spin_kick_snap | The Mount, Ex-Los Angeles

The last time anyone from Fandom had been in Kathy's LA, the heroes had been living inside the walls that surrounded Paramount Studios, with the exes and the South Seventeens laying claim to everything else. Since then, they'd expanded; the Big Wall pushing the borders out almost a mile in all four directions. In some spots, it was hard to tell that there had ever been a zombocalypse; the streets were clean, the buildings repaired, the blood all scrubbed away. There was a proper school, lots of farms and gardens, several churches, and even a small library. The studio was still the heart of the community, but people had started to spread out and settle. It was still a tight fit, several thousand people into one square mile, but honestly not much worse than Los Angeles used to be, back before the world died and reanimated again.

Life had fallen back into a rhythm again. People got up, got ready for the day. Kids were sent off to school, adults took themselves to various jobs, though there were fewer sales people, baristas, and aspiring actors and a lot more guards, scavengers, and farmers these days. There was a brewery down on Larchmont and a still over on Monroe. Burns Park let people enjoy a bit of nature where the kids could run around and burn off steam and a Gold's Gym practically against the Big Wall. That was where the Unbreakables spent most of their free time, with curious gawkers watching them put more and more weight onto the machines.

It was a bustling little community of survivors, as safe as a place could be, surrounded on all sides by millions of undead waiting to find a way inside to devour them all.

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"I'm surprised you're not asleep yet," Kathy said, sliding the door shut so they could talk without waking anyone up. "It's been a hell of a day."

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"I just got a lot on my mind," Dante said quietly.

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"I'm here if you wanna talk," Kathy said. "I mean, I unloaded on you pretty hard earlier. It's only fair."

Not to mention that she really and truly cared about what he was thinking and feeling, but she didn't want to pressure.

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"Just had a talk with Ezra," Dante said, glancing down at her feet. "Y'know, as much as you can have a talk with Ez."

He didn't know where Ez was now. He kept his voice low anyway.

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Kathy blinked at him. She and Ezra had been doing pretty well with talking recently. "Talk about what?"

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Then apparently she had some kind of magical superpowers Dante lacked.

"What happened back in Limbo City," he said. "I... called him, not long after. Felt like he was lying to me back then. Turns out he was."

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Had he tried cookies? Kathy mostly had luck with cookies and head-scritches.

"Lying about what?" she asked, shifting a little closer to him. "I saw him not long after that and he was...well, not okay, but physically fine, at least."

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"About being pissed at me over what happened," Dante said quietly. A pause. "I mean, fuck. It's his right, I totally fucked up."

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"Fucked up how?" Kathy asked softly. That didn't sound right, didn't match up with what - little - she knew about what had happened before she and Anders had crashed the party. But maybe she didn't have all the facts.

And even if it was as much bullshit as she thought, she owed him the chance to let him talk it through.

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"My brother kidnapped him to get to me," Dante said. "That's on me."

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"So...is it my fault you all are here, too?" Kathy asked slowly. "My old teammate kidnapped me and now you all showed up, right?"

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"...No. We chose to be here," Dante said slowly.

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"I'm still just not sure how Vergil deciding to steal the playbook from some, like, video game supervillain is your fault," Kathy said, brow furrowed. "It's not even tangentially your fault, like you taunted him to come after you and he decided to do that by snatching up Ez. He just showed up out of nowhere because he decided that being more powerful than any human on the planet wasn't enough for him."

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"But it wouldn't have happened if he hadn't known me," Dante pointed out.

He'd felt guilty about it before, had known Ez had been stonewalling him during the call. But it'd been a little easier to ignore the guilt after that.

Now it was back in full force.

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"If Max had managed to snatch you off the street than me, would you blame me?" Kathy asked, just giving up and leaning into him. His chest was warm and strong and she needed both. "Honestly. I mean...shit. I love blaming myself for things, but even I think the bar of 'well, he knows me' is a little low here."

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Dante sighed, wrapping his arms around her. He was more relieved to have her warm body against his than he was likely to admit, under the current circumstances.

"I don't know," he said. "Guess I feel responsible. Guess Ez agrees."

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"I get that," Kathy said, because she did. She was queen of taking responsibility for other people's actions. It was tempting to remind him of their blame conversation earlier, but that felt too much like lecturing. "It's hard not to see all the places where you could have done something else, something better, when you look back on stuff."

Welcome to her constant brain-crawl, Dante.

"But I disagree. Just so you know."

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"Thanks," Dante said, so softly it would've been hard to hear if the apartment hadn't been this quiet.

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"You do this for me all the time," Kathy said, leaning up to press a kiss as soft as his voice to his cheek. "I'm glad I have the chance to offer you the same."

Another kiss, this one on the other side. "I'm sorry you're hurting. And I'm extra sorry that Ez is hurting you, too."

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"I don't know how to talk to him, Kat," Dante said, shutting his eyes at the touch of her lips. "He won't tell me shit."

At least not until the moment it would hurt the most.

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Kathy cuddled in close to him, fingers trailing over his shoulders and neck. She didn't think he'd appreciate a full massage, but a gentle brushing over skin could be relaxing in its own way. "Ez has always had a hundred different layers of shields and bullshit up," she said quietly. "And now that he's made himself kinda vulnerable, I don't think he entirely knows how to handle it. So it's more layers of shields and bullshit and a tendency to snap."

Or...something?

"I could just be speaking outta my ass," she added. "It wouldn't be the first time."

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"Maybe," Dante said quietly. "Or maybe he's sick of me in general."

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"I don't believe that," Kathy said firmly. "He may still be all fucked up from Limbo City, but I can't imagine him being sick of you."

Maybe she was just biased and couldn't imagine anybody being tired of Dante, but it just didn't seem to fit.

"I think there are two classes of people to him," she said quietly. "Lock and Ava, and everybody else. And then there's you and me, who don't fit into either class and that makes things...harder. Because we don't get him the way Lock and Ava do and he can't just bullshit us the way he does to everyone else."

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Dante let her touch him for a while, saying nothing as he digested it. Right now, two feelings dominated the subject of Ezra: guilt, and a sense of rejection.

They had... a complicated relationship to each other, those feelings.

"I think maybe it's just you in there," he said finally.

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Kathy wasn't to deny that but...she wasn't sure. Not really. And she didn't want to tell Dante he was wrong, only to have him be right.

"Then he's making a really big mistake," she told him. "I can't picture my life without you. I don't want to. You make everything better by virtue of being in it."

Now more than ever, she wished she were Anders, who had the knack of knowing just what to say to Dante to set his mind at ease.

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