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There was a brief moment of satisfaction, of actually being happy with her own resolve and knowing that it alligned with Matt's. Immature, maybe, like getting a gold star for saying what she believed was the right thing. But that sense of contentment was short-lived. Despite of how many gunshots resonated in that apartment before, Frank suddenly executing that one man echoed with a much, much louder bang. Against her own will, Kate sucked in a breath sharply as she flinched, drawn out of her thoughts, completely caught by surprise.

All of a sudden Matt and Frank were at each other's throats, spitting over each other as they yelled. It took a moment for Kate to draw herself out of her shock. "Hey, stop it! You two stop it!!" Stepping in to try and put her hands, even push her arms between them, Kate found it impossible to pull them apart. It was like trying to push two walls away from each other.

Kate tried yelling and even pushing herself between both men, but just as suddenly as the fight had started Matt himself shut them all up. She didn't get it, didn't fully understand why Frank was pulling her aside, barely registered that Matt had said 'grenade' as she tripped on her own feet, thankfully being dragged out by the two men.

"What the fuck, what the fuck," she repeated like a mantra, realizing she was finally freaking out. But Matt grabbed the steering wheel, adjunsting her arms around his neck as they got ready to get out of there. Jump. They were going to jump. Like swinging across the city with Peter, she told herself. Not a big deal. But what about Frank?

Before all those questions fully registered, she found herself hiding her face against the back of Matt's neck, feeling the pull of his jump and her ponytail moving like a whip when the wind hit them. One of her legs dangled while the other half-wrapped itself around Matt's waist, the weight of Frank hitting their left.

She squeezed, not realizing she must have almost choked Matt in her desperation to not let go, to cling to him as they fell, unsure of where they would land.

And then, just as suddenly, came the landing. She didn't take the hit, but her whole body shook as Matt did, her feet barely registering something solid that sagged under their weight. They rolled together as the alarm of a car went off.

"Matt. Matt?" Easing her hold, she let go of him, her legs wobbly as she cupped one of his cheeks, checking on him. "Are you okay? Frank?" Kate could barely stand, landing on her ass as she looked at the both of them. Bloody. Having taken an impossible jump. The sound of the explotion followed, making her flinch again just as she looked up, the sky lighting up as Matt's apartment was blown up.

It looked like something out of a movie.

"Lucky." Rolling around, she got on all fours and scrambled on her feet. "I need to get Lucky!" All her body ached even though she'd taken the easiest slice of the pie, but Kate ran with every little strenght she had in her body. Not caring if there was other members of the task force waiting there or not.

The coast was clear. Her one-eyed dog, obedient was waiting at the exit door of Matt's building. Rubble kept raining dangerously around them as Kate kicked the glass into pieces, calling him out. The dog had been cowering, curling against a wall after all those loud, terrifying sounds. He practically launched itself over his owner, covering her in kisses as he was finally out.

But Kate didn't see the car taking the turn around the corner and heading straight for Matt and Frank. She could't have anticipated what would happen next. The healights fell on both of them, emphasizing what sore thumbs they were in the middle of all of that destruction.

But Karen Page wasn't shocked at all by what she found as she stepped out of her car.

"Come on. Get in."