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Kate nodded to each one of Frank's suggestions, pleasantly surprised by his generosity, by how he had not once looked down on her despite of her age or gender. Ex soldier and big macho as he was, the guy showed nothing like respect. It was so different from Kate's past experiences with athletes, were people were cutthroat but at the same time wouldn't take a woman seriously. "I'll always try and keep in mind an extra exit. Breaking windows, shooting as many balls as possible." She nodded sharply. "Got it, Frank."

The weight of Matt's hand on her shoulder distracted her, making Kate turn to face him. Despite of the shades of his suit, she could still notice the dry darker stains coming from the spot Karen had thankfully patched up for him. "Promise you won't do anything stupid, Matt." There was a weakness in her voice, a cadence that showed she was worried he wouldn't be able to keep up with that request. He had already failed at that tonight. "And don't lie to me just because I can't do your crazy heartbeat reading thing."

She let him go, grabbing her phone and equipment and attaching Lucky's leash to his collar. Both women watched him go, Karen still rubbing her thumb to her fingertips. It was strange, the things you learned when you met someone who didn't rely on his eyes to see. Someone who opened you own eyes to your other senses.

The memories touch could awaken.

"Come on, we gotta get to work." Just done putting her jacket back on, Karen placed an arm around Kate's shoulder's as they headed to the door, only stopping at the door as Kate guided her dog out. It was enough time for a last lingering look at Frank.

"Thank you, Frank. For everything."

For again proving that he cares.

So many of the people in her life just left. People that shared her every day, suddenly gone, suddenly lost. Karen had to step out of the wreckage on her own so many times before, used to picking up the pieces by herself. Even Matt, who she would have trusted with her life, had left her on her own after Foggy was murdered. She knew it was a self-preservating thing, but at the end of the day, she couldn't always rely on him.

Frank might not step under the sun like other people in her life did. But he was a steady presence. Someone who would always step forward and out of the shadows if needed.

"Be careful."