Allison had been running herself ragged for days and it was only a matter of time until she slept. Kate would tell her to get some sleep, but something was up in her room. It was like Kate couldn't get in there and it all came down to her little fucking ginger gal pal. She did something. Kate had something for her, but right now her thoughts were on Allison. And Chris. She hadn't shown herself to Chris because frankly, she knew where he stood. He was a fucking traitor to the Argent name. It was pathetic.
Kate found it easy tonight to slip in considering she wasn't sleeping in her own bed, but Scott's. She rolled her eyes at that, but took it because that meant that she could get inside, she could check up on Allison the way she wanted to and when she did, she led her down a path to the basement of the prison. Turning, she smiled that smile at her and held her hands out.
"So, girl, what's been up?" She walked forward and circled Allison until she was in front of her again. She wondered if she was eating, she was getting a little thin, but didn't mention it. Allison was a trooper, a real soldier, hunter, everything that Chris only wished he could be. Don't get her wrong, she loved her brother. He was family, he just got a little jaded and forgot who he was. It was okay, she'd remind him in her own way.
Allison just looked at her and Kate raised her eyebrows. "You must be going crazy," she announced. "I mean, you live in a place filled with things you're supposed to be hunting. It'd drive me fucking crazy."