Trouble for a week. (Mac/Anyone)

I look at Mac a littl grossy eyed. "Yes sure." I giggle standing up.

I just shake my head and lead her to the car. I know she's drunk and I didn't like that.

I pull my arm away from Mac. "I'm not a damn baby you don't have to take my arm." I say and almost fall down.

And I am quick enough to keep her from falling.
"Be lucky it's just me, Kat." I said my voice now dangerously quiet once again.

I look at Mac when he talks. "What do you mean?" I ask giggling again.

"I think I don't need to tell you what would have happened if your parents were here." I said and I opened the car.

I sigh and get in the car he was right, my dad would beat the crap out of me.

I get into the car and start off to my apartment, not saying anything.

I don't say anything either.

I stop in front of my apartment building and got out, waiting for Katrina. I'm not sure what I'm going to tell her upstairs, if I even say anything. I was hoping that she got the hint.

I follow Mac and look at him. "Really I don't see what your problem was with me leaving."

"Are you kiddin' me? You saw those kidnapped girls. You perfectly fit into the target group and I don't want you to be my next crime scene." I say seriously.

I turn and look at Mac. "That would never happen Mac."

"I won't be sure about that." I said. "Who knows what's going to happen to those girls?"

I roll my eyes. "And I'm sorry about that, but nothing will happen to me." I say not giving up. "Even its not like I did anything wrong."

"You broke your word to stay and you know that I value trust very much, though something like that could still happen to you, just remember Leon and Joseph." I said, seriously, standing my ground, too.

I give Mac the look. "I remember and I got kidnapped how many times by thoughs ass holes and I'm still here." I state with a glare.

"Yet, could be different next time." I state as a matter of fact. "Damn is, Katrina, you know I worry when you're out late!"

I look down. "I'm not a baby anymore Mac."

"That doesn't change the fact that you're a part of my family and that I care about you." I huff and walk into the living room.

I growl at you.

I sigh and stand by the window, looking out into the city.

"Mac look at me. I'm not still the little girl you want me to be." I say.

I look at her when she says that.
"Never said I want you to be that little girl, Katrina. I know you're not that kid anymore, but it doesn't change the fact that I worry about you, especially when news like that go around." I say quietly.

I sigh and look down. "I should not have sneaked out ok?"