Sabine practically collapsed into Kasper's arms, happy to just allow someone else to take the pain from her. He could just make her feel better for a second before she had to remember it more. She would eventually have to tell him all about what happened with the baby. She would have to tell him about how the man was still following her around. She knew that eventually she would run into him with Kasper and she had no idea what was going to happen.

Had she been with Jasper at the time, he might actually thank the man. Thank him for taking Sabine off his hands and ruining her life before he would have to.

"Thank you, Kasper." She nuzzled into his neck, kissing his neck softly in thanks for his support and help.

She never thought that Jasper would be the one who would cast her out, and that Kasper would be the one swearing to protect her. That she would have Kasper to be there for her, that he would be the one who would care for her. They were messed up before, and he only assumed that they would pick right back up. Instead of holding it against him, she would have to work with him.

"Are we okay?"

Sabine knew that she came to the tower to get away from the demons that were biting at her heels. To escape the horror show that was constantly playing in her head and try to pretend that the woman in the alleyway had died that night. That when she sat in the clinic to have the child that was put there without her consent scraped from her womb before it would have a chance to develop a face that would look too much like his. Fingers that would reach out for her, a heart beat that would terrorize her. She didn't need to feel guilt over terminating the pregnancy, but she did. She believed that was well within her rights to make a decision for herself, but she still couldn't help but hate herself. Would she carry a child that was Kasper's, even after what happened the last time they were together? After what happened in the room above the Three Broomsticks? Would she carry Jasper's after his cold display of hatred to her pain and suffering?

Where was the line? What if she lost the ability all together? They swore it was a safe procedure, that most of all women were able to go forward and have perfectly formed and healthy babies, but the words of the muggle women outside of the clinic still haunted her in her nightmares. The ones who swore that she was killing a baby and that she was missing out on her only chance to have a baby. She wanted to forget them, that she spent her entire life not allowing anyone to judge her, and then there she was. Allowing them to get into her head over ending the pregnancy. Over finding comfort in Kasper's arms.

They didn't make sense, it didn't make sense for her to find comfort in his hands, but she did.
"Okay. I promise." She leaned into his hands and closed her eyes, tears flooding her eyes despite how much she wanted to bite them back. How much she wanted to just enjoy the warmth of his hands on her cold soul.
"I feel like I'm an idiot for going down that alley. That I'm dirty for what he did to me. That I deserved it. That I was punished for everything that I've done. He took everything from me. I feel like I'm never going to be able to get his fingerprints off my skin no matter how hard I scrub. That I'll always have to know that he got me pregnant." Kasper would know better than anyone that she didn't carry a child in her, he had seen her naked more times than anyone else in the world.

She wanted everything with him. She wanted him to erase her memories of the night and that she would never have to feel that pain in her life again. She knew that Jasper didn't care about her. His disinterest in her pain was proof enough. Kasper might have been who he was, a drug dealer, a hothead, but he still believed her. Still cared about what had happened to her.