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Chris paced the room, wringing her hands, the nervous energy overwhelming her. She picked up the notebook and tried to focus on what was written there but her own emotions were making it hard to do so.

It doesn't make sense.

She thought at first, maybe it was the liquor or maybe drugs but he hadn't been that drunk and he hadn't been high either.

He had been off all night. It wasn't anything big, at least not till the end of the evening, but there had been something that she couldn't quite pinpoint. Something that had made her uncomfortable being with him. Something she had never felt before.

Maybe it's nothing. You did hit him, maybe that's what pissed him off...

No. Jack had never been angry enough to treat her like that. "You fucking bitch." Even when he thought she might have hurt Kim, he still hadn't laid a hand on her.

Chris looks down on the page, reading her father's notes on Rhalen. She was wary but she would have to talk to him again to find out if this was a compulsion.

I should have asked that sooner. I should be doing this now instead of hiding in my room...

A knock on the door interrupts her thoughts.

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Chris sighs and opens the door but makes no move to let Kim inside.

"What do you want?" she asks in a milder tone.

She eyes Chris, looking for bruises, marks...relieved when she doesn't see any.

"Did you talk to my dad anytime in the last few days?"

She folds her arms, her face stony. She doesn't know what Jack told Kim or why she's asking.

"Yes, I did. Why?"

She looks her in the eye, "Something happened -- I *saw* something last night that you need to know about."

"What was that?"

"I think that for the past few days the man that I thought was my dad was really Ramon. I can't explain it but earlier yesterday night I had this conversation with Ramon and he asked about a bruise on my arm. When I talked to him I felt this...familiarity but he didn't have any memories - at all."

She thinks about how to explain this next part.

"Last night I saw my dad and Ramon switch back."

"Wait, what..." Chris looks at her for a second.

"They switched back?! What do you mean?"

Kim knows this sounds insane. But she keeps forging ahead. "If I hadn't seen it...one minute my dad was standing over Ramon's tied up body and the next my dad collapsed and Ramon ran off. And some kind of magician was there...I don't really know how it happened."

"You mean they switched bodies? How? When?"

"I don't know, I think Tuesday because...that's the furthest back Ramon told me he could remember. Or, not Ramon but my dad in Ramon's body..."

Chris looks away and rubs her forehead.

"Oh my God."

Suddenly, things made more sense.

"Chris?" Kim has a feeling that her talk with Ramon in Jack's body didn't go very well.

"Is your dad all right? Where is he?"

"He's downstairs but he doesn't," she takes a breath. "He doesn't remember...he didn't even remember my name."

Chris nods. The amnesia must have been part of the switch.

"But physically he's all right? Can anything be done about the amnesia? Where's Ramon?"

He should be rotting in the jail. Here or - even better - back home.

"Physically he seems okay. His heart was a little fast, but Ramon didn't remember to take his pills, obviously."

She shakes her head slightly, "Nita said it'll either wear off on its own or it...won't. And as far as Ramon goes, I saw him running off into the woods and can only hope he got eaten by something."

"Someone's going to have to catch him. We can't let him go free."

She steps out into the hall and shuts the door.

"Your dad's downstairs?"

"I told security. You're right, he's too dangerous to be out there."

She looks at Chris, "I think so."

"Can I see him?"

"Yes, but there's a good chance...he won't know who you are."

"I understand," she says, a sigh in her voice.

"What happened with...?"

She looks down and shakes her head. "Nothing."

"Chris...I'll tell you if you tell me."

"Really it was nothing," she says in a weak voice.

She's quite for a few moments and then with a sigh, explains. "We had a date and went up to his room. I wanted to cut the nigth short and there was a ... scuffle."

"A scuffle?" She didn't see any bruises, but maybe they were hidden...

"I hurt him."

"But you got away?"

"Yes."

She waits a moment before starting, "He was drinking a lot, I thought that he was just upset but the things he said...and he grabbed my arm hard to make me listen."

"What did he say?"

She looks down, "He said that he...he'd had a choice about the things he did for Ramon and that he was guilty of rape and when he was away he was...unfaithful to my mom." Even if she's sure these things aren't true, they still hurt.

"I'm sorry, Kim," Chris softly.

She gives her a tiny smile, "It's okay, Chris it...wasn't him."

She nods even though she's not sure Kim really thinks it's "ok".

"What did he tell you?"

"He didn't say that much. Just that it wasn't worse the hassle."

She looks down. "And people should get over him killing my father."

"I'm...that must have hurt, Chris. I'm sorry."

"I'm all right."

She looks at her, not sure if she believes that.

She looks down the hall and starts walking.

"So let's go see your father."

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