Frank Castle.

❝They know all the law is good for is to keep good people in line. And they all laugh. They laugh at the law. but they don't laugh at me.❞

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@CourageousPage wouldn’t let her.

The world was fine without Frank Castle, but the world needed Karen Page. He hated to admit it to himself, but he was sure he couldn’t be that selfish.

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The way he saw it, he had two options. He could either sit @CourageousPage down and ‘fess up about the unspoken thing between them or put up and shut up with the unknown. There were both pros and cons to consider either way.

Pro to option A: Karen already knows. She was smart —

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@CourageousPage got under his skin. He didn’t need to look at the news, he already knew. And if he knew, so did Homeland Security. So did Madani. So did Karen.

Well, there went normal.

He was fine living from shadow to shadow, but would she be? He didn’t think so. Even if she would, he —

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wakes up. And he’s alone.

Does it have to be like that?

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sees her in his dreams some nights. The closer he got to Karen, the further he felt from Maria. The less he saw her in his dreams.

But Karen is real life.

She’s there, close enough to reach out and touch. In his dreams, he could feel Maria and it almost feels real but then he —

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@CourageousPage — stories would get assigned out. "Frankly, these guys aren't worth a penny, let alone your time. What story were you looking for?"

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@CourageousPage — A damn good journalist." He wasn't sure what got her on this specific story and he wouldn't pretend to know how newspapers run or how —

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@CourageousPage Frank sighed softly, leaning against the wall next to the window as he kept an eye on the road below. "Karen, you're a good journalist. —

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@CourageousPage Frank raised an eyebrow at her. "Really? Have y'met me?"

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@CourageousPage — damn different.

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@CourageousPage — goddamn living room, for fuck's sake. Last time he was here, it was to save her. To protect her. This time wasn't any —

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@CourageousPage — sound so... He didn't mean to talk to her like that. Karen wasn't the only one unnerved tonight. He was sitting in her —

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@CourageousPage "Don't mean to offend you, Miss Page, but what in the hell WERE you doing there? I'd like to know." No, he didn't mean to —

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@CourageousPage — felt he was already.

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@CourageousPage — absentmindedly as he passed by it before settling on the couch. Frank didn't want to invade her space anymore than he —

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@CourageousPage "Sure, uh, thanks. You go ahead." Frank shifted awkwardly before treading into the front room. He ran a finger over the TV —

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|| wrong Frank, whoops