Kaitlyn's face went blank. "What do you mean show me off?"

"Not that way, Kate. I want to show off my beautiful girlfriend. Meaning, I'm honored to have you by my side."

She glowed, squeezing his waist. "You make me feel beautiful."

"I was thinking we could go bowling, or to the movies. Go on a real date."

Kaitlyn thought it over, and then smiled. "I like that idea."

Chapter Twenty-Seven.

"Are you sure this looks okay?" Kaitlyn asked, staring at herself in front of a mirror in the clothing shop.

From the chair in the waiting area, Lucas grinned. "You look great."

"I wish I knew what I liked." She was wearing jeans and a black sweater. The neck felt like it was choking her. Lucas said it was called a *turtle neck,' which made sense. She had flicked through her internal encyclopedia and saw a plethora of turtles and their necks. But she was a person and not a turtle.

"I don't like the sweater," she said finally.

Lucas laughed. "See, you already know what you like. Or don't like, anyway. One minute. Let me grab a couple more. Don't move."

Lucas returned with three sweaters. "Do you like any of these?"

"This one." Kaitlyn reached for the charcoal v-neck, then moved to tug off her sweater.

Lucas grabbed her hand, speaking quietly. "Not here, Kate. You need to go in the dressing room."

"Oh, right Sorry, I forgot. All the time being observed by the cameras." Kaitlyn dropped her head and went back into the dressing room. She was so used to everything being recorded; it was going to take some time for her to adjust to the idea of privacy. Moments later, she came out with the sweater and jeans in her hands. "These will work. I guess I'll never be able to wear a dress again. At least not in public."

Lucas frowned and glanced around for eavesdroppers before he said, "We could always change the coating to look like skin."

"No. I like the reminder of knowing exactly what I am."

"You're unique."

Kate smiled. "I guess that's one way to put it."

"Do you want to keep shopping or finish later?"

"Later. I just wanted something to wear for our date. Shopping doesn't seem as fun as Quess makes it sound."

"I'm not much of a fan of shopping, myself." He kissed her gently, his thumbs brushing her jaw line. "You can change in the bathroom, and then we'll go on our first official date."

Lucas pulled into a bowling alley. "Heads up. I used to be on the bowling team. I figure I might actually have a chance of beating you at something for once." He gave her a crooked grin that made her heart skip a beat.

"I guess we'll see," she said smugly as she shut her car door and walked around to take his hand. "My visual-spatial awareness is quite excellent."

Compet.i.tiveness was ingrained in her, even before she had died. She'd been captain of the swim team for two years. She broke the tri-county meet record her junior year. Kaitlyn realized it was the first time she'd remembered that since her memories were unlocked, and it brought her a pang of sadness. Her parents had been at that meet. They'd been so proud of her.

Lucas glanced over at her. He stopped walking and tugged her around to face him. "What's wrong?"

Kaitlyn smiled sadly. "I was thinking about my parents."

He didn't say anything, but he wrapped his strong arms around her and held her tight for several moments.

When she was ready, they walked into the dimly lit building hand in hand. They were a.s.sailed by the smell of fried food and stale beer, and Kaitlyn stepped back as a tipsy brunette in high heels b.u.mped into her. The girl balanced her clear plastic cup of beer and waved at Kate before she wandered off. "Sorry!"

"I'm going to get our shoes and lanes," Lucas told Kaitlyn, squeezing her hand before he let go. "I'll be right back."

Kaitlyn nodded and scanned the bowling alley. It was really loud. There were a lot of people inside, congregating on the hardwood of the lanes and wandering around the area near the bar. It made her uncomfortable.

She turned back to watch Lucas. A pretty blonde girl stood behind the counter, smiling at him. Kaitlyn narrowed her eyes as the girl threw back her head and laughed at something Lucas said.

Caution, flashed on her screen. Her body tensed, and she made her way to Lucas's side.

She snaked her arm around him and glared at the girl. Lucas patted her hand, and she relaxed somewhat, but kept her eyes glued to the blonde. The girl dropped the money as she handed it back to Lucas, and Kaitlyn registered her suddenly elevated heart rate; Kaitlyn had made her nervous. She wondered what made her mood change from laughter to a bundle of nerves so quickly. She must have done something wrong.

Lucas grabbed their shoes and pulled her with him. "What was that about, Kate?"

"She was potentially a threat."

"To who?" he asked wearily.

"I don't know. I got the caution flash."

Lucas groaned. "We're going to have to make some changes to your programming now that we know you have feelings. Could you have been jealous and saw her as a threat?"

Kaitlyn thought about the emotion jealousy and nodded. "It could have been. I didn't like the way she was laughing and smiling at you."

Lucas stopped in his tracks. "Listen, Kate. Emotions are not easy to deal with for anyone, and I think it might be more amplified with you. There is not a woman alive that will ever be a threat to you. You are all I want. Understand?"

"I'm trying to. It's just so confusing, Lucas."

He kissed her softly, and a sense of calm washed over her. For a moment, it was only them in the room, embracing beneath the dingy lights.

Lucas broke the kiss with a c.o.c.ky grin. "Let's see if I have a chance at winning against you. I'm telling you, I was captain of the team. Well co-captain."

Lucas explained how the game worked. When it was Kaitlyn's first turn, she walked up to the lane and pulled back her arm, then expertly rolled the ball down the lane. She jumped up, grinning when it cracked loudly against the pins, sending them all flying. Strike.

Six turns later, she hit her sixth strike in a row. People were starting to notice.

"Kate." Lucas sidled up to her, shaking his head in amus.e.m.e.nt. "I know this idea will sound foreign to you, but you've got to miss some of the pins on your next turn."

"Why? This game is so easy."

"Blend in, remember?"

Kate looked around. People were watching her. "I can do that."

Lucas smiled. "I'll be back. I'm going to get a drink."

"Okay." Kate sat down on the hard plastic chair to wait for Lucas to return. She wondered if she was ever going to get anything right.

She felt a man approaching before she saw him, and WARNING flashed. He was six foot, one-ninety-five with dark hair; she couldn't make out his eye color in the dim light, but they were pale. Her body tensed, and she stood up, ready to spring into action.

"Well, hey there, pretty thing. You sure are putting on quite a show for the rest of us." He came to a stop only inches away.

Kaitlyn's alarms were off the charts. She stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, balancing on the b.a.l.l.s of her toes in case she needed to act. But a small part of her remembered the earlier interaction with the blonde girl flashing Caution, and for the first time, she was uncertain. Was this guy a real threat?

"What do you want?" she asked calmly and wished Lucas would hurry up.

"I'm looking at it." His hand came forward as if he were going to touch her, and without considering whether she was doing the right thing, Kaitlyn grabbed his arm and threw him over her shoulder. He hit the hardwood floor hard on his back, and a long, low moan escaping him.

Lucas rushed up, his eyes wide as he leaned down to help the guy, who, winded, was struggling to get to his feet.

"What the h.e.l.l happened?" Lucas asked, glaring at the man.

"He tried to touch me," Kate said, her voice flat. Now that she'd laid him out flat, her indicators had switched to not a threat.

"That's it?" Lucas groaned.

"Your girlfriend is a freak, man. I just wanted to say h.e.l.lo, that's all, and then she went all ninja on my a.s.s." He rubbed the back of his head.

"I thought he was a threat," Kate mumbled.

"She doesn't like to be touched."

"No kidding."

"You need to leave." Lucas tilted his head towards the door.

"You're lucky I don't call the cops on her for a.s.sault." The guy stalked off, his ego probably hurt more than his body.

Lucas closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You're not ready, Kate. We need to get out of here. Now."

Panic coursed through her veins. She grabbed his arms. "Don't say that! I can get ready. I promise. Please don't make me go back." Her eyes glistened by the neon lights.

"We have a lot of work to do," he said gently. "As you are right now, you pose a danger to the population. We'll bring in help. Specialists. You need to relearn the rules of society."

"I can't go back there." Kaitlyn lowered her eyes. "I just can't. Not to live."

"Aw, Kate." Lucas put an arm around her shoulders and hugged her. "I would never make you move back there. You can still stay with me, but we can't have any more of these outings until we get some help."

"You promise I can stay with you?"

"I promise. But Kate, this is serious. If you do something bad, you could get taken away from me."

The seriousness of the situation hit her hard. "I'll learn, Lucas. I don't want to lose you. Whatever it takes, I'll do it."

"Let's get out of here." Lucas grabbed her hand, and they went back to the safety of his house, their first official date over.

Chapter Twenty- Eight.

Six months later Dr. Olivia Chambers looked up from behind her desk as Lucas walked into her office. She was an attractive woman in her late thirties with long, dark hair. Today, it was piled into a messy bun. "Good morning, Lucas."

"Thanks for seeing me."

"You know you're always welcome. I still think we should talk about setting up regular sessions." She leaned back in her plush leather chair and nodded to the seat across from her.

Lucas reluctantly sat down. He always felt uncomfortable around the doctor. She had an uncanny ability to see right through people.

He didn't bother to reply to her statement. They had gone over it many times beforea"Lucas had no interest in therapy. He'd had enough of it when he was younger after his father left. But he knew Dr. Chambers was vital to Kate's progress.

Her expertise was in treating patients with Aspergers. She was at the top of her field, Cognitive Behavioral Therapy. It was a field based on the idea that how we think, how we feel, and how we act are intertwined and all interact together. Specifically that our thoughts determined our feelings and our behavior. At the suggestion of a colleague, Harrington brought the doctor in to work with Kaitlyn, and already they had seen amazing changes. Kate was less anxious out in public, was learning to react reasonably to certain social cues, and overall seemed more at ease with herself.

Dr. Chambers had been instrumental in Kaitlyn's reintegration.

"Kate's made tremendous progress. It's quite remarkable really," Dr. Chambers said.

"Do you think she's ready? Harrington is itching to get her in the field." Lucas wasn't sure how much longer he could hold off Harrington. So much money had been dumped into the program getting it ready for Kaitlyn; all they needed now was for Kate to be ready to move the project forward.

"I think she's as ready as she can be, given the circ.u.mstances. Pairing her with Erik was a brilliant idea. He will be sure to keep her in check." Dr. Chambers said, leaning back in her chair and folded her hands on her abdomen. "They make a great team."

Lucas felt a twinge of jealousy at the mention of Erik, even though he knew the pairing was the right thing to do. They needed someone with her at all times, and sadly Lucas did not have the skill-set to be her partner. Erik was a super-solider in his own right without any enhancements. A highly decorated former Marine Recon. Lucas knew the soldier would be able to handle any situation thrown their way; making sure Kate was able to do her job was Erik's main priority.

"Do I sense jealousy, Lucas?"

"I'll get over it." He wished it didn't bother him that the two spent so much time together, but that was required to form a partnership. They had to have each other's back. And it was Lucas that Kaitlyn went home with every night, he reminded himself.

Dr. Chambers smiled and didn't reply, which p.i.s.sed Lucas off.

"So you are giving the go-ahead?"