I narrowed my eyes at Jin. "For what? Busting my lip or leaving me alone and afraid in a world I don't remember?"

Jin started to rub his hands over his face, but winced when he touched his nose. Part of me felt a twinge of remorse, but the louder part of me hoped it hurt like hell.

"I'm sorry for all of it. You were right this morning. I was mad at myself for letting you replace Natalia in my mind. In my heart. We were the reason you got killed and we are the reason you are what you are today. It's our fault the whole world is after you and I just couldn't accept it. I was trying to run away, but I didn't realize it until this morning. After everything that happened with my family...I pushed you away to keep from feeling all that guilt. I was trying to protect my family, forgetting that you're a part of it now, too."

"And now that you have had this awakening, you expect me to just pretend like you didn't do anything to me? That it's all okay now because you feel bad?" I dropped my arms by my sides and closed the door, rolling my eyes. The whispering going on on the other side was distracting. "Like, I get it Jin. I do. And I'm sorry for breaking your nose. Kind of. But what you did to me was pretty fucked up."

"I know."

He looked at me with such sadness on his face, I couldn't stop myself from walking over to him. He dropped his face as I approached, looking at his fingers in his lap instead of me. I planted my feet on either side of his legs so I could get right up against him and take his face in my hands.

"This isn't me forgetting what you've done. This isn't me telling you it's all okay and we're back to the way we were before. This is me telling you that we both fucked up, but you fucked up more than I did and I'm still willing to forgive you for it because I love you and that's what you do when you love someone."

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against Jin's, being careful not to hit his nose. He closed his eyes and wrapped his hands around my hips, holding me tight but not pulling me any closer. I felt a couple tears fall from his eyes and hit my own cheeks. When I pulled back, I had to wipe them away.

"I love you, too, Morgan and I'll do whatever I have to to prove you can trust me again."

I sighed and stepped back, plopping down on the couch beside the desk where I'd been told only a few months ago to leave and never come back. "I'm not going to lie, Jin, it's going to take a lot."

"I know."

His voice was so low and lost, I almost didn't hear him. I sat there watching him for a few seconds, trying to think of what to say, when there was a loud bump on the wall. Jin turned to look, raising his eyebrow as he did. I rolled my eyes and stood facing the door.

With a tilt of my head, I picked up a stack of books from the case along the far wall and held them in the air with my powers.

"What are you doing," Jin asked. I turned around and gave him a wicked smile.

"Just having a little bit of fun." I winked just before my face twisted and I let out a little yelp. Jin's eyebrows wrinkled together in confusion as I threw my hand out to block the door. I hurled the books against the wall beside me.

"Jin! What the fuck? What is wrong with you?"

An evil look crossed Jin's features as he realized what I was doing. He pushed off the desk and stomped towards me, a question in his eyes. I nodded and grinned wider.

"You think you could just break my fucking nose and get away with it?"

I grabbed another stack of books and threw them at the door.

"You son of a bitch!" Another stack went flying.

By this time, the boys were pounding on the door so hard I thought it was going to shatter, but I was holding it tight. I grinned maniacally at the door while Jin and I made random grunting noises while smacking our fists into our hands. I started to count down on my fingers.

When I got to zero, I released my hold on the door, stepping back a little when it flew open. Taehyung and Jimin fell forward with Jungkook right behind them. Namjoon leaped over the pile, his fists balled and ready while Hoseok and Yoongi stayed at the door with concerned expressions. Namjoon pulled his fist back to strike, only to stall out when he saw me with my arms over my chest and my eyebrows raised. His stance faltered a little as he looked around at the piles of books lying in the floor.

"What the fuck...."

"Maybe this will teach you about listening in on other people's conversations."

Joon's eyes met mine and I caught the fleeting awkwardness before he masked it with annoyance. "So you weren't just fighting?"

I couldn't help but laugh at him as I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his body. "No, Joonie, we weren't fighting, you big, dumb, goofball. But I love that you were ready to come save me."

"Hey," Jimin shouted from behind Joon. "We were all coming to save you. Or Jin."

Taehyung chuckled as he pulled himself up. "Yeah, I think Jin would be the one getting his ass handed to him in that fight. I mean, you see what she did to his face. And that was just one punch."

"Yah! I can fight," Jin shouted from behind me, dropping his arms.

"Sure you can, hyung," Jungkook added with a laugh. "But I've been fighting you both for a long time and I'll have to agree with the guys. You wouldn't come out of that one so easily."

I turned and gave Jin a triumphant grin. He rolled his eyes and huffed. Namjoon relaxed and let his arms fall around my back before I pulled away.

"So are you two good now," he asked cautiously, still not taking his hard gaze off Jin's back.

I shrugged. "We're not perfect, but we've reached an understanding. We won't be throwing hands anytime soon at least."

Hoseok snorted and rolled his eyes. "'Throwing hands', okay, Becky." Everyone started filing out of the room but I stayed to help clean up the mess I made.

When everyone was gone, Jin came over and took a stack of books from me. He shifted them in his arms so he could grab my wrist gently. His dark eyes were somber. "I meant what I said, Morgan. I"ll do whatever I need to to win back your trust."

I blew out a long breath. "Then start by helping me save Kai. He doesn't deserve to be abandoned like I was."

Jin winced at the verbal sting of my words but nodded his head anyway. "Okay. I'll see what I can find out about where he's being held. See if there are any weaknesses I can exploit."

"Thank you, Jin."

He stared down at me for a long moment before swallowing hard and stepping away. Despite knowing better, I had a brief sense of relief as it seemed like everything was finally starting to fall back into place. Even with my terrible track record with luck, I actually let myself hope for the first time in a long time that things would actually work out.

But before I could let myself get too complacent, I knew there was still work to be done. After cleaning up Jin's office, I told him bye and headed back toward the kitchen to see if Yoongi was still around. Taehyung and Jimin were at the sink, cleaning up from breakfast.

"Where did Yoongi go," I asked, sliding up beside Jimin and grabbing a towel so I could help him dry the pots and pans.

"Probably back down to his lab," Jimin answered, flicking water off his fingers at me. I swatted him with the towel. "I'm surprised he even had breakfast with us. He's barely come out of there since we started talking about this stupid plan."

"Wait? "Stupid plan"? Since when is it stupid?"

Jimin shrugged. "Since always. I'm not saying I'm not going to help, or even that I won't enjoy it, but I don't think we're all going to make it out of this in one piece, either."

My stomach twisted so hard I had to brace against the counter.

Taehyung turned and leaned back against the counter with his arms across his chest. "Jimin's right, Morgan. We're going up against AT3 on their own turf. Yeah, you're getting stronger, but you have to be prepared for the possibility that this might not work. We might not even make it through the gate."

Jimin looked up at me, all of his previous playfulness gone. "You have to realize that sometimes you just can't save everyone."

I threw the towel down on the counter and pushed away from the boys. "No. I won't accept that." I paused at the door to the basement. "One way or another, I'm coming back here with all of my men. Or I'm not coming back at all."