A/N: Sorry it took so long for this chapter! But here it is :)

It was simple: he didn't. When Pogue pulled into Nicky's, he turned to Tory, who had followed him with her car.

"Go on in, I'll be in in a minute."

Nodding, she headed in. After the door closed to the bar, Pogue sighed and looked at the darkening sky.

"Why the hell did she follow you?"

He turned sharply and saw Kate leaning on a side wall of the establishment.

"N—no reason," Pogue replied.

"Really? Because you sound like a little boy who just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar."

Pogue sighed. "She showed up at the garage and when she saw me, asked me to show her where Nicky's was. That's all."

And you checked out her rack.

Kate sighed and started walking toward him. When she reached him, she placed her hand on his chest. "I'm worried about you."

"I know, Caleb's been telling me how I need to treat you better."

Kate laughed. "Of course, the leader has to tell his followers how to treat someone… But he is right…"

"I know… Look, it's just that on my birthday a long time ago, something happened that I just can't get over just yet," he said after a moment of silence.

Kate breathed deeply. "I understand. You need your space sometimes, and I get that, I do. But, everyone at school avoids me on your birthday and I never have known why… I guess I do now, though."

"You wanna go inside?"

Kate smirked and looked up at Pogue seductively. "I was thinking a ride on the bike might calm me over."

"And then a stop at my apartment," Pogue followed, smirking back at her.

"Knew you'd understand," Kate exclaimed.

"Where's Pogue?" Caleb was missing his foosball partner, and he was worried. He'd seen Kate walk out, then moments later Tory walked in. What the hell was going on?

"Do you really have to ask?" Caleb turned to see Sarah smirking at him. It took him a minute before he realized.

Caleb exclaimed, "Oh! So… wanna play foosball?"

She chuckled and replied, "Thought you'd never ask." Laughing, he jumped up and ran with her to a foosball table. With her on one side and him on the other, they began a battle.

As they battled each other, Tory stood in a corner. Her thoughts were milling, but the main thought was, 'Why do I remember him so well?'

"Looks like Parry's getting laid," Reid muttered.

"Why do you sound so pissed about that?"

Reid pulled up from bending over the pool table. He looked at Tyler and replied, "Because, he's been ignoring the bitch for days, then this new girl shows up and he only has eyes for her? What the hell? He can get laid and I can't even get the new girl to look at me?"

"You know Kate's the one who's sleeping with Pogue, not Tory, right?"

Reid glared at Tyler menacingly. "Yes, you pussy! That's not the point! The point is, this new girl is smoking hot and she won't look at me!"

Tyler replied, "So? Almost every other girl looks at us! You sound like a spoiled child…"

Reid huffed and sulked. He exclaimed, "That's why I'm so pissed you dumb ass! She's the only girl hot in my standards and she won't even look at me!"

"Whatever," Tyler murmured. He leaned over the table to hit the eight ball for the win in pool.

Reid cursed under his breath when Tyler won. In his mind, though, was a different thought process.

'Something's off with Tory… I don't know what it is, but damn is she hot!'

Pogue collapsed to the side of Kate, exhausted after another round of making up.

"So, are you going to tell me why you've been distant lately?"

Pogue groaned. 'Not this again.' "Kate, nothing happened with her. I told you. Seriously, just let it go."

Kate shifted to look at him. She raised an eyebrow and replied, "I didn't say anything about Tory."

Pogue thought, 'Oh shit.'

"Look. It's a personal problem, okay? I just need some time."

Kate exclaimed, "Time? Time! It's a personal problem. What the hell, Pogue? We're dating; you're supposed to be able to tell me these things so we can suffer together!"

Pogue groaned, rubbed his head and sat up in his bed. He sighed and replied calmly, "Look, maybe this wasn't such a good idea."

"Not such a good idea? Pogue, what're you saying?"

He turned to her. The sheet was still wrapped tightly over her hazel body.

"Pogue?"

He finally got the courage and replied, "We've been fighting so much recently. Maybe we need a break."

"You're breaking up with me?" Kate looked confused. She looked hurt. But most of all, she looked like she was about to punch someone's nose in.

Pogue opened his mouth a couple of times before finally getting out, "Temporarily."

Kate's face flushed red, her eyes turned bloodshot, and her hand rose from the sheet. Immediately it made contact with Pogue's face. He groaned as the force knocked him to the floor.

"You are such an ass! How dare you fuck me and then tell me you don't want me anymore!"

"That's not it at all," Pogue replied. He rose from the side of the bed holding his cheek. "I just think we need a break. We're always fighting, and even after we had sex you want to interrogate me about what goes on around my birthday."

"Yeah, maybe we should talk about your birthday," Kate yelled. "Let's talk about the face that I had to learn about your family's history through a book that Sarah leant me!"

'Oh, shit.'

"Look—"

Kate asked softly, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I wanted to, but Covenant laws tell us not to."

"See, that's another lie! I know you guys don't have powers. There's no way you can," Kate yelled. 'Oh, thank God!'

Pogue chuckled, "You're right. That book was made by a family member as a reason why we came here."

"Fine. We'll take a break. But don't," she spit out, "come back to me. Ever!"