All color drained from Jeff's face, he had no idea of the atrocities that she had been through. He had made assumptions just like all people did that her behavior was the fault of no discipline. And now Jeff knew that he was wrong. But it was more than just being wrong. He had abandoned her all of those years. In her eyes, he was probably her father waiting to happen all over again.<br/><br/>"Kate, I...truthfully have no idea what to say." He said as he tried to inch his way towards her.<br/><br/>"I will say this though, I am not your father. And if I had known what had gone on during those years, I would have been there for you. And I am sorry I wasn't." He stopped himself from going any closer to her. If she wanted him to be close she was going to have to close the distance. It would be no use trying to help if she did not want it. If he forced his help upon her then it would only make her lash out more. For the moment it was better to let her have her way.<br/><br/>"I am your uncle and I will take care of you as you wish me to. Hold on for at least a second, while I get the pizza." He left for the kitchen. He put on an oven mitt and pulled the pizza out of the oven. He hoped she at least still liked pepperoni. His night would definitely not get any better if she hated the pizza he was about to feed her. At least he could run on autopilot in his kitchen. He didn't like the fact that he was going to have to take her to this club. But he couldn't and wouldn't do the alternative.<br/><br/>Kate was his niece, his sister's daughter, and if her need was to get screwed and lose herself through sex. There was no way he was going to be able to provide that. Sure she was beautiful and all. But he was her uncle there was no way in hell he could do anything like that to Kate. Even though she was new to him and she barely resembled the one he knew. He still loved her like she was his own daughter.<br/><br/>"What should I dress like for this thing?" he asked. He sat the plate with two hot pieces of pizza and some napkins on the coffee table in front of her. Billy had phrased his words carefully. He did not ask if he could go with her nor did he tell her straight out that he was going with her. His question had been a simple one that had the effect of asking all of those things in a much less confrontational way.<br/><br/>Billy went back into kitchen and quickly wolfed down a piece of pizza for himself. it only took him about a minute to eat it and he was back in the living room watching Kate.