honey and sting

Oh, Mike. Just winding yourself up, aren't you? Angry with himself for the choices he makes, too much at war with himself -- he feels the supernatural world is a kind of taint on a well-ordered reality, and doesn't want to expose Kate to it. But the coroner, no problem, apparently -- (can't recall her name, Mohadevan?), because she's already open to possiblity, and the discovery that vampires are real doesn't turn her world upside down. So what does Kate need protecting, at the expense of Mike's integrity as a cop? No, Vicki and Mike never needed to lie to each other, which means Kate is no Vicki, because Mike has to lie to her, he thinks. He can't trust her to handle wherever the facts lead. And he's stuck in that bind, of loving a woman who'll never be simple, who he wants to get over and knows he never will, of never knowing where the boundaries are. Mike, who likes things neat, just passed his chaos limit. Because it got inside him, and he doesn't know what to do. Poor baby.