There's a small noise that escapes from Nancy- wounded, small- and she realizes that with that sound she's started to cry.

But Kenzi is hurt and she takes a step towards her, because she wants to help her more than anything in the world. That's what she needed- and if Nancy could deliver it, she would.

"It'll be alright- I'm going to help you. We just have to get you to JC, his club isn't far." She tries the same tactic again. Truthfully, she knew nothing of what Kenzi was experiencing. How ravenous, how mad for blood she was, and the idea hadn't even crossed her drunk mind. She'd never known a newborn before, only heard of them and their tempers. But Kenzi was different. Kenzi could resist. She knew she could. She believed in her.