Title: Family
Summary: Takes place aprox. 7 months after "Here There and Gone...", about July 2004, early July.
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Number one is that these characters do not belong to me. They mostly belong to Warner Bros etc.
Next story in the Re-write of my Mardi Gras series.
"Is it starting now?"
Kerry sighed good naturedly, "Sshh... no, not yet, be patient."
Sandy sighed melodramatically, "And why hasn't it gotten to the good part yet?"
Kerry shook her head and glanced over at her stereo system. "You have about four minutes."
"Four minutes."
Kerry took Sandy's hair in her hands in a ponytail and started to separate it into three clumps distractedly, to give them something to do. It had been her idea that the two of them did something other than sex. She was realizing that it was one of her worse ideas. "What you do is find something interesting about the music. If you're watching it live, find an instrument that you find interesting instead, and focus on that."
Sandy sighed with a smile as Kerry's fingers made soothing circles on the top of her head. "What'd you say?"
Kerry smiled, at least she wasn't the only one distracted.
The piece finished and Sandy leaned back into Kerry, "Well, it's not Miles or Dizz, but it's not bad. I can't believe that you like that, but not jazz."
Kerry grabbed a hair band from the nearby table and wrapped it around the bottom of the braid. "Then, I guess you'll just have to convince me to then, won't you?"
Sandy thoroughly defied both gravity and the laws of motion as she flipped her body around so that she was face to face with Kerry. She stuck out her tongue. Kerry took immediate advantage of this and kissed Sandy.
They were rudely interrupted by Kerry's phone trilling. Kerry reached over to see who it was and turned bright red. Sandy laughed and poked at Kerry's stomach. "Well, you're not going to answer it?"
Kerry silenced it and put it back down. "After seven months, you would think you'd know me better than that Lieutenant Lopez."
"Well, maybe I'm just givin' you a sack 'a grief there Doctor Kerry 'Player' Weaver."
Kerry narrowed her eyes at Sandy, but only for a second, before a smile broke onto her face. "What can I say, it's the crutch."
Sandy laughed and dragged them both to their feet. "And yet, somehow you restrain yourself, only two huh..."
Kerry looked down, "Sandy, I..."
Sandy took hold of Kerry's chin and brought it up. "No apologies. You do what you do, what makes you happy, the rest of the world can go fuck itself."
Kerry kissed Sandy's fingers and shook her head. "I'm not used to... any of this."
Sandy winced, "You do know that..."
Kerry raised an eyebrow and Sandy trailed off with a chuckle, "I said I'm not used to it, that doesn't mean I'm an idiot. That's why I'm always safe... I may be new compared to you or Kim or... anyone at this, but I'm not stupid."
Sandy took a step back and put her hands on her waist, "Are you making implications about the sort of woman I see?"
Kerry put a hand to her chest and the most innocent look on her face, "Who me?"
Sandy shook her head and gave Kerry a teasing kiss. "Wish I wasn't working tomorrow, are you?"
Kerry shook her head, "Apparently my lectures have been listened to after all. No one even called in sick, and for Fourth of July, I was impressed."
"You goin' to the party?"
Kerry frowned as she started cleaning up their mess of plates, food, etc. "Party?"
"Ah, you've never heard of the astounding Legaspi Fourth of July party? Tom Legaspi is a firefighter, so's TJ, his son, Tom Junior, and Morgan, his youngest daughter. They invite Cops, Firefighters, now that Kim's back at County she invites Docs, Nurses... Really, no invitation? Email?"
Kerry stopped moving, "You're right, I may have gotten an email about it. But I can't go..."
Sandy rolled her eyes and took a pile from Kerry's hands. "You two work together and haven't killed each other."
Kerry mumbled, "Or jumped each other."
Sandy looked up, "What?"
Kerry shook her head, "This would be different."
"You'd never see her, trust me. Ya gotta go, tell me all the gory details. Puleese?"
Kerry waited until Sandy put down the plates and then pushed at her shoulder. Sandy laughed and pushed back, then wrapped her arms around the redhead. "Ask Court to go with you."
"Working."
A laugh erupted from Sandy and another and another. She covered her mouth and gave a muffled, "Sorry."
Kerry shook her head, "Yes, I know, ironic."
"Go have fun. Please..."
Kerry sighed. "Fine, fine, I'll have fun."
"You are unique Kerry Weaver."
"Excuse me?"
Randi looked up, annoyed at being interrupted in her not working. "What do you..." She trailed off as she spotted the man who was speaking. He wasn't a staff member. He had red hair cut close to his head and green eyes. He wore a dark blue suit with a red and blue striped tie and a light blue shirt. "Oh, I'm sorry. What can I do for you sir?"
A small smile graced his features and Randi had just a second of deja vu, "I'm looking for a Kerry... I think it's Weaver. She works here, does medical segments for the NBC station in town as well?"
Randi frowned, the man in front of her had just gone from a cute guy with potential, to a slightly creepy guy who had obviously seen Kerry on the news. Still. "She's not here today. I can give her a message if you'd like?"
The man nodded slowly, "Yes, okay, sure." He took a card out, scribbled a number on the back and handed it to Randi. "I'm not, a stalker or anything if you're wondering. I'd just like to talk to her. I'm a Doctor as well, a Surgeon."
Randi chuckled, "That's better?" She glanced at the card. "Doctor Leonard, I will give Doctor Weaver your message."
"Oh, Doctor Weaver, before you go, I almost forgot to pass on a message."
Kerry smiled, "What would cause you to forget a message, could it have been the psychotic patient who had to be physically subdued, or perhaps the three traumatic fireworks injuries?"
Randi blinked, "Uh, right." She handed Kerry the card. "He said he just wanted to talk. It didn't seem like a, I want to poach you talk, or a, I want to murder you slowly talk. So..."
Kerry smiled and tilted her head to one side. "I'm not sure what I, what the ER would do without you."
Randi glanced around the ER, "Probably eat each others children. See ya tomorrow Doctor Weaver."
"Ah, you won't, I'm off."
"Oooh, you going to the big Legaspi bash?"
Kerry shrugged, "I'm thinking about it."
Randi nodded, "Been there. You should, it's a blast."
