Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.

Summary: Something slightly different that happened after Rampage. Kerry and Jeanie reunite.

A/N: Not my best work, but I believe it has a good underlying feeling to it, maybe, if you squint really hard at it, even if the words aren't the most polished I've written. I just don't really love the story anymore. Still, I wrote it, so here it is.

Kerry mumbled mild invectives as she stared down at a chart. The atmosphere in the ER was back to being tenser than a Anterior Cruciate Ligament. The only person who even spoke to Kerry was Randi, and she usually paid the price for that.

"Luka..." Luka didn't say a word as he moved towards the admit desk. Kerry looked at the swarm of informants for the hospital's gossip mill and shook her head, "The lounge."

She led the way and gestured towards the table. Luka sat, and Kerry leaned against the window. "You're a great Doctor Luka, no one has ever said anything other than that, but you need to distance

yourself." A minuscule smirk came to Kerry's face, "You might be a saint, but I need you not to act like one."

Luka frowned, "So, if someone comes in hurt, do I let them stay injured?"

Kerry shook her head, and took a deep breath, "No, that's your job. I would never say don't treat someone Luka. Just don't try to change their life for the better."

Luka stood up and moved the chair back in, "I'm not sure I can do that Kerry."

Kerry shrugged a little almost in concession, "At least be more discrete when you try to solve the world's problems Luka. Okay?"

A small smile appeared on Luka's face, and an understanding look, "Ah, I see, I will do my best Kerry."

Kerry nodded, "That's all we can do everyday."

Luka started to speak but Kerry shot a silencing look at him, "Right..."

As Luka left the room Kerry shook her head, and slowly followed him. She strolled over to the admit desk and took a fresh glance at the basically clear board, and placed her name next to a patient.

She walked into the exam room took one look and spoke, "Don't move a muscle."

Abby and the woman on the bed both looked up. The woman's face creased into the beginnings of a grin, while Abby clenched her jaw, "Yes, Dr. Weaver?"

Kerry moved towards the bed, "What are you doing?" Abby started to speak, "Who ordered this?"

Abby looked confused, "Gal...Carter...why?"

Kerry closed her eyes, "Thank you Abby. Look, I'll sort this out. I think Chuny and Yosh were talking loudly about the fact that they needed help with something in four." Abby winced.

The woman chuckled as she readjusted herself on the uncomfortable bed. "Do you still eat Med students for breakfast?" She had the slightest twinkle in her eyes as she said this.

Kerry rolled her eyes, but at the same time her face lit up with a light that had gone out months ago. "Well, Jeanie Boulet Moore, yes, he was a med student, but a relatively new one. So no chewing out

of yet. Still John should have imparted the taking of a history before now. Hell, Gallant should know to anyway."

Jeanie held up a hand, "Actually to be fair. I was unconscious at the time, and it's just Jeanie Boulet."

Kerry rubbed the bridge of her nose as she put down Jeanie's chart. "Just tell me that he didn't do it?"

Jeanie's laugh reverberated to the soles of Kerry's shoes. "No, he didn't. I thought that you had stopped mentoring people after you became chief? You are still the chief? It has only been a year since we last talked."

Kerry shrugged, "Gallant soaks up everything that is thrown his way, I delivered a baby via C-section with his help while the mother was still alive. And both survived. But I feel bad that I haven't dropped you a line, even an email. Life's been...busy for me, Basically a series of penalty kicks taken from 12 feet away that all have been directed at my head."

Jeanie nodded, "Yeah, a lot has happened this year. A lot has changed."

Kerry nodded, "Same here. Now, down to business 'kay? What happened?"

Jeanie smiled at Kerry's double clutch from friend to doctor, "Nothing. I just passed out."

Kerry shot Jeanie a stern look, "Just...? Have you been sick, do you have any other symptoms. Lightheadedness, double vision, nausea, coldness of your extremities."

Jeanie raised her eyebrows at the last one, and looked down at her hands, "None of them. Today was a good day actually."

Kerry took a step back after examining Jeanie, "You look fit as a fiddle." Jeanie started to get up, "But..."

Jeanie frowned, "What?"

Kerry was writing something, "Give me a sec..."

Jeanie groaned, "How about this..."

Kerry looked up, "What?"

Jeanie leaned back a little, "We get something to eat or drink and catch up."

Kerry stared back at Jeanie for a second before her face creased into a smile, "Sure, we could try to go over to Doc Magoos or something."

Jeanie smiled, "Do they still have the clotburgers?"

Kerry laughed as she looked over Jeanie's chart one last time, "They've gotten worse, or better if you like the clotting part."

Gallant walked into the room and did a quick about face and exited.

Kerry shook her head and started out the door of the room, "Gallant..."

Jeanie chuckled, "The more things change, the more they stay the same."