Abby was surprised at how well she and Dave worked together. She'd mostly claimed the Acting ER Chief title because someone had to and she'd been at County, technically, longer. In reality there wasn't an Assistant Chief of the ER yet. Kerry had been deciding that when. Abby shook the thought out of her head.
Everyone working in the ER was subdued. Not everyone had liked Kerry, but there was a big leap for them between not liking their boss and wishing she was dead. They saw too many dead people of all walks of life to wish death on anyone or their family.
Abby looked at the board, everything seemed to be under control. They'd had a multi car crash come in, lost one, one was up in surgery losing his spleen most likely, and the rest would be several levels of alright. She straightened up. It was time to go all Weaver on Kim's ass.
She nearly slammed into Florina Lopez as they both got to the door to the Doctor's Lounge at the same time. "Ah, sorry Mrs. Lopez, what's wrong."
"Kimberly is inside?"
It was then that Abby's tired mind realized that the older was carrying Juliana and Henry was waiting quietly behind her. Even though part of her was pissed as hell at the tall blonde for sleeping with another woman before Kerry was even technically declared dead. Hell, the sun hadn't even gone down on Kerry's death. Still Abby knew that Henry and Juliana loved Kim as much as their mother did. "Ah, yes, is there..."
"Thank you."
She entered and Abby decided not to. Instead she looked up as Chaz hurried after a woman who looked familiar to Abby for some reason. "Ms. Torres, Ms..."
She whirled to face the med student, "One, it's doctor. Two..." She trailed off as she spotted someone at the other end of the hallway over Chaz's shoulder. "Erica."
As Abby got closer she saw Erica look up from the chart she was speaking to a Nurse about. The blonde surgeon blinked, "Callie."
Callie ignored Chaz, focused entirely on Erica. "Something's wrong with Arizona."
Erica stared at Callie for what seemed like forever. Handed the chart to the nurse and walked to Chaz and Callie. Abby joined them. "Pratt, may I have the chart."
Chaz handed it over. "Doctor Malucci signed off on it. She had a head injury, that's why she's still here, observation."
"She had a bit of bruising on her chest?"
Chaz nodded, "I got an X-Ray. It was clean."
"Get..."
Abby beat Erica to it as she handed Erica the chart, "A CT with contrast. And make sure she doesn't cough or throw up Chaz."
Chaz frowned, "Did I miss."
It was Callie who spoke, "Oh God, sometimes it doesn't show up on an X-Ray does it. The crash caused some sort of tear in her aorta."
Erica nodded and handed the chart back to Chaz. "She'll need..."
Callie interrupted her ex, "You."
"Callie, that..."
Callie crossed her arms over her chest, "What, you wouldn't want Arizona owing you?"
Erica stood there as the seconds ticked by. Finally she shook her head, "Fine. Get the CT to make sure. I'll book the OR."
Erica looked over both Chaz and Callie's shoulders and met Abby's eyes, "Kerry or no Kerry, this shouldn't have been missed."
"I know."
******
"Florina, what..."
Florina handed Juliana to Kim. "My sister in New York is hurt. I have to go now. Take them. Stay at Kerry's. Please."
Considering that Kim had been fast asleep only moments before she thought she was doing well following Florina. "But Florina I'm not..."
"Have to go, I'm sorry." And then she was gone.
Kim stared down at Juliana, who stared right back.
Henry blinked a few too many times and swallowed a couple of times before he could speak. "May we watch Toy Story 2?"
Kim was still mostly asleep so Henry's question seemed like quite a non sequitur. "Two? Why? I mean..."
"Jules' favorite. Makes her laugh. Is Mama D-E-A-D?"
Kim blew out a breath, "Yes bud. Hey, for now, how 'bout we go home. Your home, and watch Toy Story 2? Okay?"
Henry nodded, "Okay, my home?"
Kim realized what the smart lad had gleaned from her half asleep words. "Your, Jules and your Mom's home."
******
"Great, I'm stuck on some alien planet, or someplace random on Earth with two moons with broken who knows what and a door that seems to respond to my thoughts and what do I have running through my head. Something from Kim's crazy iPod playlist, Gabe freaking Dixon Band."
Kerry sighed and slowly sat up. Her shoulder didn't really feel too broken, but she was quite amazed that she had successfully run for any distance, because her knee cap definitely felt broken. "Must be a vertical break. Now, why couldn't I have fallen into a Star Trek planet with the cute redhead doc with a bone regenerator. Or maybe the one with the spotty lady who called the young guy old man." She sighed, "Um... lights, my mind really, really, really wants lights?"
She managed not to jump when where she was sitting abruptly lit. "Floor lights, recessed, a flair for decorating then. Not a government facility. Why am I talking to myself..."
She slowly stood with the help of the wall and carefully took a step forward, "Definitely a vertical break. Okay. Next, find a radio..." She glanced at the lights, "You wouldn't happen to have a handy dandy replicator somewhere in wherever here this is?"
When nothing happened she shook her head with a self deprecating smile, "Follow the lights it is. Ugh... I soo wasn't thinking when I ran."
******
Cassie rubbed at the back of her neck as she slowly sat up. She spotted her Mom coming around and joined her. They were in what looked like a lab. From the thickness of the door Cassie guessed it was a well secured lab. Janet groaned as she regained consciousness. "What the hell was Kerry thinking?"
Janet didn't move her head from Cassie's lap as Cassie answered, "What are those two crazy broads so worried about. I just landed on a farm on Earth. The Psycho's not paying attention to me. I'll go find a phone and call 9-1-1." Cassie sighed, "There are two problems with that. One, no 9-1-1 on an alien planet, which we're definitely on."
Janet kept her eyes closed, "But she could still find help from the native population."
"There is no native population, well, there is now that I'm here. That's the second problem Mom." Janet opened her eyes, "I do believe we're on Hanka."
"Oh."
******
Henry whispered to Kim, "Kim... why are you crying?"
Kim wiped her eyes and put and arm around Henry. Juliana was riveted to the screen where the female rodeo doll was having her montage. "What's your favorite movie Henry?"
"Nim's Island."
"Oh?"
Henry nodded, "Mama's a writer and even though I'm not her's, her's, she still loves me and will always, always..." Henry sniffled and laid his head against Kim's side.
Kim smoothed his hair and finished his thought, "will always be there for you. And, she will be. Now, your Mom is an author, since when?"
Henry slipped out from under Kim's arm and spoke as he was nearly out of the room, "Show you."
A minute later he was back with a singular book, "Mama won't let me read them." He frowned, "Even though Mama lets me read whatever I want. It's a con... conun..."
"Conundrum." Kim opened the book and read the first few lines. "Ah, I think your Mom's right. We should probably watch the movie. I think we're getting to the good part."
Henry crawled back under Kim's arm and tried to sneak a look at the inside of the book, but Kim was too fast and closed it.
Henry looked at the TV, "They're all good parts Kim."
******
"Erica? Your hands are shaking." Doris grabbed said hands. "Is this about Ker..."
"No. Kiss me. Truthfully sex would be better, but we don't have time for that at the moment. Kiss me."
"I... we talked about..."
Erica shook her head, "Look, I have to go in there and put my hands on Arizona Robbins heart and fix it. And all that's running through my head is 'she's sleeping with Callie', over and over and over. I'm over Callie, I thought I was over Callie, no, I'm over Callie. Look Doris, I can't make even the slightest mistake on this. Kiss me damnit."
Doris moved closer and their lips met in an uncomfortable way, but after a second she felt Erica's hand on the back of her head and she was lost in the accretion disk of Erica Hahn. The thought that flitted through her head was that she needed to watch much less Discovery Channel and have more sex with Erica.
Doris pulled back abruptly and looked down at Erica's hands. They were rock steady. "Good to know I have a chilling way about me."
Doris looked up as she felt Erica's hand on her cheek, "Trust me Doris Wolfe. Only on the nerves in my arms."
Doris sighed as Erica's hand dropped, "Yes, well, at least you get to go perform surgery. Release some of your pent up energy. I get to sit here and do my pile of paperwork after that kiss."
Erica gave Doris a half sympathetic look and was gone. Doris sighed, "And she wonders why we broke up."
******
"It was my fault. I didn't..." Dave shook his head, "Weaver would have killed me. Med Student 101, sometimes an X-Ray isn't good enough."
"You're right, she would have, but she's not here, we are, and we're working without a whole exam room and we were slammed. She's still alive, Hahn's going to repair it."
"Have you talked to Chaz?" Abby shook her head from side to side, "Good. I will."
Dave started towards the lounge, but Abby stopped him, "Dave... don't Weaver him too hard."
Dave gave a non-committal shrug and Abby sighed. Randi put an arm around Abby. "You okay?"
"You're back?" Randi nodded, "Still angry at Kim?" Randi nodded again. Abby paused, "And no, I'm not okay, but I'll live. Is that your Detective?"
"Doyle."
Terrence Doyle stopped at the admit desk in front of the two women. "Fronczak. Doctor Lockhart. Do you want the bad news or the worse news?"
"Bad first."
Terrence nodded, "No one has any clue what the hell killed and apparently disintegrated everything in that room."
Abby closed her eyes for a moment, "So, they know for sure that the three of them are dead?"
"I didn't say that. I mean, what else could they be but dead. The thing is, though, that they went over that room with a fine tooth ALS, not to mention cadaver dogs who can sus out blood or a dead person like nobody's business. There doesn't seem to be any trace of, well, anything in there, including any proof they were ever in that room."
Randi frowned, "The worse news?"
Terrence winced, "Detective Howard. Kay, is right at this moment visiting a psychic." Terrence turned to Abby. "You're sure about this woman. This Doctor Legaspi. She wouldn't make up seeing the two of them, three of them. Doctor Fraisers in the room and Doctor Weaver entering?"
"Not on your life."
Terrence sighed, "Well, for right now, they're listed as missing, not dead. What a puzzle. Damn I hate puzzles."
******
Kerry had found a chair. She stared at it. There was what looked like Latin written on it. "Latin... well, Latin by drunk Romans who can't spell or conjugate right." She stared at it for another second before she sagged into it with a sigh. If she'd had enough energy she'd have jumped when it seemed to come to life under her.
Instead, she spoke to it. "You wouldn't be able to fix my knee would you mister chair? Yep, definitely have a concussion, talking to a chair."
Needless to say, it didn't answer. "Can I see my friends? Though, I guess if I got up the cojones to ask Kim to spend the rest of her life with me they'd sorta be fami... Oh."
A semi transparent screen came up showing Cassie, whose head was in some sort of contraption, screaming in pain. While nearby a now bound Janet Fraiser was trying to go to her daughter. Nirrti just seemed to have a permanent smirk on her face.
Kerry made a face at the screen. "Wish I could just think that damn... whatever the hell she is... dead."
"You could, but Hanka ran out of drones long before even Nirrti showed up."
Kerry thought it and the chair whirled around, nearly throwing her from it. "Ah, shit."
