A/N: I've haven't updated this story in a long while. Really bad case of writer's block. But now I'm back and hopefully be able to finish this story. Only thing, I'm changing in my last story is the time period of the case. Instead of murder happening inn 2001, it's gonna be 1996, making Kim currently twenty-nine instead of twenty-four, making her three years younger than Kat. It's the only waymy new idea's going to work. Well I hope you'll enjoy this chapt., if anyone's still reading it.

Disclaimer: If I owned 'em, some people wouldn't exist and a certain someone wouldn't gotten shot.(But it was a good episode)

Two weeks have gone by. Two weeks since Kat Miller came back to work. Two weeks since her two week 'vacation'. Two weeks since she and Nick saw Kim Miller. Two weeks since she's had a conversation with her sister without insults, swearing, and their DNA imprinted glares burning holes into each other's souls. Two weeks…

"Who took the last doughnut?!" Four detectives glance over to the break room.

Will chuckles, going back to his report. "You know damn well who took the last doughnut, especially if it wasn't you." Let the games begin…

Nick eyes shift to Kat, who smirk of mischief and triumph, oh and some powder residue from, obviously from a lemon filled powder doughnut.

"You left a lil' evidence there, Miller. You're not exactly the brightest criminal are ya?"

Kat picks up a napkin and wipes the corners of her mouth, removing the evidence with her smirk still in place. "Oh I just left it there for you to use those so called 'detective skills' for once. Figured it out yet?"

Nick rolls his eyes as he walks over to his desk with his coffee. "My detective skills are more than kickass, thank you very much." I could beat you in a game of Clue anytime, anyplace. "I knew it was you who took it."

Kat chuckles with a roll of the eyes. "Right, 'cause Will here had to give you a hint for an answer you should have already known. My ten year old daughter has better detective skills than you." She leans back in her chair and places her feet on her desk, holding her coffee. "But then again, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

Scotty chuckles, along with Will, as he walks past Nick's desk. "You gonna take that Nick? She just called you out on your shitty detective skills. You just gonna take that?"

Lilly tries to stifle her own laughs. Everyone knew that Nick Vera detective skills can crack a frozen coconut with ease. But it sure as hell entertaining to watch Miller knock these guys' egos every now and again. She kept them in line, while Miller kept them on their toes. Their silent partnership has worked well. "Scotty, no need to add fuel to the fire. Just because you have nothing entertaining in your life, doesn't mean for you to try for a double team." She looks up, meeting up his eyes. "You'd only get burn in the process."

Lilly glances over to Kat to see her looking back at her. A silent look to show that their silent pact of 'Sisterhood' was strong. Because everyone knows that 'Girls Rule and Boys Drool.'

Nick scrunches up his face as if he were having stomach problems. "This is awful. You have now sucked Lil into the game of debate, Miller." He looks over at Scotty. "They've decided to combine their wicked 'Girl Power' and is set to destroy us all."

Scotty shakes his head with a grin, looking at his notes. "I think it's your paranoia that's gonna hold us back."

"Don't say I didn't tell you." Nick takes a sip of his coffee, and glances over to the entrance and sees someone familiar from a distance. Oh shit! She really didn't just show up, did she? There she was, Kim, looking for, Kat? Ofcourse she looking for Kat. Who would she be looking for? Me? But for some reason, he found himself getting up and heading for the entrance to meet her.

I don't even know if I'm on the right floor. If she just answer her damn phone…

Kim turns around, getting ready to walk back to the first floor.

"Looking for someone?" A familiar, cocky voice and a very large shadow approached.

Keep it cool. Keep that poker-face. Remember why you're here. Kim turns to face the voice with a slight smile combined with slight worry. "Definitely nice to see you Detective Vera." She sees a smile pull on his lips, and she hurriedly glances away, clearing her throat.

It's been two weeks since I saw him, why is so damn awkward every time I see him.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" He looks her up and down at her fireman, well firewoman, uniform.

Kim sighs. "Yeah I was at work but I had to come here for something. So, um, have you seen my sister? Kinda have an emergency."

The smile slowly fades. "Is everything okay?"

As an automatic defense, her eyes narrow and her right hands finds its place on her hips. "No offense but, it's none of your business on why I need to see my own sister."

The smile drops off completely. "I'll go get her." He walks away back over to wherever he came from.

Kim slowly looks at her position and sighs, dropping her hand. Great, scare 'em off, Kimmy.

"You have someone here to see you."

Kat looks up from her computer with her feet still propped up on her desk, not exactly sure what he said, or if he was even talking to her. "What?"

Nick points his thumb behind him toward the entrance. "She's looking for ya. Says some kind of emergency."

Kat looks over and- Oh great. What kind of emergency could this possibly be? She didn't even realize she was hesitating until she heard Vera snapping his fingers in her face. "You gonna move your hand, or am I gonna have to break it of and feed it to you?"

Nick chuckles retracting his hand. "You gonna get off your ass, or are you gonna sit there like a zombie for the rest of the day."

Kat had no words. Of course not. The asshole just pointed out the obvious. She sends him a glare, although it sent him a notice that he won that particular round of snarks. Luckily, Will was talking to Boss in the office, Lilly was minding her own business, as usual, and Scotty was, wherever. So there were no witnesses of her defeat, therefore to her, it didn't happen. She dropped her legs from her desk and causally made her way to her sister.

Two long damn weeks…

"Hey."

Kim face went on alert but recovered quickly. "Hey um, Dina gave me a call- By the way, how in the hell did she get my number?"

Kat rolls her eyes. "Mom wanted it, in case of an emergency."

Kim shrugs her shoulders. "Well, she couldn't get a hold of you, kept going to voicemail. Said some 'bout Veronica, school, bully and fight. That's all I picked up out of the conversation." She chuckles. "Kept trying to tune out her voice." An awkward silence sweeps through. "So uh, I guess you need to pick up the kid or something. Dina's work and can't get her. From the way her voice sounded, I don't think the kid won, possibly ass kicked?" She finishes with uncertainty, but then follows a smirk. "You know what that's like, right?"

What the hell is that's supposed to mean? I'd never let anyone kick my ass. Kat eyes darken and she clears her throat. "Well um, thank you."

Without even a goodbye, Kat just turns around and walk off with the news just hitting her she walks faster to her desk and grabs her coat and purse, also checking her phone. Damn, forgot to turn her phone on. Twelve missed calls?!

Nick glances over, noticing her slight worry. "Is everything okay?"

She answers as she rushes out. "Veronica's school called. Tell Boss I'm taking some lost hours." There no way in hell I ever got my ass kicked.

A/N: Hopfully I'll be able to update faster and be avoid writer's block...