Kerry looked up at Kim as they left the Summers' residence. "Do you have any idea where you're going?"
"Not... a... clue. I just had to...they were driving me insane."
"I want to stay."
Kim's eyes bugged out, "What?"
"Hey, that's my line."
Kim rolled her eyes, "Ha ha. Look at me laughing my ass off. But really, why? It is so..."
"Not like me?"
"Well, I was going to say impulsive. But to each her own." Kim stopped on the sidewalk, took a hold of Kerry's shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "Do you mean it?"
Kerry took a deep breath, "Romano is a asshole cow and getting more bovine by the minute. The ER's budget seems to be going down the toilet. Romano has had Susan take over all the fun parts of my job. The new boy Pratt is a brat..." Kerry tilted her head to one side for a moment and then shook it. "Plus, I want to get to know my family."
Kim took a deep breath, "Not to play Devil's Advocate or anything. But how can you be sure that she is your sister."
"Because I see that face that is in that picture every day in the mirror. Not a reasonable facsimile, not somewhere close, but that face. She has the same birthday as me, and we would be the same age. The only difference. Well okay, there is more than one. But she had a family, I didn't."
Kim mused for a second. Kerry could see the wheels turning. "Well, this town does seem to need some Psychiatric help. And just dealing with those young adults could become a full time job." Kerry snorted.
Kerry leaned into Kim. Wrapping her arms around the lanky blonde. "We should probably get back to their house, make sure they haven't killed each other. Talk to Tara. Thank you for not reaming her out too."
Kim smiled and gave Kerry a lingering kiss. "You're welcome. But there really was no reason to. She got shot, and then came back to life. Not exactly her own fault now is it." Kerry smiled.