Disclaimer: I don't own Kitty, Sherlock, Joan or Clyde. Not that Clyde actually makes an appearance in this story.

That evening, both Kitty and Lucia sat on the same couch, indulging in the same foods. Lucia had managed to pull a few strings and get the window fixed that very day, which Kitty was very grateful for. Now, both sisters on the couch, making silent reparations with each other and watching the Discovery channel, neither girl wanted anything else.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Lucia asked quietly, breaking the silence. She raised her head which had previously been resting on Kitty's shoulder. Kitty sighed thoughtfully.

"I was hurt, and scared, and just so…" Kitty trailed off. She knew the word she wanted to say was 'broken', but she couldn't bring herself to say it. Whether it was fear that it would sound cheesy or fear that it would trigger new tears, Kitty was unsure. Kitty cleared her throat.

"After it happened, I didn't know what to do," she tried again. "So I ran, and eventually managed to forget my past."

"Then…why do you now seem to be embracing it now?" Lucia inquired. Kitty glanced down at her sister and then looked back at the television. She smiled at the question. It was the first time she had smiled in four days. It felt good to smile again.

"I told you earlier that another man found me," Kitty started. "His name is Sherlock. He was working with Scotland Yard when he found me. He took me on and trained me to be a detective. He took me back to New York to continue my training with him and the NYPD. I met his former partner, and I despised her at first. But then I embraced the fact that she had once been trained by Sherlock, too, and I started to learn off her too.

"In all of that training, Sherlock and his former partner, Joan, they helped to, well, fix me in a way. I learned to use my pain from my past to excel in my work."

Kitty stopped, fearing that if she continued, she'd cry again. She felt Luci's arms wrap around her.

"Then why did you leave?" she continued her little interrogation. Kitty almost laughed at that comparison, but also missed watching in on interrogations.

"Several nights ago, I found the man who raped me. I had every intention of killing him, but Sherlock talked me out of it. I instead caused him as much pain as I could and then ran. The NYPD might have looked the other way if I hadn't ever screwed up before, but that wasn't true. I had, and I'd used up all me favours. I ran away, again, and now have ended up here."

Kitty's voice was emotionless, just like she was feeling. This, of course, was her way of coping when overwhelmed with emotion. Lucia cuddled Kitty closer and Kitty didn't resist – she leaned into the hug.

"So that's why you never came back," Lucia mumbled into her sister's clothing. Kitty nodded, squeezing her eyes shut. Kitty had just been forgiven, and she knew it. It felt so, so, so good to be held by family. It felt even better to be held by family after not seeing them for five years and being forgiven for disappearing. Kitty didn't even know she had been crying until she heard herself draw in a shaky breath.

"Oh, Kitty," Lucia murmured, pressing light kisses to the top of Kitty's head. "It's okay."

"It feels so good to be here again," Kitty snivelled out in a barely audible whisper.

"See? You just can't stand to be away from me, can you, you big baby?" Lucia teased quietly. When Kitty let out a snort that was somewhere between a sob and a laugh, Lucia knew that she had done her job in cheering her sister up.

"So, what about Ty, Hannah and the gang?" Lucia inquired once she was sure that Kitty had stopped crying.

"What about them?" Kitty replied in a very snappish tone.

"Surely you didn't come from New York straight to this place," Lucia pointed out. Kitty sighed. Her sister knew her too damn well.

"I did go to Ty," Kitty admitted. "But left when he ran off the night I told him everything."

"Kitty, you really are an idiot," Lucia said bluntly. By this time, Kitty had pulled herself up and was facing the television again.

"What?" Kitty asked, turning her head. Lucia stared straight into her sister's eyes.

"You're an idiot for leaving Ty like that."

"I was being a burden, Lu!" Kitty snapped. "You don't understand anything."

"I'm an adult now, Kitty," Lucia retorted. "I know more than you think. And I still know Ty, I kept in touch with him. If he ran off after you told him, it was to clear his head."

"No!" Kitty said in her tone that she used when she was desperately close to killing someone out of anger and/or hurt. It was the same tone she had used the night she was talking to her offender. She spun around and lifted up the back of her top, revealing the scars. "This is why he ran. What I went through, that's why he ran. It's my fault that he had to leave to 'clear his head'."

"Kitty!" Lucia gasped in shock upon hearing her little rant and seeing her scars. Kitty let her top fall back down.

"No, Lu. Just leave," Kitty ordered in a shaky voice.

"No," Lucia's soft reply came from behind. Kitty turned around.

"I said: leave."

"No. I'm not leaving my sister when she's in a state like this," Lucia deadpanned. "I'm staying until I'm sure you don't need me anymore."

That was what Kitty had wanted, what Kitty had needed all along. She just hadn't realised it until that moment. She was the one who initiated the hug with her little sister and cried silently for a while. After she was all cried out, she pulled away. She could see that Lucia's eyes were watery, too.

When you laugh, I'll laugh with you. When you cry, I'll cry with you. When you beat the crap out of a guy for mistreating you, I'll join you in beating the crap out of him. When you sit in jail for beating up that guy, I'll be right there next to you.

Kitty smiled slightly at the memory of the "Sister's Oath" her and Lucia had made up when they were younger. The part she remembered in that moment was only a small part, but was still special for her.

"Feel better?" Lucia asked. Kitty nodded and swiped at her eyes.

"A bit."

"Good," Lucia said. "Now, you go have a shower, and then we'll talk about how to make things right with Ty and the rest of your friends."

Okay, now we're getting somewhere! This story is on a good path and will be tied up in a nice, neat little bow before the 20th chapter...or not. :) Let me know if you feel if I'm not staying true to the Elementary characters in certain parts. And I promise to revisit the "Sister Oath" in a later chapter. I will give you the whole version. Peace out! :)