The Cemetery

When Sonny found Mike's grave, he saw Kellie sitting next to it; her crutches lying next to her.

"I know I promised I'd work things out with Sonny," he heard Kellie say, "But I don't know if I can stick around."

"Who's trying to punish themselves now?" Sonny asked her. Kellie wasn't as startled as he'd expected.

"Things get tough, I run the first chance I get," Kellie said, "That's what I've always done."

"You don't have to run," Sonny said, "You might actually I don't know be happy for once in your life."

"I'll spend more time waiting for the hell to spit something ugly out at me," Kellie said, "Eventually, I'll run, so I won't go crazy."

"You don't know that," Sonny said, sitting next to her, "You've never stayed in one place long enough to find out if you could let yourself be happy."

"When did you become a psychiatrist?" Kellie asked, "Oh wait I forgot, its part of the god complex."

"I'm only telling you the same thing you told me," Sonny said, "You don't feel that happiness is something you deserve. So you do everything to prove yourself right, push everyone away. It's a long, sad, lonely road. I don't think you really want to do that."

"I want to run," Kellie said, "But I just can't bring myself to do it."

"Good," Sonny said, "I want you to stick around. Besides you wouldn't want to break a promise you made to dying old man now, would you?"

Kellie didn't answer.

"You miss Mike," Sonny said, "He helped keep you sane. Anytime things got tough, you could always go to talk to him."

Kellie nodded.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you when he died," Sonny said, "I was out of line. You were hurting and I just hurt you more. I could make excuses. But no matter how deep of a hole I felt like I was in, I had no right to hurt you like that."

"Maybe you should be in therapy," Kellie said, "Work on your anger management issues."

"I know you didn't get your mouth from your mother," Sonny said.

"And I know I didn't get it from you," Kellie said, "It's all mine."

"Do you ever stop," Sonny asked, standing up, "Are you going to try to run with those crutches or come home?"

"It's not like I have a choice," Kellie said, "Jason already said he wouldn't cover for me this time when you and Lorenzo sent the bloodhounds after me."

Sonny helped Kellie get up.

"Jason helped you leave?" Sonny asked, surprised.

"No," Kellie said, "He did find me eventually, but he said he'd keep you at bay for me."

"That explains why he could never trace the presents you sent," Sonny said, guiding Kellie to the car.

"You can't fire him," Kellie said, "He already left."

"Okay, smart mouth," Sonny said, "Let's go home."