Kerry's head snapped up, "A bus is pulling in." She was out the door before anyone could even speak. She got outside and spotted Di, "You're with me." As the back door opened she was ready to rip Doris and her partner a new one. But everything stopped as she saw who was on the gurney.

She didn't hear the bullet or anything other than the beating of her heart until she was in the trauma room at the head of Kim's gurney. She blinked, the tools to intubate were in her hands and Abby was bumping her hip and calling her name.

"No, no..." She shook her head, "I have it. The other driver?" Kerry intubated Kim all on instinct, connecting everything without losing a beat. "Well?"

Doris spoke, "Dead on the scene, on his way to Upton."

"Oh?"

Carlos appeared next to Kerry, "Abby..."

Abby nodded, trying to move Kerry again, "I've got it Carlos."

Kerry fought her, "NO... no, damnit, not again, please, not again."

Carlos practically dragged Kerry from the Trauma room, and Kerry fought him all the way to the bench he practically threw her down on. "Hey, hey..." He slapped her and ducked as a fist came whizzing towards him. "Do you trust your staff."

Kerry yanked her arms away from Carlos and slumped deeper into the chair. "Not with her. Not again..." She put a hand to her head and looked around, "I have to do something, I have to help. I have to..."

"Sit down and wait for your son to get here."

Kerry stared at Carlos, "I can't do this again Carlos."

"You won't."

Kerry closed her eyes and sat there. Finally she took a breath, stood, and opened her eyes. She put a hand on Carlos' arm and guided him into the doctor's lounge. "What happened?"

"Kerry.."

"Tell. Me. What. Happened. Now."

Carlos held his hands up, "We had to destroy the car to get her out."

"I don't give a damn about the car Carlos, keep going."

Carlos frowned, "A Hummer, rented they think, crashed through a red light. Hit her in the driver's side, he flew out his front window and... well, went splat. He was going fast, too fast. I know she has a broken arm. Other than that I was focusing on other things." He took Kerry's chin in his hand and turned her head so their gazes met. "You have to let it out Ker, you..."

"No... God, you're just like your sister." She jerked her chin from his hand, "No, if I didn't care I wouldn't be in this damn, this, this... mess."

She powered out the lounge door. There was a purpose to her step but Carlos could see that the anger, confusion, and pain she had displayed before was crammed in the recesses of her brain, and put down in the pit of her soul.

She caught up to Kim's gurney, "Di, you stay with her. Who's the surgeon?"

Abby answered, "Dubenko, and Neela's Ortho guy as well."

Di spoke nervously, "What if he kic..."

"Then you tell him that I may not be the Chief of Staff anymore, but it won't matter when I get done with him." She paused, "But, he won't kick you out. Go..."

The elevator door opened, the elevator was blessedly empty. After a moment the doors closed, winging its car and passengers up towards surgery.

Kerry peeled her eyes from the elevator door and looked at Abby. "That's Kim's blood."

"Kerry..."

"Clean up, we have patients."

Abby glanced over at Haleh as Kerry moved away. "That's not good."

"But she's right."

Randi looked one way, then the other and slipped through the morgue door. She slammed a knee into a desk, at least she hoped it was a desk, but managed to let out only a small squeak of pain.

She jumped as a voice came from the darkness, "Lookin' for someone?"

Randi held a hand to her chest as the lights came up, "Why?"

"You like sneaking around morgues?"

Randi frowned at the gray haired woman, "I need to know who the other driver was, in the Hummer."

The woman crossed her arms over her scrub covered chest, "Why?"

"I think it was on purpose."

"I wouldn't be able to tell..."

Randi bit back a snappish reply, focusing on why she was there. "Look, I think it was her husband, Doctor Ken Court."

The woman's head tilted, "And why do you care?"

"They're my friends... And Kim's up there somewhere, dying because some jerk plowed into her with a Hummer, a damn truck that shouldn't even be on the streets."

"I won't say his name, but you're right, as far as the who... The rest is up to the police."

Randi took a breath and let it out slowly, "And he's dead?"

The woman stared at Randi, "What do you do here, what's your name?"

"Randi Fronczak, I'm a clerk upstairs."

The woman let her arms drop to her sides, "Hmmm..."

Randi crossed her arms over her chest, "What about you?"

"Ah, I thought you knew. Doctor Upton, Gray Upton. Would you do something for me Ms. Fronczak?"

Randi shrugged and narrowed her eyes. "It doesn't involve dead bodies, does it?"

Gray let a chuckle loose, "Ah, no... but if you get a moment can you give me a call..." She handed Randi a card with her cell phone number on it. "...when you hear something about Kim?"

Randi looked down at the card and back up at Gray, "Uh, yeah, of course. Sorry I disturbed you."

Gray shook her head, "You didn't, stop by any time."

Randi opened her mouth and closed it, shaking her head, "Probably not..."

Gray smiled, "Your loss and... thank you."

"If she were like this on a normal day I'd say, call Kim..."

"But we can't, so we watch her in pain." Abby turned to Frank. "Is Kim out of surgery yet."

"Don't know."

Randi appeared and spoke, "She's not."

Frank glanced over at his fellow clerk, "You're off."

Randi shrugged, "I had something to do. She's not out yet, but I'm going up there."

Abby looked at Kerry and then Randi, "Do you think you can get her to go upstairs with you?"

Randi glanced over at curtains where Kerry seemed to be just getting finished with a patient. "Have you tried?" Abby shrugged, "And yet you think I could?" Abby nodded. Randi straightened her jacket over her shoulders and went towards Kerry.

Abby watched as Randi put a hand on Kerry's shoulder and spoke to her. There was no confrontation in Randi's body language. "She's almost better at it than Kim. It's like they're twins, Randi and Kerry, their births separated by years. Sorta weird to watch."

A chortle came from behind Abby, "No one is better at talking Kerry out of her... quirks, than my sister. But, in Kim's absence, I hope Randi gets her upstairs."

Abby turned, "Craig, right?" Craig nodded, "Did I hear you say earlier that Kerry's house burned?"

Craig nodded, "To the ground."

They both looked up as they heard Henry's voice, "Mama..."

Kerry hefted the boy into her arms, "C'mon, let's go upstairs and wait for Kim."

Henry's face had a frown on it, "Is Kim gonna go away forever?"

Kerry held Henry tighter, "I hope not Henry... will you keep us company?" He nodded and sniffed back tears.