A/N: Sorry about the delay with this part, other than life getting in the way, about 3/4th of the way through it I realized, crap, I left Bridget and Helen in the car, and had to rewrite a big part of the chapter.

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Elena Lopez gave a half smile to Kerry as the redhead came in the front door of Guillermo and Florina's house. "Henry has her mostly calmed down." The young woman looked much like her older sister save one thing. Where Sandy had been short and normal sized, Elena was as tall as her father Guillermo, at least 5'10", and as skinny as a rail.

Elena frowned when she saw Kerry's crutch, "Kerry, what happened?"

Kerry shook her head, "Doesn't matter. Leonora?"

Elena started towards the rooms that the various grandkids stayed in when they stayed over at Florina and Guillermo's. "Mama tried for a while to calm her, but," Elena shook her head, "Lee wanted her Mom not her Grandmom or Aunt."

Both Henry and Lee looked up when Elena and Kerry stepped into the room, and then rushed over to Kerry. "Mama- home- home now please."

Kerry picked her up with her left arm, "We're going home right now... Elena..."

"I'll tell Mama you left, but, just a bit of friendly sister-in-law advice. If you figure out why the little lady here freaked out..."

Kerry barely resisted rolling her eyes, "Call your mother and assuage her guilt?"

"Something like that."

Kerry rubbed circles on Leonora's back, "Thank you Elena."

Elena frowned, "For?"

Kerry's eyes twinkled, "Convincing your father to distract your mother."

She, Kerry and Henry walked back towards the front door, "Oh- you can pay me back by setting me up with a cute doc or two." Kerry gave Elena a look, "Male doc to be more specific. Well, if I have a couple more years like this last one, maybe..."

"Elena."

Elena opened and held open the door for the Weaver family, "Yeah, you're right. I just couldn't do it- I hate guys, but, I love 'em too. You know what I mean?"

Kerry smiled, "I actually think I do."

"But with women?"

Kerry just rolled her eyes with a smile, "Thank you Elena."

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"So, she's quite nice this... Allison. Although she insisted on being called Cameron. Why on earth would I do that when she has a perfectly good first name." Teresa smiled to herself, "I think that she actually kinda likes that I call her that, I guess we'll see, we're going on a proper date sometime next week." Teresa sat next to Roberta, holding the older woman's hand in her own. Roberta finally stirred, her eyes slowly blinking open. "Hey Roberta. How're you doing?"

"Kim?"

Teresa shook her head, "Still stable, and still not awake. Just your neighborhood cop here to keep you company."

"Young lady."

Teresa rolled her eyes as she finished Roberta's thought, "I shouldn't be so dismissive of myself. Workin' on it Roberta."

"I... are Julian, Calvin, Tasmin and the boys with her?"

Teresa nodded, "As well as Kate and Christy during non-work hours."

Roberta sighed, "Christy."

Teresa squeezed Roberta's hand, "She's been there for Ki-"

Roberta gave Teresa a look as she cut her off, "You can go too honey."

"Nah, can't stand that bitch Christy."

That pulled a short laugh from Roberta, "Thank you Teresa." Teresa opened her mouth to ask another question, but Roberta answered before Teresa could speak, "I'm alive Teresa. I know that later I may feel different, but, right now. I'm alive, and Kim's alive and that can't be a bad thing." She took a breath, but not a long enough one to let Teresa get in a word. "So, are you going to ask Kate out?"

"Roberta... I am perfectly able to take care of my own personal life you know."

"Oh, I know. But, you're not getting any younger young lady. So?"

Teresa shook her head. "No, but..."

"What's his name? Or her?"

"Allison."

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Leonora was tucked in and Kerry stuck her head into Henry's room. "Goodnight Henry."

"Mama."

She came in and sat on the edge of the bed and put her crutches down on the floor. She had switched to two of the more conventional wooden ones "What's up?"

"Is Lee going to be okay Mama?"

Kerry brushed back a lock of hair from Henry's forehead, "You need a haircut."

"Mama..."

"Yes, I think so. Did she say anything?"

Henry looked away from Kerry, "She wouldn't believe me or Nanna that you were okay. I told her and promised her and-" He paused, "Mama, are you okay?"

Kerry patted the brace around her knee, "This is holding it together. It was broken vertically, which means..."

Henry interrupted his Mom, "Oh, I know."

"Yes?"

He put his hands together horizontally, "Because the pully stuff is on the top and bottom and so it would pull the bone apart, like this." He did the motion, "But that doesn't happen as much if you broke it up and down. Right?"

A small smile came to Kerry's lips, "Yes, sort of. Pully stuff?"

Henry yawned, "I'm tired."

Kerry leaned down and kissed Henry's forehead, "I love you Henry."

"I love you too Mama." He closed his eyes.

Kerry stood, with a barely audible sigh put her arms over the crutches and left the room. Somehow she managed not to collapse until she got to the sofa. She put a hand to her head as the talking started. Bridget mostly, though Helen chimed in too. Kerry listened to none of it and after a few minutes they realized that she wasn't listening.

"Kerry- this is important."

That was Helen. Kerry practically growled back a response. "So says the woman who has disowned me not once, but twice now. Just- stop dancing around whatever it is that you need and ask."

Both women were silent for a moment before Helen spoke, "I need a liver, or part of a-"

"Lobe."

"A part of a liver. My son and Bridget are not good matches. You..."

"No."

Helen blinked in surprise. Bridget spoke, "How can you say no to your own mother?"

With every last ounce of strength Kerry stood and grasped the crutches under her arms, "Look. I have two kids and am the Head of a very busy Emergency Department, when exactly do you think I would have time to recover from this surgery? Not to mention that I just broke my kneecap. No. Now, please leave."

Bridget stood and approached Kerry, getting into the redhead's personal space, "How can you... she's our -mother-"

Kerry didn't get angry in response, simply took a step back as she responded, "No. My mother was Leonora Walker Weaver, the woman my daughter was named after. She saw me through every flu, cough, cold, the hell of being an outcast because of my crutch and all my other kid and teenage heartbreaks. Please go. I'm tired and in pain and have a long day tomorrow."

Bridget looked as though she wanted to fight with her half sister some more, but surprisingly it was Helen who took Bridget by the arm and gently led her out the front door. When Helen was alone in the doorway she turned back towards Kerry. "I'm sorry."

Kerry just stayed standing in the living room, staring down at the floor.