“What? No.” Kerry was startled by how the conversation had veered off. “Abby, she asked if you and I were friends. I told her how you had been there for me through so much the past few years and then … then I realized that not only had I not been as supportive of you, but that I never really thanked you.”

Abby tilted her head back and looked up to where the stars would be. She off course couldn’t see any because of all of the light pollution, but she knew they were there.

“Kerry, that’s you. It’s who you are and it’s what you went through,” Abby was still looking up. “Besides you’ve done more for me than you seem to realize.”

Kerry just watched her, waiting for her to say more. Abby slowly turned to look at her.

“Do you know what it meant to me that you trusted me enough to do that tap on Henry?”

“You’re a good doctor.”

“I was a med student, Kerry,” Abby said with a bit of a laugh. “And Sandy was so freaked out when I said I was post call.”

Kerry reached out and put her hand on Abby’s.

“You were already a good doctor. You have great instincts and the best bedside manor I’ve ever seen. I wouldn’t have let you near my kid with a needle if I didn’t believe that.”

“Thanks.”

“We should do this more,” Kerry said pulling her hand back and standing up. “Would you find it too weird to have dinner some time?”

Abby thought about it. Hang out with Kerry Weaver outside of the hospital? That would be weird, and people might talk. Abby shook her head and dismissed these thoughts. Kerry was actually reaching out to someone. Who cared what anyone thought.

“No. That’d be good,” she replied standing up and starting to walk with Kerry towards the parking garage.”

“So is she coming back?”

“To Chicago, but not County.”

“Are you two …”

“I thought Luka would’ve told you.”

“That *****. I knew he was holding out on me.”

Kerry laughed.

“He was respecting my wishes, but I thought he might have said something because you two were together at the time. It was before Sandy and I wasn’t out.”