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She almost laughed hysterically. "If I had my way," she drew in a lungful of air through her nose, "I'd never talk about it, but I know that the police are going to need details. So, if you want to hear about it," she swallowed past the painful lump in her throat, "you should be there in the room when I talk to them. I don't know when I'll ever want to talk about it again."
Kay felt him lean closer and press a kiss to the top of her head.
"As long as you know that I'm here for you, Kay. All I need is you."
She looked up at him and then at the sky over their heads.
"I'm going to need it to get darker faster," she grumbled under her breath. "I want to curl up and sleep for a week, but I know procedures."
He drew her along with him across the parking lot.
His crew caught her gaze as she walked through the first responders who'd been called out to the fire.
She returned their nods and smiles in kind and found herself lifted into Ambulance Sixty-five by Gibson's strong hands.
It was a strange feeling.
As if she was weightless and free at the same time and still filled with nerves.
Raffe and Ramsey didn't waste time.
They took her vital signs and asked her all of the diagnostic questions that she would have asked, but she didn't give them any trouble. Sitting down on the gurney had felt good at first, but now that they'd concluded she wasn't needing the care of the Emergency Room staff, she started to scoot toward the open doorway of the ambulance.
Gibson's shrewd assessing gaze made her heart flutter in her chest.
When he held his hand out to her, she smiled and put her hand in his.
Raffe took her other hand and helped her down to the ground.
Kay looked around her at the three men who were each more than a head taller than she was.
She grumbled under her breath and while they all looked at her curiously, it was Ramsey who asked her outright. "What was that?"
Kay looked at the EMT with a smile on her face, feeling every bit of relief coursing through her veins like endorphins. "Why do you all have to be so tall? I feel like I'm going for a walk amongst the redwoods."
Raffe coughed out a laugh. "Stellar joke, Doctor Hata."
She grinned at the young man and let out a breath that didn't threaten to drop her to her knees.
Kay saw the two detectives walking toward them. "Hello, Walker. Detective Rafferty."
The two exchanged looks. Rafferty looking more than a little confused. He looked at her and asked, a refreshing change, "Why is he Walker and I'm detective?"
Kay reached out a hand and touched the detective's arm. "I work with Walker's brother. It's hard to think of him as anything other than Roan's younger brother."
Jacob Rafferty seemed happy to hear that. "It's got to sting being known as a doctor's bratty little brother."
Walker glared at him. "She never said bratty, and Kay certainly doesn't think I'mlittle."
He said the word as if it had a much deeper meaning and Kay smiled. She really did need his special kind of biting humor.
"So," Kay sighed and managed a smile for the two men, "can we talk about this sooner rather than later because I need to get some sleep before my shift in the morning."
She heard the soft murmur of sound from Gibson and gave his arm a squeeze to tell him that was, indeed, okay.
"I'm sure the administration would let you take a day or two off, Kay." Walker shook his head. "They'd be eviscerated for dragging you back so quickly."
She shook her head and looked up at Gibson for a moment before explaining her thoughts. "Since Roan wants to focus on family after the wedding, his expected promotion to head of the Trauma team at Cole was sidelined. They're training me to take over for Doctor Webb now." She looked up at Gibson and was surprised when he didn't seem hurt. "So, I can't exactly take off a day or two because I got a little roughed up."
