The days passed as quickly as they started. The hours felt like minutes that were a little longer than usual. Before anyone knew, Mary was already laying in the hospital bed only seconds before she's off onto her long awaited surgery. JJ and Luke stood by her bedside giving kisses of comfort and words of encouragement. She gave them her typical soft smile since that was the only thing she could do. The doctor eventually pulled her out, rolling them down the hall. Once they made it to the operating room she was given anesthesia moments after they made quick chit chatter. It didn't take Mary long to fall deeply unconscious while they got to work.
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Kiara stepped out of the car with a small gift basket in her hand. She walked up the short pathway fixing herself along the way. She knew JJ mentioned something about Mary having surgery this week, so she took it upon herself to do something good, for his mother of course. She made three hard knocks to the door while standing anxiously, waiting for his arrival.
To her surprise it wasn't JJ she saw, it was Pope. Confusion wrapped around her head like a belt. What was he doing here?
He looked at her with the same amount of curiosity, "Kiara? What are you doing here?"
"Um-" was all she could form completely forgetting about the bag in her hand.
Pope glanced down at the red and white christmas bag, "Is the for J?" he pointed.
She looked down at the bag as well, feeling embarrassed. It was the only they had.
"No, it's actually for his mom. Are they here by any chance?"
"Nah, they left a couple hours ago."
She couldn't help but feel even more stupid, "Oh, that's fine. I'll just come back later."
She started to walk away, but halfway down the path Pope called out to her. She was almost hesitant to turn fearing he'll make a snarky remark, he is a pogue after all. She turned anyway.
"You can come in, I'm waiting for them too." he said, stepping aside.
She nodded going back up and this time inside. The house was quiet as only small incoherent noises were being said from the tv. He closed the door and sat back down on the couch. She followed a little bit after and sat in the nearest chair.
"What's in the bag?" Pope asked, staring at the bag that sat in her lap.
"Some stuff."
"For Mary, right?"
"Yup, I thought we made that clear."
He briefly put his hands up in surrender, "Just asking," he looked at her, "Does JJ know you're here?"
She shook her head, "forgot to call."
"Hm."
She looked at him, "Hm?"
"Nothing, I just don't understand."
"What's there to understand? I'm simply giving his mother a gift."
"That's exactly why, why are you here? Why are you friends with him?"
Kiara got so tired of that question. She's asked herself more times than they ever have and she still can't get an answer out. It's irritating.
"Why is it any of your business?"
"Because when he isn't with us, he's with you. I want to know that I can trust you. Last time I heard, you completely shut him off. Now you get him and JB out of jail, what is it with you?"
She stood up, putting the bag on the table, "I don't have time for this," she deflected going towards the door.
Pope stood too, "Do you like him?"
She stopped, turning slowly, "Excuse me?"
He repeated, "Do you like him?"
She could tell by his expression that he didn't mean as a friend, "No, I don't."
"But you don't hate him?"
"No, I don't."
"But you're friends with him?"
"Yes, anymore questions detective?"
"Yeah actually, why are you friends with them then? Hm? Why do you associate yourself with kooks if you're friends with a pogue?"
She walked toward him, being a couple feet away, "I'm not friends with all of them if that's what you're wondering. Sarah and Rafe on the other hand are what you and John B are to JJ. Even before we were friends I noticed you guys hung out all the time like you were getting paid to do it. You guys seemed tight and like brothers. Sarah and Rafe are exactly that to me. I don't know if JJ told you this, but my parents aren't necessarily around or give me even the slightest bit of what a kid would need, love. I'm not saying this to get a pity party cause frankly I don't give a shit but I'm saying this because they are my family. They are like my siblings, we fight all the time but I care for them. They were the only one's around when I didn't have anybody, did you know that?" she rambled, "As for JJ, I don't really know why he's my friend. I guess I just realized that this petty ass fight we have isn't worth it anymore and I didn't want to mess up something I started to care about. Happy now?¨
Kiara didn't give him not even a second to reply as she collected herself and went out the door.
Pope stared off, feeling a small portion of quilt brewing in his stomach.
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