This Philly Girl

sixwordstories

2008-10-30T01:56:59Z

c_masterminds Springboard 19

2008-07-26T03:24:01Z

How do you calm down and mellow out after a rough or stressful day?

Go for a beer with Lily and the guys. Laugh at Scotty's dumbass. Laugh at Vera's corny jokes. Have a good time and forget the heavy stuff.

Then I go home and see my kid. If she's awake she hugs me and we argue over if she's done her homework/had dinner/fought with Grandma/so on. Then we play a game or read together and I tuck her in for bed. Or if she's already asleep I go in and check on her.

Can't settle down from anything, can't wind down for sleep, til I know my baby's sleeping peacefully. Til I hear her breathing and kiss her cheek. Call me a sap, I don't care.

sixwordstories

2008-07-25T00:28:56Z

Next perp with wisecrack gets...glares.

OOC

2008-07-15T17:09:42Z

Wakey wakey Kat, ~~your public~~ I miss you.

So yea..no promises. Kat and I need to "reconnect".

sixwordstories

2008-07-15T17:08:06Z

Anyone wanna adopt a Vera? Anyone?

TBS 2.8.1 D

2008-03-30T20:46:29Z

Coffee this bad could only have been served..

...in times like this. Nearly three AM, in a squad car, in a dark alley. No way coffee could taste good here. Then again – it never tasted better. Kat sighed and leaned her head back against the head rest, still keeping her eyes on the alley.

“Remind me to brew a thermos of the stuff next time,” Kat said quietly.

“Huh?” Vera asked.

“Coffee.”

“Oh.”

She nodded and sighed. Neither of them wanted to be there. They'd been called out four hours before to sit on a suspect...it had not been a fun four hours.

“What were you doin'?” She asked, if only to make conversation.

“Sleeping. You?”

“Playing Monopoly with Veronica and Nate.”

“They getting along?”

“Really well,” Kat nodded.

“That's good. He's a good guy,” Nick said in approval.

“Yea..he really is,” she answered.

“Though he does know he's got me to answer to if he screws up, right?”

Kat looked over at Nick with a small smile and saw his serious face. “He does?”

“Yes,” he gave a single nod.

“You really think you can take him?” She raised a brow slightly and glanced at her partner, then thought of her fit, young, strong boyfriend.

“Oh I know I can.” He held up a fist and flexed a bit. “And if not, I know people.”

She laughed. “You got people?”

“I got people.”

“Your people like doughnuts and coffee as much as you?”

“It's the fuel of real fighters, ma'am,” he said cheesily. She laughed more and shook her head.

“You're a crazy bastard, Vera.” He grinned. She wiped her eyes and tried to calm down. Okay, so maybe steak-outs weren't all bad.

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TM 223 - I swear I didn't put those...

2008-03-30T18:55:15Z

Kat walked through the squad room, just returning from lunch, and went over to her desk. There was a smile on her lips that had been hard to shake for a couple months. The reason behind that smile having just met her for lunch, too. She tried to push him out of her mind as she went to her desk. She sat down and opened the folder she'd been scanning earlier in the day and looked around for her pen. With an eyeroll she yanked her desk drawer open to get a new one. People were always stealing pens off each others desks and it was getting so- she froze and stared. She blinked. Her head tilted to the side slightly and slowly a glare came over her face.

On top of everything in that drawer sat a box of condoms and a book entitled, “Safe Sex”.

It was obviously something written for prepubescent teens. She slammed the drawer shut and looked over at her partner. He was leaning against Scotty's desk as the two men chatted. With her arms crossed she got up and went over to them.

“Funny,” she stated. “Very funny.”

They looked up at her in confusion. “What is?” Scotty asked.

“Stay outta my desk and my personal life.”

“What're you talking 'bout, Miller?” Nick glanced at Scotty than back to Kat. “We backed off last time you told us to. Unfortunately.” He raised his can of soda to his mouth and sipped it.

Her brow shot up. “You call this stayin outta my life?” She marched over to her desk and the boys were too curious to not follow. She stopped and when they stopped beside her she pulled the drawer open. Both men looked and broke into grins, but quickly stifled them.

“I swear I didn't put those there,” Scotty said with raised hands.

“Me, either. Wish I had,” Nick said, still staring at the items.

“Right. Then who did it?”

“We didn't,” Scotty reaffirmed. “And personally, I'm hurt that you'd accuse me so quickly.”

“Oh shut the hell up,” Kat muttered. She pushed the drawer shut and went off in search of the culprit.

Nick looked at Scotty with a grin. “You did it, didn't you?” Scotty shrugged with a blank face, but his lips turned upwards very slightly before he walked away. Nick shook his head with an admiring smile and turned for his own desk, but then he stopped. He glanced around and leaned forward to covertly open Kat's drawer, swipe the condoms, and leave.

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tbs 2.5.3 - Jumbo shrimp

2008-03-06T16:32:42Z

Kat followed her partner into the building as her cell phone rang. She showed her badge to the security guard as she answered her phone. “Miller.” She followed Nick to the elevator that would take them to their squad room.

“I'm thinkin jumbo shrimp.”

She couldn't help but smile at the voice. “Jumbo shrimp?”

“Yea,” Nate said. “Does Veronica like shrimp?”

“Depends how it's fixed. Why?”

“Dinner. Tonight?”

Kat closed her eyes and stopped in her path. “Dinner. Right.” She sighed and moved to her desk. “Nate...I'm not sure tonight's a good night for dinner.”

“Oh,” he said quietly.

“There's just...a lot going on right now and...it's not the best time.”

“Not the best time for her to meet me?”

“It's not like that,” she said.

“Kat...I know me meeting your daughter's a big deal...but why do you keep putting it off?”

She sighed. “I can't get into this right now, we've got a suspect coming in. Can I call you after work?”

“Fine. Call me.”

“Don't be mad,” she said quietly.

“Not mad, frustrated.”

“I'll talk to you later?”

“Yea, you will.”

Kat sighed as she hung up. She didn't even have time to think over the conversation or everything that had been bothering her about Veronica and Nate meeting. She had to work.

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tm218 - Lies our parents tell us

2008-03-06T15:59:48Z

(ooc: Okay, this is where I fix things. Some who know me know I like to throw my own cannon into characters that aren't given much for me to go on. And yes, it's now caught up to me. Since Cold Case finally decided to give us more on Kat, right after I'd committed to a past story line...this is me writing my way out of it. Go with it. Follows 513 - Spiders. No spoilers other than Kat-past stuff.)

Growing up my Mom didn't lie to me. Not that I know of at least. She always told me how it was. She still does that today. I think that's a good way to be a parent, not to lie. Not make your child believe something just because...they are a child.

Guess I'm calling myself a bad parent.

Doesn't matter. You start a lie to your kid trying to make them feel better about something. You don't want your kid to be sad or scared or anything but happy. So you start it off small. Then it gets bigger, and it doesn't go away.

When Veronica started asking about her father years ago, I didn't know what to tell her. She wasn't happy anymore with me telling her she didn't have a Daddy and we did things just fine on our own. No...she wanted to know. So I told her all about Gregory. Took out his Academy photo, his badge, and the article with photo that had run in the paper when he died. I told her how her Daddy was a cop, like Mama, and he was strong and brave and handsome. I told her how he died. I told her that I loved him more than anything else. And none of that was a lie. Except for the fact that...Gregory hadn't been her father. Gregory was gone a long time before.

I wanted so much for her to believe he was her Daddy. She did. She had this image of her father being a wonderful man, but a fallen hero. He was someone she could be proud of.

He wasn't a man that her Mom met during the undercover days in Narcotics. He wasn't a man that had been in jail his daughters whole life.

Of course I always knew the lie wouldn't last. She'd figure it out, I'd tell her, her Gran would tell her...I wasn't really thinking about the day he'd get out of jail and want to meet her.

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TM211 - Old acquaintance

2008-02-02T17:11:31Z

It was their second date. Or maybe their first? The drinks they'd had the night before had been quite casual and this was different. This was dressing up and meeting for dinner. She wasn't having him pick her up, not yet. There was a distance she had to keep between her daughter and her dates.

She walked through the door of the restaurant and looked around. He stepped up to her with a warm smile and looked her over. “Hey,” he said brightly. His hand went to her waist as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. “You look great.”

“You too. You clean up well, Carter.” She approved. Very much. The hostess was ready to seat them, so they followed her to their table and were seated. Nate pulled her chair out for her. She smiled her thanks as he sat across from her. She was also thankful that they were at a casual restaurant for the first meal together. It made it less awkward.

Conversation was small for the first part of the meal, but once they began to eat and settle in, they got to talking and kept it up. They spoke about growing up in Philly, about their jobs, and he asked about her daughter.

By the time the food was gone and the wine was low, Kat was feeling really good. She was liking the man sitting across from her very much.

“What do you think about dessert?” He asked with a grin.

“I think...I want some of that cheesecake,” she grinned back.

“Perfect,” he chuckled. He leaned back to look for their waitress and her eyes went around the room for just a moment. But then they stopped. Her smile faded fast and she held tightly to the napkin in her lap.

It had been a very long time since she'd seen the man. She could have lasted a little bit longer. His eyes glanced up, as though he sensed he was being watched, and he caught her. It took him a minute, but his gaze thickened and he stared back.

“Everything okay?” Nate asked. She didn't look at him as she nodded. He turned in the direction she was looking and spotted the man. Nate's brows rose a bit.

“Hm?” She broke from the stare and looked at her date. “No. No...fine.”

The someone was getting up and walking over to her table. He stopped and looked down at them, pulling a soft smile to his lips. “Hey Miller,” he said.

“Lewis,” she nodded, trying her best to smile back.

“How are you?”

“Good, I'm good. How are you?”

“I'm good. How's little V?”

“She's perfect.”

“Right..of course she is.”

Kat nodded. “How's the family?”

“Great,” he said. “Lisa had another baby last fall, so..things are wonderful.”

“Good,” she nodded.

He stood a moment in the silence, then glanced back to his table and back at Kat. “Hey, maybe we'll grab coffee sometime? Catch up?”

“Maybe,” she nodded. She glanced at Nate, then shook her head. “Sorry, uhh Nate Carter this is Shawn Lewis.” The two men shook hands and Shawn looked the man over, then looked to Kat. She could tell what he was thinking.

“I'll see you around,” he nodded, before walking away.

She looked down and sighed, then looked back over to Nate. He was obviously curious about who that had been. He was being a gentleman and not asking, though. She shrugged lightly. “He, uh..was partners with Veronica's father.”

She glanced over at Lewis again and he was looking at her. She could almost hear the same words being shared in their memories.

“We did everything we could...I'm sorry.”

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
617

TM215 - Seduction

2008-01-30T05:39:02Z

“I'd like to report a robbery.”

Without looking up, Kat pointed to the elevator. “Wrong floor,” she muttered.

“Nah, I'm in the right place. See...this cop...she stole my shirt.” The voice was deep and obviously amused. Kat finally glanced up and stared when she realized it was the paramedic who had lent her that shirt weeks before. He was smiling at her and it was a very addictive smile. Had he been that handsome the night they met? Maybe it was the lighting in the squad. She smiled and chuckled.

“I'm not sure how far that claim will go. That cop might argue that the shirt was borrowed.”

“Mmm,” he nodded and rubbed his chin, leaning against Vera's empty desk. “Borrowing usually implies an eventual return.”

She leaned back in her chair and dropped her pen. “Hey, eventually isn't over yet is it?”

“No, I suppose not.” He crossed his arms over his chest. His very nice arms over his very wide chest, as Kat couldn't help but notice. “But-” she quickly glanced up and caught his eye as he spoke again, “I do like that shirt.”

“So do I.”

“Do you?” His eyes sparkled as his smile slid into a grin.

“It's a decent shirt,” she shrugged. “Not as nice as my Philly PD shirt, but...y'know..” she smiled a bit, to let him know she was teasing.

“No..I'm sure it isn't.”

“Nope,” she shook her head slowly.

“Okay, so I'll chalk it up to a lost cause...get me a new one.” He stood up and dropped his arms. “Well thank you for your help, Detective.”

“You're welcome,” Kat replied.

He stepped over to her and held out his hand. She reached up and took it and they shook gently. He smiled and kept shaking her hand. “So...how about a compromise?” She raised a brow in question. “Dinner this weekend.”

“Dinner..” she nodded. “Dinner works.”

“Okay. Dinner.” He let go of her hand and started to walk off, but then returned. “By the way..I'm Nate Carter.”

“Kat Miller.”

He grinned. “Have a number for me Kat Miller?”

“That might help,” she laughed. She pulled out her business card and handed it over to him, after writing her home number on the back. “And if I don't hear from you, the shirt's mine.”

“You'll hear from me,” he gave a definite nod. “And the shirt is yours.” Then he turned and left.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
408

rotm1.90.1 Blood stains

2008-01-25T02:00:58Z

“I'm running out of shirts,” she said softly.

“What was that?”

She glanced up at the paramedic standing beside her. She blinked and repeated herself. “Running out of shirts.” She looked down at her shirt which was smeared with blood. He sighed and sat beside her on the back on the ambulance. He set a hand to her back and spoke calmly.

“You're still in shock, Detective,” he said. “Just try to breathe through it.”

“I'm...I'm not in shock,” she shook her head and looked at him. “I...my shirt is ruined. I can't go home like this.” She moved away from him not wanting his hand on her back. “I've got a kid...I can't go home like this.” She scratched her arm lightly. “I...I keep spare clothes in my locker...for times like this...but I don't have any. I haven't...replaced what I changed into.” Everything she was saying was coming out slow and distracted.

He nodded. “I'm sure we can figure something out,” he said gently. He rummaged around in the back of the bus and pulled a black EMT shirt out. “Here,” he said. “Put it on before you go home.”

“Thanks..” she looked at the shirt and took it, then looked up at him. He nodded.

“Hey Miller,” Scotty called from several feet away. “Ready to go?”

“Yea...yea, I am,” she said. She took the borrowed shirt and headed over to Scotty, glancing back at the man for just a moment.

When she was in her room later that night she began to slip the shirt off. It was halfway over her head and she got a huge wiff of...cologne...and...a mixture of...she didn't know. But it smelled good. Relaxing almost. She pushed the shirt back down and changed into a pair of sweatpants then climbed into bed. She got under the covers and curled up pulling the shirt up to her nose and breathing in. It was relaxing. Not as good as having a good smelling, warm man holding her...but it was the closest she'd had in a long time. And it took her mind off the man that died in her arms.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
367

rotm1.87.2 - Apoligies

2007-12-25T02:40:02Z

TO: Detective Scotty Valens
FROM: Detective Kat Miller

Look buddy, stop the moping. I didn't mean what I said. You know how I am after I've had a few drinks. That egg nog hit me the wrong way. I think you're a sweet guy, your hair isn't stupid, and I'm sure you don't tell yourself you're a sexy manboy every morning in the mirror. Come on, stop with the silent treatment.

TO: Detective Lily Rush
FROM: Detective Kat Miller

Sorry. I know it was all my idea. You can tell Stillman that. It was fun, though...from what I recall.

TO: Detective Nick Vera
FROM: Detective Kat Miller

I'm sorry. Really. I thought you'd be a good sport about it. And you were. I mean, the crowd loved us. I just hadn't thought about the fact that anyone would be taking pictures. Otherwise...the karaoke duet I made you do to “My Heart Will Go On” wouldn't have been all bad. We could have forgotten about it. I'm sorry. I'll find out who posted that Xeroxed photo [of us pretending to be Jack and Rose on the front of the ship] all over the building. I mean, don't you think I'm embarrassed too?

TO: Detective Will Jeffries
FROM: Detective Kat Miller

I don't know if I should be apologizing to you for anything...not that I remember. Though, really, everyone needs an apology for Nick's singing.

TO: Lieutenant Stillman
FROM: Detective Kat Miller

Sorry. Lily and I dedicating that song to you was all my idea. It was inappropriate. We were just happy to have you at the party, what with you not being at the department currently. Obviously, Right Said Fred and “I'm Too Sexy” was not the way to show that. Forgive me.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
295

TM209 - What are you afraid of?

2007-12-18T15:29:34Z

“I'll wait here,” Kat nodded to Vera. He swung around before entering the exhibit room and looked at her.

“What're you talking about Miller? Francine is in here. We need to talk to her,” he waved at the wildlife room.

“And you can speak to her all on your own. Or better yet, bring her out here.” Kat crossed her arms and dropped her weight on her left foot, giving him a set stare. This was her no business stance.

Nick looked at the room behind him and back to Kat. He gave a small smile. “You, ah..scared or something?”

“No. I'm just waiting here. Go on, get Francine.”

Nick chuckled and turned towards the room again. “Lions and tigers and bears, oh my,” he said dryly as he went. Kat glared after him and found a bench to sit on while she waited. Nope. Francine wasn't dangerous enough to make Kat go near that hideously large stuffed Hawk. She shuddered at the thought of the giant bird. Giant birds. She shuddered again.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
174

50 questions

2007-12-11T17:10:03Z

Stolen from edgreen_nypd

1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say?
I'd wanna know how and when.

2. Do you trust all of your friends?
I do. Some I gotta trust with my life.

3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?
It would depend on my daughter. She comes before anyone else.

4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?
No. I just believe shit happens and you move on.

5. Can you make a dollar in change right now?
Maybe.

6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor?
Hell if I know.

7. Are you afraid of falling in love?
I don't think I am. We'll see what happens if it comes around again.

8. How many cars are on your drive?
One.

9. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times?
My kid.

10. What's your most favorite scar?
I just have the one, but I don't like it much. Getting shot isn't something I like remembering.

11. When was the last time you flew in a plane?
A few years ago. We went to Disney World.

12. What did the last text message you sent say and who to?
Ha! "That's what she said" to Lily, a coworker.

13. What features do you find most attractive in the preferred sex?
Physically? Arms. I love a man with nice arms. And a winning smile. You know. The kind that makes you stop in your tracks. Otherwise - patience.

14. Fill in the blank. I love:
My daughter.

15. What is a goal you would like to accomplish in the near future?
Christmas shopping. I dread it.

16. Do you ever disobey your parents?
::laughs::

17. How many kids do you want to have?
I'm happy with the one now. If I had more..I don't know. It wouldn't be a bad thing.

18. Would you make a good parent?
I hope I already do. At least I try.

19. Where was your default picture taken?
At the bar. Vera and I were going back and forth about something as always.

20. What's your middle name?
Amelia. Make fun of it. I dare you.

21. Honestly, what's on your mind right now?
My bed. I didn't sleep well last night.

22. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?
That's a question for another day, friends.

23. Who was or will be the maid of honor/best man at your wedding?
What wedding? I didn't know I was getting married..

24. What are you wearing right now?
Black pants, blue top, black jacket (because it is COLD in this building!)

25. Righty or Lefty?
Righty.

26. Best place to eat?
Fourth Street.

27. Favorite jeans?
Any of them.

28. Favorite animal?
Dog.

29. Favorite juice?
Orange.

30. Have you had the chicken pox?
Yes.

31. Have you had a sore throat?
Yes.

32. Ever had a bar fight?
Not a physical one.

33. Who knows you the best?
I don't know anymore.

34. Shoe size?
8

35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses?
No.

36. Ever been in a fight with your pet?
Don't have a pet.

37. Been to Mexico?
Nope.

38. Did you buy something today?
Coffee.

39. Did you get sick today?
No.

40. Do you miss someone today?
It comes and goes.

41. Did you get in a fight with someone today?
Minor disagreement with the kid about what she was wearing to school.

42. When is the last time you had a massage?
I can't even remember.

43. Last person to lay in your bed?
Aside from myself? My kid.

44. Last person to see you cry?
My mom.

45. Who made you cry?
Stress.

46. What was the last TV show you watched?
Something on the Disney channel, I'm sure.

47. What are your plans for the weekend?
Be at home.

48. Who do you think will repost this?
Uhhh...?

49. Who was the last person you hung out with?
Lily and I had lunch yesterday. That should count.

50. If your significant other asked you to marry them TODAY what would you say?
If I had one...I don't know. I don't have one.

TM208 - Four

2007-12-11T16:33:20Z

“You okay?”

Kat leaned back in her chair and looked at her partner, who was watching her. His usual sarcastic gaze was gone and it was replaced with careful concern. She nodded. “Fine.”

“Let's go get a drink. Scotty and Lily are there.”

“No, you go ahead,” she said, stretching her arms above her head. She slowly stood and put her jacket on.

“C'mon, Kat. One drink. Relax and forget.”

“Forget?” She set her eyes on him. “Why should we forget?”

“I don't mean it like that. You know how it is.”

“Yea, I know,” she nodded. “Turn off the cop, forget the victims, live your life.” She started walking to the door. She didn't much care if the conversation was finished or not. Nick got up and caught up to her at the elevator, then stepped onto it behind her. He leaned against the sidewall and crossed his arms, watching her. He waited until the doors closed before he spoke.

“We all know it's the only way. The only way to do this and not let it eat you alive.” Kat nodded, but didn't respond. He quietly watched her. When the doors opened he followed her out to the lobby then out the front door. She stood on the sidewalk a moment before holding up a hand.

“Night, Vera,” she said. Then she turned and walked off. She wasn't going home, but she wasn't sure where she was going. Not until she ended up at another bar. One her coworkers wouldn't be at. She slid up on the stool and ordered a drink. She took the cold bottle in her hands and stared down at it. Of course it was better to forget. To stick it away in the back of her head and move on. But she couldn't.

Four children. All under eleven years old. How could a mother do that to her own four beautiful children?

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
319

TM207 - Control

2007-12-09T19:29:11Z

Control. Yea, I like to be in control. Not sure if it's got something to do with me being a cop, a girl from Philly, or being my mother's daughter. I like control. And when you're in that room, questioning a perp, you gotta be in control. You let that control slip, you blink, they take it from you. Or worse, when you're on the street. When you're on the street you've got less control already. You can't know what's gonna happen. The environment is out of your hands. Maybe your guy will run – so you gotta be ready to run, too. Maybe your guy will will pull a gun on you – you gotta be ready for that. If you're not...you get shot. Someone else gets shot. And let me tell you, losing control in that moment...it's something you don't forget.

So now? I don't lose control. It's not an option. Not when I'm talking to a perp, not when my partner's giving me a hard time about whatever his current issue is, and not at home either. I'm the cop, I'm the Mom, and - damn right - I'm in control.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
192

realmofthemuse 1.85.1

2007-11-29T18:10:42Z

“Mommy, is that you?” Veronica's voice echoed through to the front door. Kat smiled and shook her head.

“Who else would be comin home now?” The sound of feet came at her and Veronica appeared before her. Veronica was wearing blue jeans and a festive red sweater with Rudolf the reindeer and a red fluff ball as his nose. She grinned up at Kat brightly.

“Hi!”

Kat grinned back and held her arms open. Veronica threw herself into them and hugged her back. “How are you, baby?”

“Good. Nana and me have something for you.”

“Nana and I,” Kat's mom corrected, coming into the hall. “And you weren't supposed to say anything yet.”

Kat raised her brows and looked at her mom. “Say what?”

“You get an early Christmas present!” Veronica shouted, pulling away and bouncing around. “From me and from Nana!”

“Is that so?” Kat took of her jacket and hung it up, leading the way into the kitchen where she grabbed some juice from the fridge. Veronica stood inches from her side the entire time.

“Uh-huh. Can she open it now?” The question directed at Nana. The eldest Miller chuckled and shook her head.

“Alright, dear.”

“Yay!” Veronica ran off and returned with a manila envelope. “Here Mom, open it!”

Kat sat down at the kitchen table and opened up the envelope. Out slid brochures and papers. She pushed them across the table and looked them over. “What is this?” She picked up a shiny brochure, advertising a pretty and tall building. She glanced at the address. New York City. Everything in it was about New York. She looked at her mom for an answer.

“It's a vacation, honey. You haven't had one in a long time. You're going away this weekend.”

“What? Why?”

“Because I said so,” her mom challenged.

“I-I can't. I mean..if something comes up with work, or...you can't afford this.”

“You said you weren't on call this weekend, and I can afford it. Veronica will stay with me.”

“It's your present, Mom! You have to go!” Veronica leaned against the table and grinned at Kat. Kat stared at it all for a moment longer, then smiled.

“A weekend away, huh?”

“All to yourself,” her mom nodded.

Kat nodded, having no idea what to make of the gift, but all the same feeling as if it was the greatest thing she could have received. She was getting a vacation. An adults vacation. She couldn't remember the last time she went to New York and without visiting the toy stores, the playgrounds, the museums, and whatever kids play her daughter wanted to attend. She jumped up and hugged her mom, Veronica squished somewhere in the middle. “Thank you.”

ooc: If anyone in the NYC area wants to meet Kat, she'll be around

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
456

TM206 - What do you live for?

2007-11-24T00:49:20Z

I live for my daughter. For every curl on her head and every inch of her gorgeous skin. I live for her love of dance, for her silly jokes, and her laughter. I live to watch her grow up and become a woman. To see her fall in love, maybe get married, and have her own children. I live to hold her in my arms the first time her heart is broken, and to race her through the park on Rollerblades. To pick the pepperonis off of her pizza, because she likes the juices of it but not the actual pepperoni. To every fight we have, because it only makes us stronger. I live for her hand slipping into mine as we walk down the sidewalk, and her fascination with the work I do – the need to understand it. For those moments I look at her and see her Daddy. I live for the air in her lungs and the beat of her heart. I live for her and I'd die for her.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
173

realmofthemuse 1.83.2 Me in charge?

2007-11-20T18:08:20Z

Well, it was bound to happen. Due to fighting and bad handling, the government of the United States has been overthrown. Congress has been dissolved, and YOU have been made the all powerful ruler of the USA. You are the absolute, but much loved, dictator of the country and all of its resources. You must now select a cabinet. Secretary of Defense, Treasury, State, Interior, Education and one other department that you create. Who do you pick? What is your first act as ruler?

Oh yea, baby, this sounds good. I could live with this. ::laughs:: Okay, okay let's get this thing started..

Secretary of Defense: Easy, Lt. Stillman. He's one of the best men I know both as a cop and as a man. I don't say this just cause he's my boss. He gave me a chance, brought me up to Homicide. He takes care of us, and he cares. You can't have someone defending others if they don't care. Stillman's the man there.

Secretary of Treasury: Shit. Vera can't count..Scotty would probably just spend it all on hair products...I think my Mom. She's always been good with money, good with keepin it from me. Haha. Yea, she knows how to take care of a bill or two.

Secretary of State: I think I'd go with Jeffries here. He's smart and can take charge when he needs to. If the Philly PD won't give him a promotion, I sure as hell will! 'Cept his official title's gonna be Secretary TeddyBear of State.

Secretary of Interior: I think I'm gonna go with Randy wolfwithaguitar. He seems like a cool guy and smart and all that. I think he'd do good stuff. Even though we'd have to pry him outta his basement. And it never hurts to have another Philly boy on staff.

Secretary of Education: Rush. Yea, that's an easy one. Lily would do a good job with this. I'm sure it would bore the hell out of her, but she cares about the kids. That matters a lot. Taking care of the kids. She'd do it right.

Department of Amusement: Yes, I would create this department and leave Flack and_dontgetcute at the helm as Secretary. Dangerous, I'm sure, but hey..even the government needs a class clown, yea? And I'd throw Scotty and Vera in this department (wouldn't leave either of those boys in charge of my pinky). Those three...yea, they'd keep our country amused. If nothing else, we can all point and laugh. (Kidding! Well..not for Vera and Scotty, point and laugh all you want. Flack..you just amuse me, I barely know you so I won't point and laugh just yet.)

My first act as the leader of this fair world...nah, my first act as leader of this kickass world....

Happy Hour would start sooner and there would be more laughter and dancing. Life's gotta be good.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
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det_katmiller @ 2007-11-16T19:41:00

2007-11-17T01:15:25Z

This seems to be going around. One of those things that isn't so bad to catch. Yes, sorry, corney joke. Been stuck with the guys all day, leave me alone.

Who has seen you in your underwear lately? My kid, I'm sure.

What's the best Halloween movie? Hocus Pocus is a fun one.

Is it awkward when you run into your exes? Depends who and where.

What are you looking forward to? Thanksgiving, we know how to do it right.

When did you last talk to your brother or sister? No siblings.

What did you do the last time you were home alone? Alone? I haven't been alone in eight years.

Do you ever wanna know who you're going to marry? ---

Have you ever watched the Real World? Back in the day, when it was good, yes.

How much cash do you have on you? End of the day..well, enough for my morning coffee.

What did you do two weekends ago? Veronica and I went up to NYC to see the ballet, made a weekend of it. It was wonderful.

Are you tanned? Are you serious?

Are you upset with anyone? My partner upsets me every day..but in that annoyed way that you get over after five minutes.

Do you talk to the person you have a thing for? If there was a person, I'm sure I'd be talkin

Have you ever seen your best friend cry? I have, and she's seen me cry. One of those women things.

Did you get any compliments today? Nasty tattooed piece of shit made a remark, but he didn't get away with it. Though I don't know if that counts.

Have you ever gone to court? Comes with the job.

Are you friends with your neighbors? Some of them. You better believe I know them all, though. Keep my eye open.

Have you ever punched a guy? A few. My mom taught me well.

Do you get jealous easily? Depends on the situation.

Have you ever had a crush on your brother’s or sister's friends? No, but had a crush on a friends brother.

Have you ever gone to the beach? I've been. I think it's more fun going with V, cause she loves it so much.

Would you ever want to swim with the sharks? Hmm..I might.

Have you seen your best friend(s) naked? Not that I can remember.

What's the best wedding you've been to? I don't know, don't go to a lot of those..my friends got married last year..it was nice.

Where are your sibling(s) right now? In another existence, I'm sure.

Who was the last person to call you? My mom, just now. Forget the fact I just saw her an hour ago when she left here from babysitting V.

What time did you wake up this morning? Early.

What are you doing this weekend? Going to a Thanksgiving play at school, not sure what else. Probably a really lame kids movie.

Do you drunk dial/text? Not really.

When was the last time you were really sick? Can't afford to get sick.

What's in your back pocket? Good question...ah, nothing!

Do you want to be married right now? I'm good.

What were you doing at 4am this morning? Dreaming.

What do you usually do first in the morning? Look in on V if she's still asleep, make sure she's breathing. If she's awake, I get my hug and kiss.

TM 205 - Talk about a moment in which you wished you had a camera.

2007-11-17T00:05:27Z

There's this moment that I think of sometimes. It's seared into my mind, but I'm terrified of the day I'll forget it. It wasn't even any big moment. We were meeting for lunch at his favorite place, the Fourth Street Deli. One of those great real Jewish Delicatessens where you order food and they give you food. Big servings of everything, and everything is so damn good. It was his favorite place to eat.

I remember walking up to the corner, across from the deli, and looking for him as I crossed the street. I spotted him standing near the door, waiting for me. When he looked at me, he smiled, and I smiled back. That moment of him...I wish I had a picture of it that I could stare at in my weak moments. He was looking good as ever, and was all bundled up for the winter in his ugly brown coat and equally ugly brown gloves. He had on one of those knit caps with a little fluff ball hanging from the top. I don't know why he ever thought that looked cool, but it was him. It was blue and white.

And there was snow everywhere. It wasn't anything like a movie or the midwest, it wasn't pretty snow. Not in Philly. No, this was your drippy, slushy, black and brown snow. All through the streets and sidewalks. Even the drifts on the curb were littered with trash and grime. The sky was dark and gray. It wasn't pretty.

But he was smiling at me. And I don't know why, of all our moments, it's that one that always comes to me...

I do wish I'd had a camera that day, because I'm already starting to forget moments. One day...that will go, too.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
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realmofthemuse 1.82.1m - Stupidity

2007-11-15T16:35:19Z

"Think of how stupid the average person is, and realize half of them are stupider than that."

“Hey Miller..”

Kat looked up from where she was pouring sugar into her coffee, at the small snack stand no the side of the street. Nick Vera was standing down the way from her with a pretzel in his hand, and he was staring at it. “What?”

He stared at his pretzel. “How do they do it?”

“Do what?”

“Make the salt stay?

“What?”

“Well..the salt..” He held the pretzel sideways. “It stays on the pretzel, but when I add more..” He picked up a salt shaker and sprinkled some salt on his pretzel, held it sideways again, and whatever he added fell to the ground. “And the salt they use is bigger, so...” He was staring at the pretzel again, looking completely lost.

“You kidding me?” She closed the lid over her coffee and watched her partner in disbelief. He looked up to her innocently.

“I don't get it.”

She bit her lip with a smile and moved forward. “You don't cook, do you?” He shook his head and watched her move to the man behind the stand. “Gotta piece of ice or a drop of water?” The man nodded and handed her a piece of ice, mildly interested in what the two were up to. She turned back to Nick and set the ice to his pretzel. He opened his mouth to object, but just cocked his head to the side and watched. She dropped the ice on the ground, then shook the salt onto the pretzel. He turned it and the salt stayed. He smiled and looked up to her.

“I wish I'd learned that twenty years ago.”

She laughed and shook her head. “Maybe you don't need the extra salt, Vera.” She started walking back towards the squad. He watched after her.

“Maybe you--,” when he realized she was almost a block away at that point, he shrugged and followed, biting into his very salty pretzel.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
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realmofthemuse 1.82 Ego's

2007-11-15T16:15:58Z

Kat has as much of an ego as anyone, but she's not exactly egotistical. She can pretend so when needed, when she needs to have a good snark war with one of her coworkers. She's actually quite a grounded person. She is especially grounded in the fact that she's a single mother as well as a homicide detective, and she's pulling through it just fine. She's got her mom's help, but in the end she's raising her daughter on her own. She's also a great singer, but doesn't really sing in front of anyone. Unless it just comes out randomly. She also doesn't have an ego over being only the second female homicide detective in Philly. She could, she prides herself on it, but it's not an ego thing.

Kat is, as said, down to earth in general. Sometimes that's easy to write, sometimes not. Would it be easier or harder if she were egotistical? Don't know..

TM 204 - Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane.

2007-11-13T11:39:45Z

I couldn't tare my eyes away from that board. We'd – I had – already taken the information down. The pictures of those boys, and all the relevant things we keep up while we've got the cases open. Before we box them up and shelf them. Shelf the case and how we feel about it. But this one, I couldn't seem to shelf. All I could do was sit there and remember how that boy looked. Dead.

“Miller,” a voice said gently. I glanced over at my partner and met his eyes. He stared at me and gave a slow, single nod. I nodded back. “Come on.” He stood up and picked up our jackets, handing me mine. I took it, stood, and slipped into it. He headed for the door and and I followed. On my way, I stopped at Valens' desk. He, too, was staring into the air. I imagine he was seeing something worse than I was. I set a hand to his back and he glanced up. I looked in the direction Vera had just walked and Scotty sighed. He slowly rose to his feet and put his own jacket on.

“Where we goin?” He asked.

“Hell if I know,” I replied. He nodded, seeming to be okay with that answer, and we both followed Nick out of the building. The three of us walked silently in the late chilly evening. Nick knew where he was going, so Scotty and I followed. We didn't ask questions.

Not until we arrived. “You kidding me?” I asked, glancing around with raised eyes.

“Got somewhere better to be?” Nick shrugged. I looked over at Scotty. A small smile was coming to his lips already. I looked back to Nick.

“Oh I think this'll be worth it, just seein' you play,” I said, unable to keep a straight face.

“You think I don't have it in me?” Nick asked with a straight face.

“Yea, I think you did, maybe fifteen years ago..couple pounds ago,” I retorted, but smiling.

He stared me down with his serious face, but I knew he was amused. “I think you're about to be impressed, little sister.” He headed up to the counter and pulled out his wallet. “Three for the Midnight Madness Laser Tag,” he told the young kid. The kid looked at the three of us, and we stared back at him. He shrugged and took Nick's money.

Within twenty minutes, the three of us were running around in the dark, shouting, laughing, hiding, diving, and having the time of our lives. We mighta scared some of those teenagers, seemed a little insane, but we had a damn good time. And we weren't seeing young dead boys.

Detective Kat Miller
Cold Case
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