"Right guys, we're off" Rob said as he and Tasha headed out of the door of Noah's. It was 11.30pm and it had been a good night. Jack and Kate had left early but the other four had hung around talking and laughing. Kim had challenged Robbie to pool and beaten him – five times – with Robbie losing a grand total of 25 cents. He refused to bet more than five cents a game much to Kim's disgust. Tash had been chatting to Martha most of the night although when things had become really chaotic around ten she had even got behind the bar to help pull a few beers. Except the customers ended up with more head than beer after which she kindly volunteered to clear glasses instead. Now only Kim was left with Martha who was in the process of locking up. He had offered to walk her home however everyone really knew he was just avoiding going home himself.

As Tash and Robbie strolled home along the beach they couldn't help but feel happy. The full moon threw beautiful shadows on the water which could be heard gently lapping the sand. There was a gorgeous warm breeze tickling their skins and rustling the grass in the dunes. Tash rested her head on Robbie's shoulder. He glanced down at her and smiled. "It's a great feeling isn't it?"

Tash looked up. "What is?"

"I was just thinking about the others – Kim, Martha, Jack. Do you think they're as happy as us right now?"

"Well, Kim just lost Rachel so I'd say no and even though Martha and Jack both act like they're over each other I'd say it's a fair bet to say there's still feelings there. It was so stupid how they broke up anyway."

"Exactly. There we were three months ago and our whole lives were turned upside down and now here we are the only two still together."

"Stronger than ever," Tash added and kissed Robbie's shoulder. "This past year Rob, the way you've stood by me even when I haven't always deserved it, and been there for me after Jonah and everything, you've been so amazing. I love you so much."

"I'll always be here for you Tash."

"And me you," added Tash and they kissed. Looking at them on the beach, wrapped up in each other, nothing else in their world existed for them at that moment. They had certainly forgotten the words of Jonah about Mumma Rose – they had long ago put that down to the deluded ramblings of a sad and mixed-up man. But someone was watching them on that beach and she didn't believe what Jonah said was rubbish. Indeed this woman knew Jonah spoke the truth. She did want revenge. And as Mumma Rose surveyed the young couple below her she was determined to get it.

Martha had locked and cleaned up and the bar was now empty except for her and Kim. "Right, I'm ready if you are," she said and came to sit beside Kim on a stool at the bar. They both looked at each and sighed. They could see what the other was thinking. Ready for what? Walking home to an empty bed? Great. Is that was life had come to on a Saturday night?

"You don't want to go home," Martha stated and Kim shook his head.

"Me neither," Martha added and they both sighed again.

"We need to have fun, just forget everything," Kim said.

Martha looked at Kim and smiled. "You up for a challenge?"

"What?" Kim asked.

"You put the music on and I'll get the drinks."

Five minutes later Sleepy Jackson was blaring from the stereo (Your lonely lies can be alone/Just take your lies and be alone from here) and Martha and Kim sat on their stools contemplating what they saw before them.

"Tequila," Kim stated in a resigned fashion.

"Five shots each?" he added, a little incredulously.

"Yep first one to down all of them does not have to swim nude but gets the pleasure of recording the moment instead," Martha grinned, holding up her digital camera.

"OK, here goes then," and with that Kim arranged the shot glasses, lemon and salt between himself and Martha.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Go," shouted Martha and they both set to work on the five glasses before them.

"Oh my god, how did you manage them all? I could barely get past three."

"I work at a bar don't I," giggled Martha before falling down in a heap on the sand laughing uncontrollably.

"C'mon Kimmy boy, get stripping."

"Ok, ok, give me a moment before I lose most my dignity," Kim slurred while fumbling with his pants.

"Want some help," Martha giggled, coming towards Kim waving her digital camera around in his direction.

"Nah, you stay away you freak."

"You're just like Jack was, underestimating me 'cos I'm a girl. I can hold my drink with the best of them."

"I thought you passed out when you had that competition with Jack?"

"That's beside the point," Martha said, waving her hand in an irritated fashion. "Now get stripping Kimberly," and she started giggling again.

Standing in the dark beneath the pine trees Mumma Rose was interrupted by the sound of laughter coming from below. Looking down she saw a young man dashing off into the sea baring all and a dark haired girl whom she recognised as Martha snapping the moment in between fits of giggles. She shook her head in a disgust. No wonder Tasha chose the wrong path, surrounded by this filth, she thought angrily. And as a result she had lost her child, a child of the earth. Well she would make sure it could never happen again and Tasha realised the immense mistake she had made. She would cleanse her, once and for all.

Martha awoke to the taste of sand in her mouth. Raising her head she realised she had been resting it on Kim's bare chest. As her eyes adjusted to the light she felt the pounding inside her head and realised she and Kim must have passed out on the sand after what? Ah yes, the skinny dipping and she smiled at the memory despite her aching head. She glanced at Kim whom she saw with relief had managed to put some pants on and then glanced at her watch. Shit! Was that the time? Seven a.m.? Beth would be coming to open up the bar in half an hour and she knew the glasses and tequila had not been cleared away. Shaking Kim awake, she started running up the sand to Noah's, dragging Kim with her.

"Phewww," Martha said, as she put away the last of the shot glasses. "Beth would not have been too impressed if she knew how I'd left the place."

"Mmmmmm," Kim mumbled, his head supported by the bench top. "Can we go home now?"

"Yep," Martha said before raising her head in alarm. "Shit, is that someone coming? It must be Beth, she must be early. Quick Kim, she can't see us here."

"Well where are we supposed to go?" Kim said, lifting his head slightly from the bar, before letting it drop again.

Martha grabbed him and pulled him off the stool. "Kim, quick, move, we have to get out of here. It will look totally unpro…"

"Martha. Kim!" Beth exclaimed as she entered the bar. "I wondered why the door was unlocked. What on earth are you doing here?"

"Ummmm," Martha stuttered, glancing at Kim in desperation.

"I was in here for an early workout," Kim offered much to Martha's relief.

"Oh," Beth said cheerfully. "That's very impressive of you. The most I can cope with these days is an early morning stroll," and she laughed. "And what about you Martha, I hope you haven't been here all night?"

"What?" Martha said in horror, wondering if it was that obvious.

"It was a joke," Beth said. "You worked the late shift last night?"

"Oh!" Martha laughed a little too hard, trying to cover up her earlier reaction. "No, I was in for a work out too."

"In your work clothes?" Beth said doubtfully, staring at Martha's uniform which she was still wearing from last night. Martha glanced down at herself and felt her cheeks burning. "No, no. I mean, I was in for a workout earlier, and then I took my work clothes with me because I thought you might want some help this morning." At this suggestion Kim stifled a laugh.

"Oh that's very sweet of you Martha, but I think we'll be right thanks. You just go home and get some rest. Anyway, I'll leave you two to it. I've got to go out the back and check on supplies."

Once Beth was gone Martha collapsed on the stool next to Kim and groaned.

"Oh my god, I hope that wasn't too obvious."

Kim laughed. "Stop stressing, she didn't suspect anything."

"I hope not. God! Imagine if she'd said yes to my offer to work. I think I would have died. I've got the most massive hangover; I just was to curl up in the dark forever."

"Me too," Kim added. "Did I really strip naked last night?"

"Yep," Martha laughed, "and I've got the moment on camera for all to see."

"Don't even think about it, otherwise Beth finds out what an irresponsible employee you really are. Now come on, let's get out of here; I need bed, panadol and quick." Just as they were about to leave, Beth came rushing out of the store room.

"Martha, that was Matilda on the phone. She says the water pipe's burst at home. I really better get home to check on it. If you don't mind, could I take you up on that offer to work this morning after all?" Martha inwardly felt even worse than she had a minute ago but externally she forced a smile.

"Of course not, I'd be happy to help."

"Oh thanks sweet, you're a lifesaver. Kim, I'm driving by your place, do you want a lift?"

"Yeah that'd be great thanks Beth," and as they both got ready to leave Martha wondered how she was going to survive the next few hours.

Kim meanwhile glanced back and seeing Martha's pale face grinned. "Have fun," he shouted back to her, before following Beth out the door.