Alrighty, so I had already written this chappie on the way back from Melbourne last week. But then it disappeared. And something about this re-write is quite right...

Thank you to my reviewers last chapter =) Muchly appreciated.

"What if someone else tested to see if they were a match," Rachel said tentatively, looking straight ahead to the wall. Jake paused, registering exactly what she was talking about.

"You mean someone like you?" Jake questioned, although he was fairly sure on the answer.

"Yes, me. I want to be tested to see if I'm compatible."

"Whoa. Wait, you're being serious?" Jake couldn't help asking. This was just beyond crazy.

"Of course I'm being serious!" Rachel defended.

"Wow," Jake added, in a state of shock.

"Is that all you can say?" Rachel's tone was tainted with sadness. She had hoped for more than just a 'flipped out' reaction from him.

"I don't know what to say. You just sprung that on me!" Jake replied in his defence.

"I hadn't really thought about it until now. I couldn't exactly give you warning, now could I?" replied Rachel, looking down. Neither said anything for a moment, before Rachel again broke the ice. "So?"

"So?" Jake asked, stalling as he wondered what on earth to say to such a statement.

"So what do you think?" Rachel spoke slightly louder than before.

"You want me to be honest?" Jake thought he better ask. Did she want it straight, or did she want the sugar-coated version?

"As much as I suspect I'm not going to like it, I'll take straight," Rachel replied, speaking almost in monotone as she replied.

"Alright then..." Jake still spoke a little cautiously before deciding to stuff it and say how he was really feeling. "I don't like it!"

"You don't want me to," Rachel repeated a little quietly, nodding her head as she said it.

"It's so risky; that worries me," Jake reasoned. "How would you feel if I told you that I was willingly going to walk into surgery to get my kidney removed?"

"It'd be donated, not removed and thrown away!" retorted Rachel. "And I never said that it was going to happen; I'd have to be tested first."

"Which you're going to do," added Jake. Rachel stopped, before speaking up.

"You know what? Yes, I am. Yes I am. I'm going to be tested to see if I am a compatible match to save Chel's life." Rachel's tone was bordering on angry by this point. "And I'll be damned if I'm going to apologise for that."

Neither Rachel nor Jake said anything further. They both simply sat, before Jake thought up enough to begin speaking again.

"So this is what's happening," he said quietly.

"This is what is happening," Rachel repeated quietly. "And as much as I want your support in this, I will do it whether you want me to or not."

"Lucky I'm not going to say anything further then." Rachel looked up at him, surprised.

"But, but you just..."

"Look Rach, you freaked me out a bit, alright? You sprung it on me!" Jake smiled at her. "But if you're going to do this, I'll be there every step of the way. I promise."

"You mean that?" asked Rachel, questioningly with a small smile on her face. "You really really mean that?"

"I really really mean that," Jake replied with a laugh, leaning down to kiss her quickly. "The idea scares the hell out of me. But I know you wouldn't be doing this if you didn't do have to." Rachel moved over and laid her head down on his lap, closing her eyes. Meanwhile, Jake closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall, wondering what on earth had just happened. As both drifted off to sleep, it seemed that it was going to be a night in at the Barton's.

Next Morning *Rafter House*

Rachel drove into her parent's house the following morning, her head clouded with different questions, thoughts and assumptions. As the little red Beetle came to a halt behind Dave's open electrical van, Rachel didn't move, instead keeping her hands glued to the steering wheel. Jake looked over at his girlfriend, seeing her expression fixed ahead and hands still gripped to the wheel.

"Are you going to tell them?" Rachel took in a deep breath after he asked this.

"I don't know. Maybe if it comes up and feels like a good time," Rachel replied eventually, breaking her trance of looking ahead, turning to face Jake.

"Ugh, you think it'll come up easily in conversation. With Nathan's rejection and all?" Jake asked sceptically.

"Probably not. I don't know," Rachel admitted as she put her hands over her face. "But until I know, don't say anything to Dad, or anyone."

"Of course baby," Jake told her with a smile, looking up as he saw Dave rounding the back of the van with a drill. Dave slowed as he saw his daughter and his worker sitting in the car. "Come on," Jake said, opening up the passenger side door and climbing out. Rachel hesitated slightly before doing the same, plastering a smile on her face.

"Working on a Saturday, what is this Dad?" Rachel said, attempting a cheery tone as she stepped out of the driver's side door.

"You're not sick of that car yet Jake?" asked Dave as he looked up from the back of the van. "I don't think it even lasted me a day before it drove me crazy."

"Hey, you want him to work or not?" retorted Rachel. Dave smiled and turned back to the van, whilst Rachel met Jake in between the two vehicles.

"I'll see you after work?" questioned Jake.

"Absolutely!" agreed Rachel, a smile on her face as she leant up to kiss him before heading inside.

*Rafter House, Indoors*

"Good night?"

Rachel stopped suddenly at hearing her mother's voice coming out of the bedroom as she padded down the hallway. Taking a couple of steps back until she was back in range of the doorway, Rachel entered the bedroom. Julie was sitting on the bed, her back against the top of the bed. Ruby was fast asleep in her arms.

"Yeah, it was a good night. A lot of sleeping." Rachel smiled when Julie raised her eyebrows. "Sleeping, you know the kind where you close your eyes, fall into the darkness and dream?" Rachel's tone was sarcastic, as Julie laughed slightly.

"Okay," surrendered Julie. Rachel came to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke her baby sister's head.

"How's Nathan?" asked Rachel, looking up at her mother as she tucked one leg underneath her.

"We haven't seen him since he left here yesterday afternoon; we wanted to give him some space." Julie re-arranged her arms as she spoke, shifting the weight of baby Ruby slightly.

"Ben text me last night and said that he didn't say much."

"It'll take some time. He feels like he's let Chel down," Julie reported.

"But he hasn't."

"Oh, of course not darling," replied Julie to Rachel's comment. "We know that; it might just take him some time to get used to that himself."

The motherly instinct in Julie alerted her to something just by watching her oldest daughter. Rachel was looking directly at Ruby, her expressions appearing distracted. She seemed to be a million miles away.

"Are you okay?" Rachel's head snapped up quickly at Julie's question. At first it seemed as though Rachel was going to answer with your stock-standard 'I'm fine'. But when she eventually spoke, it was nothing like that.

"Jake and I, we talked," Rachel eventually said. Julie furrowed her brow a little. 'Talking' never sounds positive. When Rachel didn't seem to be talking any further, it was left to Julie for push further.

"And?" Julie was slightly hesitant as she asked the question. She had witnessed first hand how happy Rachel had been of late, much of which had been thanks to Jake.

"Oh no, nothing like that!" Rachel was quick to point out as she gauged her mother's looks. "No, we're okay."

"But there is something going on though, isn't there?" said Julie. Rachel looked up from Ruby to her Mum, before nodding slowly.

"Yeah there is." Rachel stopped, debating exactly whether this was the right time she and Jake had talked about.

"Well are you going to tell me?" asked Julie, laughing as she shook her head.

"Nathan can't donate to Chel. But that doesn't mean I might not be a compatible match."

Shock and surprise was what Julie Rafter felt, hearing her oldest daughter, her firstborn, say something along those lines.

"And you can save the freak outs and over reacting; Jake already beat you to it," Rachel added.

"When did you decide this?" Julie eventually summed up enough words to form a coherent response.

"I haven't decided anything," Rachel added quickly. "But Jake and I just talked about it last night." Rachel paused before continuing. "Look, I know it's a big risk. I know that," Rachel interrupted Julie's thoughts. "But this is Chel's life. I think that's what's important here."

"I know you're old enough to make your own decisions. But this is a really big decision," Julie spoke honestly. "You can't just make it over night."

"And as I said, I haven't made any choices! I only even suggested it last night. And I know the risks. I'm not fourteen." Rachel paused. "I know you mean well and I know you care, but I thought all this through last night. I went and talked about all this with Jake. And, just like I told him, I haven't made any decisions; I just want to be tested to see if it is a possibility."

"And what did Jake say about you doing this?" Julie looked down at Ruby, whilst Rachel continued to look at her mother's face.

"He was worried about the risks too," replied Rachel. "But he also said he'd support me."

"It's not that I'm not going to support you. I just want you to make the right choice; it's not something to decide lightly," Julie watched Rachel's expressions. "Just think about things, okay?"

"I promise."

That's it for now. My aim is to try and update this as quickly as possible; I want to keep this flowing as things come to mind. I think that's my problem with 'Disapproval'. I pause for too long and it gets harder and harder to write. Whereas, with my previous Sea Patrol fic 'Underlying Facts', I was updating daily and everything was still flowing. I don't know.

Anyway, so I'm off tomorrow for a couple of days. We'll see how much time I get to write, but I'll try updating as soon as possible. In the meantime, please review! Emma x x