"This is sweet!" Kelly cried out as she looked at her new bedroom. Though the space was small, she had a real bed, not a futon, and her own desk. She could do her homework, work on her writing, and there was still enough room for her to decorate. Her mother had already promised to take her out shopping if Kelly decided to stay.

"Like I said, it's not even close to what we had," her mother said while Kelly went to jump on the bed. "But I can imagine having your own room is a step up from what you have now."

"I'll say," Kelly smiled from the bed. It was soft, just as Kelly liked it. "And my friends can come over whenever?"

"Of course."

"And Sarah?"

"She's always welcome. Take it as an act of good faith," Kelly's mother smiled, then reached into her pocket and produced a key. "I had three of these made. Now, there will be some ground rules but if they're respected this is a safe place for you."

"I… I get a key?" Sarah asked as the key was placed in her hand. "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely."

Sarah looked at the key and at first she was a little excited at the idea of knowing she was welcome at her girlfriend's house. However, the more she thought about it, the more suspicious it was. While Kelly knew the passcode to the garage of Sarah's house, she didn't yet have a key. Kelly only had the passcode to the garage so she could wait somewhere dry if it rained and grab water or pop if she was thirsty. If no one was home, Kelly couldn't enter the actual house.

Of course, as soon as Sarah or Jenny arrived, Kelly was more than welcome inside. Jenny was even cool enough that the girls could be home alone together if they were responsible and if they were honest with Jenny about what they got up to.

"It's not that I want to know what you two are doing," Sarah remembered her mother said. "And it's not that I'm allowing anything to happen, but I don't want you two getting into trouble and trying to hide it from me."

"What, like Kelly knocks me up?" Sarah remembered asking, as a joke, but that had then prompted a long, awkward and embarrassing talk about the physical and emotional commitment that was sex. Sarah had felt awkward hearing it. Kelly was more than a little embarrassed to be getting the talk from her girlfriend's mother, and even Jenny had faltered and blushed throughout the speech, indicating this was something she wasn't comfortable with.

And she had reminded the girls that, even if she wasn't always home, they should assume she was always on her way home. Since she didn't work and since she hadn't had time to make friends after moving to Summer Cove, Jenny usually only left the house for an hour or two a day to run errands.

Jenny had always been good about Sarah's sexuality. From the moment Sarah came out to her until now, the pink Ranger never questioned her mother's love for her. And still, Jenny was awkward about Sarah having a physical relationship.

So it struck Sarah as odd that Kelly's mother, a self-proclaimed homophobe, would just offer up her daughter's girlfriend a key to the house. She had basically given Sarah complete access, and the only thing she had to say about it was that Sarah was always welcome.

"I know there's a chance you aren't staying the night," Kelly's mother said, her gaze shifting back to Kelly. "But in case you do want to stay, even just for an hour or so, I made you some cookies. Peanut butter; they're still your favourite, right?"

"Uh, duh!"

"Help yourself. They're in the kitchen," she said and Kelly hopped off her bed and raced to the kitchen. Her mother made the best cookies. "You can discuss what you want to do while you eat. I'll just go finish setting up downstairs."

Sarah followed Kelly to the kitchen and saw a tray of cookies sitting on the counter. Kelly picked it up and offered the first one to Sarah.

"Okay, you have to try these," she said. "Sarah, I swear to god, you have never tasted a cookie like this before."

"Don't you think it's a little weird your mother is giving me a key to the house?" Sarah asked as she picked up the cookie and took a bite. Kelly shrugged.

"She might be going a little overboard," she admitted. "But she's trying. That counts for something, right?"

"I guess."

"Besides, even if I chose to move in, we'd still be at your house most of the time," Kelly reminded her. "There is a lot more space and I won't have to worry about Jenny side-eyeing us just for holding hands."

"But it's a little weird, right?" Sarah asked and took another bite of the cookie. Kelly nodded her head.

"A little. But so is mom. So, was I right about the cookie?"

"I think you're living in a fantasy world," Sarah shook her head. "I mean, they aren't bad but… this has a funny taste to it."

"It does? Like what?"

"Peanut butter, for sure."

"Duh, they're peanut butter cookies," Kelly chuckled.

"But… something else," Sarah finished off the cookie and then nodded her head. "Yep, definitely a weird taste."

Kelly took a bite, positive Sarah was wrong, but as the strange taste touched her tongue, she knew there was something off. She spit the cookie out onto the tray, then looked to Sarah. "Okay, well, maybe she had a lot on her mind. Her next batch might be better. Then you'll see. World's best cookies."

"Right," Sarah nodded her head, then lost her balance. Kelly was quick to catch her and right away worried there was something wrong. She knew Sarah had a seizure and had been warned by both Jenny and Sarah to keep her eye on the pink Ranger for a second, as it was likely to happen.

"Sarah? Hey, are you okay?"

Sarah shook her head and Kelly could almost feel her girlfriend's muscles growing weak as she had to hold her up.

"Those cookies seriously tasted like shit," Sarah muttered.

Kelly would admit, there was a funny taste to the cookies, but they hadn't been horrible. Worried this was a sign, she gently lowered Sarah to the ground.

"I'm gonna give Jenny a call," she said to Sarah. "I'll have her pick us up, okay? Just stay with me, alright?"

"What's happening?" Kelly's mother asked as she walked into the kitchen, only to find Sarah laying on the floor with Kelly reaching for her phone in her pocket.

"I think Sarah's about to have another seizure," Kelly turned to her mother with a fearful look in her eyes. Jenny had only said to give her a call if Sarah did have a seizure, but Kelly wasn't sure now if she meant to call her and an ambulance, or just to make a call. She also had no clue what to do in the meantime except to keep Sarah safe.

"A seizure?" her mother asked. "Is that from that car accident?"

"Yeah, we think," Kelly nodded and it didn't register that her mom was aware of Sarah's accident, despite only just coming back into the picture barely an hour ago. Right now, her only focus was on Sarah.

"There is a couch in the office," her mother said. "I can take her there. It's more comfortable than the floor."

"Jenny just said to lay her down and call her," Kelly said. "I don't think we should move her. I'm going to call Jenny and…"

"Here, let me call," her mother said and held her hand out for Kelly's phone. "Stay with Sarah, in case she comes to. She'll want to see a familiar face."

"Jenny Thompson," Kelly passed her phone to her mother. "Please tell her to hurry and ask her if we need to call 911."

"I'll just step outside so as not to freak Sarah out," Kelly's mother stated and took the phone with her out to the porch. Outside, she turned the phone off and dumped it in the bushes. She waited a minute before she returned inside.

"No need for an ambulance," she told her daughter. "Jenny is on her way. Do you want to wait for her outside so she knows which house is ours?"

"I think I should stay with Sarah," Kelly stated, then glanced to the time on the stove. It had already been a couple minutes since the suspected seizure had started and Sarah was looking no better, which troubled her greatly.

Her mother gently pulled Kelly up to her feet, "We've done what we can, you need to relax," she said. "You'll be more help to everyone if you stay calm."

"But…"

"I'll keep an eye on Sarah," her mother said. "Have a cookie, get some fresh air and come back in two minutes. You'll feel better. Trust me."

"I know for sure you have to call the ambulance if she isn't conscious soon," Kelly said.

"If she's not awake when you come back, I'll call 911 personally," her mother promised. "But you won't be helping anyone if you sit here worried."

Her mother grabbed a cookie from the tray, placed it in Kelly's hands then ushered her outside. When she walked back into the kitchen, she saw Sarah was moving, trying to sit up. She hurried over to the pink Ranger and shook her head.

"Your mom's on the way. You had a seizure," she told her.

"I… I…"

"You can't possibly be comfortable on the floor," she said and grabbed Sarah under the arms as she started to drag her off. "Let me get you off this floor before Kelly comes back."

"Mom?"

"She's on her way," Kelly's mother assured Sarah as she dragged her into the front hall closet. "We're just going to take some precautions until she gets here so you don't hurt yourself."

In the closet, tucked under a jacket that appeared to have fallen off it's hook was some duct tape. Kelly's mother knew she would have to act fast. She couldn't be sure how much of the cookie Sarah had eaten and when she would regain her awareness and strength. She managed to bind her ankles and then pulled Sarah's wrists behind her back and bound them. Finally, she used the tape to seal Sarah's mouth shut. When she was sure Sarah wouldn't be able to wiggle herself free or make much noise, she reached into a shoe, retrieving a dog collar. As she snapped it on, she heard a phone vibrate. She knew she didn't have hers and she had already shut off and dumped Kelly's. That meant it had to be Sarah's.

She took it out of the pink Ranger's pocket, glad it had rung. As she answered it, she emptied everything else from Sarah's pockets. This day, everything could be used for communication. Phones had calls, texting and the internet and now watches were connected to phones and could do almost all the same things.

"Hello?" she asked as she removed Sarah's communicator from her wrist and placed it in her pocket, then she picked up Sarah's Power Star. She examined it carefully for a minute, baffled by what it could be. However, one of the first things she had learned about Sarah when she thought she had just been Kelly's friend was that Sarah was an aspiring engineer and she could build impressive devices like her hoverboard. Kelly's mother didn't want to risk this could be used to call for help and took it.

"Who is this?" the voice on the other end asked and Kelly's mother realized she had forgotten to check who was calling. She pulled the phone away from her ear to check the name and saw it was Sarah's mother.

Immediately she knew what to do. Fortunately, she had planned for this.

"This is Mrs. Foster."

"Oh, Ann. How are you?"

"Good, good."

"Sarah said she was walking Kelly home, but she hasn't come back yet. Can you tell me if she left?"

"She's still here," Kelly's mother lied. "The girls wanted to spend the night."

"Really? Sarah's grandparents are over and it's their last night. I thought Sarah might want to come back."

"Oh, you know how teenagers are when they're in love," Kelly's mother said.

"Can I speak with her?"

Kelly's mother hadn't planned for this. Sarah was nowhere near awake enough to speak to anyone. Not to mention, she wouldn't let her speak even if she was – or could.

"Sarah left her phone in the kitchen to charge and the battery is almost dead," Kelly's mother mentally congratulated herself for that lie. "If I unplug it to bring it to her, you'll lose the call."

"Alright, well, just tell her to try and be home as early as she can tomorrow. I know she'd hate to see her grandparents leave without saying goodbye."

"Will do," Kelly's mom smiled. "I'll be sure to pass the message along. Have a goodnight… Jenny."

"Thanks, Ann. You too."

Kelly's mother hung up the phone, then turned it off and pocketed it. She pat Sarah down to be sure there was nothing else on her that could help her escape, then left the closet and locked her inside.

After that, she stepped out on the patio, only to find her daughter sprawled out across the wood.

"Those cookies work fast," she said as she brought her daughter inside.