A/N: Just pre-emptively, before anyone asks, do NOT be surprised if I don't start any Megaforce stories for some time.

The Copyright Killjoys have stamped down hard on the usual avenues I had for getting episodes from the States, and it is entirely possible I may have to wait until the season starts airing in the UK before I can start to come up with anything. To give you an idea, last year, Super Samurai started in the US in February, and we didn't get it until AUGUST! So...don't be surprised.

If I CAN get a hold of something, and the bunnies descend, I may start writing about it, but just a warning. Don't be shocked if it takes some time.

Mia sat in what used to be her bedroom, while her mother explained about all she had missed while she was away. Their idea of having a month in Rio was a good one, giving them something they truly would never forget, but it did mean that they had apparently missed out on quite a bit.

Her mother's soothing voice had slid away into a slightly tinny, garbled sound as she listened with horror to what had happened with Emily. Her best friend, her little sister, had been taken to hospital with what at the time, some had suspected might be cancer. She had been there for a couple of weeks, undergoing tests and a couple of operations. Mia could hardly register what was being said as she tried to imagine it all. She caught on to a few points of what her mother was saying, picking up that the doctors had satisfied themselves that she was not in danger, and that they were confident she would not require further treatment, but on the whole, she was dazed, like she had been hit in the face with a hammer.

She worried for Emily, and her mindset. She had gone through a terrible ordeal, and while her friends and family were there for her, Mia hadn't been. She had been off enjoying herself on her honeymoon. She felt anger that she didn't know what had happened, but most of all, she felt guilty. She felt guilty that she hadn't been there when Emily needed her. She felt guilty that she had shoved her happiness in Emily's face without any idea what she was going through. Most of all, she felt guilty about the fact that as it stood, her news, the fact she was pregnant, had to be a painful reminder of something Emily had only recently learned was something she would probably never have.

"I can't believe this." Mia muttered, looking to her mother as Sadie finished speaking. "So, they say she's never going to have kids?"

"Doctors are always reluctant to use definite terms like certainty or impossible." Sadie reminded her, recalling her own experiences with the spinal injury that had left her paraplegic. "But from what I've been told, she's been told that the odds against it are pretty steep."

"Like...winning a bet on the Superbowl steep?" Mia asked her.

"More like winning a lottery rollover steep." Sadie told her sadly. She placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "I know this is difficult..."

"Emily must really hate me." Mia sniffed, pulling out a handkerchief. "I came in here, all smiles and laughter, and I just blurted out..."

"Mia, that was just bad luck." Sadie cut her off. "None of us wanted to tell you over the phone, it's not the kind of thing you want to hear over the phone...not that I can think there's a particularly great way to hear about something like this."

"Still, the way it happened, she has to feel like we're rubbing her face in it." Mia answered, the anguish obvious in her face. "She's just getting over all this, then I walk in and without even trying..."

"Mia, you've had your own issues with this kind of thing." Sadie reminded her sadly. "It's natural all this has to affect you."

"I'm not worried about me mom." Mia told her. "I'm worried about Emily. The way she ran off..."

"Mike's gone after her." Sadie reminded her. "This was a terrible thing to happen, but if anything, you know she has a lot of people around her that care about her. She'll be alright in time."

Mia didn't look convinced, but Sadie just held her hand and squeezed it gently.

"You have every right to be happy Mia." Sadie assured her. "Try not to feel too badly about things going well for you just because things aren't going well for someone else. The timing may not have been ideal for everyone, but then these things rarely are. All you have to remember is that there's more than just you and Emily to worry about. You have my grandchild to care for too."

Mia forced a smile.

"So, you're not too upset about becoming grandma?" Mia asked her. Sadie just smiled.

"Well, maybe we can try to keep the G-word until the baby comes." She conceded. "I don't feel quite old enough for that yet."

"I'll try to remember." Mia answered. "Grandma."

"Don't push your luck!" Sadie warned her daughter as they headed out to rejoin the others.

In another part of town, Mike was frantically searching for Emily. He knew all of the places she liked to go, and had started with those places. In the end, he finally found her at the old lookout point.

It was a place that meant a lot to her. It was where she had shown the most strength. When Dekker had kidnapped Serena in order to force Jayden into a duel, Emily had gone after them, attacking him in a full blown fury. The old lookout point no longer really existed; her final attack had caused half of the cliff-face to fall away, burying the demented half-Nighlock. In that one attack, she had shown more power than anyone had ever thought she was capable of. She had come here a couple of times when she was low, and Mike knew that right now, she was at her lowest.

She was sitting well beyond the safety barrier the city had erected after the "rockslide" as they had dubbed it to cover for the unexplained seismic event. Mike was worried about her already, but seeing her sitting so close to the edge, so close to a sheer drop of almost ninety feet straight into a rocky, churning section of the coastline, he had to admit being terrified. One slip, that would be all it took for him to lose her, and in her current state of mind...he had to cut himself off. He didn't want to entertain the thought...he couldn't allow himself to believe it. He made his way past the barrier, and approached her slowly.

"You ran off pretty quickly." He told her. "We were all really worried about you."

Emily didn't answer. She just sat there, staring out over the ocean. Mike had to steel himself to make his way forward. He had never been especially afraid of heights, but with his concentration on Emily, and her emotional state, he just wanted to be sure of making it to her safely. He got over beside her, and sat down with her.

"You had me worried." Mike told her. "I didn't know what to think."

"It's not fair Mike." Emily murmured. "It's not fair."

"Emily..."

"Why did this have to happen?" She asked him. "Have I not given enough? Did I do something terrible to deserve this?"

"Emily, you can't think like that." Mike told her.

"I know it's petty, I know it's wrong, but when Mia told me, I hated her!" Emily snapped at him. "I know we wanted to wait, I know we never intended to have kids for a while yet, but we always expected it. We always just knew that just like everyone else, we'd get to have our own kids to raise."

"Emily, I've already told you, that doesn't matter to me as much as you do." Mike assured her. "If we had had kids, I'm sure I'd have loved that, but if that's not on the cards, that's just the hand fate dealt us."

"But why Mike?" Emily shrieked, throwing his arm off her, her face contorted into an expression of pain and confusion. "Why do I have to go through this? Why can I not just be like everyone else? There are kids on TV all the time having kids! Kids, people that don't even want kids are having them. Hell, the homes are full of kids that people either didn't want or had taken off them because they couldn't take care of them!"

"Emily, please calm down." Mike begged her as she got up, heading closer to the edge. She looked up to the heavens, screaming angrily.

"I did everything that was asked of me!" She screamed. "I put my life on hold! I took Serena's place! I fought all those Nighlock!"

"Emily..."

"Why did this have to happen? Didn't I give enough?" She continued. "What do I still owe the world? Why am I being punished?"

Mike grabbed her, snatching her back from the edge as pulled her into his arms.

"I know it's wrong, I know it's petty, but when Mia said that...all I felt was angry!" Emily sobbed. "I know I should be happy for her. I know I should, but it just feels so unfair!"

"I know it does." Mike said soothingly as he held her closely. "I know it does."

Back at the Shiba House, the food had arrived, but no one felt much like celebrating. They had eventually decided to just start, and leave some aside for Mike and Emily when they came back. There was no point in spoiling it.

Serena was in the kitchen, eating a chicken vindaloo with garlic naan. She was worried about Emily too, but she trusted Mike to take care of her. She wanted to do anything that she could to help, but until Emily was ready, there wasn't much she could do.

She was in the middle of eating when Terry came in. She just looked up, before turning her attention back to her dinner.

"Serena, there's no need to be like that." He told her. "I'm worried too."

"That's easy to say." She grumbled, slurping down a little more. Terry just shook his head.

"Serena, do you really think I don't care?" He asked. "Emily's like a sister to me."

"Well she's not exactly your real sister is she?" Serena asked him angrily. "You've already proven that."

"Serena, I never said I didn't care..."

"You didn't have to!" Serena snapped at him. Terry just sighed and stood with his hands on his hips. This had been something that had started between them at home, and for the most part they had kept to themselves.

"Serena, you can't just hold that against me." He answered.

"I'm their only chance!" Serena stated flatly. "Emily's been told as much. You've seen how devastated she is. There's no other way."

"I just said..."

"You said you don't want me to do it." Serena interrupted him. Terry just looked at her.

"No, I said that it's something we all need to think about seriously." Terry corrected her. "It's a lot to ask..."

"No one's asking. I'm doing it Terry." Serena put down flatly. "And...I'm doing it as soon as Dr Waller's ready to book me an appointment."

Terry just shook his head in disbelief.

"Wait, what?" He asked her.

"You saw what this is doing to Emily! If there's something I can do for her, then there's not one thing anyone can do to stop me." Serena stated. "Now, it's my body, and it's my life."

"You mean I don't get a say in this?" Terry asked her.

"Terry, there's nothing..."

"Do you have any idea what's entailed in all this?" Terry asked her. "You're going to have to go through surgery! There's no guarantee that it'll work, then if it does, you're going to have to go through a pregnancy."

"Terry, I know..."

"Then, after all that, after carrying a child, after all of it, you'll then be expected to just hand it over to your sister!" He told her. "Do you have any idea what that'll be like? Can you honestly say that after all that, you'll be alright to just give your baby away? I've heard so many stories of other people who changed their minds!"

"I'm not changing my mind Terry." Serena told him. "If you have a problem with that..."

"I'll admit I'm not wild about the idea my girlfriend wants to have another couple's kid, but that isn't what this is about." Terry assured her. "You never even asked me before you agreed to this."

"Like I said, it's my body and it's my life." Serena told me. "Now, you can either deal with it, or you can't, but my sister needs me. Don't ever try to make me choose."

Terry just conceded defeat on the matter and left the room. He wanted to support Serena. That was all he wanted. He didn't like the idea of the surrogacy; all he wanted was her to think things through. He hated how the issue had divided them. It broke his heart to be distanced from her, but once Serena's mind was made up, there wasn't anything that anyone could say that would convince her otherwise. He loved her dearly, and he didn't want to lose her. He just couldn't help how he felt. As much as it pained him, he had to wonder if they were still on the same path.