Thnx 4 all the reviews guys! Couple of things; about the alleles-I jst guessed it wld be 5 so sorry about that-im no science whiz. Also I made an error "Anne, darling…" Sorry 4 the confusion I meant 2 write Helen. I originally was going to call Georgias mum Anne but that's my mum's name and I didn't want to make it seem like it was happening to me.
Exploring a lot more; Sandy will bed doing some investigating too for those who wanted that. Everyone will be getting involved; not just Kirsten.
Sandy picked the boys up from school at the end of the day. He and Kirsten wanted to make sure they came straight home. The longer they put off telling them the harder it would be. Not so much for Ryan but for Seth.
They all sat down in the family room; Sandy and Kirsten opposite they're two puzzled sons. Sandy is acting obviously nervous and anxious as he taps the floor with his foot and fiddles with his hands.
Kirsten sighed, making the first move. "You both know about Kimmy." Seth and Ryan both turn to each other, exchanging a confused look. "Well…" Kirsten started. Sandy stood up, frustrated and started pacing around the room. Kirsten looked up at him then back at the boys. "She's alive."
"What?" The boys asked in unison.
"There was a…misunderstanding at the hospital" Kirsten said in a deep breath.
"So where is she?" Seth said angrily. "With some random family?"
"Yes."
"All the way over in Scotland." Sandy said bitterly through gritted teeth.
"Sandy sit down." Kirsten instructed kind-heartedly, trying to keep him calm. After a moment Sandy sits back down beside Kirsten. She rubbed his back supportively.
"So what does this mean? What happens now?" Ryan asked.
"Well," Kirsten started turning to look at Sandy who seemed just as clueless as she was "we don' know yet."
"You can't be serious!" Seth yelled. "You have to go get her back! She's a Cohen not some…highland-flinging-bagpipe playing 'lassie'!"
"Seth..." Ryan said trying to get him to stop, sensing he was upsetting Kirsten.
"She's your daughter! My sister! You have suffered for the last 14 years and now she's alive your just gonna let her slip away again!" Kirsten can't look at her son; her eyes are tearing up with the harshness of his words.
"Seth!" Ryan's voice grew, warning Seth to stop.
"I can't believe you even have to think about this! You know what you have to do!"
"Seth!" Ryan shouted so loudly it was ear piercing. Seth stopped, taking a deep breath. Seth looked at his mother and he felt guilty.
He didn't mean to hurt her like that. He just couldn't see how she had to even consider options. He was there when it all happened. He's been there for the 14 years after that. He knows how much pain she has had to go through. He just wants to make her feel complete. Totally happy.
Seth loves his parents so much; he just had to make them see that they needed to go get Kimmy. For all their sakes.
"C'mon" Ryan said "Let's get out of here." Feeling that Kirsten and Sandy needed they're own time. They get up slowly and start to walk away. Seth stopped in his tracks and turned to his parents.
"Mum, please. " He begged softly. Kirsten looked up at her son, her eyes full of tears. "You've gotta do this." He looks desperately at her then leaves. The boys leave the house.
After the front door opens and closes Sandy gets up and sighs, aggravated. Kirsten looks up at her husband; she knows how much this means to him. How much it means to her. She wanted to grant her love his wish. She stood up and turned him around to look at her. She looked deeply into his eyes and smiled softly. "Lets get our baby back."
Sandy grinned. "I'll call Caderal." He kissed her cheek then ran to the phone into the kitchen. Kirsten sighs, biting her lips as she watched him leave. She then smiles. She's overly excited but knows that they just got in way over their heads. Again.
So that's a shorter chapter than wot I usually write. Mum needs on the comp. I will update later. Still wantin 2 put in that flashback so probs will then will talk about goin to get 'Kimmy' back. Will try 2 put up both of those chapters tonight.
Keep R&R-ing! Kirstie xoxo
