This is for my friends; Charli, Rezvi-lina and Rachy-Racoon who I have finally sucked in 2 the OC! Haha you guys; I win! Lol this will sound wrong but I think I won with Mr Moffat and PJ too! Aaahhhh PJ. Will he ever rid of the beard?

Anywhos…

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Georgia ran up to Elle's house. The two had become really great friends. After Elle was home from school, Georgia would go round to her house and vice versa. Next week Georgia was starting home schooling though, so they may have to spend less time together which Georgia hated.

She rang the doorbell and waited impatiently for Elle to answer. "Hey!" She smiled.

"Hey uh my uncle's here so…"

"Oh it's ok." Georgia said smiling although really feeling disappointed. "I'll see you tomorrow" She said as she turned to leave.

"No wait." Elle yelled up to her mother. "Mum! Is it ok if Georgia stays for dinner!" When Elle's mum gave the ok Georgia came in and the two went into the kitchen. In the kitchen, her mum was setting the table while her little sister, Erin, was running around playing aeroplanes. "Erin sit down." Elle's mum ordered. "Justin! Get your backside down here now!" She yelled upstairs.

Elle's uncle, who was in the kitchen as well, turned around to Georgia and offered his hand.

Georgia smiled. "Hi I'm Georgia." Elle's uncle shook her hand and squinted at her.

"Sorry." He said. "You look almost identical to a friend of mine."

"I recognise you too…" Georgia glared at the man. "I know who you are!" She grinned excited. "You were in that picture with Kirsten…" She thought." Carter! Right?"

The man smiled. "Yeah that's me and who are you? An illegitimate love child?" He smirked.

Elle and Georgia looked at each other smiling. "Something like that." The two said in unison.

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Later that night back at the Cohen's house, Georgia ran into the house looking for Kirsten. "Kirsten? Kirsten?" She called out but there was no answer. She walked into the kitchen and Kirsten was sitting at the table on her phone to work.

"Julie calm down, I'll sort it out tomorrow. Ok, ok bye." She turned to Georgia. "Sorry sweetie did you want me?"

Georgia grinned. "You'll never guess who Elle's uncle is!"

"I'm hoping Johnny Depp but I think the odds are against me."

"Carter!" Georgia grinned.

That was the person Kirsten least expected to see or hear from ever again. She frowned. "Carter? Carter Noah Wylie?"

"No! Carter from the photo!"

"Carter Buckley?"

"Yes!"

"Elle McKenzie?" Kirsten really didn't want the past come back to haunt her. Not after the summer.

"Yes!" Georgia laughed.

Kirsten frowned. "Wow uh wait; how do you know this?"

"Oh he's staying at her house for the weekend. Something about..." She started to stammer. "A college room-mate getting married…or divorced, I don't know."

"Oh." Kirsten said turning quiet. She stood up and went to the fridge, getting herself a drink.

Sensing Kirsten was feeling a little awkward or troubled Georgia became confused. She thought they were just friends. Well that's what she had been told even though she suspected different but she didn't see Kirsten as the 'cheating' type. "Shouldn't I have told you?"

"Oh no it's fine." Kirsten half smiled. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why do I get the sense you'd rather not have known?"

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Kirsten sighed as she and Sandy got ready for bed. Sandy was brushing his teeth while Kirsten was taking the extra cushions off the bed. Kirsten hadn't done anything wrong; she hadn't invited Carter back or even called or seen him so why did she feel nervous about telling Sandy?

"You'll uh," She smirked "you will never guess who Elle's uncle is."

Sandy laughed, "I hope it's not Johnny Depp." then continued to brush his teeth.

Kirsten smiled then took a breath. "No uh it's Carter." She waited for his reaction. He spat out his toothpaste and walked into the bedroom. "Really?"

"Yeah he's staying in town. For the weekend. Elle's house."

Sandy paused. "You want to go see him?"

"No, no!" Kirsten said immediately. Like a reflex. "I just…thought you should know. Before you ran into him or something."

Sandy nodded. "You can meet up with him if you want to."

Kirsten looked at him for a moment. "I can?" She asked shocked.

"Of course." Sandy smiled. "You were friends weren't you?"

Kirsten shrugged. "Well yeah but-"

"-Then you'll probably have a lot to catch up on." Sandy interrupted her. He walked into the bathroom and switched off the light.

Kirsten glared at Sandy musing, wondering what he was playing at as he climbed into bed. "So you are ok with me…having lunch with Carter…alone?"

"Whatever." Sandy said riskily but casually.

Kirsten frowned a little confused and angry. "Fine. Maybe I'll call him tomorrow." She said spitefully.

"Ok." Sandy said switching out his light.

"Fine." Kirsten answered bitterly, switching out her light.

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"Hey I thought we could hang today? You know at your house or the diner, maybe the beach?" Summer asked over the phone to Seth.

Seth was hesitant to answer. "Uh actually I was just going to hang around here with Georgia…before she plays tonight."

"Oh." Summer said upset.

"You can come round if you want." Seth offered. He didn't want to sound mean to Summer but he felt like being with Georgia for the day. Summer was relieved that Seth wasn't completely disowning her for his sister. "Yeah I um yeah." She answered. "Cohen?" She said stronger. "What's your deal lately? I mean don't take this the wrong way cause I totally get it, I do, but why do you always need to stay with her? You lived 14 years without her. Why can't you just give us the night? Why do you always have to be with her?" Summer knew she was maybe acting selfish but she thought Seth was more. There are two people in a relationship, and it's not just up to him when they would meet and what they would do.

"Because I almost didn't have the chance to have a sister." He answered. "I felt stupid for being angry and upset for losing something I never really had. And since she's been here, I've felt a lot better and I get to teach her all sorts of stuff. Sure, she looks up to me," Seth assumed, "I'm her big brother. But you know what?" Seth paused. "I look up to her a little bit too."

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Later that day, Sandy and Kirsten were both at home for lunch. The tension between them last night (or rather the bitterness from Kirsten) was no more…until now;

"Did you call Carter?" Sandy asked. Kirsten was surprised by Sandy, again. She thought he would have regretted saying she could see Carter and hoped it would have passed today.

"Not yet…you're still ok with this?" She asked and when Sandy casually said yes she felt a pit of anger bursting in her stomach. "I can't believe you." She said.

"Why?" Sandy asked. He sensed she was a little mad but assumed it was hormones; no other explanation. "Why are you mad that I'm ok with this?" He said, almost smirking.

"Because, Sandy, if things were the other way around I wouldn't be ok with it. If Rebecca asked you out to dinner, I couldn't stop you," Oh but she could, Kirsten thought. "But I would most certainly try."

"Well maybe I trust you more than you trust me." Sandy blurted out, getting a little frustrated.

"Of course I trust you Sandy," Kirsten said sincerely. "It's Rebecca I don't trust."

"So what are you implying? That I shouldn't trust Carter?" He asked and Kirsten said no. "For what reason?" He interrogated her.

"No reason." Kirsten said, realising what that must of sounded like. "I don't know. I just can't see why you aren't trying to stop me."

"Because I don't think I have to!" Sandy assumed. "You can see Carter."

"You know what fine;" Kirsten said spitefully. "I'll go call him now. Enjoy your lunch." She said storming out.

Sandy sighed and walked out after her. "Why is it that women always walk away from an argument?"

"I am diffusing a potentially volatile situation here Sandy." Kirsten warned him turning around.

Sandy mused. "So what you're really saying is women are trying to save men from women because you need us…"

Kirsten pointed her finger at Sandy. "When women find out how to pro-create" She paused. "And we will. You will be gone."

Sandy smiled knowing it would piss her off more. "Face it; you need us to survive."

Kirsten wondered how it was that they managed to reach such random arguments from their quarrels. "Apparently." She said, bringing the conversation back to what it was before. "And according to you men- the plural- is the optimum word in this situation."

Sandy threw up his hands. "Forget this; I'll be in the kitchen." And he walked away. "Good!" Kirsten shouted bitterly as she went and picked up the phone in the hallway.

In the kitchen Sandy lingered around, biting his thumb nail. He knew he shouldn't have done but he picked up the phone in the kitchen and eavesdropped into their conversation. "Hi Carter it's me…" When no one replied Sandy realised Kirsten had got his voicemail. "Georgia told me you were in Newport for a few days so I thought we could maybe catch up…lunch or something." She said hesitant. "Uh you know where to reach me. Bye."

Sandy hung up the phone before Kirsten could catch him. He banged the phone against his forehead. "Idiot!"

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The night was going great. No more than great it was amazing! Even though Georgia had no one there to watch it was still great. The atmosphere in the club was so high because there was an 21st birthday party and all the party-goers were wild - and pissed out of their minds. Everyone made requests and their choices were pretty decent and Georgia, Justin and Elle managed to play almost all songs asked.

As the night was coming to an end, they played more chill out songs. There had been many desires for different love songs as most people came with their hunnies or met up with someone they liked.

As Georgia sang and strummed her guitar she looked over at Justin and caught his eye. They both exchanged admiring smiles before she turned to the mic again. Throughout their time together, Georgia and Justin had become very close. More than just friends, or best friends. Elle had noticed and become a little jealous but she had always been jealous of her brother anyway. There was definatly chemistry between them. It was clear that they should be going out but Georgia had held back; she didn't want to start something when she didn't know how long she would be there. IT was getting harder and harder to resist though; they flirted continuously without even realising it.

"…From this moment as long as I live I will love you," Justin had been watching Georgia play; he couldn't keep his eyes off her. "I promise you this there is nothing I wouldn't give," She looked at him and smiled then turned back to the mic for one powerful note hitter. "From this moment on...Oh-h!"

As Georgia started to play the electric guitar solo Justin stopped playing his bass and sped over to her, forcing his lips on hers. She was taken by surprise but kept playing. She kissed him back, grinning through the kiss. Everyone "woooo'd" as Georgia managed to play and kiss her new boyfriend at the same time.

She pulled away reluctantly when she had to. "You're the reason I believe in love." She sung masterfully. "And you're the answer to my prayers from up above." Justin walked back over to his spot and started to strum again. "My dreams…came true…because….of you…" She let go of her guitar and put her hands around the mic. "From…this…moment…" That girl could hit a note. If there was anything she was thankful for from Sandy, it was definatly her voice. Being up there on stage made her feel like she was standing on the bar in Cyotee Ugly.

All of a sudden she felt dizzy. They say love makes you feel weak in the knees but this was significantly different. She looked out into the audience squinting as they started to spin. She slowed down playing and eventually stopped singing as well.

Carter, who was watching from the bar, had noticed her looking wobbly he started to walk up to the stage concerned.

Georgia looked down at her hand as she could feel it start to shake. She tried to clench her fist but her hand kept shaking. "No…not now." When she realised what was about to happen she struggled to quickly get her guitar over her head. By the time she had it off her, in her hand, it was too late; she was already falling to the ground on the stage.

Carter ran up on the stage beside her, about to take control as she started to fit.

"Georgia!" Justin called out running over to her. "Someone call an ambulance!" Carter called out. There was calamity and alarm in the audience as they realised Georgia was fitting.

"It's ok Georgia. You'll be fine darling." Carter reassured her. Maybe tonight wasn't going to end as great as it had started.

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Kirsten slammed into the reception desk, panting for air. "Georgia McRoberts. Our Daughter, She had a fit."

"Ah yes." The young, blonde receptionist smiled, looking at a chart. "Your daughter is in ward 1. Down the hall and to your left."

"Thank you." Sandy said, placing his hand on Kirsten's back and started to guide her away but the receptionist spoke up, causing them to stop. "The man who came in with her is waiting for you to arrive."

"Probably Justin or Jamal."

"Who's Jamal?" Kirsten asked.

"New manager for the Bait Shop." Kirsten turned to the receptionist and thanked her again before walking down a corridor. They were stopped by a doctor who had called after them. "Excuse me. Are you Georgia McRobert's parents?" He asked. Presumably the receptionist had directed him to them. They nodded. "Dr Kramer, I attended to Georgia when she came in."

AS Sandy continued to speak to Dr Kramer, Kirsten continued to wander down Ward 1 until she found Georgia's room. She walked in only to be shocked when a surprise guest was sitting at her daughter's side. "Carter?"

Carter stood up and smiled warmly at Kirsten when she came in. He walked forward to her with the intentions of a hug, or more, hopefully a kiss. Kirsten walked closer to Carter, she brushed past him going to her daughter's side. "What happened? Were you there?" she asked sitting down on the bed and stroking her forward, wiping strands of hair away from her face.

"Yeah it happened pretty fast." Carter said. "She just fell down on the stage. I don't think she hurt herself. You should ask Dr Kramer though, she knows all the science stuff."

"Yeah Sandy's uh…" She trailed off, looking at him and loosely pointing out the door. "So how's your job?" She asked.

"Oh it's good except the people aren't so great. Yeah just something about New Yorkers" Carter paused shortly "They don't have that unique or wonderful quality. They aren't as fun to work with." He smiled.

Kirsten ignored what Carter said, although she was flattered to she fake smiled but turned her head away. "So a daughter huh?" Kirsten giggled. "You want to explain that one to me?"

Kirsten laughed again. "I'm really not sure how to put it simply."

"Well, just so you know," Carter said, pacing forwards, "Of all the things I thought possible to happen in the OC, this was definatly at the bottom of my list."

Kirsten smiled and said confidently "Mine too."

Carter looked over Kirsten's shoulder to Georgia. "I should have guessed when I saw her. She's beautiful. Looks just like you." Kirsten blushed feeling awkward, relieved for a moment when he spoke again. She had never felt so lost for words in her life. She was worried about what may come out of her mouth. She didn't want to end the night with any more regrets. "I've been meaning to call you." Carter said. "I thought we could get together. Catch up."

Sandy walked up to the room but, on hearing Carter's voice, stopped himself from going in the room right away. Instead, he listened to them from outside.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Kirsten said, looking up to Carter.

"You shouldn't hold back just because Sandy might not like it." Carter told her.

Kirsten shock her head. "Sandy's not putting words in my mouth Carter. This is me talking; I don't think we should." Sandy frowned outside. Didn't she want to meet up with him? If she didn't, why did she call him? He hoped this wasn't one of those things or games he didn't get again.

Carter smirked. "C'mon," he spoke friendly "I just saved your daughter's life. The least you could do is buy me a drink." Kirsten opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She really didn't want to see Carter but still didn't feel like she could turn him down.

Sandy sensed his wife felt ill at ease and so walked in. "Carter." He said cheerfully, as if he hadn't heard anything. "I heard you were in town."

Carter bowed his head slightly and smiled. "Nice to see you again."

"Right back at you and thanks for bringing Georgia in. Really, thank you. I should buy you a drink sometime or we could go surfing." Maybe misjudge a surf and cut his head off…

"Uh yeah, I may take you up on that." Carter said, starting to leave. "It was nice to see you again." He looked at Kirsten but she just gave him a blank expression. There was nothing there anymore. "Bye."

Kirsten stepped in close to Sandy. "You didn't have to do that."

"You never called him." Sandy smiled, relieved.

Kirsten grinned devilishly at him, rubbing her hands over his chest. "I can think of better ways to spend my nights." Kirsten slid her hands down his back and snuck her hands into his back jeans pockets and Sandy grinned as they kissed passionately.

"You know if you asked nicely I'm sure the nurse will give you a private room." A small voice, arose from the bed. They immediately pulled away rushing to one side of the bed when the realised Georgia was awake. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine."

"Did you hurt yourself?"

"No. I don't think so. I feel fine."

"Well are you tired? You've gotta be tired. You should get some rest."

Georgia smiled. "I'm fine. Can we just go home?" Sandy smiled. "Yeah." He turned around and his smile dropped. He frowned and sighed. It could wait. He knew he needed to tell her but how could he? How could he destroy his daughter's one passion?

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Kirsten walked into her bedroom, taking off her watch later that night. Sandy was sitting on the end of their bed dazed. "She's sleeping it off." Kirsten said. She walked over to her dresser and dropped her watch, and turned around to Sandy as she took off her earrings. "I think she'll be ok. Just tired you know." Sandy didn't move. "Sandy?" He still didn't stir. Kirsten walked round to him. She gently put her hand on his back and sat down beside him. "Are you ok?" She asked softly.

Sandy turned his head. "Uh what? Uh yeah yeah."

"You didn't hear a word I said." Kirsten said quietly. Sandy was silent again. She looked at him and pouted. He looked so sad and worried. Kirsten knew this would trouble Sandy. He was really petrified when he saw her fit and she sympathised with him having to watch her like that, completely helpless. But at the same time, she had to thank god he was there because, if he wasn't, who knows what would have happened.

"Don't worry; Dr Kramer said it was a one off thing. He will up Georgia's med and she should be fine. Probably just overexcitement."

Sandy kept his focus forward. "Dr Kramer said," He spoke sensitively "she thought the trigger may have been the strobe lighting."

Kirsten frowned. "Does this mean Georgia can't play anymore?"

"I don't see any other way." Sandy said defeated. "We got lucky tonight; next time she might hurt herself-"

"She's going to be so crushed." Kirsten said. "…but you're right." Kirsten sighed. She rubbed Sandy's knee reassuringly. "I'll tell her tomorrow."

Sandy shook his head. "No, no." He insisted modestly. "We'll do it together." Kirsten nodded slightly at him.

Sandy turned his head and looked at her for the first time yet. "I can't let anything happen to her. We've waited too long for this."

"I know." Kirsten said. She wrapped her arm round his shoulder and they leaned into each other. "I know."

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Georgia laughed. Matthew always knew how to make her do that. As she spoke to him on the phone she realised how much she missed him, and everyone else she left behind. It wasn't as if, by talking to Matthew- whom she has had a crush on since they became friends when they were 9- she was cheating on Justin. It was just two best friends talking. And that's all they ever were, or would be. Despite Georgia's feelings Matthew couldn't return the feelings, vowing he knew her only as a friend. 'A guy with long hair' he told her. She laughed though.

"When are you coming home?" Matthew asked, begging her.

Georgia paused. "I don't know. I mean I've thought about it but…I just don't know. I'm having a lot of fun here."

"But I miss you."

"I know; I miss you too."

"Please come home. I need to see you."

"Matthew please don't make this harder than it already is. I can't say no to my family, you know that, and you're my family but so are the Cohens now." Matthew sighed defeated. He never realised how much he would miss her. He was bored after a week. Six later he was just depressed. He needed her around; unlike his other guy friends, he could trust her cause guys aren't as good as keeping secrets as girls are. They told each other practically everything.

There was a knock on Georgia's door an dKirsten popped her head through. "Matthew I've got to go."

"Ok, miss you. You'll call me later?"

"Of course. Love you."

"You too. Bye."

"Who was that?" Kirsten asked.

"Matthew."

"How are you feeling?"

"Good, fine, hyper." She smirked.

"Well I told Mrs Skinner not to come today." Kirsten said. Mrs Skinner was Georgia's home tutor, for most things.

Later that morning, Kirsten and Sandy sat Georgia down at the breakfast table, not knowing how to start the conversation.

"So what's up?" Georgia asked.

Sandy and Kirsten looked at each other. "It's about your fits…" Sandy started. "Dr Kramer thinks he may have found out what the trigger is." Georgia raised her eyebrows, acknowledging Sandy. "Flashing lights; from the TV, computer"

"Strobe lighting?" Georgia asked hearing these facts before. Kirsten nodded. She noticed the anxious looks on both her parents' faces. They looked apologetic. "You're going to stop me from playing aren't you?" She said her voice rising.

"We don't see any other way sweetie." Kirsten said.

"Not without getting you hurt again." Sandy continued.

"But I wasn't hurt. I'm fine." She emphasised.

"But you might not be next time. Look we just want what's best for you kiddo." Sandy told her.

"Best for me?" Georgia mocked. "Sandy, this is the only thing I'm good at. This is the only thing I can do around here."

Kirsten shook her head. "Georgia that's not true."

"Yes but it's my thing, my freedom, my trait. What's the problem? My meds have been upped, the lights won't make any difference." She argued.

"That is not how it works Georgia and you know it. They best thing we can do for you is avoid the trigger." Sandy said.

"So we can play without the flashing lights."

"We're not taking any risks Georgia, and that's the end of this conversation." Sandy raised his voice. He got up and walked away, frustrated but knew he did what he had to do. Georgia slammed her hands on the table. "This sucks bum!" She started to stomp off but Kirsten stopped her.

"Georgia" She said softly "Sit down." Georgia looked at her caring face and did so.

"We're just trying to do what's best for you. We don't want to see you get hurt."

Georgia sighed. "Oh I know. It's just not fair."

"How about a compromise?" Georgia looked up. "I will talk to Dr Kramer about a way to avoid lights triggering a seizure if you go two weeks without playing."

"Two weeks!"

"That's the deal…It would mean so much to me Georgia, and Sandy. He's really worried about you you know."

Georgia paused. "yeah I kinda saw that." She sighed. "Alright fine. Two weeks."

"Good" Kirsten said. "And I will talk to Kramer.

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I am so so so sorry this chapter has been so late to be put up. I ended up putting two chapters together cause the first one was too short and I also started to write the next chapter at the same time so the next chapter will be up very soon for you, as an apology I guess so…in a long drained out sentence; sorry for the delay.

OC season 3 in 2 days! Not that I'll see it then cos I am in the UK but I can download:)

Thanks to everyone who has been reviewing; there has been so many I can't credit but I will as from now on cos I really do appreciate it!

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