"Home Sweet Jesus Home!" Seth said proudly as he held the door open for Georgia as she pushed Kirsten in a wheelchair.

"Passenger we have arrived at the Cohen Household." She spoke in a phoney announcer's voice. "We hope you have a enjoyed your time with Georgia Express way and have a good night."

Kirsten smiled and giggled as she was whizzed around the living area, the boys and Sandy slowly walking in behind her with bags. "I can't believe I've been in hospital for two weeks."

"I don't mean to be a thunder-stealer but so have we." Ryan said.

The door shut and everyone came into the family area and faced each other. Georgia stopped but still stood behind Kirsten, leaning on the wheelchair.

"You're really home." Seth said to Kirsten.

"Yeah." Kirsten said with a growing grin. "And I'm not going anywhere ever again."

"Good." Seth said. "Cos I really missed this place."

"Yeah you can finally shower." Ryan said.

"Definatly a given." Georgia added on.

"That hospital smells like teen spirit. They're probably happy to get rid of us." Sandy joked. "Hey anyone hungry?" He asked.

"Starving." Seth said.

"Yeah." Ryan said.

"I'm starving!" Set repeated overdramatically.

"Yeah."

Georgia shrugged. "I could eat."

"Actually guys," Kirsten hesitated as Georgia started to turn her around. "I think I'm just gonna take a shower and lie down for a while."

Georgia spun her mum in the other direction. "Right away!"

Kirsten rolled her eyes. "Georgia I don't need to be pushed around. I can walk by myself."

"But you haven't seen the best part." Seth whined.

"They built a ramp honey." Sandy sighed.

"We built a ramp." Ryan said.

"Well actually Ryan built a ramp." Seth said.

"Into your bedroom." Ryan stated.

Kirsten smiled gratefully. "Well that's very nice and thoughtful of everybody-" Kirsten yelped as she was interrupted by Sandy scooping her up into his arms. "How about I save us all some time." He said.

"Night!" Kirsten yelled back giggling as she got carried away.

In the kitchen Seth and Ryan slumped themselves down on the kitchen island. Georgia went round by the counter. Truth was they were all tired. They hadn't slept in a proper bed in two whole weeks. It was only 21:23, as they read on the kitchen clock dial, but they were all ready to kick the bucket. "Warm milk?" Georgia offered the boys and they nodded. She slammed three mugs onto the counter and got the milk out the fridge.

"I'm glad we have mum back." Georgia said before almost the pouring milk into the kettle before realising it was off.

"Same." Ryan answered. "They'll be a presence here to keep us in order." He continued as he got fresh milk out of the grocery bag they had brought in.

"You've noticed the punishing evil eye?" Georgia asked as she took the milk from Ryan. "It's a powerful thing you know."

"You know what else is powerful? Her cooking." Seth groaned.

"Yeah I can't believe she was going to become a caterer with Julie Cooper." Georgia smirked. "Who came up with that plan?"

"What could she have done? She didn't want to be away from the Newport Group for too long." Seth said, referring to when she came out of Suriak and had to have certain times leave before she went back to work.

"Uh took a holiday!" Georgia said.

The boys "pff'd".

"No holiday is a holiday with Kirsten." Ryan said.

"There are always schedules and seeing the sights and visiting the attractions which brings me to another point that she hates the sea." Seth said.

'Ironic really' Georgia thought. 'Since they lived practically right on the beach.'

As the kettle clicked off Georgia spoke up. "Ok so mum isn't perfect. But we love her flaws and she's fun for loads of different reasons."

"True, true." The boys agreed.

"Excellent." Georgia smiled half asleep. "So we're agreed?" Seth nodded whilst yawning and she slid the mug of warm milk across to him quickly. She did the same to Ryan after he nodded.

"It's great." Ryan said slurping.

"Things can go back to normal in this place." Seth said sounding like he had a lisp because he burnt his tongue.

"Nothing ever happening." Georgia said smiling.

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"I'm glad you talked me into doing this but you know you do have more than enough money to bring a decorator in." Georgia said smirking as she used a roller to spread paint across her walls.

"Where's the fun in that?" Kirsten grinned as she did the same. Te mother and daughter had the house to themselves. Seth and Ryan were back at school a day later as was Sandy back at work.

"Have you ever done any painting for yourself before?" Georgia asked Kirsten looking at her with 'I bet you haven't' stare.

"As a matter of fact I have. Jimmy and I painted his dorm room and his apartment. Took us no time at all."

"Two quickies with Jimmy huh?" Kirsten gave Georgia a 'don't even go there' look as she shook her head.

"Sorry." Georgia said. "Well I have painted my bedroom every time it needed done." Georgia said with a snobby accent. "And that took me no time at all. Of course, my bedroom back home is the size of a prison cell."

"So you're still for this shocking pink huh?" Kirsten asked stepping back looking at the wall they had almost finished.

"Aye!" Georgia said rolling over the final blank wall space and stepping back. "And we'll paint that wall black" Pointing to the one on her right where the windows were. "The rest this 'shocking pink' and that wall," Turning round and pointing to the wall opposite the windows "Will be pink and have a black stripe through it from the corner swerving down to the ground."

Kirsten giggled. "That's very punk rock of you."

Georgia laughed as they picked up the pink paint cans and carried them over to the blank wall. "I still can't believe you of all people went to an Iron Maiden concert."

"Hey I was quite the rock chick back then."

"It was the year…"

"Just stop there. You don't believe a mother can be into rock music?"

"Yeah I can believe 'a mother' can just not you."

"Well believe it sweetie."

"So you mean to tell me you did drugs and everything as well?" Kirsten paused for a second to breathe before she answered but Georgia cut in, yelling "My mum's a junkie!" Kirsten just rolled her eyes and carried on painting. "Those magic mushrooms and pot we smoked is reeeeeeeeally hitting me right now." Georgia mumbled.

Kirsten laughed. "You're a freak."

"I'm soooooooooo stoned right now. Are you stoned?"

Kirsten put on a big cheesy grin. "Kirsten Cohen doesn't smoke pot." Georgia laughed.

Georgia watched her mum paint noticing the bare of her neck where the bunches she had put in her hair were separated and left space. It was irresistible. "Kirsten your shoelace is undone." Kirsten bent over looking down and Georgia dripped a huge blob of paint on the back of Kirsten's neck and upper back which trickled down her vest top.

Kirsten yelped as she sprung back up.

"That was evil!" Kirsten shouted with a forming grin. She took her brush and swiped it across Georgia's face making her nose pink. Georgia gasped. "There now you're Rudolf-the-pink-nose-my-dear." Kirsten stood back, hand on her hips, proudly smirking.

"That's cold!" Georgia looked up at her and smeared Kirsten's right arm in paint. Kirsten quickly responded wiping the cold paint over her daughter's collarbone. Eventually the two were running around the room laughing as they flicked paint at each other. They both had paint dotted all over them. The walls were covered in spots as well not that it mattered. Kirsten loved how she was feeling; like an immature kid with not a care in the world. And even better, she was feeling like a kid with her daughter. Like every mother should. She didn't want this moment to end because she had missed out on this feeling so much with her only daughter. She had always felt like Georgia's childhood had slipped away from her.

They ran into each other and held both of the opposition's arms down at their sides. Seeing they would get nowhere Kirsten tightened her grip and spoke strained. "Truce?"

Georgia nodded. At the same time they both let go.

They panted. "That was fun." Kirsten said.

"Again?"

"No I think I'm good with one round." Kirsten said rubbing her hand across her collarbone. "You win." She frowned and rubbed her head.

"Are you ok?" Georgia asked concerned and putting her hand on her mother's back.

Kirsten nodded. "Yeah…just tired."

"Let's take a break."

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"Kirsten!" Georgia asked calling out as she had heard Kirsten walking coming down the stairs into the living area.

Kirsten popped her head around the corner of the stairway. "Yeah?"

"Could you help me with my homework?" Georgia asked. It was ironic that Georgia even got homework when she had home-tutoring. However since Kirsten was going to be at home for the next week at least - that's if Sandy and the kids could keep her off work that long – they gave Georgia's teachers that much of a holiday.

Kirsten smiled as she went over to Georgia and sat down beside her looking at the green folder and sheets of paper spread out in front of her on the couch. "What are you doing?"

"Higher Biology." Georgia said pouting. "What's ATP?"

Kirsten barely had to think for a second. "Adenosine Triphosphate." She used to spend ages revising that for exams but Georgia's face was blank. Perhaps showing they had the same state of mind when it came to studying. "Ok do you know what Adenosine Diphosphate is?"

Georgia nodded. "Yeah…ADP."

"How many inorganic phosphates does it have?"

"Two."

"And what does 'Tri' tell you about ATP?"

"It has three inorganic phosphates?" Georgia guessed.

Kirsten smiled. "Yes." Georgia nodded. "Ok so ATP is…" Georgia thought as she wrote down the equation, "…ADP + Pi + energy."

"You've got it." Kirsten said giggling.

"But…" Georgia frowned and shifted a little to face her mum. "It says here…" Georgia pointed in the textbook with her pencil "That cells only get energy from ATP not glucose, like we do. Like in chocolate or something."

"Ok well cells do get energy from glucose but not right away. They get immediate energy from ATP which is what they need."

"Don't we get energy from glucose right away?" Georgia said puzzled.

Kirsten sighed slightly thinking. "Ok…imagine you've just been surfing with your dad. Neither of you have any money and there's no one else around. You're exhausted; you've been walking for days and you basically feel like you can't go one much longer. Okay? Then you find a vending machine with a bottle of coke in it. In the sand beside it there is 50 cent coin and a $50 note. What would you pick?"

Georgia paused. "I wanna say the $50 but I know it's a trick," She smirked.

"You're right." Kirsten said. "Now why would you choose the 50cent?"

Georgia thought. "Because you can use the 50 cent to get the coke."

"And what does coke have in it?"

Georgia smiled before answering. "ATP!" Kirsten smiled. "Yes! The $50 could by you 100 cans but that would take a long time and only slowly give you energy but you needed it fast so you would choose the 50 cent."

Georgia grinned. "That's actually a pretty great analogy. You been waiting long to use that?" Kirsten giggled.

Georgia looked up at her mum closely. "You have been waiting a long time to do this haven't you?"

"It's amazing how the little things usually end up being what you miss the most…I don't know. When Seth was younger, I used to love it when he came to me and asked for my help. He used to find it hard to spell and every night I used to help him with his spelling homework. It was an odd feeling when that stopped because I was so proud of him but at the same time I didn't want him to stop asking me for help. I guess I liked being the one who showed him what the world is like."

Georgia paused and looked at Kirsten smiling warmly. She turned slightly to face her more straight-on. She took a breath and spoke softly. "I don't want a mum that'll show me the world; I want one who will share it with me."

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Kirsten looked out the kitchen window smiling and laughing as she watched Georgia and Justin playing about while she took the freshly baked cookies out the oven. They had used the wheelchair, that Kirsten refused to be apart of, and put a block in front of the pool. They pushed each other, on the wheelchair, aiming for the blocks, causing it to throw them forward into the air at which point they would then bomb-dive into the pool.

She didn't even hear Sandy come in. "It's amazing! You're cooking and there's no fire engines or dogs howling in the neighbourhood!" He smiled before he slipped his arms around her from the side. "Mmm hello." He murmured as he devoured in her scent.

"Georgia and I baked cookies." Kirsten said with a grin. "Want to try a bite?" Kirsten asked breaking a piece off a warm chewy cookie Sandy pulled back. "Don't worry they're not poisonous." Kirsten smiled as she lifted the piece up to Sandy's mouth. "And if they are I promise to drive you to the hospital."

Sandy willingly took the cookie in his mouth from her fingers. He 'mmm'd at the delicious flavour.

"Good?" Kirsten asked hopefully. Sandy nodded. "Want a taste?" He asked. He leant in and indulged Kirsten with a passionate kiss. He swirled his tongue around inside her mouth, sharing the sweet taste.

Kirsten had her hands full – one with cookie and the other with a dish towel- so she wrapped her arms around Sandy's neck without touching him and ruining his suit. He ran his hands up her back and pulled her closer to him. Just as the heat was really rising the phone rang.

Kirsten sighed. "Hello? Sandy walked over to the counter, chucking another nibble of cookie into his mouth and looking out the window. He chuckled as he saw Georgia and Justin splashing in the pool. "Great!" Kirsten said down the phone. "Ok, thank you Dr Kim."

Sandy turned to Kirsten. "What was Dr Kim saying?" He asked, mumbling as he chewed on the cookie.

"She's going to let Georgia go to that basketball club harbour has after school on a Wednesday and a Saturday morning."

"Hunny that's great. How did you convince her to do that? Georgia doesn't even go to Harbour."

"I know but that's what begging is for." She grinned cheekily. "I wanted to get Georgia involved in something that she likes and somewhere she can make friends. Playing at the Bait Shop is out for the time being and I know she's still a little mad at us for that. Hopefully this'll make it up to her."

"That's a great idea." Sandy said smiling.

"Yeah well it's only for a two weeks. Christmas holidays are soon.

Sandy walked closer to his wife. "Is that paint on your neck?"

Kirsten looked down at her collar bone and giggled. "Yeah, we had a little paint fight. You should come see her room its 'cool couture'."

Sandy laughed as he followed her out.

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I know this chapter didn't really forward much in the story but I wanted a little fluff after all the previous drama. Anyhow MAJOR forward-ness next chapter. Which I have actually written. You will find out if Georgia is going home or not for the time being.

If any of you have been blessed enough to see it, what Georgia said about taking drugs and being high was partly from the season one bloopers which can be found on the season 2 DVD extras. It's during 'The escape' when Kirsten is helping Jimmy paint his flat and Tate comes out with 'The pot we smoked is really hitting me now" And Kelly does say "you're a freak" etc. That was funny as so I advise you watch it.

I do not own Iron Maiden.

I don't know if I have to say this or not but I do own my biology notes from which I took the Bio stuff. I'm sorry if that part was boring for some of you but I had that in a test the next day and I wanted to write so I decided to combine both and it actually helped me remember the stuff. Lol. But I do not own Miss McKenzie who is my Bio teacher and told me the notes etc

About that wee scene. I wanted to put something like that in to show how Kirsten was a good mum not only by being caring but showing her intelligence and breaking it down for Georgia.