Ok so I'm really really sorry that I haven't updated in pretty much forever but I've just had a lot of conflict with myself deciding on whether I should continue or not. And I was't going to but I was reading back over some of the reviews I got and well you guys actually treat me pretty great. I've decided to keep going for the moment. I've also been reading over Something Unpredictable and I think I'm going to do more chapters like then. LESS drama perhaps lol. So here's a start….please tell me what you think and if you want anything particular to happen you can definatly mention that!

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Georgia sat in the lifeguard tower on the beach by herself. She let the humid wind blow lose strands of hair over her face. She felt totally remote; no one was up yet. Not even the sun. It was a few days after the kidnapping and Georgia was still finding herself trying to readjust. She didn't even notice when someone walked up the ramp and stood next to her.

"Want some company?" Georgia looked up and smiled when she saw a familiar face in a black Armani suit with a white shirt tucked neatly into his trousers.

"Sure." She answered and Connley Ray sat down beside her.

"How are you holding up?" He asked her.

Georgia paused and said "I'm keeping my head above the water." softly without looking at Connley.

"Is that why you are hands are still shaking?" He asked sympathetically in a strong Californian accent.

Georgia looked at her hands, clenched her fists then looked at Connley. She opened her mouth but it took a second for the words to come out. "I thought it would have stopped by now."

"You know what I find relaxes me, Georgia? Reading. Do you like to read?"

"Mmm…for school. When I have to really. I read magazines. Music magazines."

"Well I don't think NME will help you in this situation." He paused and Georgia half smiled at him. "You should read about the Greek myths."

"Oh sacrifice to the gods?" Georgia asked half sarcastically as she vaguely remembered doing Ancient Greece in school.

"No, the Greek myths are not about the gods they're about the heroes. And Georgia, you're a hero."

"Yeah, right." Georgia said looking at him blankly.

"No really. With everything that you've been through….and the spirit you bring to those around you. What did each of the heroes have to go through before they could fulfil their quest?" He asked her.

Georgia frowned at him. "They all had to go to a dark place and face the scariest thing they thought of."

Connley smiled at her and nodded. "That's right. And I don't think I've ever met such a brave teenager." Georgia smiled. "Come on. Let's get you back to your parents before they start to worry."

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"Morning Georgia sweetie." Kirsten welcomed her. She was doing a crossword at the kitchen table. Thankfully she didn't notice her sneaking in the front door.

"Morning."

"I found this add for dance classes. I was wondering if you would like to go."

Georgia gave an amused smirk. "Uh no!"

"Why not? You used to do ballet."

"Yeah and I stopped for a reason."

"Why?"

"I hated it! It was so girly and phoney."

"I used to love ballet! I did it until I was 17 and I loved it."

"Well that's the difference between you and me."

"Ok well what would you prefer to do?"

"Basketball, swimming, surfing, roller-blading and Ash is teaching me baseball, that's pretty cool. Kinda like rounders." Kirsten had confirmed her suspicions; her daughter was a bit of a tom-boy; very sporty and hated girlish things- like baby pink, ballet and she didn't know how to make daisy chains.

"But I thought you enjoyed that ballet you went to last Chrismukkah with dad."

"Are you kidding we went to the Knicks/Clippers game-" Georgia started smiling but then realised Kirsten had never found that out judging by the frown creasing her forehead. "Oh…" Georgia trailed with a nervous laugh.

Sandy walked into the kitchen.

"Morning ladies. What are you talking about?"

Kirsten wheeled herself away from the table. "Oh just that ballet you and Georgia went to last Chrismukkah. You remember don't you? The Nutcracker." She said with a sly smile.

Sandy smiled slightly as he opened a bottle of water ignoring eye contact. "Uh yeah sure."

"You know I never got round to asking you how it was?"

Sandy turned away from her and fiddled about with items on the kitchen counter. "…It was…magical…one of the best ballet performances of all time."

Kirsten looked at the fridge. "Yeah…you brought back the programme. Oh look here." She pulled it off the fridge. "This is what John Gordon the New York Times reviewer thought; it was magical. One of the best ballet performances of all time."

Sandy faked surprise. "Isn't that amazing that we would have the same opinions. Great minds think alike."

Georgia grinned and was about to start laughing. Kirsten chuckled slightly at Sandy. "You went to a basketball game."

"No, no." He swallowed his water. "We did go to the ballet."

"Oh yeah…and how did it end?"

"The audience woke up and stumbled to their cars." Sandy teased. Georgia started to laugh but saw Kirsten wasn't amused so she excused herself and went to call Elle.

"Ok Tommy from next-door won courtside tickets. Courtside tickets! And gave them to me. Do you know how rare they are?"

Kirsten smiled and turned to put the dishes from breakfast in the dishwasher. "Ok, yes I understand that but do you know what you taught Georgia that day? That basketball was cool and ballet wasn't."

"No I didn't. We were only there for 30 minutes, had we been there longer she may have been able to…" Kirsten put up her hands and turned away. Sandy laughed at her. "No, no hunny. Georgia's 15 she can make those decisions herself."

Kirsten smiled and shrugged. "I know but it's just that Seth has his comics, Ryan has his ladies and Georgia was my last hope of opening her mind to something outside of science-fiction and boy land."

"But she likes sports." Sandy said sympathetically.

"Right and there's nothing wrong with that. I wouldn't ask her to change." Kristen put her hands on Sandy's arms. She spoke softly. "I don't mind that you don't like some of the things I like, just make it ok for the kids to like what I like."

Sandy smiled and nodded. "Ok."

Georgia came back into the kitchen with the phone in her hand. "Mum, is it cool if Elle sleeps over tonight?"

"Yeah sure." Kirsten smiled.

"Oh and could you please drive us to the skate park? The one at Laguna Hills?"

"Uh sure." Kirsten nodded.

"Don't you want to go for a surf?" Sandy asked smiling but a little insulted.

Georgia paused. "Uh...ye-…ok Elle it's all cool but could you come round at lunch? I need to go surfing with my dad…great. Ok see you then." She hung up and looked up at Sandy. "Ok I'll go change." She brushed passed Seth and Ryan as she left.

"Morning boys." Kirsten said.

"Hey, oh by the way Sandy, uh the water in the poolhouse shower is coming back up."

"Ugh there's probably something blocking it. I'll go have a look. Thanks Ryan."

"Honey, take off your wedding ring. I don't want it going down the drain." Kirsten said.

"Right." Sandy said tugging it off and putting it on the counter. Kirsten followed him out, going into her bedroom to get changed.

Seth sighed. "Dad shouldn't put his ring g by the sink, it's doomed to fall down, he should put it here." He said moving it along the counter and in doing so, he slipped. The ring fell out of his hand and went into the air vent. "oh no." Seth's eyes went wide.

Sandy walked in. "Oh no what?" Seth spun around looking guilty. "Uh uh uh uh" He stuttered. "You know your wedding ring?"

"You lost my wedding ring!"

"No, no uh not lost. Just uh misplaced." Seth eyed the vent. Sandy rolled his eyes.

"Well…" He handed him a spanner. "Here. You can get it out."

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"Ahh!" Georgia and Sandy screamed as the rain pounded on their backs while they ran towards the diner for cover. Their surfing time was interrupted by a mild monsoon. When they finally got inside it was jam-packed with people. Georgia weaved through the crowd to get to the toilets and Sandy grabbed a seat at a table while it was free.

The woman sitting at the table beside Sandy started to look him up and down. She sighed. "How long is this rain supposed to last?"

Sandy realised she was speaking to him and so turned himself to face her slightly. "Not long hopefully." He looked around to the blurred out window. "I've got to get back home so I can go to work."

The woman took an interest in Sandy. "What do you do?"

"I'm a lawyer." Sandy said.

"Really?" The woman grinned impressed. "What type?"

"Public Defence."

"Wow. I'm a marketing director for T-Mobile."

Sandy hesitated. "…I have a phone."

The woman laughed. "Oh no, it's ok. I'm not on duty." She offered Sandy her hand. "I'm Karen."

"Sandy Cohen."

Thunder stroke. "Looks like we're going to be here for a while." Karen stood up. "Do you want to join me for a drink?"

Sandy realised Karen was hitting on him. He stood up. "No." He said bluntly and Karen was obviously upset. "Oh sorry." Sandy apologised sincerely. "What I meant was I'm married."

"Oh gosh!" Karen smirked. "Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't realise. You-you're not wearing a ring."

Sandy laughed. "I have to thank my un-coordinated son for that." Karen looked confused but laughed at the charming man. Georgia came back from the bathroom.

"Karen this is my daughter Georgia."

"Hi." Georgia said but then ignored her. "Dad we need to go. I have to get ready for school."

"Nice talking to you." Sandy said as he followed his daughter out the diner into the rain. "You too Sandy." Karen replied.

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Georgia and Sandy dashed into the house, drenched. They came in through the back to avoid dripping all over the rest of the house. Kirsten giggled to herself as she saw them run past the window in the rain.

"How was surfing?" She asked with a grin as she emptied the dishwasher.

"Great." Georgia answered as she pulled her soaked t-shirt over her head. "Dad was flirting with 'Karen-marketing-director-for-T-Mobile'"

"Shh!" Sandy nudged Georgia. He turned to Kirsten. "I was not flirting." He smiled calmly.

"So what were you doing with 'Karen-marketing-director-for-T-Mobile'?" Kirsten asked.

"Don't worry mum; he shot her down really quickly." Georgia smiled devilishly at Sandy before going to shower.

Sandy raised his eyebrows and smiled nervously. "Nothing…she saw me without my wedding ring and started to, you know, check me out."

"I'm out without a ring on for an hour and already I'm getting hit on."

Kirsten folded her arms and grinned at him. "So you're pretty proud of this huh?"

Sandy nodded positively. "Yeah, I felt like a real hunk." He paused. "And it's actually a compliment to you."

Kirsten frowned. "How is that…exactly?" She asked mockingly.

"You are married to a very desirable man."

Kirsten smiled at him cunningly. She moved right up close to him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Do you think so?" She softly kissed his lips.

Sandy slid his hands on her waist. "Mmmhmmm" A short kiss. "I do."

"Mum!" Georgia yelled as she came into the kitchen, Elle behind her. Sandy pulled away from Kirsten. "Since its raining, can Elle and I build a ramp in the garage?"

"A ramp?" Kirsten continued. The girls nodded smiling. Kirsten smiled. "Yeah go ahead." She looked to Sandy and laughed then turned her head again calling after the girls. "Don't chop off your fingers!"

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The girls were laughing together as they built the ramp when Braden knocked on the garage door.

"Come in!" Georgia sang. She looked up and saw Braden. "Get out!"

"Your mom said you were in here." He said.

"Great. I'll be sure to lie to her next time."

Braden walked in, his hands in his pockets. "Look Georgia I'm sorry. I didn't know that Michael knew you knew, ok? I wouldn't tell him that you did. I wouldn't do that to you."

"Ok." Georgia said coldly.

"Great so we're cool?" He asked hesitantly.

"No we're not." Georgia stated.

"Well you believe me right?" Braden asked.

Georgia looked up at Braden. "Yeah I believe you're sorry."

"Well then what?"

"I'm just not sure we should be hanging out for a while, k? It's just a bad idea. I need my space."

Braden nodded defeated, clearly upset, and left without saying a word. There was a silence. "Well that was a bit harsh." Elle said.

"Are you taking the piss? He could've got me killed."

"We all make mistakes Georgia. You know that if Braden had gone to the police about Michael, Michael would have gone after him. Probably you as well." Georgia paused. "Look he really cares about you. He really likes you. He's not worth losing as a friend."

Georgia sighed. "You're right." She jumped up.

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Georgia ran onto the drive where the rain beat down like there was no tomorrow. "Braden!" She yelled. Braden was only a few metres away, picking up his skateboard, but the loud rain made it hard to hear. Braden turned around and saw her. Both said nothing for a moment. "I'm sorry I was mad!" Georgia started. "I was just being stupid and scared and I wasn't thinking about what you would have to sacrifice for me! The truth is…I'm glad you didn't say anything….because I don't think I could live with myself if Michael had taken you instead of me."

Braden smiled and nodded. "So…we're cool?"

Georgia laughed at him. "Yeah Braden, we're cool."

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Please rate and review. I know this was kind of AU which thank u 2 Panz 4 explaining what that meant! Lol ALLY GET WELL SOON!