Clark was finishing up his article for Lana before heading for class. Amara … or rather Queen Amara was getting back into the swing of things. She continued working the farm with Martha and Jonathan and also helped Jonathan keep a very stubborn Hippolyta in line.

The woman was an absolute nightmare.

Harry had his own companion today as he was showing Diana around the school. She was going to be spending a week at the castle investigating Smallville before Harry took her back to the island. He didn't want her to get too homesick. For now they were ignoring the soul bond issue in favour of letting nature take it's course.

"Clark? Clark Kent?"

Clark looked up from packing his bag to see an auburn haired older lady standing in the doorway.

"Can I help you?"

She looked at him with joyful tear filled eyes. "I'm your mother."

Clark's face took on a look of pure anger that the woman mistook for something else.

"I know it's hard to believe, but your name is Lucas an-"

"Stop." Clark said tightly. "Follow me."

Clark stormed passed the woman and headed straight for Clark's office. He didn't bother knocking as he barged in only to find Dani there alone.

"Where's Harry?" He demanded heatedly.

"Somewhere in the school." Dani said cautiously. Outside the window dark clouds began to gather. An ominous rumble came from the sky. "Clark, calm down." Dani said sternly. "I'll call Harry."

She picked up the phone, mainly for show due to the strange woman standing behind Clark, and put out a mental call for Harry to get to the office post haste.

Fortunately Harry and Diana were only seconds away.

"Clark, what's the problem?" Harry asked briskly as he entered and perched on his desk as Dani took Diana to a corner where they could watch and not be in the way.

"This- woman - just came up to me claiming she is my mother and that my name is Lucas." Clark growled.

Harry raised an eyebrow whilst looking at the woman. "Simple mistaken identity." Harry shrugged. "I know for a fact that Clark is not your son because I knew his parents."

"My son was given up for adoption to Metropolis United Charities by his father Lionel Luthor and I checked and know he went to the Kents." She declared.

"Sure, but I gave my little brother to the Kent's when he was young after our parents died. I wasn't able to care for him myself. MUC merely brokered the adoption."

"You're lying!"

"Easy way to prove it." Harry smirked. "But for now I must insist you stay away from my brother. I advise not pushing the matter directly and letting the courts handle this and prove the facts."

"You can't keep me away from my son." She argued.

"I have no intention of keeping you away from your son. Problem is, that is not your son." He pointed at Clark. "So, please exit the building in which you are currently trespassing before I call the police."

"That will not be possible." Came the voice of Emma Frost as she entered the room with Scott. "As you said, Dr. Potter, she is trespassing. I have already called the Sheriff. Please come with us and we will wait for the Sheriff in the interview room."

The woman looked around furiously but could see she had no other options.

She was escorted out behind Emma as Scott brought up the rear.

"Brother?" Clark asked incredulously.

Harry just shrugged. "You know its bullshit, I know its bullshit… but I can make it work and it will prevent any idiots trying to gain custody of you."

"What if they ask for a blood test?"

Harry just snorted. He waved a hand and to vials of blood appeared on his desk. "This is my blood and this is the blood of my imaginary half brother. They will pass any test unless they manage to get a hair or DNA sample from you without my knowledge."

"What will happen with that woman?"

"She wasn't lying." Harry saw Clark about to protest and hurried on. "She believed every word she said. She also wasn't insane in any manner so that leaves the possibility that she did have a son under the circumstances she gave. Which also means Lex probably has another half-sibling out there."

"But how did she even find me?" Clark asked. "I thought the adoption process was private."

"It is, but let's face it, with enough money you can get anything." Harry said disgustedly.

"Go head off to class Clark and ignore this as best you can." Dani instructed. "If she approaches you again then call the Sheriff or us. You are a minor in the care of two respected adults and no one is allowed to just walk up to you and take you away without permission, that permission will come from your parents, a social worker or the Sheriff."

"And if she gets those?"

"I already have Amara working on a restraining order. She will have to get that over turned first and that will alert Amara."

Clark nodded unhappily as he turned and headed off to class.

"You lied to that woman?"

Dani and Harry turned to the previously ignored Diana who was still standing in the corner.

"Take a seat Diana." Harry offered. "Lying is never the option we want to take, but the world is not ready to know about certain things like me being Death or Clark being both and alien and a god. They also aren't ready to know about your origins."

"But lying-"

"The truth would have hurt her. The truth would have hurt Clark." Dani said softly. "There will come a time when we can stop lying and tell the truth, but for now we live in secret, much like the Amazons do. Don't think of us as lying, think of us as hiding."

Diana's eyes widened at the implied accusation. "Amazons do not lie!"

"Then the Amazons wouldn't mind if we told the rest of the world all about Themiscyra and its inhabitants."

Diana was torn, there appeared to be no way to actually have it both ways. Either the Amazons stopped hiding and revealed their presence to the world or they stayed hidden, a form of a lie.

"Relax Diana." Dani said reassuringly. "Neither we nor the gods disapprove of the Amazons way of living or their secrecy. But you have to realise that the reasons for hiding on Themiscyra are far greater for us. We can't just stay silent and hope no one notices us; we have to actively create stories to protect ourselves. Which is why we call you Diana Prince."

Diana shuddered. "I do not like it. It feels wrong and dirty. But I do understand."

"The important part is that you understand." Harry said standing up. "It should never feel right to lie to others. Even if it is to protect yourself or them. When it starts to feel right you will find it very difficult to stop lying."


It was lunchtime and Dani, Harry and Diana were seated in the Doctor's Office eating their meal so that Harry and Dani could be available to anyone who needed them. Then they heard the shouting.

"That's Clark." Dani muttered as she stood up and headed out.

"Should we not help?" Diana asked.

"Nah, there is very little that Dani can't handle. She'll call if she needs backup."

Dani stormed angrily towards the Torch where the shouting was coming from.

"Clark Kent! What the hell are screaming and hollering about?"

"She is the reason that woman was here claiming to be my mother!" He pointed a finger accusingly at Chloe.

Lana and the trips where seated nearby just cringing at the whole scene.

Dani was confused as to why the Trips hadn't intervened.

"She deserved it." Mindee scowled at Chloe as she answered Dani's thoughts. There were no secrets between the bonded.

"She ignored Amara's teachings and pried into Clark's personal life and adoption." Celeste continued.

"Stupid bitch posted Clark's details on an adoption website." Phoebe sneered.

"I didn't know about Clark's 'past' at the time." Chloe tried to defend herself.

"That makes absolutely no difference Sullivan." Dani scowled angrily. "You were told not to invade other's privacy despite the fact that Celeste set a fine example for you by not involving your mother."

"Time for you to learn a lesson Chloe." Phoebe said quietly. "You came so close to having your life splayed open like a book twice now. First when Celeste refrained from looking your mother up for an assignment and secondly when Amara and the Sheriff avoided investigating you thoroughly when you were abducted.

"Now we are going to find your mother. We are going to overturn every single secret in your life and you will learn the lesson the hard way."

"NO!" Chloe screamed.

"Isn't there another way?" Lana asked, she didn't agree with what Chloe had done, she just didn't want anyone else to suffer.

"Of course there are other ways Lana." Mindee said as she placed a calming hand on the ebony haired girls shoulder. "But we tried those already and she learnt nothing."

"You called?" Harry asked as he and Diana entered the office, Dani having put out a mental request to Harry.

"You heard what happened?" Dani asked.

"The girls kept us in the loop." He nodded to the Cuckoos.

"Clark needs to go home. He needs a break. I also want to send Chloe to the Amazons for a while. She is not going to learn her lessons here." Dani explained.

"Ok. Talk to Amara about the Amazons. You will need to get permission from her father first for her to go on a trip. Clark, we will just say you are going on a trip for academic experience." Harry said.


"I still don't like leaving here, if something goes wrong-"

"I will be staying along with my wife and sister." Thor assured the young godling. "Even if we were not, Uncle Harry is more than capable of caring for a single planet on his own."

Both Clark and Thor were standing at the window in the barn loft. In about an hour Jean would be taking him to her home universe so he could relax and be fifteen. He would be back for Christmas and his birthday but he had at least a month to just relax.

"Did you hear Harry's plan for dealing with DNA claims? He's going to claim to be my older brother." Clark chuckled.

Thor's head snapped round so fast there was a gust of wind. He had a large smile on his handsome face. "Truly? He must really have a lot of faith in you Clark Kent. His words are not idle. If he claims you as his brother, no matter the reason he truly means it. Such is the way when he claimed me as his godson."

"I didn't think the Norse had those sort of relationships." Clark frowned.

"They do not. But Harry walked in and said it was so and neither I nor my family have regretted it once in the many millennia we have been such."

"Packed Clark?" Jean asked she trotted up the stairs.

"Packed? Harry said I shouldn't bother taking anything."

"Ok, I suppose he wanted you to get everything there." She shrugged. "Come on, let's go and say good bye to your parents."

The two gods of thunder and a phoenix made their way to kitchen where Jonathan and Martha where waiting nervously.

"It's not that big of a deal." Jean sighed. "Harry took Clark on this trip before, remember?"

"Yes, but this time he will be gone for a lot longer." Jonathan frowned unhappily.

"He will be in a place where he doesn't need to hide who or what he is. This will really be a vacation for him." Jean said.

"Yes, he should try some of the American Football games." Thor smiled. "It is a much different game when your teammates and opponents have similar abilities to you."

The phone rang at that moment and Clark instinctively picked it up. "Hello?"

"Clark? Save me! It's Ryan."

"Ryan? Ryan! Where are you?"

There was no response as Clark heard the dial tone.

"Trips postponed." He said as he put the phone down. "Ryan's in trouble, I need to find him."

"We can handle it Clark." Jean assured him.

"I know, but Ryan asked me for help. I need to do this." Clark said firmly.

"Spoken like a true hero, Lord Odin will be most proud." Thor stated. "The trip may wait a day or so. Our home universe will not vanish."


It hadn't taken much for Laura to track down the origin of the call whilst Dani discovered that Ryan and his aunt had dropped off the face of the Earth. Harry and Clark now stood outside the Summerholt Institute in Metropolis the following morning.

"Ok Clark, let me take the lead this time." Harry said.

"Ryan called me." Clark insisted.

"Yes, but the last time you tried to save Ryan you left me with a lovely mess to clean up. Honestly, why would you rip open the back of a garbage truck? There's a big red emergency stop button on the side!" Harry griped.

"I was in a rush."

"Exactly! You need to learn to think quickly and calmly before you rush in and cause yourself more problems. Now, let's go get Ryan."

Clark was a little ticked off at the lecture but he had to admit Harry had a point.

They quickly walked in and headed for the receptionist, a young lady who looked quite pleasant and genial. "Welcome to Summerholt. How can we help you?"

"Yes, we are here to see Ryan James. He called us last night from here and asked us to come. He is probably not listed as a patient, but more of an experiment." Harry smiled; there was no warmth in it.

The receptionist frowned. "Let me check our records. No, I can't see anyone with the name 'Ryan', 'James' or anything similar."

"He's on the fourth floor." Clark said.

Harry just looked at him and nodded.

"That's a restricted area. I'll have to call- Ah, Dr, Garner, these gentlemen are looking for someone called Ryan James." She called out to a well-dressed man.

"I am afraid we don't have anyone by that name here." The man frowned.

"We know he's here. He called us from here last night." Harry assured him. "We also know he is on the fourth floor. So, why don't you show us to the fourth floor and prove us wrong?"

"I'm sorry, the fourth floor holds our proprietary work. It's all secret and protected to prevent industrial espionage. And I know who you are, Dr. Potter. You of all people wouldn't be allowed down there as our biggest rival."

"How can I be your biggest rival?" Harry asked in confusion. "I've never met or heard of you until last night."

"But we have heard of you and your interference in Gotham's Arkham Asylum. You are considered a menace by the neurological community."

"Because I proved Crane was experimenting on his patients?"

"That is hearsay."

"Not according to the courts." Harry snorted. "Now, take us to level four. Or else."

"I don't appreciate threats, Dr. Potter. Leave now and you might just miss the cops." Garner frowned.

"Go ahead punk. Make my day."

Clark turned and walked away. Harry was nuts, he had no idea why he would start quoting Harry Callahan.

Something caught Clark's eye on the wall and an idea came to mind. His hand zipped out at super speed and he tugged the little red lever.

Alarms went off and water started pouring from the ceiling.

Clark vanished in a blur.

Harry looked around for Clark and suddenly noticed Clark's soul already three levels down.

He sighed. "At least he had a plan." He muttered to himself.


Clark easily made his way to the fourth floor. His first instinct was to knock out the two guards standing outside Ryan's room. Then he thought to himself: What would Harry do?

A quick glance through the walls of the various rooms gave him an idea. He easily broke the lock on an office and grabbed a lab coat and the ID attached.

The man on the ID looked nothing like him but he had a plan for that. Using his heat vision he began singeing various parts of the coat and a large portion of the id image. He then donned the coat and headed out.

"You two. Get the boy and bring him upstairs. Garner wants to use the commotion to get him out unseen." Clark ordered the guards.

"What happened?" One of the guards asked.

"Electrical overload. It's contained but the fire department is en route and we need to get the boy out. Use the main entrance and hide him in the crowds. I'll meet you up there."

Both men nodded and got to work.

Amara had told him that if he wanted people to respect him he had to show confidence. As long as you looked the part the average person wouldn't question you. She proved this when she took him to the Smallville bank and began barking orders for people to get her the reports for the last year.

The staff had been so befuddled that they had been in and out in thirty minutes and it had taken weeks before they pinned it on Amara. Not that there was anything they could do as she had asked and they had given.

It was a useful ploy as the soon fired employees were now waiting for the new bank built by Harry to open so they could start work.

Clark watched as the guards led a feebly struggling Ryan out of the room. He was dressed in nothing but thin sleep pants. Clark resisted the urge to just snatch Ryan and run. He needed to let this play out.

The building was generally empty and Clark had no trouble zipping to corners and doorways to watch the guards manhandle Ryan to the entrance. He stopped them in the lobby.

Clark stepped forward and sent a look at Ryan praying his young friend would keep his mouth shut. Unfortunately Ryan couldn't read his mind. That was very annoying at a time like this. "Excellent. There is another doctor outside who will be taking responsibility for the patient. Report to the officials so they know not to search the building for you."

"He's gonna stand out like a sore thumb dressed like that." One of the men pointed out, unaware of whom he was helping.

"True." Clark removed his lab coat and threw it Ryan. "Put that on and keep quiet." He ordered harshly.

Ryan complied quietly.

"Ok gentlemen, let's go." Clark ordered.

The group of four moved to the doors and opened them carefully. Clark carefully scanned the crowd for Harry. "Our contact is over there. The black haired man with glasses."

They moved forward towards the waiting Harry.

"Doctor, this is the patient." Clark said formally. "I trust you can handle it from here?"

"Yes, thank you Doctor Kent." Harry responded, playing along. "I just need to get a few notes from you."

Clark took the needed opportunity and turned to the two guards. "That will be all, gentlemen. The smaller the group the less noticeable."

"Yes Doctor." One of them said before the pair moved off.

"This way." Harry snapped his fingers.

Ryan and Clark followed silently, Clark tried to make sure he kept walking with the same air of confidence and belonging just so no one looked twice at him.

"Hey! Stop them!"

"Well, you got him out in the open." Harry sighed as he patted Clark's shoulder as they turned to face the approaching Doctor Garner and the guards who had just made sure they lost their jobs. "Did you have a plan for after we got a hold of Ryan?"

"They claimed they don't have Ryan. Couldn't Amara tie them up in the courts for a while? Prove they were lying and use the time to build a case?"

"Urgh! I hate playing with legalities. Too many loopholes. Go and find a cop, will you?"

"Sure." Clark nodded.

Harry smiled down at Ryan. "Thanks for the commentary."

"Thanks for saving me." Ryan smiled back weakly.

"We never abandon our friends, Ryan." Jean's telepathic voice came in their heads.

Whilst Clark was saving Ryan, Harry called in Jean to provide a link to Ryan so they could keep him calm and informed. It wasn't entirely necessary as Clark did well, but it helped.

"Dr. Garner, is there a problem?" Harry asked innocently.

"You know damn well what the problem is Potter!" Garner snarled.

The two guards moved in to try and take Ryan but Clark was instantly between them.

"Is there a problem here gentlemen?" Came a female voice, filled with authority.

"Officer, this man is attempting to kidnap this young boy from our custody. I want him arrested." Garner demanded.

"Ohhh." Harry hissed with an exaggerated wince. "Swing and a miss. This is a Captain, Captain Sawyer according to her name tag." Harry said patronisingly. "Also, Ryan called us last night and claimed he was being held unlawfully." He informed Captain Sawyer. "We attempted to ascertain the validity of this over the course of the night. We came to Summerholt to investigate and Dr. Garner here informed us that they had never heard of anyone by that name.

"Now, I am registered as the personal physician for Ryan James here and my young associate's parents are listed as contacts and foster parents. I trust you won't object to us taking Ryan to the hospital in order to have him checked out whilst you attempt to confirm or deny Dr. Garner's claims?"

Sawyer frowned. She didn't like Garner straight off the bat. He acted like an entitled little rich boy. She was loath to let the boy out of sight considering the story the other man had told her.

"Salvos!" She called over her shoulder. A male officer jogged up. "Run these three up to the hospital. The boy needs checking out. They are not to leave the city without my say so and you are not to leave their sight. Am I clear?"

"Yes Ma'am."


"Damn it Ryan, you've really been screwed over." Harry scowled as he looked over the scans the hospital had taken.

"What's wrong?" Clark asked worriedly.

"According to what I am seeing here Ryan has about a week to live."

"A week?!" Clark gasped.

Harry looked at him weirdly. "What are you worried about? Did you forget who his doctor is? Ryan isn't going anywhere."

"You really shouldn't worry so much Clark." Ryan said sternly.

Clark could only smile at his young friend's bravery.

"Ok, so what will you do? Is this going to be like Troy, a gradual healing process?"

"No, with something like this I will just heal him and be done with it. We can fake some scans as needed."

A few minutes later and Captain Sawyer arrived with a very familiar and welcome blonde.

"Amara!" Ryan greeted happily.

"Hello Ryan. Got yourself in another spot of trouble?" She smiled.

"It wasn't my fault!" He argued mildly.

"Yes, Harry and Clark both say the same things. For Clark it's usually true, not so much with Harry." She smirked.

Ryan couldn't help the laugh at Harry's indignant look.

"Dr. Potter, Miss Aquilla has provided us with a temporary court order granting you custody of Ryan James. I have to say that I am not pleased with what I have heard about Summerholt and as a result I am reluctant to let Mr. James leave considering the report the doctors gave me and the recent issues."

"Hey, Ryan. If you had three options, to stay here in the hospital for a few days where the doctors and nurses would take care of you, stay with Harry at his castle or stay with my parents, which would you choose?" Clark asked calmly.

Ryan frowned in thought for a moment. "Could I stay with your parents?"

"They are waiting by the phone for news." Amara smiled. "Captain, as you can see, Ryan knows what he wants and being in a happy and calming environment will be beneficial to his health and recovery."

"Recovery?" Sawyer asked, she mentally kicked herself for sounding so sceptical in front of the boy who was a week away from death.

"Ryan knows the severity of his health." Harry assured her. "He also knows that I have access to technology and methods that means he has nothing to worry about."

She has some experience with people suffering from tumours in the brains and what she heard was hopeless. But if someone could save the boy she wouldn't deny him the chance at life.

"Alright. I don't really have any say in the matter. But I do want Ryan back here once a week for the first month just to talk to him and keep an eye on him." She said firmly.

"It would be easier for you to get out to the town. Better for Ryan's health as well." Harry pointed out. "If you call my office I can arrange for my helicopter to ferry you back and forth."

Sawyer grimaced.

"Fear of flying?" Clark asked. "I had the same problem."

"How did you get over it?" She asked.

Clark opened his mouth but couldn't think of an answer.

Harry just laughed. "Gradually increased height base jumping and hand gliding. The key is getting yourself acclimatised to the heights and technology. Unlike a fear of spiders, mice or other living creatures, things like heights and agoraphobia can be combated more easily through gradual exposure as you prove to yourself that you can control the situation.

"Fear of spiders and mice are more difficult as you can't predict the behaviour of the creatures. There is always the fear the creature will bite, jump, sting or whatever."

"I think I'll stick to driving for now." Sawyer said firmly.

"We'll arrange a car for you. Let you get some rest or work done in transit." Amara assured her. "There is little point in putting more on the plate of a public servant like yourself and we can arrange it through official channels to prevent any implications of impropriety."

Sawyer still thought it sounded dodgy but she would leave it to her bosses to decide.


It had been a long day. Clark was finally off with Jean, Ryan was settled in at the Kent's and both Lorna and Harry were now back at the castle. Harry had just finished telling his story to the group plus Lana and Lex. Lana was escaping her aunt and Lex his father. There had been a lot of imitation chicken noises from Dani.

"Do you know what they were doing to Ryan?" Lana asked.

"Injecting him with some sort of compound and trying to increase and prove his telepathy. Whatever they were using caused the section of his brain that enables telepathy to develop tumours. They're all gone now but he might have a few nightmares." Harry said dismissively, nobody doubted the Kent's ability to comfort the young boy.

"Now, I know Lex is dying to hear about his long lost sister." He said with a pointed look at the young billionaire.

"I'm not ashamed to admit it." Lex said seriously as he looked to Lorna.

"She is sceptical." She informed them. "But at the same time she is willing to listen. She's carried a lot of resentment for her birth parents, even though she didn't know their identities, because of how she was abandoned. The only reason she listened is because you were an innocent child at the time, unfortunately your reputation in Metropolis precedes you Lex." She grimaced.

"Bottom line?" Scott asked.

"She has Lex's number."

"The wait and see game." He nodded.

Lex sighed unhappily, but resigned. "I suppose I can't blame her. I did just find out I might have another sibling out there." He scowled. "Rachel Dunleavy, the woman who claimed Clark was her son confronted me today. I assured her that he wasn't, but that just means there might be more to the story."

"I'll look into it Lex." Dani promised.

"I'm going to need more help around here." Lorna pointed out. "Before now the school was all paperwork. Jodie and Jeremy are easy student to handle in the evenings, Ryan we know well enough not to worry but that's three students I have plus the paperwork."

"Whilst we are here we can provide help." Thor offered. "I had thought to see if Scott would like my aid in assisting his coaching at the school."

"You're more than welcome." Scott said.

"Oh yes." Emma said sarcastically. "Let's not forget the fact that he has no legal identity in this world or that I can't provide proof of his history for the authorities."

"Relax Emma. I put them in the database the day they arrived." Laura smiled. "Thor and Sif Odinson and Thor's sister Loki."

Emma just glared at her.

"They're parents were traditionalists." She shrugged as they could hear Dani and Loki snickering away.

"Well that still leaves me to visit Gabe Sullivan tomorrow to discuss Chloe." Lorna sighed.

"Actually I think Emma and I should do it. It would be better if the information came from officials." Dani pointed out.

"I think we should tell him the truth about magic." Phoebe said firmly.

"It will help him relate to his daughter more easily." Mindee said.

"And understand what we are doing." Celeste finished.

"Lex, you know him best. What's your impression of him? How will he react?" Harry asked.

"He's a good man. When I'm not around he runs the plant and I was going to promote him to plant manager. It will be a shock to his relatively normal life but I think he can handle it."

"We'll leave the details in your hands then." Harry nodded to Dani.

"I'll come too. He needs to understand his daughter's potential." Jean said firmly.

"Poor Gabe." Lex muttered. "Confronted by three supermodels. I think I'll give him tomorrow off." He said as he stood and pulled out his phone.

"Dani, I was hoping you could help me with something." Lana said nervously as she passed a photograph along the Cuckoos to Dani. "Apparently my parents were legally separated for year before I was born. My dad might not be my dad."

"Wow… you definitely have some interesting heritage." Dani smirked. "This is Henry Small of the Smallville Smalls. The town founders."

"And here I thought this town was named after its quaintness." Emma drawled.

"I'll see if I can find anything out and see if he is receptive." She promised.

"Thank you. There is one other thing." She said as she turned to Amara who was sitting opposite next to Thor. "What would it take for me to be emancipated?"

That one caused a lot of raised eyebrows.

"Are you having trouble with your Aunt?" Amara asked.

"Not in a bad way, but she and her boyfriend are moving to Metropolis, I don't want to leave my home and school. I grew up here, my parents were here."

"It could take months to get emancipation." Amara warned. "You would need your Aunt's permission to remain with an adult whilst here."

"Or we could buy her house and Scott, Emma the Cuckoos and I could move in with Lana." Jean offered.

"Oh lord." Scott groaned. "At least here I have Harry."

"Do stop whining dear." Emma calmly ordered. "The triplets are biologically and legally my daughters. You and I are legally married and Jean could easily live with us legally. Providing room and board to their school friend until she is old enough to support herself will not be an issue."

"I would want her Aunt to sign over legal custody though." Jean said firmly. "If I'm going to be responsible for Lana I need to be able to make the necessary decisions on her behalf without phoning her Aunt each time and having to explain the situation."

"Much simpler." Amara nodded. "If you agree Lana."

"It will be weird having so many people in the house. But it would be nice as well."

"Every night will be a sleep over!" Mindee cried happily as she grabbed Lana in a hug.

Lana began to have a niggling of doubt over whether she would survive the following years with her sanity intact.