Late-post traumatic seizure, or, in layman's terms, a seizure that happened a week or more after a brain injury. That was the hospital's diagnosis for what happened in Jenny's living room.

Sarah had had a seizure. Jenny had been right to sense that something was wrong. She had been right to seek care. While Sarah wasn't in any danger or injured, they at least had a diagnosis for what happened and for now they would be able to treat it.

All in all, Sarah was okay, but her head had taken a bit too much of a beating. Jenny didn't need the doctor to tell her that. With everything that had happened, Jenny almost expected this, which perhaps explained why she knew to take Sarah to the hospital in the first place.

"I just… I can't believe it," Luiza said as they returned home. Jenny let Sarah head up to her room, certain that her daughter would want to rest. She promised to check up on Sarah in a few minutes, then shifted her attention back to her mother in-law. "I mean, that didn't look like a seizure. It just looked like she wasn't listening. Are we sure…?"

"Yeah, certain," Jenny nodded her head. "I mean, I had my suspicions before the doctor said anything. With the amount of times Sarah's gotten herself in trouble lately…"

"Under your care," Jim interrupted and Jenny released a frustrated breath.

"Yes, it happened under my care, but you know what…" Jenny was about to give him shit. She didn't want to upset her in-laws, but she had had enough of them threatening to take Sarah away, especially when they had no rights and Sarah had made it clear that she wouldn't be happy. However, she was stopped when she heard something drop upstairs and she once again had that feeling that she needed to check on Sarah. She took the steps two at a time and raced into the bedroom only to find her daughter picking up some books.

"Are you okay?" she asked and Sarah nodded her head.

"Just bumped the desk."

"So you're okay?"

"I'm fine," Sarah assured her and Jenny was inclined to believe her. She had taken the anti-seizure medicine the doctor had prescribed and he had let Sarah go, confident there wasn't serious damage. His only warning had been to monitor Sarah for other signs of brain trauma.

"Is there anything you need before bed?" Jenny asked. Sarah shook her head, then asked if Jenny could leave so she could get changed. Jenny obliged, heading out into the hallway where she was greeted by her in-laws.

"There is a great doctor where…"

"Sarah isn't moving," Jenny said. "Bill made his wishes clear. She's to stay with me. Sarah's made it very clear this is where she wants to be, and I'm more than happy to have her."

"But you are not her mother."

"Neither are you," Jenny retorted and she could see Luiza's face pale. She hated hurting her mother in-law so much. Aside from their beliefs about her parenting abilities, they were good people. But Jenny wasn't trying to do what was best for them. Sarah was her priority. She needed to do what was best for Sarah. "And to be frank, Sarah's made it this long without a mother in the picture, so I think she'll be okay settling for just me."

"But…"

"Do you need new towels?" Jenny asked, shifting the conversation to show she wasn't going to argue. When Luiza and Jim nodded, she walked to her room and closed the door.

Jenny didn't come out again before bed, except the few times she needed to check up on Sarah. She crept into Sarah's room slowly and quietly, made sure her daughter was well, and then crept out again without waking her. When, in the middle of the night, Jenny scared herself into thinking Sarah wasn't breathing, she left only one more time to grab her pillow and blanket. She returned and made herself a bed on the floor, wanting to be close if Sarah needed her.

She was up early in the morning when she heard movement up on the bed. She rolled over, feeling the stiffness all over her hips and back and saw Sarah looking down at her.

"You didn't have to do that," she said.

"I know," she answered. "How did you sleep?"

"Good, you?"

"I can't say sleeping on the floor is something I want to repeat," Jenny said. She sat up and tried to stretch out her back muscles, but it was too little too late for that. Sarah got out of bed and helped Jenny up to her feet.

"Are you going to be okay?" she asked and looked worried. Jenny nodded her head.

"Nothing a hot bath won't fix later," she assured her daughter. "As long as you're feeling better."

"I feel great," Sarah smiled. "Any chance I can hang out with Kelly today?"

"Invite her over," Jenny said and when she saw Sarah's smile drop slightly, she chuckled. "Humour me, please. I want to be close in case you have another seizure. Give me one day, and then I'll let you out of the house again."

"One day?"

"Only one."

"And then freedom?"

"And then freedom."

"I'll give her a call," Sarah said and picked up her phone. Jenny let out a sigh of relief and then stepped out of the bedroom. She timed it just as her father in-law was coming out of the bathroom. He noticed her leaving Sarah's room and frowned.

"You checking up on her already?"

"Spent the night," Jenny said as she rubbed the small of her back. "Going to be feeling that all week."

"You spent the night?" he asked. "In her bed?"

"The floor," Jenny answered. "I was up every hour or so checking up on her anyways. This was just easier."

"You were up every hour?"

"My kid just had a seizure," Jenny nodded. "I'd rather lose a good night's sleep than her."

Jim didn't say anything and instead looked a little guilty. As his wife stepped out of the guest bedroom, his attention shifted to her.

"Luiza, you were right," he said, though there was a little hesitation in his voice. His wife looked like she wasn't sure what he meant as he continued. "That was Jenny going to check up on Sarah."

"Huh?"

"What you saw on the floor, when you went to check up on her," Jim said and Jenny saw the obvious wink. "That was Jenny."

"I must have been asleep when you came in," Jenny said, playing along. The truth was that she had spent the night on the floor. She hadn't gotten a wink of sleep at all. If anyone had come into Sarah's room, or if Sarah left, Jenny would have known.

"Oh… oh, right," Luiza nodded her head and looked to Jenny nervously. "Um, shall I fix up breakfast?"

Before Jenny could answer, Luiza was headed down the stairs with Jim right behind. Jenny watched them head off with a shake of their head.

"And they think you have no maternal instincts," Sarah said as she stepped out into the hallway. Jenny chuckled.

"What makes you say that?"

"You don't think I noticed who looks well rested and who looks like they spent a whole night worrying?" Sarah said and pointed to her mother's face. "You look like hell. Gramma and Grandpa look ten years younger."

"You know they love you very much, right?"

"I know," Sarah nodded. "And I love them too, but… it's not fair what they're doing."

"I know."

"You're just as good a parent as dad was," Sarah said. "And you're doing it without help now."

"You make it easy," Jenny said. "You know, between monsters and car accidents and kidnappings."

"I want to stay here," Sarah told her. "But… I don't want Gramma and Grandpa to… lose. I want them to understand that you're a good mom too."

"It's not up to you to worry about their feelings," Jenny told Sarah with a comforting smile. "It's not your job to make everyone happy. If Gramma and Grandpa can't get their heads out of their asses, that's on them. You shouldn't feel bad."

"Can they take me away?" Sarah asked. "Since they are blood relatives, is that…?"

"The lawyer doesn't seem to think so," Jenny shook her head. "Your father was very clear and I meant it wholeheartedly when I said this will always be your home. I'm not throwing you out, kid. I'm not letting anyone snatch you up."

Sarah smiled brightly and hugged her mother tight before she let go and made her way downstairs. Her grandmother was making bacon and egg sandwiches, which Sarah loved, but she knew her grandmother cooked them in a way that Jenny didn't like.

"Make sure there's no cheese on mom's piece," Sarah said and pretended like she hadn't just referred to Jenny as mom for the first time. Her grandfather put down his book. Her grandmother turned away from the stove and Jenny stopped in her tracks. Sarah looked to Jenny with a wink – a subtle one – then grabbed her pills from the counter and a glass of water. "Oh, and Kelly's going to be over soon. Mom said she could spend the day. I can't wait for you to meet her."

"Mom?" Luiza asked. Sarah nodded.

"Yeah, I mean, she is, right?"

Jenny winced. She knew what she expected her in-laws to say. Fortunately, Sarah didn't give them much time to answer.

"I mean, she knew the seizure was something serious and… honestly, when you guys left for coffee I just… I really felt I needed her." It broke Jenny's heart to hear that. She had walked away from Sarah when she clearly needed her close. "I hadn't felt like that since I broke my arm and didn't want dad to leave my side so… I hope that's okay."

Sarah shifted her gaze over to Jenny, who could only nod her head.

"I can call you mom?"

"Y-Yeah. Of course."

"Great!" Sarah smiled and turned back to her grandmother, "Gramma, I hope it won't be too much trouble if you made a sandwich for Kelly too? She hasn't eaten yet and she's already on her way."

"Of… Of course," Luiza nodded.

"Call me when it's ready! I'll be in the garage," Sarah smiled as she set her glass in the dishwasher and then hurried out.

Nothing could wipe the smile off Jenny's face, especially when her in-laws turned to her with stunned looks on theirs.

"Always full of surprises that one," she said with a little chuckle. "Last night it's a seizure, this morning, it's mom."

"You don't think it's the brain injury, do you?" Luiza asked, but her husband shook his head.

"She seemed just like herself, Luiza," he said, and Jenny could tell he hated that he had to say it. "Um, Jenny, do you mind if Luiza and I have a quick word in private?"

"No trouble at all," Jenny smiled. "I think I'll go take that hot bath I was thinking about."