Dinner wasn't uncomfortable, but it was a little awkward. Jim and Luiza hadn't spoken a word to Jenny since that morning. Jenny was still on cloud nine from Sarah choosing to refer to her as mom, and Kelly had already been introduced to the grandparents with a bit of a run-down on how she and Sarah met.

Now, it was just silence except for the clinking of cutlery.

"The chicken is good," Kelly said, desperate for a little more noise. She looked to Luiza, "Any secrets?"

"Patience," Luiza answered.

"It's good," Kelly repeated.

"Sarah's always loved this chicken," Jim spoke and looked to his granddaughter with a smile. "Haven't you?"

"It's a favourite," Sarah nodded her head.

"We always make it when we visit," Luiza said to Kelly. "She's our only granddaughter so we have to spoil her."

The conversation died right there. No one knew where to go or what to say. It was a minute, maybe longer, before Luiza spoke again.

"So, Kelly, you want to be a writer when you're older?"

"Yeah. I'm working on my first book right now," Kelly smiled. "Well, series of books, I guess."

"A series?"

"There's a lot to tell," Kelly nodded. "I'm writing about the Power Rangers. The current team."

"About their adventures?"

"Well, mostly behind the scene stuff," Kelly said. "Like, what they do when they aren't in costume, or how being a Ranger would affect their life. Not so much the stuff everyone sees on TV."

"Interesting. And how is that going?"

"It's great," Kelly smiled. "I've recently been inspired to do a little time traveling story that I think people might find interesting."

"Time travel?" Jim asked while Jenny nearly choked on her food and Sarah masked her smirk behind her glass of water as she took a sip.

"Yeah. I haven't put all the pieces together yet. Still waiting on a few more details, but I think it'll be good."

"Kelly is really good," Sarah said as she smiled to her girlfriend. "I'm really going to miss reading her stuff."

"I can always email you drafts," Kelly smiled. "Like you never left, except for, you know, that you're gone."

"Actually; your grandmother and I have something we'd like to say," Jim said as he glanced to his wife. When she nodded her head, he continued, clearing his throat first. "I think we all know the reason for our visit wasn't exactly… pleasure. When Gramma and I came, we… well… Sarah, unless it's what you want, we won't be taking you home with us tomorrow."

"Are you serious?" Sarah asked. She looked to both her grandparents. This had been what she wanted, and what she had been fighting for since they told her they wanted her to live with them, but now that it was happening, it didn't feel real.

"While we don't always agree with the way Jenny, your mother, does things, Gramma and I have decided that, like us, she only has your best interest at heart. And, we'll admit, she is a lot more competent than we gave her credit for."

"And for that, we truly do apologize, Jenny," Luiza said and looked sincerely to her daughter in-law. "Not many people get a second chance to choose the mother of their children. Some don't even have a say in the first choice, but Bill really did know what he was doing when he picked you."

"Thank you," Jenny smiled. "I admit, it's not always easy."

"It's not," Luiza agreed. "But any mother who will throw her back out sleeping on the floor to check up on her daughter through the night is a good mother in my books and… Well, Sarah, you've always known your grandfather and I think the world of you, right?"

"Never doubted it," Sarah assured them.

"To see you fight so hard to stay with Jenny has to mean something."

"We're sorry we doubted that," Jim said.

"We'll fly home in the morning, just the two of us," Luiza said. "But the bedroom is still for you, Sarah, in case you ever need it."

"Thanks, Gramma," Sarah smiled.

"Stay with your friends and your mother. You've lost enough, we don't want to take more away from you."

Sarah got up from the table and hurried around to the other side to hug her grandparents tight. They smiled as they each put an arm around her.

The rest of dinner was a little less awkward. There were a lot less silences. Eventually, Luiza helped Jenny to clear the plates and do the dishes while Jim went to pack. They had an early flight and didn't want to rush around in the morning when they had to leave.

It was also getting late. Kelly needed to head off. Sarah walked her out, stepping out onto the patio to say goodnight.

"Are you going to be okay walking home by yourself?"

"It's just a block away, and there's still some sunlight," Kelly said. "Besides, your grandparents are only here one more night. Now that the threat of moving out is gone, you should take as much time as you can to enjoy that."

"Text me when you get home, at least," Sarah said and leaned in to kiss her girlfriend. Kelly smiled and hugged her close.

When they pulled apart, Kelly had a little skip in her step as she walked down the driveway. She stopped when a car pulled up next to her and the window rolled down. She looked to the car, then back to the house. Sarah had just been about to walk inside when she saw the car too and was looking over to be sure there was no trouble.

"Kelly," the woman inside the car called out to her and Kelly leaned over to see who it was. She gasped when she recognized her mother.

"Mom?"

Kelly didn't know what to make of her sudden reappearance. While her mother hadn't directly kicked her out of the house, she had supported her husband in the process and cut all ties with Kelly afterwards. Kelly had only seen her once since then and there had been no indication of regret in her mother's eyes.

When her father was killed, Kelly didn't expect much from her now estranged mother, but she thought at least she might hear from her. Instead, nothing. It was almost like Kelly had lost both her parents at once.

So for her mother to resurface, and out of the blue was more than a little crazy.

From her patio, Sarah called into the house, saying she would be walking Kelly home and for her mother and grandparents not to wait up. She then rushed down the driveway to stand by Kelly. It didn't matter why her mother had returned. Sarah knew her girlfriend would need some support.

"I'm here to take you home," Kelly's mother said.

"Seriously?" Kelly asked. She glanced over her shoulder at Sarah, who could only shrug.

"I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch," her mother said. "But… look, I can explain this all at home."

"I'm not going home, mom," Kelly frowned. "I already have one with the Fosters."

"Kelly, sweetheart, it's a lot to explain," she said. "Your father was so set in his ways and I couldn't… If I defied him, we'd both be on the streets."

"So instead you kick Kelly out with nowhere to go," Sarah frowned. "On her own?"

"I fought him on that tooth and nail and begged him to let you come home but he refused. By the time I decided to leave him, you were already with the Fosters and I knew I had some time to get the new house ready for you."

"A new house?"

"For us two. It's not big. It's nothing like we had before but… you'd get your own room. Do you have that with the Fosters?"

"They've never kicked me out," Kelly said.

"Come see it, at least," her mother begged her and pushed open the passenger side door. "Sarah can come with you. I'm okay with that."

"You're okay with it?" Sarah asked.

"Well, I'm getting used to the idea. Little by little," Kelly's mother answered. "Look, until it was my daughter, I'll admit, my views were twisted. But when it came down to it, if I must choose between my beliefs and my daughter, I'll always choose you, Kel. Please, give me one more chance."

"I…" Kelly looked from her mother to Sarah and felt truly conflicted. On the one hand, what her mother had done to her was unforgivable. Kelly had been kicked out of the house, and her mother had done nothing to stop it. She chose to argue the matter with her husband instead of follow Kelly out. Had Calvin and Hayley not been walking down her street right when Kelly was being thrown out, she was certain she'd have only a nice bridge to cover her head and whatever food scraps she could muster up.

On the other hand, this was her mother. The woman who raised her. And while there had been many mistakes along the way, a big part of Kelly still wanted and needed her mother. As kind and loving as Mrs. Foster had been, there was always a voice in Kelly's head that reminded her that Mrs. Foster was not her mother.

"I got your back," Sarah whispered to Kelly with a smile. "Whatever you choose."

"Sarah can come too," Kelly's mother reminded her. "She's more than welcome."

"Is it far?" Kelly asked. Her mother shook her head.

"Twenty minutes. Still in the city. You'll go to Summer Cove High still and you'll be close to all your friends. The only difference is you'll be back home with me, instead of with the Fosters."

"Should I?" Kelly asked, this time her attention turning to Sarah. The pink Ranger shrugged her shoulders.

"Up to you. It's like I said, whatever you choose, I'm right behind you."

Kelly took her girlfriend's hand and squeezed it tight, "Okay. In the spirit of second chances, I'll check it out."

"I really think you'll love it," her mother smiled as Kelly climbed into the passenger seat and Sarah made her way to the back.