Meeting the parents was always a nerve-wracking experience – gay, straight, it didn't matter. Hell, it didn't matter that the rest of Sarah's family already liked and approved of her. Kelly was still shaking as she knocked on the door.

As promised, she was here for breakfast. She hoped her presence would be a bit of a comfort to Sarah in this confusing time and, at the same time, while Kelly got to know her girlfriend's father, Sarah and Jenny could use this time to watch Bill closely and look for anything that might give him away if he was just another Aiden.

"Right on time," Sarah smiled as she opened the door. She looked well, all things considered, but Kelly knew Sarah was feeling just as nervous.

"We didn't actually set a time," Kelly said softly with a bit of a frown. Sarah whispered back to her.

"Mom told dad we did."

"Ah."

"We made waffles!" Sarah exclaimed as she brought Kelly into the kitchen. The scene looked normal to any outsider. Jenny was at the stove, finishing up the last of the waffles, while Bill was at the table reading on Sarah's tablet, catching up on all the news he had missed while he was away.

Jenny waved a quick greeting to Kelly – very informal, but expected, considering they had known each other a while. On the other hand, Bill was a bit more formal. As Kelly walked into the kitchen, he set his tablet down and stood up. He offered his hand to greet her.

"Kelly, I'm Bill," he said. "I… I wish I could say I heard a lot about you but…"

"I heard a lot about you," Kelly told him with a smile as she squeezed Sarah's hand. "All good things. So when Sarah texted me last night that you were home, I just had to see for myself."

"Kelly's been a huge help with us this past year," Jenny said to Bill. They had yet to touch on much. Bill still didn't know about Sarah's brain injury, about the Rangers, Drex, Kathryn – nothing. They were planning on telling him after breakfast – hopefully when they could trust him a little more.

"I don't think I've been a huge help…"

"You've been amazing," Jenny smiled brightly then looked to Bill. "We all really like her. I'm sure you'll feel the same."

"After just a few minutes," Sarah added. Bill gave his head a nod.

"Anyone who makes my daughter happy is good in my books," Bill said. He invited Kelly to take a seat at the table as Jenny came over with a plate of waffles. He offered her the first one. "So how is school going?"

"It's good," Kelly answered. "Really looking forward to graduating, though. I'm a little over the high school drama."

"What do you plan on doing when you graduate?"

"I want to be a writer, or a reporter, or something along those lines. I'll refine it a little more after I've taken a few college courses."

"She's an amazing writer, dad," Sarah said. "She's writing books about the Power Rangers – creating stories and stuff about their lives outside the suits."

"The Power Rangers?"

"They give me a lot to work with," Kelly nodded and chuckled. "I mean, just imagine what it might take to save the world? What kind of people they might be…"

"If they're even human at all," Bill added with a playful smirk. "They fight monsters, but they could be monsters themselves."

"Huh, I never thought of that," Kelly said. "I kind of pictured them more like regular kids, trying to juggle homework and friends with saving the planet."

"All her books are really good so far," Sarah said. "I get to read advanced copies and she's got me so hooked."

"I can't wait to read them," Bill smiled. "So what made you fall into writing?"

"Uh, my dad was a journalist," Kelly answered. "He'd always read the newspaper with me growing up and he got to see a lot of interesting things so… I guess that's kind of what sparked it."

"Sarah wanted to go to space."

"Still do," Sarah said. "That would be amazing!"

"She liked building things, solving problems. Engineering was always in her blood. I have no idea where she gets it from. What does your father think of your books?"

"Uh…" Kelly trailed off and Bill saw, in the corner of his eye, Jenny motioning for him to stop and Sarah looking a little worried.

"What?"

"My parents aren't in the picture anymore," she said.

"Oh… I'm sorry."

"The Fosters like my books, though," Kelly smiled. "They took me in after my parents kicked me out."

"Hayley's parents. One of our friends," Sarah clarified.

"They're amazing. Feels more like home than home ever did."

"They kicked you out?" Bill asked. Kelly gestured to herself and Sarah.

"They aren't exactly supportive of… us."

"I never understood that," Bill said with a shake of his head. "It really doesn't make sense to me."

"They think it's wrong," Kelly explained, not as a defense of her parents, but to help keep the conversation going. While she was glad she got the chance to meet Sarah's father, this wasn't a pleasure visit. She was here so Sarah and Jenny could use this time to analyse Bill – from the way he spoke, the things he said, down to the smallest of mannerisms. They were looking at things that would be difficult for someone to copy in the hopes of getting a better idea on if Bill was the real deal or not.

Considering neither had jumped up claiming him to be a fake, Kelly could only assume Bill was either doing a wonderful job, or he was the real deal.

"What's so wrong about it?" Bill asked, trying to keep his tone from showing his rage. It would be misdirected in his conversation with Kelly, but it did frustrate him to know there were parents who kicked out their children over something that, to him, didn't matter in the slightest. His daughter was happy, well rounded and kind. She was smart, she was funny, she had good friends and a bright future. Who she dated, married, or started a family with was the least of his concerns when it came to her partner's gender.

Not to mention, he loved her most of all. He loved her more than himself, more than his beliefs. She was always the one he put first. So, even if it had been a factor, Bill still would have chosen his daughter over his faith.

"Mom used to say the parts don't fit," Kelly said with a little chuckle. Sarah chuckled a little as well.

"Depends on how you do it," she said. Kelly instantly grew red, Jenny claimed she needed to get more syrup and Bill let out a nervous cough.

"Uh… good point," Bill nodded, then turned his attention back to Kelly. "Well, this is something I can go on an on about, but I'm sure you don't need to hear it. You are more than welcome here with us."

"I know. Jenny and everyone else I've met in the family have been great already, and Sarah's had nothing but good things to say about you," Kelly smiled.

"I'll save my rant for when I meet your parents. They're the ones who need to hear it," Bill said, and once again, there was a look from everyone in the kitchen that told him he had crossed a line. He frowned, "What?"

"They're dead," Sarah whispered to her father.

"Oh," Bill said, then reached a hand out and placed it on top of Kelly's, "I'm very sorry to hear that."

"It's fine. It sucks but… at least I do have the Fosters now. I have good parents. It kind of worked out for the best."

"Still, that's a rough journey." Bill noticed everyone had finished up their meals so called an end to breakfast. He offered to clean up the dishes, allowing Jenny some time to rest after cooking and letting Sarah and Kelly head up to Sarah's room.

Jenny didn't follow the girls upstairs right away. Instead, she went to the living room, pulled out a book and then gave it five minutes before making her way up. Bill was still busy with the dishes, so she knew there would be time to talk. She closed the bedroom door behind her and then gave the girls a shrug.

"Nothing stood out," she said. "If he's a fake, then he's really good."

"He's saying all the right stuff," Kelly added.

"It does work in his favour that he knew very little about you," Sarah said. "Dad seemed genuinely shocked about the whole parents thing. You'd think, maybe, if he was a fake, Oedius might have filled him in on that to use against us."

"How they're dead?" Kelly asked and Sarah shrugged.

"I don't know, but this is Oedius we're talking about. Can we really put it past her?"

"I wouldn't," Jenny said. "But I don't want to believe Bill is really back. Not yet."

"How can we prove it?" Kelly asked. "Like, do we straight up tell him?"

"We can tell him about the Ranger thing when he's done downstairs," Sarah's suggested. "Watch how he reacts."

"I'll keep an eye on him," Jenny offered. "I know who he is as a parent and I know how I reacted and felt when I found out. If there's any inconsistencies, I think I'll be able to spot them."

"So how do we tell him?" Kelly asked and turned to Sarah.

"See if the others can come over," Sarah suggested.