Kendal had arranged for Cara to join her for breakfast the next morning, unable to face the viewing of the morning's papers alone after last night's press conference.

Her two boys were on their best behaviour around baby Charlie. Kendal had been waiting of Ian to start rough housing around the baby, who was still strapped in his car-seat; instead he was carefully showing the wide eyed baby his favourite fire-truck.

Cara put the pile of morning papers on the coffee table. Kendal sighed,

"We should have known that it wouldn't be enough," she said picking up the paper from the top of the pile, the headline read 'Lesbian Lover's flee country'.

"They are not all bad." said Cara pulling a kinder paper from the pile. It was the Mail with the headline, "Put the child's happiness first!" begs grandfather'. "Some of the reporters were actually paying attention."

"Not enough of them." said Kendal, pushing the papers away from her in disgust.

"Come on." said Cara leaning forward to put a hand in Kendal's arm, "Surely you have been through this before."

"I have." said Kendal sitting back. "But Bianca is usually kept out of it."

"She is just a bystander really." said Cara in attempt to be reasuring, "It's Marissa and AJ I feel so sorry for."

Kendal scowled.

"If they are going after Marissa then they are going after Bianca as well."

Kendal shook her head, trying to cool her temper. She turned to check on Ian. He was now driving his fire-truck in circles around Charlie's car seat and his older brother; the little baby still watching him with wide green eyes.

"Charlie seems happy." said Kendal glad of the distraction.

"I think he must like the company." said Cara smiling at her now quiet baby.

"Griffin said something about your neighbours were complaining about his crying," said Kendal, turning back to Cara. "That you might have to move out of your apartment?"

"He does have quite a set of lungs on him! especially at three in the morning and the wall are very thin. I guess i can't exactly blame them." said Cara. "I have told Griffin he doesn't have to move. I could find my own place with Charlie, maybe David would let us stay, or Tad."

"Or me?" said Kendal.

In all honesty Kendal had been thinking about the issue ever since Griffin had mentioned it on their date. Ever since Bianca had moved out for good Kendal was beginning to feel like she was rattling around the house… and it had only been a few days. Even when Bianca was in hospital sometimes, when the kids had gone to bed and she was alone in the lounge, her thoughts would drift back to Zack and her heart would start breaking all over again. The house was home to too many memories; she needed company to help her create new ones. A part of her was nervous about inviting Griffin into her home; it wasn't the same as asking him to move in together, but she knew it would be great to have him around and Cara too, they had become fast friends, they shared the same humour. Griffin and Cara needed a roof over their heads and Kendal needed companionship, it was the perfect solution.

"Do you mean that?" Cara asked.

"Sure. It's been a little lonely here without Bianca and her girls. I'd like the company. You could both come to stay. Griffin will be nearer the hospital and Charlie will have my boys to distract him and you will be able to have an adult conversation again."

"You are serious!"

"I'd been giving it a lot of thought since Griffin mentioned it."

"But you haven't said anything to him?"

"I'm not sure he'd say yes." said Kendal. She gave Cara a grin. "Maybe we could work as a tag team? I mean, what do you think, about it? You need a new home and I would love to have you to stay… it's too big a house for just me and the boys."

"I think that it sounds like a plan." said Cara grinning back.

Kendal sighed happily; now they just have to persuade Griffin.

Kendal shifted in her chair and her eyes drifted back to the pile of newspapers on the table. One in particular caught her eye. The now notorious Daily Inquirer which bore the headline 'Lesbian's son taught his Father is BAD!'.

Kendal bit back a growl, her good mood blighted once more.

"Where do they even get a headline like that!" she groaned. She grabbed the paper, reading the article with anger in her belly. How could the papers still be publishing rubbish like this!

Her only real consolation was that Bianca, Marissa and the kids were now far away from this mess… hopefully having the time of their lives.

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