The Kitchen

(Actually I was aiming for the kitchen manger or something like that... but that is great, tell her thanks for me)

Kiara laughed as she picked on up a brownie as well and with a quick burst of heat out if her hand she made nice and hot again.

"On the brownie's perhaps, since you all seem to like them" she said with a wink.

(( To avoid major re-telling of the plot, let us all assume that Max was in on the excitement when the future-children appeared <3 ))

"Hello ladies!" Max trilled as she entered the kitchen. "And token gentleman of course" she added as an afterthought, spotting Jamie amongst the mix. "And Hello brownies." she sauntered over and stole one off the tray. "Hope you don't mind?" she asked, a little too late.
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Kiara smiled "No of course not, help your self" she nodded.

"I am Kiara by the way" she said.

Mal grinned and pretended to grab it from Max. "Of course I mind!" She waved her hand. "Sorry...Couldn't resist."

Mal reached for another one. "If you keep cooking Kiara, we're all going to be so fat..."

Kiara winked "That is where ya burn it off hun" she said with a laugh.

"I cook to give ya energy, up to you what ya do with it"

Mal smirked at Kiara. "I'd challange you to the training room, but I fear you couldn't take it."

Kiara raised her eye brow " No what in heavens name gave ya that idea Mal?.. I'd thought you never ask" she said with a fire in her eyes.

Mari frowned. "Malorie...Bianca..."

Mal shrinked into herself. "Yes, Mother?"

Her mother grinned. "Only if I get to fight too."

"Aww not fair, two againt one and mother daughter team to...hmmm Okay your one" she said smiling.

Mari grinned. "Don't worry. We'll go easy on you."

Sam smiled. "I'll be on your side, though I'm not that much use..." She smiled.

"I'll play referee" Max chimed in, mouth still half full of brownie. "What's the prize?"
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Mari shrugged. "I dunno. More brownies?"

"I'll throw in a jar of cookies," Lisa said smiling. "I'll be a spectator though."

"We'll be distraction." Jamie and Lynda grinned.

Mal frowned. "Well, if we're going to go down there, let's go down." She turned to her boyfriend and best friend. "No distraction."

"Aww," Lynda pouted. "But what if there was a fire storm when you guys fight?"

"Or wind?" Jamie pouted as well.

Mal gave them a long hard stare. "So...?"

"Ugh fine." Lynda said. "We'll just watch you guys."

"I'll be your back up Mal." Jamie smiled.

She smiled back. "Now! Let's go down!"

"To the Training Room!" Jamie said dramatically.

"I second that motion!" Max agreed with a dramatic wave of her arm, which just so happened to sweep by the brownie tray and collect a few more on its journey. "Onwards and upwards."
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Mal laughed, linking arms with her mother. "Max, it's onwards and downwards in this case."

Sam smiled. "OK. Let's go..." She stood up to follow.

Mal was sitting at the table playing cards. Mari was on call and Blake was wrapping up a story, and she and her Dad were going to go to dinner.

She picked up the phone. "Watchtower, how may I direct your call?"

"Malorie Bianca, get Lynda's and Jamie's ass down to JGMH. James and Lisa are in the hospital," Mari said, voice hard and strained.

Mal spit out the orange juice she had just taken a sip of. "WHAT?"

"Just get them down here."

"Jamie, honestly I don't understand how we are related." Lynda said coming down the stairs.

"We aren't you're adopted Lynnie." Jamie jested. He looked at his girlfriend... "Mal what's wrong?"