A/N: For everyone who doesn't know, Blue Heelers is an Australian police drama set in a small town (in it's 10th season). It looks at the personal and professional lives of seven Aussie cops in a small town (which seems to be the crime central of Australia). Joanna Parrish (my Liz Parker's alter ego) is young, sometimes a bit too cocky, but still learning about life, love and everything that goes with it. More info, or BH fics, go to tv shows, and blue heelers on ff.net or review me and I'll email you some other sites.

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Samantha

Part 3. Australia, Intuition, and Tabasco.

"So what were you doing in Australia all this time?" Michael asked, his eyes still lit up like he was laughing, even after all of these years.

"First off there was Uni, then I went to the Police Academy, and became true blue Aussie cop. Then I came home."

"Short story." Michael quipped. "I like it."

"What have you all been up to?" She asked, eager to take the focus of the conversation off herself.

"This and that." Maria said. "I started my own catering business."

"I thought you were..." Liz began, unsure of how she should say it.

"Culinary-ly challenged." Michael supplied. "We took her aside, taught her the tricks of her trade." He buffed his finger nails on his jacket, forcing Liz to choke a laugh.

"Izzy's an interior designer." Max filled in. "Michael and Maria work together, and I'm a doctor."

She smiled at him again, a gentle, knowing smile. "You always did have a knack for healing people."

"What about you?" Isabel asked, referring to Liz's own powers, which come about as long term effect of Max saving her life.

"I've learned to control them. Most people just think I have really good intuition. My other stuff isn't so unpredictable anymore either. I can control it pretty well, unless I'm on another emotional roller coaster."

"And just how many of these emotional roller coasters have you been on?" Maria asked, teasing.

"Far too many." She shook her head. "I'm not queuing up for anymore rides."

"Amen to that." Maria reached out and squeezed her hand. "How about a vanilla shake?"

"A Crashdown vanilla shake?" Liz asked her. "Hell yeah. I've been hanging out for one for years."

Everyone laughed. "You know, I did promise you dinner as well." Max reminded her.

"So the usual then?" Maria asked all around.

Liz smiled as a waitress brought their food over. For a moment she just stared at the plate, before using her finger to pick up a chip and take a bite.

"Is it okay?" Maria asked, looking at her with a worried expression on her face.

"It's great." She answered. "Just, could someone please pass me the tabasco?"

Both Isabel and Max burst out laughing.

"So it looks like you're really one of us now." Michael grinned at her.

"It's not funnny, everyone I know thinks I'm out of my mind or something. Especially when I order pizza." Liz told them.

"What's your favourite kind?" Max asked.

"Sweet and sour chicken with pineapple and tasbasco sauce on top."

"That sounds great." Isabel sighed.

Liz shook her head. "Honey and tabasco cookies."

Maria and Alex both pulled faces, Michael, Max, and Isabel sat thinking about the pairing.

"It sounds great." Michael told her. "I wonder why I never thought of that myself."

"And here I was thinking you had taste." Maria chided.

"I have taste." Liz defended herself. "It's just not always good taste."