Disclaimer: The characters in this story don't belong to me, they are owned by Erle Stanley Gardner's pen. I don't receive any economic good for them. I only write for the pleasure of doing it.

Many thanks to the incredible to tengland2 for helping correct this new story and for staying by my side helping me.

This is the sequel to Decisions of Destiny. Although I am working on this story, it will not be published as often, since I will work simultaneously with Sunrise. But I wanted to leave this little chapter for you to know that I did not forget about it.

All the errors are only mine.

Chapter One

"There are parents who do not love their children; there is not a grandfather who does not adore their grandson." - Victor Hugo

It was very early in the morning, when a small set of hands, began to open, very slowly, the door of the Masons' bedroom. Revealing the unexpected presence of a tiny visitor, in the bedroom. The tiny little feet crept, stealthily towards the bed. Tiny hands took on the end of the bed, the feet climbed up the stool, starting to take, a big push to jump. Suddenly the two people who lay asleep deeply, felt the little body bouncing between both two.

"NANA! GRAND-DEY!" Says a small voice, as she kept jumping happily onto the bed again and again. "Wake up, wake up!

Suddenly is heard a loud growl in the room, while one of the people, had been sleeping, begins to wake up, rolling over in bed to stare at the little person next to him. "Miss Dee! Didn't your mother teach you to knock before entering a room with the door closed?" Said Perry, trying not to smile, showing his famous granite face in court at his granddaughter. That little one, who looked so much like the beautiful woman had at his side and that pretending to be still asleep.

Dee, just shrugged it off. "But Grand-dey. Don't you remember, what day is today? You promised me you would make me fat toast for breakfast." Dee says, giving her grandfather, the same radiant smile of her grandmother. That smile that made to the famous lawyer so vulnerable just by just look at it.

It took Perry all his willpower to not give, in to his granddaughter charm. "Well, well , my little miss, I don't think I remember, that today is a special day," replies Perry. Of course, that was completely false, as Perry wouldn't forget one of the happiest days in his life. The birth of the little treasure, he had in front of him. When an evening out with friends, had turned into nearly a tragic night for them, as he and Della had nearly lost their little girl and her mother, his princess. But the time had passed so quickly, as his treasure, the joy in his life, was now four years old.

Dee looks incredulously at her grandfather. She couldn't believe that he had forgotten what day it was today. "Grand-Dey! You don't remember what today is?" Asks Dee, showing a big pout, accompanied of a look of sadness on her face, as a stray tear rolled down her cheek. "GRANDPA PERRY, today is my birthday, don't you remember that is why Mommy and I came to LA, yesterday afternoon. To have my birthday party here at your house." Dee raised both her eyebrows at Perry, in the same challenging way as her grandmother.

Perry avoided smiling at the small outburst of his granddaughter, realizing he probably was carried the teasing a bit too far, as Dee was being calling him Grandpa Perry, which she only did when she got really mad at him. Perry tried again hard not to smile, as see his granddaughter sitting in her bed with him, it was almost as if his princess was small again. Dee knew pouting worked on her grandpa, because he never liked to see any of his three women in his life, upset or near tears.

"Your birthday? Really? Which means you're a little lady of three years." Says Perry laughing at the confused look on his granddaughter's face. Because Perry knew, very well, what to intentionally say, the wrong age of his granddaughter, just would bothered her even more.

"NO! NO! GRANDPA PERRY! Today, I am four, FOUR YEARS OLD!" Dee said, holding up four fingers for her Grandpa to see.

In that Della decided to intervene, before Dee, really got mad at his grandfather. She had laid very still listening to the small interlude between grandfather and granddaughter. But when she felt that the Mason temper gaining strength in Dee, she knew she should put an end to it, before Dee really got upset with Perry. She didn't want the day spent trying to fix things between those two. Although she also knew neither could stay angry with each other for long. Partly because Dee had learned from an early age that she could wrap her Perry around her little finger and tug to get what she wanted or needed from him. The word NO, it didn't exist in Perry's vocabulary, when it came to his granddaughter, just like it had been with his princess and even a little more.

Dee even at her young age, knew how to get her grandfather's attention. She learned very well, that Perry week point was jealousy. She knew when she couldn't get her way, she would turn her all attention to her Grandpa Paul, ignoring the great lawyer. Even though Paul knew what she was doing, mocking and annoying to his friend. He and Della both enjoyed watching what was happening between the oldest and youngest Masons.

But today Della didn't want that to happen, she wanted this to be a day to celebrate this precious treasure' birthday. So, she pretended to just wake up, moving to sit up and lean against the headboard. "My precious girl, why are you up so early? Perhaps, did you forget where you were and wanted to make sure you were in the right home by visiting us?" Asks Della, taking her granddaughter into her arms.

Dee shakes her head several times, as she wipes a lost tear from her cheek onto her pajama tops. "No Nana! I am in here early to make sure…."

"So you can be sure, that we remember that today is the birthday o of the most beautiful girl that exists on the face of the earth. Who just happens to be, my precious granddaughter, Della Ann Margaret Street Mason is it not? Della says, before Dee could answer, kissing her chestnut curls.

Dee nods. "Yes, Nana, today is my birthday, but Grand-dey didn't remember," says Dee, with a big pout and the tears starting to fall down her face.

Della sighs, looking at Perry with a raised eyebrow in disapproval. Then she smiles at her granddaughter, "My girl, do not listen to your Grand-dey. He was just trying to make you think he forgot, which I know he hasn't. You may be the smallest, but you are one of the most important people in his life. I could even risk saying that you are even more important than me." Della tells her granddaughter, giving him a tender kiss on the forehead, then turning to look at Perry. "Especially today. Isn't that right Mr. Mason?"

"Yes, of course." Says Perry, giving his granddaughter a mischievous of dimple smile. "As if I'm going to forget what day is today. Today my littlest lady turns four. Although I have to clarify for the record that all three of you are equally important in my life." Perry leans over to tenderly kiss Della on the lips.

Dee covers her face her small hands, for not to look. "Yuck!"

Perry and Della smile at the expression of their granddaughter. "Yuck! Young lady." Della says, frowning at her granddaughter.

"Dee, my precious granddaughter. You, could forgive your grandfather?" Perry asks, tossing off the bed linen, "Now, if you will excuse me, I will go take a shower, dress and go downstairs to start working on someone's request for fat toast."

Dee squirms to be released from her grandmother's arms to wrap her tiny arms around her Grand-dey's neck, hugging him tightly.

Well, well, well would you look at this." It's hear a voice from the partly opened door, as everyone observes that someone pushes the door to open it completely, to then see Lizzie with crossing her arms and leaning against the frame of the door. "I am wake up early to be the first one to wish my little one a happy day, for her fourth birthday. But the missy wasn't where I left her last night. So, I go to the next place where I suspect I would find her and here she is. Right in the middle of her grandparents' bed, bouncing on it, no less." Lizzie rolls her eyes, the look that only Della notices. "But, when, one did that at her age, you was told me not to and returning to my room. Continue, you two spoiling this so called precious angel, if in the end I am the one who will deal with this little demon in disguise."

Perry has gotten up, putting on his robe, he walks over to his princess, "Good morning to you too my princess," says Perry to his daughter kissing her forehead. "Well, if I remember correctly, you could to stay, more times than go back to your room." Perry laughs as he takes several steps to go to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Della couldn't help but smile at the small outburst of jealous from her daughter. She knew it wasn't jealous of her parents, if not that it was for the amount of attention Dee was giving her grandparents.

In that, Dee moves down to the end of the bed, using the step stool to get off, she went over to where her Mom was standing. "Mummy, it's not that I didn't want you to be the first to greet me, I just wanted you to get the sleep a little later and that way you could rest more. You worked so much more this week. My Grandma Mae has putting me to bed every night, reading to me as well. I was going to come get into bed with you, but didn't want to wake you. Also, I don't get to wake up Nana and Grand-dey very often."

Della could only smile at her granddaughter's astute explanation. Although Dee physically resembled her, she was just as smart and delightful as her grandfather, knowing even at a young age, how to reach all them. Lizzie bent over picking up her daughter, to fill her with kisses and hugs, making Dee start to laugh loudly. Della felt her heart overflowing with joy. As she watched the beautiful show between her daughter and her granddaughter. She gives a strong sigh, at the thought that those two would always be her babies.

"Well, my missy, lets go do the same as your grandfather is, we are going to shower and dressed. By the time we are done, her Grand-dey, may have already started on omelets and pancakes for breakfast." Smiles Lizzie.

Dee shakes her head several times. "NO, NO, NO! Mommy, its fat toast day." Dee says strongly as she refute her mother. The little girl looks at her grandmother, to check that everything said by her was right. Della just manages to nod her granddaughter. As the emotion and happiness overwhelmed her heart, making tears of happiness appear on the face of Della, as she, give her little one a sweet smile.