Unbelievable, just echoed in Joy`s mind as she walked into the empty Anubis house.

Where is everyone? Isn`t there someone here if the door was unlocked? Where is Victor? Where is Trudy? More importantly, what happened to them?

"Joy? What are you doing?"

Joy turned, to see her housemother. She was stood smiling at her, a little child lying in a sling around her neck and shoulder.

"You taken up babysitting?"

"No. I tried that once. Not going there again. Ava Gracie here`s a proper little handful, so babysitting is a no-go."

"You mean... the baby`s yours?"

"Mm-hmm. She came yesterday, didn`t you, my little squealer? She shrieked her head off last night and her dad`s away in Ibiza on some business trip... what are you doing here sweetie?"

"My..."

My parents kicked me out, I have nowhere to go and my friends won`t answer their mobiles.

"My..."

I can trust Trudy, can`t I? She did say I could tell her anything.

"Trudy, my parents have kicked me out of the house. I have nowhere to go and all my friends have changed their phone contracts. I can`t get hold of them. I knew I`d be safe at Anubis, then I remembered you. I remember you telling me when I was homesick when I was 11 that I can trust you with everything."

"That`s true, sweetie. And you can stay here with us. If you don`t mind Ava screaming 10 out of 12 hours a night. Do you fancy telling me why your mum and dad kicked you out?"

"It was over my new phones and clothes and my shoes and make up. And my new/ex boyfriend. We broke up after one day. They hated my new outfits, my phone and my heels and my make up."

"Why on earth would they throw you out over that? I`d never do that to my child. It`s cruel to throw your child out. Especially over something as shallow as that."

She`s so nice. I hope she`ll let me stay here with her.

Trudy`s little girl screamed.

"Wow, she`s small, but she has some seriously powerful lungs."

"She gets that from her mother."

"Victor, that`s not fair. (Even if totally true.) She`s just hungry. Aren`t you, mummy`s precious?"

A squeal in response.

Trudy led Joy into a room. Joy had seen the door by the stairs a lot, but had never seen inside.

It was white and had a dark brown floor. There was a double bed with a sea blue duvet and matching pillow covers. The inside of the curtains were a pretty metallic blue. There were pictures of the sea and beaches on the walls. It was really pretty with the white/blue walls.

"It`s beautiful in here. Did you decorate it?"

"Well, Jasper did. I couldn`t get anywhere with it, as I had little Ava coming. You wouldn`t think she was so little when I was having her."

Joy laughed with Trudy, then looked at the small baby who was having her baby milk.

"She`s so sweet."

"You will not be saying that when you hear her shrieking her head off tonight. I cannot believe we have a whole other two, three weeks of this before Jasper gets back. She`s already a real daddy`s girl. She was before she came, and she is now."

The baby looked at Joy, her big dark eyes resembled her mum`s. Trudy obviously didn`t use the bottles or had no idea how to use them.

She sang a lullaby to Ava that made Joy remember being as little as Ava, when her mum sang to her to get her to sleep.

*Joy`s Flashback.*

A pale woman with blue eyes looks down at me. I`m only little, about a day old.

"Hush, little baby.

Don`t say a word.

Mama`s gonna buy you a mocking bird.

And if that mocking bird don`t sing,

Mama`s gonna buy you a diamond ring.

And if that diamond ring turns brass,

Mama`s gonna buy you a looking glass.

And if that looking glass gets broke,

Mama`s gonna buy you a horse and cart.

If that horse and cart turns over,

Mama`s gonna buy you a dog named Rover.

And if that dog named Rover don`t bark,

Mama`s gonna buy you a billy goat.

If that billy goat falls down,

You`ll still be the sweetest baby in town."

Then she whispers "You`re the sweetest baby ever, my bundle of Joy."

*End Flashback.*

Trudy sang that lullaby, then a simple little rhyme for the baby.

"Lavender`s blue,

Dilly-dilly.

Lavender`s green.

Dilly-dilly.

When Daddy is king,

Dilly-dilly.

You shall be a queen."

Listening to the simple rhymes made tears of longing come to Joy`s eyes. Trudy put her arm around Joy and cuddled her.

"Aw, sweetie, don`t cry. What`s up?"

"I remember when I was only a day or so old and Mum sang those same lullabies for me. She called me her little bundle of Joy."

"And you are her little bundle of joy. You brought her intense happiness and you do for everybody. Your name means intense happiness, and that`s what you bring."

Joy pressed her head onto Trudy`s shoulder, tears trickling down her face.

The door opened.

"Trudy, what is Miss Mercer doing here?"

"She`s been thrown out of her home. She wanted a safe place to live and here is her best option. I`m not letting you send her away, not while she needs us."

"Fine, but keep her quiet. And try to have a little control over that annoying baby."

"Victor, Ava is a day old. She doesn`t understand other people yet. She only knows hunger, sleepiness and needing a change. She doesn`t understand that people are trying to sleep. She can`t control her bladder or her bowel. She knows when she`s hungry but she can`t talk to tell us. Crying is her only method of communication. Please bear that in mind. And I think she misses her dad. And Joy is more than a bit sensible and can keep quiet when necessary. I will try my best to keep them both happy. Now go and play with Corbierre. Or with your chemistry kit. Or play 'Escape The Blob.' Anything, just please try not to wake my little Ava."

"OK, OK, fine. God, keeping a child this young is a pain in the neck. She better be quiet tonight or I`ll throw her out of the attic window."

"Not my baby, you`re not! She`s my baby, you`re not throwing her out of anywhere."

"I will if it doesn`t shut it`s wailing mouth tonight."

"She. Can`t. Help. Crying. She. Needs. To. Communicate. And. She. Can`t. Talk. Get. It. . Head."

(1 week later.)

"Knock, knock, anyone home?"

Trudy ran into the hall, a dirty laundry basket under one arm, the baby lay in her sling and feeding. Her other arm was occupied with another basket. Her hair was tied in a messy ponytail and her shirt had baby sick down it.

"Trudy?"

"Hey, sweetie."

She gave him a quick kiss as she scooted by, then dumped the baskets in the laundry room. She scooted to put a sleeping Ava Gracie in her cradle, and changed her sick-y shirt for a clean one and brushed her hair out.

"Sorry, sweetie. It`s just been one of those mornings where I can`t get anything done. Victor`s been complaining about Ava screaming at night for the 1 millionth time running and that`s not an exaggeration. Joy`s clothes are utterly hectic everywhere and Ava`s got some kind of trapped wind, so she screams a lot. Oh, I`ve missed you so much, darling!"

They kissed as Joy walked through.

For just that one moment, time seemed suspended and they knew it was all fine.

I`m sorry if it was totally rubbish, it was just one of those random ideas. I don`t think I`ll be continuing, but please R&R and tell me what you think. Until next time, Random Dizzy. :D