A/N

Alrighty, so this is the sequel to A New Side. If you're going to read this I would suggest you read the first one otherwise you won't understand a whole lot of whats going on...for example who the kids are and why they're there xD

So the Mystery woman will remain a mystery for a while ...hopefully :P also I'm sorry I took so long to start this. I've been playing with photoshop for the past month or so, and I also lost all of my old files for A New Side so I keep having to check things through the internet. I started writing a few days ago, and kind of forgot, then came back to finish. I would have posted earlier this afternoon but I was waiting for Naimah to get back to approve it for me :) So I would like to thank her even if she did take foooreeever :P

SO you know the drill: I own nothing. and well I'm not going to keep you now, I hope you like it, and Review please if you don't mind, let me know what you think and how to improve yada yada.

Enjoy :)

Chapter 1

'Happy; ugh' the woman mentally spat the word in disgust. They were happy…it was repulsive. She watched the two teens and 3 smaller kids nearing their building. The two girls were joking around, one, with stripes of green in her hair, was carrying the smallest kid on her back. The other, with jet black hair was smiling and talking to the striped teen in such an adoringly happy way that it was making the woman in the shadows sick. The two younger kids, the little red headed little girl and the boy with jet black hair not unlike the second teen's hair, lagged behind seemingly plotting something. The woman watched the group giggle and laugh and play around as they got even closer to the apartment building. Just before going inside, the girl with the jet black hair and olive skin gave the green haired girl a kiss. The kiss was quick and appropriate for the public surroundings, yet anyone would be blind not to to see the adoring feelings put into it. The woman in the shadows turned quickly away from the sight once more. She couldn't bear to see this…this corruption.

It was time to go. If she didn't, she might lose all sense of rationality and could potentially compromise the whole mission in one sudden bout of anger.

No one noticed the strange dark figure of a woman disappeared into the alley and into a nearby crowd.

Catalina pulled back from the kiss smiling. "I still can't get over the fact that this is real," Emma said in a small daze. Catalina moved closer and said in a low voice, "Oh it's real, and it's been real for… I'd say, 5 months next week." Miguel and Zana began to make retching noises, but were paid no attention while Rico just swung his feet, still on Emma's back, waiting patiently for when they would be inside. He'd gotten used to these displays by now.

Emma smiled, "you remember—" She stopped as she watched Catalina's face change to a serious one and turn to look across the street. "What is it?" Emma asked worriedly. "I thought I saw…never mind, it's just my paranoid-self playing tricks on my mind. But let's hurry inside now; I think Aunt Callie has the day off today, and you know she'll worry if we take too long." Catalina said, giving a grin as she finished talking and led the group into the building.

When they got inside the apartment, Miguel and Zana ran off to Miguel and Rico's room with mischievous looks on their faces. Callie stood where she was in the kitchen and watched them run off with a raise eyebrow. "Should I be worried?" she asked, directing the question toward the teens. Catalina shrugged with an apathetic look on her face, "who knows?" Emma Let Rico down and said, "Hi Ms. Torres" with a bright smile. Callie glared at her. "How many times do I need to tell you call me Callie, Aunt Callie, or even Dr. Torres. 'Miss' just makes me feel old." Emma smiled and grabbed an apple off the counter as if oblivious to the glare, "Sorry Aunt Callie; habit."

Callie smiled and shook her head, as she looked down to pay attention to Rico who'd been trying to get her attention for the last minute or so. "And what would my little parrot want?" Callie asked looking down. "I want you to see what I made during art time today!" Rico said excitedly. Callie laughed as she got dragged to see. "Ok, Ok; Let's see what you've got there." Catalina motioned for Emma to follow her quietly to her room. They'd almost made it when they heard Callie's voice "Door open girls" Catalina's shoulders slumped and she yelled back somberly, "Aright"

Emma flopped onto Catalina's bed after flinging her bag into its usual spot between the dresser and the bed as Catalina pouted but basically just cracked the door. "Don't look so sad Lin Lin. Just be glad they leave us alone at all. I've heard horror stories from people about parents sitting between them on the couch and barely getting a hug in." She motioned for the olive skinned teen to join her. Once she did she wrapped and arm around her and they lay there together content just to be near each other. "Your aunt is pretty cool you know. She's a badass surgeon and she's willingly taking care of you and your brothers even though she has no real obligation to. Plus," Emma said with an impish grin, "She still lets me sleep over still, even if we technically aren't allowed to sleep in the same bed." Catalina smiled as well. "Ok, well you've got me there…But… I've got you here." She Kiss her green eyed marvel, inevitably starting a make-out session.

Callie was still in the living room listening to Rico talk excitedly about his art work. When he finally stopped and went to play with his cars she went to start dinner before Arizona got home from her 20 hour shift. As she did, Callie thought about how much her life had changed since the kids' arrival.

She'd gotten her apartment with Arizona, Catalina had turned 16, Rico turned 6, and Miguel's 10th birthday was coming up within a month. Arizona and Callie had settled into the family life quite well, and Calie loved watching Arizona with the kids. She was wonderful with them. Although Callie never realized that Arizona felt the same about her with the kids. Watching Callie made her believe that she could actually do this; have kids; in fact, she was almost looking forward to it. To have a mini Callie running around, with features not unlike these children's here that she had grown to love. In turn, Callie was thinking about the little boy with wild blond hair and the cutest little dimples that she would have someday. Callie smiled goofily thinking about the ring she'd bought not long ago, the ring that she knew would 'seal the deal,' so to speak, with Arizona.

She was snapped out of her thoughts as she realized the house was too quiet, which meant Zana and Miguel were plotting something, and Emma and Catalina were most likely not doing homework. Callie decided not to bother with Miguel and Zana. They were nine, how much trouble could they get into? She opted to deal with Catalina and Emma though. She knew what she did when she was sixteen, she didn't even want to imagine her niece doing half of those things. "Girls, I don't hear studying going on in there," she called out. Smiling when she heard Catalina's exasperated groan.

'Aunt: one; hormone driven teenagers: zero' she thought to herself as she continued preparing dinner.