*sweats nervously* aha ah yeah here we are again... I know wow another story about being a mom. I've just been in a motherly mood lately and I won't ignore it so here's a fanfic.

She didn't even have the energy to sigh showing how dead to the world she truly was blankly staring out of her apartment window looking across the suburbs. The apartment was small but big enough to hold a small family. A family she didn't have which brings her back to why she was sitting on her bed lifelessly staring out of the window. Her adoption form had been denied, once they saw her income they just flat out denied her without looking at anything else. And to back up their claim they said she was too young. This is why so many kids end up in foster homes with abusive adults that don't give a damn about the kids themselves and only care for the check that the kid brings in.

"Too young my ass." She muttered bitterly. Sure she was young twenty to be exact, but there were teenagers out there with kids already. At least she decided she wanted kids that just meant she was extra sure about her decision. She scrunched up her face at the thought of the women who deliver the news to her hours before.

"We're sorry Miss Potter but you were deemed unfit for adoption." She stared at her file her name seemed to stare back at her mockingly. 'Rosa Potter' it was typed in bold letters, bearing her name for the world to see how much of a failure she was along with her photo. Dark blue eyes, and Strawberry blond hair…. Even her photo seemed to be mocking her with its blissful smile. She looked back at the other woman's eyes, which then slid off her to the name plate to see her name.

Milly Stone.

It felt like her reaction timed slowed as she went back to staring at Milly who seemed to grow uncomfortable with said staring. It was a strange mix of feelings on the woman's pretty face, pity, discomfort, and irritation. It seemed like she wanted to yell at her to leave but held back.

Rosa took a deep breath through her nose calming herself then said, "Please something must be wrong. I meet all of the requirements why can't I-" she was cut off by the other woman's sigh.

"I'm sorry Miss Potter, but there's nothing we can do for you; you just don't have the income." income her ass. So they just wanted to get as much money as possible huh?

"I know I'm not the richest woman around but I can take care of myself."

Milly tutted,"Yes but that's just it you're on your own."

Her words were spoken with barbs poking at her. Did this woman just insinuate what she thinks she did? The words almost made her gasp at the other for her audacity. Being denied simply because she didn't have a partner? What screwed up priority was this. Yes, she didn't have a partner yes, she wasn't rich, yes she was young, but she wanted a child. She wanted one, and she prepared for one. Do they really care more for the money instead of a child having a loving home? It appeared so because Miss Milly local 'resting bitch face.' was staring at one of the many security guards who in turn stared back at Milly then shifted his eyes to her. She got the message 'leave before you get kicked out.'

She stood up turning to Milly, she gave a smile, "Thank you for your time, I'll be on my way now." But, before stepping away she turned around gaining Milly's attention. Looking over the woman she could tell she highly cared about her appearance.

So with a wide smile, she pointed to her head asking, "That's a nice wig what's it made out of?" She smirked seeing Miss Prissy turn red. She got even redder as a man with a cart passed by barely hiding his snickers. The woman looked after him mortified. Ooh, it looks like she thinks highly of that man must be a crush or something. With that said, and done she turned about proudly leaving the woman stuttering and fuming behind her. The security guard raised a brow at her before she left seemingly wondering why she'd botch her chance of future adoption.

"I really shouldn't let my anger get the best of me like that." Truthfully it might have felt good at the time, but after that, she realized that she'd likely be written down as violent; An overstatement really. So now she's most likely gotten herself black balled in adoption centers at least in her city maybe if she tried somewhere else.

She sighed again, watching the sunset, "Really Rosa you should think things through before you speak what was that saying again..."

Humming in though she snapped her fingers once it came to her, "A closed mouth shall not gather feet," she frowned muttering, "At least I think that's what it said." It sounded right to her so she just let it be.

Her only hope now it seemed would be to get pregnant. All in all sounds easy enough except for the fact that number one she'd barely been sexually active, and two she didn't trust anyone to have sex with. Most were just acquaintances and others they were precious friends if they had sex…

"No that would just ruin the relationship sure people say all the time that they're capable of having a no strings attached relationship, but something might go wrong." She continued to talk to herself arguing, and weigh out the pros and cons of her thoughts as she went through the short list of male friends.

"If I had sex with him, then it would end up awkward besides he's the type of guy that would marry a girl he got pregnant just because he wouldn't want her to raise a child all on her own. It's sweet of him but I wouldn't want to be married to him."

"What can I do?"

There in the night sky, she swore she saw something. Did she blink and miss it? She looked again gazing up at the night sky in concentration refusing to blink. A star shoots across the sky quick as a flash just a twinkle lost between the seconds ticking by. There for one fleeting instant and then gone the next. In between those seconds, she made a wish.

"I wish I had a child." She whispered these words fervently up at the sky with all of her might. Nothing happened in the moment making her sigh once more.

"Don't get your hopes up."

Deciding to call it a night she turned off her side table lamp letting the darkness comfort her, and convince herself she wasn't crying.

Now not that much seemed to happen, but what Rosa didn't realize is she timed it perfectly. Most wish to fast, others wish to slow but she managed to make it just right. The star shot across the galaxies into another universe carrying her wish and searching for someone who could fulfill it.