Summary : Rachel lost her husband and never once thought about love. She was busy with her four kids and lived with memory of her love, until she bumps into Santana. Santana is a self-made billionaire who'd been unlucky in love until she met Rachel.

As usual Santana was again on her cellular phone talking about business even on her way to the lavatory. She had excused herself from her current business dinner meeting in order to make a call. She was engulfed in the conversation and not paying attention to where she was going. She crashed right into a woman as she was walking out of the ladies room. His cell phone flew out of her hand and crash-landed on the floor into many pieces. The crash was so hard it knocked the woman on her rear end her purse's contents scattered all over the floor. There she was in her black dress that clung nicely around her curbs flat on her ass. Santana was about to start cursing at the woman when she noticed she was engulfed in laughter.

"I'm sorry," she said as she offered her hand to the smaller woman. Her first thought was this tiny brunette woman must be mad.

"No problem," she answered between giggles, "Accidents are bound to happen." She started to pick up all her things, and she was actually helping her. She didn't understand how this woman could laugh at the incident, but what was puzzling her even more was the fact that he was calm. She would have been yelling and cursing at who he would refer to as the idiot who interrupted a very important business call. They finished picking up all her things and stood face to face. She beamed at Santana with the most beautiful smile she had ever seen before. Her heart sank as if she stopped breathing for a moment. She felt as if she were drowning.

"I'm sorry about your cell phone," she spoke, but it was as if she did not hear. She was in a trance. "I said, I'm sorry about your cell phone," she repeated in a little louder voice.

Out of his trance she replied, "Uh, oh don't worry about it. Are you okay?" she finally spat out regaining her composure. "I should be the one who should be apologizing to you."

"I'm fine. Ust have a little run in my stocking, but no major damage." She joked. "Well, it was nice bumping into you. We should do it again sometimes." She continued as she was walking away. She stoold there again dumbfounded as she stared at her disappearing from her sight. Then her wits finally returned and she realized she doesn't know her name or anything else about her.

You idiot, she thought. She rushed straight to the place she was going to withought once thinking about her cell phone, which until that moment had been a very important part of her life. Much to her dismay, there was a shift change and the replacement did not know what she was talking about or whom she was talking about. She was so frustated that she made a lame excuse to cancel her business meeting. She burned rubber out of the driveway after she asked all the attendats if they saw the woman with the black dress. Of course there were many women in black dresses suffice it to say she did not get the answer she was looking for.

The attendants looked at each other with a she's gone crazy look. Although she frequented that restaurant mainly for her business meetings that was the first time the attendants witnessed that tupe of behavior from her. She was usually a calm woman who gave them big tips, but not tonight. Her emotions took over her. Her life had turned into complete dissaray by a complete stranger with big doe brown eyes in a black dress.

"Mom, what took you so long?" asked her ever curious daughter Kay. She was the more curious of the twins and technically the youngest of the family since she was born seconds after her broter Jay.

Following in a tradition she and her brother started, she decided to name her identical twins Kaylin and Jaylin with nicknames Kay and Jay for short.

"Well, if you must know darling, this very beautiful woman ran into me and knocked me down," she answered. She then realized what she said. She had referred to the stranger as beautiful. That was the first time in five years she ever noticed another man or woman's looks, she was never the one who choose the person from the gender since her parents and brother are gay so she's open for anything, but still this the first time she noticed this again.

"Sure mom," joked her oldest daughter Ally, "You probably went number two because of all the food you ate." She started giggling, then all of them started to laugh. The whole van was shaking with laughter. At the age of fiteen, she already towers her mom's 5'4" height, yes people told her that she was a very tiny woman, but for her she's in the fun size, she laughed at that thought.

"Anyway, thanks for the celebration mom," Anthony changed the subject. "You too Uncle Blaine. All your support means a lot to me. It's too bad Dad won't see me graduate," he added sadly. His father's death five years ago left him devastated. He was twelve going on thirteen when Charles died in a car accident. It was a time when he needed a father the most, when a boy was slowly becoming a man. Blaine moved in for a while to help his sister out with the kids. he became their male role model, but no one could take the place of their father.

At seventeen and about to graduate from high school Anthony still missed his da. The twins were a little over 1 year old and Ally was 10. The twins only really remember Blaine and Anthony as their dad, Ally who was dady's girl also missed him but when she turned twelve she looked more to her mom. That was the age she needed her mom, and Rachel did her best to always be there for her kids.

There were times when Rachel wanted to give up. The tragedy was a wake up call for her. She imeediately changed her whole way of life. Now instead of fretting over trivial things like someone bumping into her, she just laughs it off or finds some humor in the incidents. The tone inside the van turned somber as they pulled up to their house. Everyone entered the house almost dragging his or her feet.

"Tony, can I talk to you for a while?" Rachel asked her son. They stayed outside on the porch while Blaine took the other kids inside. "You know what, honey. Your father is with you all the time in your heart. He sees everything you do and I know that he is very proud of you just as I am." She paused to see if he was going to say anything. She continues, "You have come a long way and I know you can do whatever you put your mind to. But, I don't want you to forget that your family is her for you. I know there are things that you probably feel comfortably talking with another man, but you know that i am always available for you when you need to talk about anything." She smiled and lifted his head to meet hers. "You know I may not know a lot about what men go through, but I have a pretyt good idea."

"Mom, you've always been there for me and you have been a great dad as well as a mom, but I just miss dad sometimes."

"I know, honey, I do too. But, you still have your brother, sisters and me right? You even have your Uncle Blaine and Grandpa and Papa. You have a lot of people who love you so don't you ever forget that."

"I know how lucky I am, and I am thankful that I still have all of you. Sometimes I am just afraid, that when I turn around, I might lose you too."

"Not a chance, sweetheart, you're going to have your mom hanging aaround you for quite a long time that you may just get sick of me. So, why don't we talk about your graduation, the graduation party, and college? I still can't get over it. You are going to Standford." Tony's mood changed for the better. He's always dreamed of going to Stanford to study Pre-Med. He wanted to be a doctor ever since he received his frist doctor's toy kit. But most of all, he wanted to be a doctor just like his dad.

Oh, yeah. Can I talk to you about college?" he sounded serious again. Rachel's heart dropped. She was thinking he might have changed his mind about going to college. "If it's okay with you, I'd like to live at home for my first year of school?" Rachel's heart started beating again.

"Of course, I just thought you might have wanted to live in the dorms and meet new friends on your first year of college."

"Nah, I want to hang out here as long as I can."

"Well, then we may have to make a few living arrangements."

"Li what?"

"Oh, maybe we'll have to give you guys your own room so that you can study better."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I guess we could turn the den into Jay's room, and you can stay in your room. Unless you want to go into the den and Jay stays into your room now."

"I think I want to move into the den, since it's downstairs and it was where dad always read his medical books to me."

"Okay, then it's settled. This summer, we will have to re-build the den into your room." She rubs his head.

"Mom," he complains, "I'm too old for that."

"You know you're never too old for anything to me. So come here and give me a hug." He hugged his mom and he felt safer and reassured once again. She could always do that for him even when he was feeling down. Mom always made everything better and he couldn't imagine ever living without her. He'd barely started to leart what it was like to be without his dad.