Hi, guys!
I hope you enjoy this story, it's a bit different from Missing Summer, meaning the Kelly's don't really have anything to do with this one
and it's more about Will and his soulfinder trying to accept each other. Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Don't own Finding Sky...

1. Well , that's just great, isn't it?

"Well, we decided not to find out the sex because we wanted it be a surprise." Amy grinned
and stroked her belly. I smiled at the barely-visible bump on her stomach. I still couldn't believe
that I would be an aunt in at least five months.

"What about names?" I asked. My brother laughed softly and Amy chuckled. "We thought of a few.
For a boy, either Maximilian," she paused, watching my reaction. I was happy with that; Maximilian
had been my father's name. "Or Riley." I laughed. Riley had been our pet dog.

"If the baby's a girl, we were thinking Grace or Abigail." Abigail was my mother's name.

"They're beautiful names," I murmured. Giorjio grinned and wrapped his arms around Amy. Giorjio was my
brother. He was now married and expecting a child. I was still shocked. He used to be such a party boy, but
now that he had found his soulfinder…he would do anything for her. I envied them. They were so deeply in love.

I sighed and glanced at my watch. Shit. It was 2:43. I had to pick Daniel up and get to work by 3.
I wouldn't make it, not in a thousand years.

"I have to go, guys. It was nice seeing you, good luck at the next appointment!" I rose from my chair.
"Sonja, allez hop!" Sonja had been extremely quiet so far. She was colouring. I ruffled her hair. "That's
beautiful, darling." She grinned and closed her colouring book. We literally ran to our car and I drove like a
madwoman to Daniel's school.

"Daniel, get in!" I screamed at my son, who, looking terrified, murmured some goodbyes to his friends and
rushed to the car.

"Right, I have five minutes to get to the restaurant, guys. Buckle up!" I again drove like crazy, breaking, I was
sure, every traffic law in existence to get to my workplace, Tastes Like Heaven. The name sucked, but the food
there was delicious and the staff was friendly. I had been working there for two years now, ever since I was twenty-three.

"Muuuuuum! I'm scared!" Sonja started to cry and scream and Daniel, following her lead, threw a tantrum
("I want my Power Ranger toys! I need food! I don't wanna go!").

"Guys! We've arrived." I sighed in relief and got out of the car. Helping Sonja out of her seat, I glared at Daniel
who immediately shut up. He knew when to stop.

"Come on, Sonja." I took both my kids' hands and dragged them towards the restaurant.

It was a beautiful place. It had been decorated to stand out, but not in some absurd, lights-blinking on-and-off
way. No, the building was graceful and had a Victorian theme to it. Most of the food served there was
French, along with a few Italian desserts.

"Hey! You're late!" complained Annie. She was always complaining.

"Great greeting," I retorted. She rolled her eyes and walked off to serve some guests.

"Okay, Daniel, Sonja, wait here, okay? Don't be too loud or I'll never bring you to the restaurant again," I
warned my kids as I led them to a little corner of the dining room.

"But it's soo boring!" Daniel moaned. He was seven now, and going through that phase where he had
to do something, or he would cause a ruckus.

"Mum, I forgot my colouring book," Sonja whined. Oh, God. If she didn't have her colouring book she'd cry
all the time. Great.

"Hey, Mike! You have notebook and pencils?" I cringed at my horrid accent. I had been speaking to my kids
in a mixture of Italian, Russian and French and was still learning English, so my English wasn't the best. Oh,
well. At least Mike understood me, being used to my ridiculous accent.

"Yeah." His eyes lit up when he saw my kids. "Daniel! Sonja! How're you doing? Daniel, cor, you're big now!
And Sonja! What a fine young lady you're turning out to be!"

"I see I won't need the notebook if I've got you, Mike."

"I love kids. Don't worry about these guys, I'll look after them. Oh, and the drinks for table three are ready."

"Thanks Mike. Daniel, Sonja, soyez sages!" I kissed each child on their forehead and left, feeling rather nervous already.

"Here. Drinks for table three." Annie shoved a tray in my face and walked off to flirt with a group of cute
guys that had just walked in. I sighed and walked towards table three, shaking my head in disgust. Then
I looked up and saw that table three was full. I sighed again. There were so many people to please, too many.

"Hi!" I put on a fake smile as I placed the tray on the table. "Who ordered hot chocolate?" I lifted up
a cup of hot chocolate and looked around the table. I almost dropped it. Why were these guys here?
I mean, who knew that there were such hot guys in London? They were just…the type of guys I hated. I
sighed inwardly. Why today? Why now? I didn't want to talk to them; I didn't want to flirt. I just wanted to earn money.

"Yeah, it's for me." A quiet, singsong voice half-whispered. The girl turned around in her seat to look
at me, and I gasped.

"Sky?" I stared at her. She hadn't changed one bit. She still had that innocence about her and the absolute
lack of self-confidence. She seemed to have more of it, now, though. Confidence, I mean. She was gazing at me
with a strange expression on her face. She didn't recognize me, I could see that much.

"It's me, Angel! I was your roommate back at the orphanage!" Recognition flashed across her face and she smiled.

"Hi! Angel, it's so nice to see you again. It's been so long!" She stood up to kiss me on the cheek. I
laughed, patting her back and stepping out of her embrace. I was uncomfortable when people came
too close to me, except for when those people were my kids.

"Yeah, it has. Too long." I nodded vigorously. "So, where do you live now?" I wondered if Sky had been
adopted. Then again, she probably lived alone or at a university. She would be about twenty now.

"Well, I live with my husband, Zed." She smiled and glanced at the hottie sitting beside her. They gazed
into each other's eyes. They were obviously deep in love. "We're getting married here." She grinned
and looked at me again. "How are you doing?"

This was the question I hated. "Oh, well, you know. I'm doing fine. A few weird things have been going
on, but other than that…"

"What kind of weird things?" Sky seemed very curious, even concerned. I felt butterflies in my stomach.
I wanted to shout, "Get out! What do you want with me?"

"Um…Just, you know. Things." I tried to smile but failed miserably.

"It's okay. I get it. We hardly know each other! You were at the orphanage for what, three months? Four, tops?"

"Yes, about that long."

"How was your foster family?" She askedtiltingherhead.

"Well, they had a son already, who was adopted. He was called Stanley." I smiled briefly as I remembered
my time with Stanley. "We were together."

"Oh. That's…good, isn't it?" Sky knew. She knew that I had a hard time being around people. I was just so shy
. "What about your brother?"

I blinked. She remembered. I answered her question. "Oh. For years, we didn't see each other again. I missed
him. He was adopted after you left the orphanage. We met again a year ago at a club. He hasn't changed that
much. He is still as childish as ever."

"Yeah, I remember the covering Miss-Cook's-bedroom-with-toilet-paper incident. He got in a lot of trouble for
that!" Sky giggled. I frowned. I hadn't found it that funny.

"Yes, he did," I sighed. "Anyway, I got in a fight with Stanley and moved out." I wasn't going to tell her all the
details, for example that I had two kids now. "You must introduce me to your friends."

"Oh! How stupid of me!" She hit her forehead with her hand. "This is, as you know already, Zed, and this is our
family." I blinked. What had she just said? She backtracked. "I mean my family by marriage." She chuckled. "We
wouldn't mind a family of our own. But we think we should wait a few years, until we're older."

"Yes, that is probably a good idea. Children are hard to deal with," I spoke without thinking. Sky looked at me,
confused, and then continued to introduce her family.

"Zed has six siblings," she swiveled around in her seat. "Xav, Will, Victor, Uriel and Trace." She pointed at each boy
as she said their name. "And this is Summer, Xav's wife; Phoenix, Yves' wife and Zed's parents." The girls smiled at me,
Zed's parents looked at me with a concerned look on their faces.

I shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, wishing I was anywhere but here. I didn't trust myself to look at the
boys; they were all so amazingly good-looking, my self-confidence would have shattered immediately. Instead, I stared
at the floor, wishing it to swallow me whole.

"What about you, Angel, are you married?" Sky sounded irritated, as if someone was nagging her like crazy. But no
one was talking. I suppose it must be me. I am a reason to be irritated. And disgusted.

"No. I'm happily single." I tried to sound cheerful. I failed miserably. I finally tore my gaze from the ground and found
myself staring into a pair of brown, glistening eyes. They were beautiful and so was the man who they belonged to.
Who was he again? …Will Benedict, the cute funny one.

Something caught my attention and I turned my head to stare. Mike was playing with cutlery…Oh no. No, no, no. Daniel
was prancing around on the table and Sonja was drawing on the tablecloth. Fuck. Why now?

"I've gotta go. Bye Sky." I rushed away, hoping they wouldn't see my kids.

"I'll see you soon Angel!" Sky cried desperately.

Yeah, right. I aimed this at no one in particular, but I didn't have my shields up so I'm pretty sure every savant in
the restaurant heard me. Though I doubt there are savants in London.

...So? What do you guys think? I'm really enjoying writing this story; I've just finished writing the third chapter, so
maybe, if you guys are really really nice, I'll upload the second chapter! ;)

Mandaxoxo

UPDATE 10/4/2012: Hellooooo. Just wanted to say, Angel's about 28-20-ish. I'm just saying because I'm not sure if I wrote she was of a different age. She's not. So...yeah.