Author's Notes: I'm back with another chapter!

Alright, so these beginning chapters aren't that long, but I hope that the further we get into this story the chapters will get a bit longer.

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The little boy's name in this story is Sebastian; Bas is his nickname. I don't want anyone to get confused here. :P

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XOXO-SharaMoon


The plane finally touched down and I sighed as I recognized the airport in Shreveport. The same airport I went to when I left this state. I looked down and chuckled. My son could sleep through a chainsaw going off right next to his ear, I'm sure.

"Bas." I whispered, kneeling down to shake his arm slightly. "Sebastian, come on honey."

"M-Momma?" His little eyes fluttered, showing me his beautiful light blues and I smiled.

"Let's get outta here." I grabbed under his armpits and heaved him up over my shoulder, where he promptly fell back to sleep. I sighed.

This was a big deal for him. He knew nothing outside New Hampshire; we never came home for the holidays or anything like that. I couldn't really afford to do it anyway. I was worried that it would be too much for him, but so far so good and I should knock on wood for that one.

The attendant was kind enough to help me grab my bag from the overhead compartment. I dug into my pocket to locate the keys my brother sent me a few weeks ago. It was a spare key to his truck that he said I could drive back to Bon Temps in. He couldn't pick me up, per se, because he had to work a double the day I was coming in. That was fine though, I just prayed he remembered to buy the booster seat for Sebastian.

After a good twenty minutes locating my two bags, we headed to the car. I was glad that I didn't have many things because carrying Bas and trying to steer two suit cases in a busy airport was a really hard task, but I managed.

It took another good fifteen minutes to find his truck and I opened the door to see that there was a booster seat. I had to remember to thank my brother for that one. I sat Bas in his seat, buckling him up before I hopped in and started her up. I gave a small glance to Sebastian who had his head bowed to the right with some drool falling from his puckered up lip and I chuckled.

I put the car in drive and started to head back to my home town. It was about forty-five minute drive to Bon Temp and in that time Bas woke up at some point.

"Mommy…" He complained, his cute little voice raising a few octaves. "I really hungry, mommy."

"Well, we only have a bit further to go okay? Granny is making a big meal for us, she said." I smiled over at my three year old, who leaned back in his chair to stretch.

"Oh-tay." He sighed, looking out the window.

I turned on some music in the car, changing the station as it was not kid friendly, before turning my attention to the thoughts I had.

I still needed a job and there were a few openings Gran said over the phone a few days ago, while I was packing. She told me not to worry about it for a while, but I really couldn't do that to her. I might be living with her for now, but I simply can't mooch of her too. No, I need my own job and my own money to help her around the house and to buy some things that Bas needed.

I smiled, noticing the bridge that I was crossing over. I was on the outskirts of my hometown now and though I was coming home for good reasons, it did feel good to be back here. It's where I grew up and I wanted Bas to have a good life.

I was raised by Gran after the age of seven. My parents died in a car accident, when it was raining one night. We may not have had the best things, but Gran sure did try to give us everything she could offer. She was a great woman, who was getting much older now. I wanted Sebastian to know just what a wonderful woman she was.

It seemed perfect when the idea struck me to move home. Sebastian could go to the school when he reaches that age, I could help Gran around the house, Bas could have a yard to play in, I could find a job easier, and we would simply be around family. It felt like the right time to come home; like I said, simply perfect.

We were driving down the main road and Sebastian was sitting higher in his chair, noticing the people walking down the road into little shops. He turned around to give me a grin -one that I returned- before turning his attention to the window again. He seemed to be doing okay with it so far, he really did. I just hope it stayed that way.

We turned onto a dirt gravel road that I knew so well before we were bounding up Hummingbird Road. The simple farmhouse came into view and I couldn't help but the satisfied grin that lifted on my face. The house was just as I remembered it. White exterior walls with blue shutters around the windows and a porch that traveled halfway around the house.

Sebastian seemed to like this as he looked out the widow and giggled, pointing to the house. I nodded before pulling into the driveway and stepping out. I walked around the truck, looking around at my surroundings, breathing deeply the crisp air of summer before opening door for a very impatient little child.

I unbuckled him before he shot off around the yard, jumping and clapping. I shook my head giggling to myself as I placed my hands on my hips and waited for him to be done with his silly game. I noticed the front door opening and smiled wider as Gran popped her head out before opening the door further and rushing out to the stairs.

"Sebastian Alexander Stackhouse, you come give your Granny a big ol' hug!" Her arms opened wide and Sebastian bounded up the steps and threw himself at her.

Gran came to visit over the last few years, not many times but during a holiday or two, but Sebastian always remembered her. Well, she does leave an impression.

"You too, Sookie girl, come give your Gran a big hug!" She waved her arm out for me.

I ran up the stairs and gripped her tightly in my arms as if I was checking to make sure she was real. "I really missed you, Gran." I whispered.

"I know, honey, but you're here now." She patted my shoulder before leaning down to Bas again. "Now let's get inside and get some food in your belly!" Gran poked him in his tummy and he gave a snort.

He ran inside ahead of us, as if he knew where to go already, but I waited outside for a few minutes. I told Gran to go on ahead of me, to make sure Sebastian wasn't getting into anything he wasn't supposed to and she ran off, smiling real big. She really does love him.

Once alone I looked up at the sky, noticing the sun was about to set. My eyes drifted and I noticed a lone star in the darkening sky and I smiled, remembering the nursery rhyme Gran taught me so many years ago.

Star light, star bright,

First star I see tonight,

I wish I may, I wish I might,

Have the wish I wish tonight

I wish…that Sebastian and I will find real happiness here.