Carol Oliver got off the phone and thought for a moment about what she was going to do. She hit call to ring her house mate and fellow police officer. They had been friends for as long as she could remember and talked each other into joining the force.

'How do you feel about giving up your job here, getting a transfer and helping me raise the boys?'

'What? Whatever,'

'I'm serious, my Dad died, I'm going for them,'

'I'm in,'

Within two days they packed up their bags and left their apartment and were on their way to Georgia. Carol was nervous, everything that had been roadblocking her from seeing her son's was gone. Not that she did blame her parents she did give them up for adoption, but she didn't think she would be stopped from seeing them often and only seeing them twice a year. It had been hard, they didn't know they thought she was their sister, she never told them, she knew her folks would never tell.

Carol organized everything she even organized a small house, 3 bedrooms, they would be on top of each other to begin with but they would soon be able to afford something better, she even handled their job transfers. Michonne couldn't help but grin about what Carol was up too. She checked her phone and the last two googles was his name. She knew directly where she was heading.

Michonne was taking a turn driving, Carol was on google, she kept looking at Michonne. She sighed and put her phone away.

'You going to look for him?'

'I already know where he is,'

'Really... and?'

'And nothing,'

Carol hadn't been on the army base for a long time, they showed their badges and got passes to go on base. She was prepared for a fight, her father had tied his will up in such a way to block her from getting the boys. They drove right up to where they were going, both Michonne and Carol had grown up on army bases until Carol was 18 and basically got kicked out of home by her father she managed to get a job and finish school and join the police academy. She was doing great. She made it to captain and Michonne had been working in a nearby precinct and was doing just as well becoming a detective.

'This isn't going to go well,' Michonne whispered as they walked up the steps to the house.

'Nope, I'm not leaving without the boys,' Carol told her.

They walked into see the highest ranking person on the base, Carol wiped her hands on her pants as they were lead inside.

'I'm afraid I can't let the boys go with you, I've already put them into military boot camp,' they were told by the commander of the base.

'My father died 4 day's ago and you put them in boot camp?' Carol asked him.

'It was what your father would have wanted,'

'I want my son's and I want them now,' Carol told him, 'And if you don't bring them to me I'm going to get a lawyer and involve the media and its going to be your worst nightmare, some of my best friends will tie this up for years, what do you want with them, I'm their legal guardian,'

'Well no your father...'

'I'm their biological mother, I am their legal guardian because of the adoption to my parents it makes them also my siblings so I am their only living next of kin, so bring them to me now, with their stuff. I want them, I love them, You have 20 minutes,' Carol stood up and he nodded once and picked up his phone to make the call to get the boys there.

An hour later she sat across from the three boys, all with their fathers good looks and dimples, 15years of age, confused and not really knowing what was going on. Michonne made herself scarce and went to order some drinks and generally just remove herself from the conversation at the table.

'So you are going to live with me... and 'chonne, if you want too, if you don't want to its too bad,' Carol told them.

Daniel, Nathan and Mitchell all stared at her, their identical faces, but all with different looks, Nathan was artsy, Mitch was rough around the edges with a hard look in his eye too much like his dad, Daniel was always a gentle soul even as a baby was the first one to crack a smile and was a kind boy. Nathan she had trouble putting a finger on where he was emotionally.

Mitch just looked pissed off, really pissed off like he was ready to punch one of his brothers pissed off. Carol put her hand on his and took a breath, 'I need you to try calm down a little ok, I know you're sad about dad,'

'Its not that...' Mitch started, he glanced at Nathan and Daniel they shook their heads, he said it anyway, 'They... some of the guys said your our mom,'

'Is Michonne your girlfriend are you a lesbian?' Nathan asked right on top of Mitch.

'Can I have more pie?' Daniel asked.

'Yes, no and how many bits have you had?' Carol answered them one after the other.

'Told you... I fucken told you two years ago that's why they didn't let her come,' Mitch elbowed Nathan,

'Only one,' Daniel said, 'I told you too Nathan, I saw stretch marks and I googles the scars,'

'So is Michonne like a aunty or something or what?' Nathan glanced over at Michonne, Carol shook her head at the boys, maybe her parents hadn't hidden her identity as much as they thought.

'What you saw stretch marks?'

'You were getting something out of cupboard a couple of Christmas ago, your top lifted up I asked what they were to Dad he didn't say so I googled it,' Daniel said.

'Ok then, so we got new jobs, new beginnings, new schools, its not a big place its all I can afford right now because I think feeding the three of you going to be horrendous,' Carol was watching the food being put away, Michonne come back to the table with nothing and sat beside Carol.

'So do we call you Mom?' Mitch scowled at Carol, he was very hormonal, she really didn't know anything about hormonal boys, this was going to be a steep learning curve, 'Fuck stop kicking me Nath!'

'Whatever you want,'

'So why didn't you want us?' Nathan looked at his brothers then at Carol.

'I was 16,'

'But you gave us away,' Mitch stared at her.

'I didn't leave you somewhere, I gave them to your grandparents they said I could help, I pumped milk for you in the hospital, and for a year after,' Carol looked at them, 'When I turned 18 they told me to go, I had no money, legally you were theirs,'

'She had no rights,' Michonne added, 'I was there when you guys were born, she was there every day all day, pumping milk for you so you could have it, went to night school,'

'Ok, ok,' Daniel said, 'you want us now?'

'Yes, very much so,'

'Do you even know who our Dad is?' Mitch was asking the hard ball questions.

'Yes I do,'

'You going to tell us?' Nathan asked, he saw her shaking her head. 'Why?'

'Because he was 16 too, if you want I can contact him and ask him if he wants ... what he wants,'

'Did he want to know?' Daniel asked looking at her with his big blue eyes, 'Did you tell him,'

'Look he was 16, think about it if someone told you right now they were pregnant,' Carol asked them.

'I don't want to know him, he can go fuck himself!' Mitch stood up and walked out of the roadside cafe, the other two followed him, Carol glanced at Michonne and shook her head. It was going to be a bumpy ride for the next wee while and she was going to start her new job next week and she was sure she was going to cross his path in one way or another very very soon. She was going to have to keep an eye on these boys, they were going to test her she was sure of it.

First thing she needed to do was try to get Mitch to calm down a bit, she didn't know how he would have gotten away with that around her Dad, she quickly realized that Mitch must have been hiding it from him. The swear words flying out of his mouth showed her he was comfortable with her. He was defiantly the most like his father, she really didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.