Misty was still in her bed the next morning when Madison finally showed up around eleven. The blonde had woken, decided she didn't feel like being productive, and stayed in her pajamas while terrible reality TV played in the room.

"So, finally decided to grace us with your presence?" Her roommate flipped her off as she flopped down on her own bed and Misty laughed at her.

"Why are you so happy?" Misty looked over at her confused and Madison pointed at her, "You keep grinning like some love sick idiot."

"I am not," Madison nodded and dropped her hand down to hang off of the side of the bed while she looked at her best friend, "No I'm not, Maddi."

"Dude, you so are. Did you get laid last night?" Misty blushed and shook her head.

"I baby sat last night. Remember?" Madison scrunched her face up before nodding.

"So, what? You got a crush on the mom or something?" Misty blushed and didn't reply causing Madison to open her eyes and look at her. She sat up quickly, "You do!"

"I do not!"

"Oh my gosh! You're in love with your boss," Misty shook her head, "Dude, you so like her. Is she hot?"

"Madison! I don't like her," Madison smirked at her and just continued nodding like a child, "I do not like her, Maddi," Misty looked down when her phone beeped and saw Cordelia had texted her. She heard her roommate clear her throat and looked up.

"Is that her?"

"Umm, yeah?" Madison smirked, "What?"

"You got this whole love sick puppy look when she texted you, babe," Misty looked at her for a moment, "I wouldn't lie to you about this, Misty."

"I know you wouldn't," Was finally sighed out and Misty flopped on her back with her hands over her face, "She's my boss."

"But is she hot?" Misty blushed as she turned her head to look at Madison and nodded, "What's she look like, babe?"

"She's a little shorter than me. Big brown eyes, blonde hair, gorgeous smile," Madison smirked, "What?"

"If this had been about sex, you would have told me she had a rocking body and a killer ass. You actually like her," Misty blushed but nodded, "Go for it."

"Maddi, I can't," Madison shrugged at her.

"Why not?" Misty shrugged.

"I just can't," Madison huffed.

"Fine. She's probably straight anyway," Misty bit her lip.

"She's definitely not straight."

oooOOooOOooo

Cordelia had texted Misty earlier in the day. Joanna was sat in the backseat as she drove them to the park, "Will you push me on the swings, Mommy?"

"Sure, baby girl," Joanna grinned at her in the mirror and Cordelia heard her phone beep. She parked before grabbing it.

Misty: Sure, I can be there Monday. See you then!

Cordelia grinned and got out of the car to open the back door. She unbuckled her daughter's car seat and lifted her gently out of it. Cordelia placed the girl down and felt her grab her hand as she closed the door. Joanna pulled her hand insistently and Cordelia giggled as the girl led her to the swing set.

"Misty's going to come by and watch you again tomorrow," Was said as Cordelia pushed her daughter lightly on the swing.

"I like Misty," Cordelia giggled and nodded to herself, "Do you like Misty?"

"I do like Misty, sweetheart," Joanna tipped her head back and looked at her mother.

"She's pretty," Cordelia smirked at her daughter.

"She is pretty, Anna. Very pretty indeed," Joanna just nodded and turned her head back so she could laugh and squeal as her mother pushed her higher.

oooOOooOOooo

Misty was at the Goode home the next night with Joanna, "Joey, what pajamas do you want?" The girl got up and Misty followed her up the stairs. She grabbed some and handed them to Misty before giggling and running out of the room, "I'm gonna get you ya little runt!" She heard the girl giggling louder as she chased after her and watched her run into the bathroom before hearing a loud crash, "Joey?"

Misty ran harder and saw the girl sat next to the tub with her hand to her forehead, "Joanna?" The girl looked up with tears in her eyes and pulled her hand away from her head. Misty grimaced at the cut and Joanna let out another cry at the amount of blood on her hands, "Come here," Misty held her arms out and scooped the girl up. She walked down the stairs and could feel herself about to freak out.

Misty located her cell phone and gently bounced the crying girl on her hip as she called Cordelia. She didn't pick up and Misty started worrying as she dialed her again. She still didn't pick up, "Oh no," Joanna looked at her, "Your mommy isn't answering the phone," Misty was now running around picking up things that she needed, "I need to take you to the hospital," The girl nodded and Misty stepped out of the house only to sigh, "I don't have a car seat."

She was fully freaking out now and blood was running down the girl's face, "There's one in the hall closet," Was said calmly. Misty looked down at the girl whose tears had subsided and ran back into the house to locate it. She put it in her car and strapped Joanna in.

"Are ya okay for like five minutes while I drive?" The girl nodded and Misty sat her phone next to her and told Siri to keep calling Cordelia. She still hadn't picked up by the time that Misty parked at the hospital and she pocketed her phone as she got out and pulled the girl from the car. Joanna looked up at her with pouty eyes, "I know, munchkin. I know."

She carried the girl into the emergency room and made her way to the desk, "She needs help."

The woman behind the desk just pushed a clip board towards her, "Fill this out," Misty looked down.

"I don't know any of this! I'm just the baby sitter," The woman finally looked up and took in the amount of blood on the girl's face and all over Misty's clothes.

"We'll get her back. Head wounds are priority," Misty nodded thankfully and pulled her phone out again to keep trying to reach Cordelia as she followed a nurse into an ER bay. She sat the girl down on the bed and paced back and forth.

"Did you call her work number?" Misty froze and looked at the girl.

"No. I don't know that number," Misty was freaking out again and Joanna started talking. She stopped when she realized the girl was spouting off numbers at her, "Hold on, kid. Repeat that for me."

oooOOooOOooo

Cordelia huffed again as the man across the table from her continued to talk. She looked up when the door to the room was pushed open, "Miss Goode?" She nodded, "You have a phone call."

"Can you tell them I'll call them back?" The girl looked unsure, "What?"

"It's your baby sitter. She sounds like she's about to freak out," Cordelia's eyes went wide and she stood quickly and followed the woman from the room. She took the phone that was offered to her.

"Misty?"

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! She was running and I had the PJs and she fell and there's blood everywhere-" Cordelia cut her rambling off.

"Where are you?"

oooOOooOOooo

Cordelia threw her car into park and flew into the ER. She made her way to the desk, "I need to see my daughter. She's here?"

"Name?" Cordelia told her and could feel herself getting more and more nervous as she waited, "There's no Joanna Goode in the computer," Cordelia glared at her and the woman shrunk away from her, "Would she happen to be tiny and red headed?"

"Yes," The woman nodded and pushed a clipboard towards her.

"Take that with you. Bay seven," Cordelia thanked her and grabbed the clipboard as she ran towards the bay. She pushed the curtain open and saw Misty nervously pacing while her daughter slept like nothing had happened.

"Oh, thank God. I didn't know what to do!" Cordelia nodded and took a seat next to her daughter. She examined the cut before looking up at Misty.

"She's sleeping?" Misty nodded.

"She wouldn't be still so they could stitch it so they gave her something. They should be back in a few minutes," Cordelia nodded and finally took the woman in. She was covered in what she assumed was Joanna's blood and was still shaking. Cordelia made her way over to her and cautiously enveloped the girl in her arms.

Misty relaxed and wrapped hers around Cordelia as well, "I'm so sorry!"

"Misty, she's okay. She's fine. You got her here and that's what matters," Misty still looked unsure, "You couldn't have prevented this."

"But I let her run in the house," Cordelia let out a small laugh.

"She does what she wants anyway when it comes to running in the house," Misty nodded and Cordelia pulled her back to her in a hug, "You did good."