Disclaimer: KH owns the most of the characters and the Hollows. I just want to let you know how I would like the story to end.

Notes: I'm setting this after WWBC. I will add some characters of my own. Well, it's time for the in-laws, at least for Ivy. This chapter perhaps generates more questions regarding what had happened to Rachel, also contains some answers. I hope you like it and forgive me for some of the choices I have done in order to make this fic a little logic. This story is still very far from ending. Just be patient with me for a while. If I suck, well, tell me kindly, please.

This is RaVy all over the place, so you've been warned.

CHAPTER 8

I had been busy making amulets and charms. Matalina, Jenks and the kids were splendidly generous helping me harvest of the garden all the ingredients and preparing them too. I had occupied most of the counter with the things. We ordered food from a place. Ivy didn't want me to be distracted. However, for the dinner, I have planned something quick and I was cooking food too. Mom had called to tell me they were arriving tonight.

I made a circle for the good stuff. After some hours, I still was grinning about the little play Ivy made on me. She insisted on being inside the circle with me. She said if there were an attack to the church, she and our babies would be safer in the circle with me. Although, since still was daytime that could not happen. I didn't mind; I loved to be close to her as we never have been before. Even dough she was driving me a little mad with her OCD habits, she just was putting some order in every thing I was discarding once I used it; and she was labeling everything done, displaying the amulets in order on a extremely clean part of the counter; in her own way. But, what the Turn! Why deny her that little pleasure? She could not go out on her state, because the quarrels amongst vamps were still going on. The little visit from Skimmer was a clear indication. And that didn't go too well. Skimmer already knew she was pregnant. Now everybody would know about it. We could not disregard the stupidity on the thinking she was vulnerable because of her pregnancy; after all, Ivy had a past too. Thankfully, she was recovering her strength very quickly, and the way she had restrained Skimmer as easily as she did the day before was a proof of that.

It was an afternoon of confidences after Skimmer left the building. I knew then Ivy only had slept very few hours when exhaustion overcame her mind and she could not stay awake anymore. My sweet vamp told me she didn't want to wake up and finding it was a dream, and I wouldn't be in her bed with her. That broke my heart and I comforted her, the best I could. We cried together and I just wanted to please her in every way I possibly could. She bit me again when I asked her to do it after I made love to her. And we fell asleep enjoying the playful and tender communication with our babies. I had fresh fang marks on my neck. She smiled a goofy grin every time she laid eyes upon them. There were her marks, finally I was hers.

Suddenly a familiar feeling grew inside me but I did not put any attention until a little while later I heard the doorbell. Jenks flew to open it. He was with Jhan in the kitchen, testing him with Ivy's laptop. I heard the voice of my mother talking to the pixie as they approached to the kitchen and Jenks was trying to calm her down. Yes, she demanded to see her baby. That's me. I will always be her baby; like mine will be to me even when they were adults. I smiled, knowing somehow I had sensed mom since she was still far away from the church. Ivy seemed a little uncomfortable at that moment. My family still didn't know about us. For Ivy this family reunion would be yet another test to our relationship. Don't worry, my sweet vamp, I will not flunk it. I closed my eyes when I felt my second sight turning entirely green. I did not want to scare mom even more, it was enough for her the fact I had spent in a coma the last six months.

I was busy with the most important piece of the protections I was doing. This would be my masterpiece so far, and I concentrated the curses I took from Al that were still inside me to twist them into another kind of magic. Luckily, my body kept the glowing marks of my forearm hidden from my family. I put the rings inside the potion and made my new protection and binding spell. I had to focus on my love and my desire to protect and to be with Ivy for the rest of my life. I was whispering very quietly the weird gibberish I didn't know where was coming from. Those weird words just felt right even my conscious mind didn't grasp why, nor where they came from, or what they meant, or anything else.

I heard far away the surprised gasp of a female voice. Nevertheless, I didn't pay any attention, this was too important to allow any distraction. I felt Ivy growing unease, her aura swirling a bit, perhaps I hadn't Vampiric senses, but my enhanced second sight let me know some information about the feelings of the people around me. I could sense the joy and the surprise on my mother, watching me spelling as if I hadn't spent half year on a hospital bed.

"How much time it's going to take you completing the spells, Rache?" Ivy asked me quietly. She was seeing at my family. She could control herself very well. Her face gave away nothing about the turmoil she was feeling inside right now. She didn't know how my mother would react when I had informed her about the new nature of our relationship. She feared her rejection, because that would hurt me. She was expecting already an angry outburst from my brother. However, the one she feared all this time had been my mother's reaction towards me, not towards her, she was a vamp, she was used to be rejected for all the others races.

"Not much. I'm almost done." I said absentminded, still focused on the charms I was making. I had to wait a few minutes to let the potion cooling. I started to spindle ley line energy in my chi and inside my body as well. Yes! In my body as well; so the marks are also like a storage room. This could be useful. Demons won't expect that much energy in case I get far from a line. "Please, Ivy, take the chair, this is for us." I took the rings from the warm potion with my marked hand. As I heard the kitchen door open. My second sight let me know who entered the kitchen. I saw Erica getting inside the kitchen even with my eyes closed and the freaking bad odor I related to Skimmer came in carried by the air the kitchen suckled in with the little vacuum caused by the shutting of the door. The young vamp seemed somehow impressed.

"Rica, don't come any closer! The bubble burns and hurts, don't touch it!" Ivy ordered quietly.

"Wow!" the young vamp blinked staring at us. "Why your hair is moving, V?" she asked.

"It's the air of ever after, Rica. We will smell like burnt amber too. Rachel didn't want any interference while she was cooking her spells." My lover explained.

"And you are with her in ever after?" Erica opened her eyes wide.

"Yes, please be quiet a bit, Rachel just said she's almost done." My lover asked her still talking in murmurs that was enough for any vamp or pixie.

"Now I can see why you like her that much, V… she looks very different in there. She is definitely your type." Erica said in an appreciative tone.

"Rica!" Ivy warned her with her tone, elevating one octave her grey silk voice.

"Oh, V. It's ok, I will shut my trap. Jesus, V! Do you think I can not have my mouth closed for a minute?" the kid began to complain. I opened my eyes and gazed directly at her, she gasped impressed. "I'm cool, I shut up, I shut up!" she mumbled. My family was at my back, they didn't see my eyes, but I could appreciate them in the reflex of the window. They were entirely green, like if the iris had expanded, occupying all the space where the white part of the eyeball must be. And my pupils were vertical. They were very closely like cat eyes. My family was quiet at my back, waiting for me to finish. They were witches, they knew better. Cynthia wasn't tall. And she was very impressed; as seemed Robbie, who was holding her by the shoulders. Luckily, none of them was watching the reflex on the window. Donald was besides my mother holding her hand.

Seeing me spelling like this must be proof enough of my health. I closed my eyes again and walked towards where Ivy was about to seat on the chair I let inside the circle. My vamp saw at me attentively. Once she sat I extended my hand.

"Give me your hand, Ivy." I asked quietly, more for disguising the growling voice I couldn't help when my eyes were like this, than because I wanted to be secretive. She offered at me her left hand without hesitation. I slid the ring on her right finger, she took the matching ring from my hand and I let her to dress my own finger with it. We saw a moment into each other eyes, while I intertwined my fingers with hers. This was our wedding ceremony after all. She blushed a bit. I couldn't but I smiled and nodded lightly. "This could tingle a bit, is that alright?" I asked softly

"Ok." She nodded and sat straight to let me finish the binding. I muttered the rest of the spell. Closing my eyes again. Holding her hand with mine, as I kneeled in front of her; concealing the glowing of my marks between our bodies. The ley line energy ran through me towards the rings and towards her arm, canalized by the rings. She tensed and she could not avoid letting out a gasp of surprise and pain whilst she was contemplating at my otherwise calmed face. When I opened my eyes again, they were normal. "Tingle, Rache? I felt like an electrocution." She said rubbing her stiffen arm. I rubbed her arm too with both my hands still on my knees in front of her.

"Sorry, love. It's strong stuff." I apologized with a tiny smile and a little blushing.

"But you didn't flinch a bit." She appreciated staring at me, with new curiosity on her brown eyes.

"I'm used to it, Ivy. That is what every witch feels when we work with ley line energy. Are you better?"

"I'm seriously thinking that is much more on you than I suspected until now, little witch." She smiled "If you didn't flinch on this one. How is when you actually felt it, or is painful for you like the time at the tunnels?" she was suddenly concerned.

"You don't want to know, honey." I hugged her with a little laughter "Don't think too much on that, or you might repent on us. And I'm not planning in let you go anywhere." I warned her before kiss her on the lips. She kissed me back and her body relaxed a lot in my embrace. So, the presence of my family had affected her. It was a fair kiss, not long, but not so chaste either. "It's done now. I'm dropping the circle, please, Erica; don't come until I said so because I need a moment to cut the salt and then to equalize the energy before I can drop it ok?" I explained to her.

"Ok." She nodded looking at us expectant.

I used one foot to cut the salt line and then went back to Ivy; she was standing by the chair. I didn't acknowledge yet my family. Ivy passed an arm under my armpits when I faked the cut. I had overloaded with energy, but I felt great. This little faked dizziness was for the benefit of my family; of course, I saw the eyes of my sister in law when she realized the size of my circle, and even the impressed expression upon Robbie's features. Mom was proud; as always. I leaned my body on hers. By now only on her profile you could notice the pregnancy, because she chose another baggy sweater to ware.

"Too much salt?" she asked me, supporting my weight without effort. She still remembered the first time I spelled before her. I smirked nodding.

"Too much salt." I kissed her lips again, only a slight brush. "Hi, mom!" I turned to go towards her; I hugged her with all my strength and lift her from the floor. She hugged me back with a surprised exclamation. As I spun on my heels doing a complete turn, only for checking the expression on Ivy's face. She wasn't sure if I knew my family was there when I kissed her. Now you know I'm serious, Tamwood! I winked an eye on her and kissed my mother cheeks.

"Rachel, you are so full of life!" she placed gently a hand in every side of my head to take a good look at me the moment I let her on the floor again.

"I told you, mom." I finally kissed her forehead.

"May I come closer now?" Erica asked.

"Yes, Rica. It's over now" Ivy smiled to her. The young sister hugged my partner and took a glance on my family quizzical, but smiling.

"Mom, she is Erica Randall, she is Ivy's little sister. Remember her?" I introduced them. "You knew her the solstice party I think, Don."

"Ouch! Takata is here!" the little vamp at last noticed him.

"He is my mom's boyfriend, Erica." I teased them in good mood.

"Oh my God! Way to go, Ms. Morgan!" the teen vamp said excited and amazed. After all, Donald was a rock star! Moreover, thousands of teens and not so young people adored him, he could have any woman he could want, but he settled with my mom.

"We went to College together, Erica." Mom let her know a little blushed. Whilst I was laughing.

"How can you do a circle that size?" asked Robbie still impressed.

"She does it all the time. Since the first time she cooked spells in this kitchen." Ivy pointed in a polite tone. "Hello, Robbie." My brother barely nodded with a little frown. He was staring at the marks of fangs on my neck. I could tell he didn't like it.

"What is going on here, Rache?" he asked me with attitude, the wrong attitude.

"Lots of things, Robbie. Ivy and me, we are together now. It took me 6 months sleeping over it, but." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Rache!" Ivy protested. I just laughed again.

"Are you her shadow now?" my brother asked me, he was clearly bothered.

"No, Robbie. I'm her Scion." I said proudly. "And most importantly, I love her, and she loves me back. Please, brother, don't insult me, or her with your prejudices, Ivy has moral integrity and I wouldn't fell in love with her if she weren't the most entire and most honest person I know. She is not controlling me, much less forcing me to do nothing. She is incapable of those low manipulations. She is my partner in every extension of the word. My life partner. That is the last word I would say about that, Robbie. I hope you have enough common sense to understand that's the way I'm going to live starting now and don't insult a high blood vamp in her own house." I warned him. Although I did not raise my voice at any point of my explanation, I just let all of them to know about my decision calmly and firmly.

"Just one person has achieved that without dying, and I think she ended up at the hospital." Erica said to release the tension.

"Who?" asked Cynthia interested.

"Rachel! She went to Piscary's house to insult him and set straight one or two things! By herself! And she nailed him even dough she ended up in the hospital." The young vamp said like if she was there to see.

"Did you have a showdown with a master vamp alone?" the blonde wife of my brother looked at me with those big blue eyes.

"Rachel has too much courage for her own good." Ivy sighed "I'm Ivy Tamwood." She extended a hand towards the Californian girl.

"Cynthia Morgan, nice to meet you, Ivy!" she smiled cool and trusting, taking my lover's hand between both of hers without hesitation. "I've heard a lot about you, Rachel." She turned to me after that, she was very nice indeed. She wore jeans, and a tank top with one of my brother's sweaters, folded at the sleeves, it was too big for her.

"I figured it. I hope not too much of bad things; but." I shrugged my shoulders, offering the hand and then her already big eyes went wide open again.

"Oh my God!" she took my hand and saw attentively the marks. "Where did you get these? They are so real! Even the colors are right!" she commented.

"Do you know what those are?" Ivy asked interested immediately.

"They are copies of elemental marks. I thought almost no one knew about the legends." She answered. "But the colors are right. Someone has to know." She formed a pensive expression on her face all the sudden.

"These aren't copies." Ivy said seriously.

"Pardon me?" Cynthia frowned.

"The spell Rachel did, that one that let her in coma. Those marks appeared the day she woke up. What they mean?" Ivy asked.

Cynthia took a deep breathe. She stared at us. Until she convinced herself we weren't kidding.

"My grandfather and all of his line have studied legends for centuries. This one obsessed him. It supposed to happen every once in a while. When a chosen one appeared. Those marks are like a sign." She explained "What about the demon marks you have?" she asked.

"They're gone." I shrugged my shoulders again and took a strayed hair to put it behind my ear, the amazing big blue eyes went bigger again, she gasped and got very close to my neck to see the sides and the back of it.

"Oh my God!" she repeated and her hands pulled the collar of my shirt "They are for real!" she was almost climbing on me to see better at my back.

"Honey!" Robbie held her by the waist getting her away from me, uncomfortable.

"Robbie, you don't understand!" she protested, her legs kicking the air, because my brother was carrying her.

A draft in my back nerves made me tap the line and murmur a spell. Suddenly the unpleasant smell came to the front of my mind. Skimmer was probably near and now she worked for a rival camarilla. Whatever, I protected this conversation from strangers' ears.

"What is for understanding, honey? My sister got some tattoos, and that is it."

"What the marks stand for, Cynthia?" Ivy insisted. "What they mean? Why a demon was scared when it saw them?"

"My God! It's not a legend! This is for real! Just like grandpa always said!" she looked at me in wonder. "You are a demon hunter!" she exclaimed enthusiastic and excited. I felt truly dizzy for a moment those were big words. Ivy felt my stress and hugged my by the waist with one arm. "Off course, no wonder your circle is that big and you didn't flinch when a living vamp felt pain with the current of ley line power; the chosen ones are very powerful witches!" she said and her eyes brightened even more. "A demon attacked at you?" she asked very interested and excited.

"Rache kicked his ass right back to ever after, just after make him withdraw the demon marks on her." Jenks said proudly. "And this circle is nothing. Rache lifted alone the circle of Square plaza to defend herself from a demon in ever after."

"What?" Robbie was almost scared now.

"That's the way I got my second demon mark, Robbie. A witch dealing with a demon took me to ever after to deliver me as payment for something. Let's say the things went wrong for him and he was the one the demon took as familiar." I said seriously "But I was left there, without any way of coming back, and the carrion eating demons were very close. I had to buy my trip back this side of the lines from another demon, before they ate me." I took Ivy's hand on mine, she hugged me from the shoulders. "This makes easier what I have to tell you, Cynthia. I'm afraid that demons attack to my family and my friends. That's why I made mom to bring you with her. And that's why I was cooking spells like crazy." I pointed to the counter with my free hand. "I made several amulets for everyone, and I'm asking you to use them all the time."

"But off course! You are right on that! What did you plan?" the enthusiasm of Cynthia didn't go down. She went to see the groups of charms and amulets Ivy so neatly had displayed upon the counter.

"Well, first of all we have this one." I followed her and lift a little piece of redwood from a group. "It's a demon detector. It turns red when a demon approaches it. If you are aware of the amulet, you will have time to do a circle and protect yourselves, no demon can stay after sunrise. It won't be pretty, but you can survive. You always have to carry a chalk to do the circle." I offered the amulet to her. She took it, every one had a little chain to be attached to something. She put it on the golden necklace hanging from her neck.

"Is it activated?" she asked.

"No, but the blood from any witch or warlock would activate them."

"Yours would make it more effective." Cynthia opined confident "You made them. And making these is an unrepeatable art, an arcane knowledge only the chosen ones possess, and they can not divulge, even if they want to." She recited like if that was a lesson well learned. I blinked. So, that's why the spells and recipes kept popping around my head like now they are here, now they're gone? "That's what my grandpa said to me when he was teaching me."

"Well, in that case." I took my silver knife. There were a lot for a needle. I cut my middle finger and started to pour the three drops of blood on every disc of redwood lying on the counter. Bis entered through the cat door.

"Rachel!" the little gargoyle said in a hurry.

"Hi, Bis. Do we have troubles at the door?" I smiled to him still activating the amulets.

"There's a suspicious man in the curve." He informed us in general.

"I'm on it!" Jenks darted out real fast. At the same time the timer on the oven sounded.

"I have to take out the butterscotch pies from the oven, honey." I turned to see Ivy.

"I'll do it, sweetheart." My mother said going over there, she was a bit baffled, but for now she was digesting the news of my new status, she noticed right away the matching wedding rings Ivy and me just started to ware. She knew this was real and serious.

"That is David's car." Ivy said listening attentively towards the sanctuary.

"And I have a dirty kitchen in here!" I felt the pressure of time. "Are those all?"

"You're just missing one." Cynthia held between her index and thumb fingers the one already on her neck. I smiled to her for activating her amulet with the three required drops of my blood. "Thank you" she said with a contagious smile and I smiled to her. Robbie was right on that his girl was very likable. Good for me.

"Honey." I approached to Ivy offering my hand. "A little saliva for quick healing?" I asked her. She licked my finger and lapped upon the little wound. "Thanks, babe."

"My pleasure, dear." She smiled at me "We have to talk to Cynthia, Rache." She said a little bossy.

"And we will, love. Take them to the living room I have to clean the kitchen before all our friends arrive." I said hasting to begin the cleaning process.

"Non sense, we can help you." Cynthia said as I was putting the last spell pot used on the container of salt water.

Mom put on the window the three butterscotch pies. Ivy liked them and I wanted her to gain weight quickly, so, I made more. I went to check on the food pots and took out the fridge the tray all prepared with the Hawaiian ham to put it in the oven too. Mom came to help me with the salad and I went to wash all the used props, Robbie joined me, drying them.

Ivy passed the broom on the floor quickly to gather the salt I used making the circle and I passed the mop just in time.

David came in with Glenn; they were working on the case of fraud we gave them. The suspicious man on the curve was Captain Eden, whom walked inside with Keasley. Quen brought Ceri and the little boy they had. The baby was adorable. Although they didn't stay long, they had a gala at the opera or something like that. Trent surely had all to do with it. He didn't want me even alive. I saw Ceri's face when she gazed the marks on my hand. I knew right then she had some information we didn't at this point. I promised myself to talk to her alone. I had to ask her to keep secret this fact from the boss of her man.

"So it's true, you're back amongst the living, Morgan" Captain Eden hugged me.

"Looks like you have a big party here, gals." Glenn said in good mood.

I began to give them all the amulets the moment Ceri said they have to leave. One demon detector, one lethal magic detector, because demons could use black witches to do the dirty murdering job; and one to stop demon magic; this one only would worked once, but it would buy time for doing a protection circle. Quen was impressed. I could tell Ceri not to let Al got near of her or her son; the things weren't the same as before now. He would hurt her for sure.

"And Keasley, I did these for you. It's a new recipe. Tell me if they work well and I will give the recipe to you. If not, I will work on them some more." I offered him another 4 amulets. I activated one before giving it to him. The release in his face was evident for everybody the moment the redwood touched the skin of the big calloused hand he held out in front for receiving the extra amulets.

"Really, Rachel, I don't want to know what you use them for!" he sighed, already attaching the active amulet to the chain on his neck, he put it inside his shirt.

"I was experimenting, Keasley, sometimes I can not even move." I shrugged my shoulders.

"I believe you, I have seen you once or twice." The old witch laughed "They are very good!"

"Only the best for my friends, Keas." I laughed with him.

"What are those?" asked Glenn curious.

"Pain amulets, Keasley's arthritis is very bad." Ivy told him "And yes, you can walk with a broken leg using one of those with the new Rache's recipe. They are like morphine." She smiled in good mood.

"How do you know?" our FBI Captain asked now.

"She used a pair of them on me when I was stabbed almost 7 months ago, all the pain just vanished."

"I'll take the recipe just as it is, Rachel." The old witch said.

"Ok, I have a copy right here." I opened a cooking book and took one of the two pages folded in there. "I hope you can read my awful calligraphy."

David said good-bye and Glenn went along with him. We finally were alone with Erica and my family at last. We needed to have a table chat after dinner.

"More coffee, Don?" I offered when I saw his empty cup as I returned from accompanying out Keasley and Captain Eden.

"Yes, thank you, Rachel." He smiled at me.

"Your cooking is improving, sweetie. The butterscotch pie is delicious." Mom commented, she was eating her second slice, Ivy was repeating the pie too, as her young sister. Erica was getting fond to my food. I poured coffee in everybody's cups.

"It's still no match for yours, mom." I hugged her neck and kissed her temple when I returned to the table. "Now we can talk." I said. "I know you are probably a little disappointed on me, mom." I faced her calmly, I didn't want make any scenes, Ivy didn't need that.

"I always wanted grandkids, Rachel. That is the only but I see with your choice. I know Ivy is a good person. And I know she is madly in love with you since I met her. And I could see you love her as well. I want you to be happy, you are my baby." She sighed; she was disappointed, no doubt. But she wasn't second guessing me.

"Mom, the things they did to me, when I was a child to save my life. Well, they changed me, something inside me. I can not have babies, not on my own." I said with a serious tone, quietly. I was looking right into her eyes. She frowned.

"They said…" She shook her head, shocked and in pain, moral pain.

"I'm sorry, mom. But that is the truth." My eyes didn't leave hers. And she knew I wasn't lying. "At least they saved my life." I shrugged my shoulders. Mom sighed sad and worried; this was a hard blow to her expectations.

"Maybe they can do something." She said aghast.

"Mom, fate did something." I smiled to her.

"What do you mean with that?" she asked.

"Mom, I was looking for a way to keep Ivy's soul with her. Trying to find something for that, I found a spell, an ancient spell in a ruined church at the country. It was hidden, I managed to translate it, and having it like insurance; in case Ivy needed it. Well, seven months ago, she wasn't only stabbed; she was staked in the heart. The spell was for granting a wish to a dying person…"I kept to us the things I thought my family wouldn't understand. But I told them the most important part.

"No way!" Robbie laughed.

"Way, Bro. Ivy is expecting twins and half of the genetic inheritance they have is mine. We're having babies." My hand went to cover hers, over the table. We smiled at each other. "The spell was so weird and ancient, so different to all the magic I have done before. When it was working by itself, it almost killed me. After that when I woke up; I did it because the babies awakened me; in some way, I have a connection with them. So, mom, you are having grandkids as you wanted. "I smiled at her too.

"Vamp babies." Robbie pointed.

"Well, I believe one is a vamp baby. But the other is a witch." I said shrugging my shoulders. I wasn't thinking when my mouth opened. However, that felt right. The babies were different one of the other in many ways.

"But, Rachel. That can not be." It was Ivy whom objected.

"Witches are immune to vamp virus, honey. The virus cannot infect her even inside your womb. This magic is too powerful, Ivy. I told you, magic can kindle with the very fabric of life. You asked for a baby that looked like me. At the other hand, I asked for a baby that was a combination of us both. And one of them is a witch. And the other is a vamp. You will see, love." I used my thumb to rub the back of her hand I was holding. "In about 2 months and a half."

"Pardon me?"

"One of the babies is going to born before the other, Ivy. One in about 9 and a half or 10 month pregnancy, the other at 13 month of pregnancy. The oldest of our daughters is going to be a witch, not a vamp. I don't think your mom will be too pleased. Since the tradition dictates, the first-born is the heir of the bloodline. Tamwood line can not be continued by a witch." I said pensive "I hope she won't take it like offense; it's biology, witches have a shorter pregnancy span."

"If that happens, I will eat my shoes." Robbie laughed again.

"I will have a very sharp knife for you to cut them, Robbie. Because that's what is going to happen. It's very clear. They are different; you have heard them, honey. One sounds like vamp and the other." I trailed off with a smart grin.

"She sounds like you." Ivy blinked slowly, like thinking seriously what I have said. "And she enjoys the food, and it's bigger, but not as strong like the little one who purrs." She blinked again, and then her brown eyes locked with mine startled. "My God!" she laughed all the sudden "Mom is going to freak out!" she had the most striking beautiful laughter I ever heard. I have never heard her laughing this relaxed and genuinely amused.