"So is he going to come?" Anna asked with a smile.

Ada placed the handset of the phone back on the dial of the rotary phone. "Yes," she answered and let out a chuckle, "He said he'll come."

Her mother's smile grew then she calmed down a bit, but a small smile was still present on her face. "You know, I've never seen you as happy as you have been in any of your previous relationships. Or so outspoken, either."

"I know, Mom. You've said it five times in the last two weeks."

"Well, cause it's true. Even your brothers kinda like him, and they never liked anyone you ever went out with."

"To be fair, I've only had two boyfriends in my entire life. Granted, one cheated on me, but that's not the point."

Alex and Adam Robertson had promised at a young age that they'd always protect their only sister whenever their parents couldn't. This promise had never been broken. Every time Ada had ever gone out on a date, the two kept a close eye on the guy- that's how Ada found out her one ex-boyfriend had been cheating on her. And even though Adam was younger than her, that didn't make any difference in any situation. Because of their protective behavior, she had always teased them by calling them her own "personal bodyguards".

Anna rolled her eyes a bit. "Well, that's exactly my point," she said a bit gently, "Sweetheart, your ex-boyfriend who cheated on you was from five years ago. Ever since then, the only men you've ever trusted was your father, your brothers, other guys in the family- and Kevin."

"It's not that I don't trust men," Ada said with a slight shrug, "It's just that, I never really payed attention to guys in high school or college cause I just wanted to pass and get it all over and done with."

"Well, even if you didn't pay attention to them, they sure did pay attention to you."

"I'm sorry, Mom, but can we just end this discussion? I gotta get ready for the party and help get things ready."

Anna nodded a bit. "Fine… either way, as long as Kevin's coming, we're fine."

-/-/-

Leslie walked through the revolving door of the hospital- even though she was twenty-two years old, using the revolving door instead of the regular one would always be her inner child- and toward the elevator. As she waited for the doors of the elevator to open, she tucked her thin leather briefcase under her arm and began to undo the buttons of her coat. When the elevator bell rang, signaling that it had arrived, she took her bag from under her arm and walked in to the elevator and pressed the button for the floor she had to go to, the fifth floor.

Before the doors closed, Leslie cut her arm in between them to stop them from closing and to reopen when she heard someone calling her name. Her friend and co-worker, Natalie, then rushed into the elevator next to her. Her friend used her arm to support herself by leaning it against one of the four walls and let out a relieved breath as the doors closed once again.

When Leslie had starting working at the hospital, she'd started as a Medical Biller. A few months after she had started, Natalie was hired for the same job. As Leslie helped to train Natalie for her new position, she was promoted to Medical Office Manager, which was quite a feat, considering she hadn't been working there all that long.

Natalie let out a breath. "Thanks Leslie," she said in a tired and labored breath.

Leslie smiled. "No problem," she said, "So I guess you're morning's not going so great?"

"My bus ran late, so I just barely made it her."

"Look, I know you can't afford to buy your own car, but can't you at least rent one."

"I've been considering it, trust me," Natalie chuckled, "But my friend's mom is selling her old car for a good price. I told her I was interested."

The elevator bell rang and the doors opened. The two girls walked out, letting those who'd been waiting for it inside, and started down the hall to their stations. As the two walked, the continued the conversation about Natalie's possibility of buying the used car that had belonged to her friend's mother.

"Oh, speaking of cars," Natalie started.

Leslie gave a slightly confused look. "Ok…" she said skeptically.

"I've been saying a very familiar car come for you a few times in the last two weeks. Anything I should know about?" A smirk found its way to her face.

Leslie let out a chuckle. "Uh, yeah, I guess so."

"I'm guessing you're back together with Alec?"

"For as long as you've been seeing the familiar car. Yeah, I'm back together with Alec."

"That's great! Are you two gonna celebrate Thanksgiving together?"

"Yeah, we plan on going ice skating this Thursday."

Natalie gave a confused look at her friend. "You two are going ice skating? I don't understand."

"It's an inside joke," Leslie chuckled.

-/-/-

Kirby sat at his small desk, going over his practice test book for the LSAT. He had registered to take the test in the beginning of the new year, which meant that he had a little over a month left to study for the test. He'd already been studying for about a month and a half, so it's not like he had just been goofing off about the whole thing.

As he went over the questions, he heard the front door of the law office open. He looked up and saw a young girl who looked to be about three of four years old. Behind the young girl- who had taken off her coat and was playing with a large bandage wrapped around her left arm- a woman who looked to be about his own age walked into; his only guess was that the woman was the girl's mother. The woman then leaned down to scold the little about playing with the bandage, which made her stop like she'd been told to do.

Kirby was about to greet the two but stopped himself when his boss- John Parker- entered the vicinity and came to greet the two himself. The woman smiled at his boss and the two greeted each other with a hug. I thought he wasn't married, Kirby thought, confused. His boss then leaned down over to the little girl, who giggled and smiled at something he had said. He picked up the little girl and the three started to one of the back offices.

On their way, John stopped at Kirby's desk. "Keger," the attorney said, "This is my younger sister, Emily, and her daughter- my niece- Elizabeth." He then looked over at his sister. "Em, this is our intern and apprentice, Kirby Keger."

Kirby stood up from his seat and held out his hand, which Emily accepted with a small smile. "It's very nice to meet you," he greeted then smiled gently at the little girl, "And very nice to meet you too."

Elizabeth smiled. "I'm this much," she said proudly and held up four fingers.

"Yes you are, Lizzie," Emily said in a happy and bubbly tone, "Very good, sweetheart."

John spoke up. "You'll be seeing these two around here quite a lot, Keger."

Kirby gave a slightly confused look. "Everything alright?"

Emily shrugged a bit. "I was in a car accident a little while back. The jerk who hit my car caused Elizabeth to get cut on the arm with a piece of glass, which she needed ten stitches for, so I'm suing the moron for the accident and my daughter's hospital bill."

"Other than that, were you two alright?"

"Well, we're fine now. When it happened, I couldn't stop shaking for a week. But since the glass cut Elizabeth and, like I said, she needed stitches. I can't really pay for all the damage and repair bills for my car and her hospital bill without getting into debt at the moment, so that's why I'm suing him. It's not easy, especially only being twenty-three with a four year old."

"Well, what about your husband? Elizabeth's father, I mean."

Emily let out an embarrassed chuckle. "That's uh," she started, "It's just a really long and complicated story."

"She's not married, father ain't around," John whispered quickly to Kirby, cleared his throat and looked back at his sister, "So, should we get this lawsuit started?"

Emily nodded at her brother then looked back at Kirby with a smile. "It was nice to meet you, Kirby. And I hope I see you again very soon."

"Same to you," Kirby smiled as the three walked to the back office.

Kirby watched as his boss walked back to his office with his sister and his niece, Emily and Elizabeth. He started to wonder then about Emily. He did think she was pretty, very pretty actually. On the other hand, he felt bad about the scenario she had told him about, especially since- according to his boss- Elizabeth's father was not in the picture and Emily was not married. She said she's twenty-three, he thought, then she would've only been nineteen years old when Elizabeth was born.

There was no debating against the fact that Emily was Elizabeth's mother. With the exception of the fact that the two girls had came into the building together, the two were spitting images of each other. They both had big brown eyes, light brown wavy hair, and the little girl's face looked like the child's version of the woman- who was only a year older than Kirby. Not to mention, that John had said the Elizabeth was his niece and Emily was his sister, and he had said before that he only had one sibling.

Emily and Elizabeth entered the front of the building about an hour later. Emily leaned down to her knees and helped the little girl gingerly put on her jacket, then stood up and slipped her arms into her own jacket. She took the little girl in her arms and lifted her off the ground and the two said goodbye to the head attorney in the office. She then made sure to stop by Kirby on her way out. "I really do hope I see you next time I come," she smiled.

Kirby looked up at her and smiled back. "I think you will," he said with a smile.

Emily let out a chuckle as she nodded before saying "goodbye" then leaving the building.

"You like my sister," John Parker said with a smirk, "Don't you, Keger?"

"Am I fired if I say yes?" Kirby asked nervously.

The slightly older of the two looked down a bit as he laughed. "Don't worry, you won't be if you say yes."

"Then, yeah, kinda. I do like her."

"Good."

"Good? Why do you say that?"

"Cause she likes you too, that's why."

Hello to those reading this.

I don't know what I put in my last author's not for this story, but if I put that I was going to Alice's Teacup for my best friend's birthday, we had to take a rain check- literally. We may be going this Sunday instead, but now it's supposed to snow, so we have no idea. Plus my mom's birthday was January 15, so we all went to NYC.

Anyway, I'll be starting another new story soon, so five at once- wish me luck. It's gonna be for The Expendables trilogy (so far, a trilogy, there's rumors about a fourth one coming up). So yeah.

Also- Rest in Peace, David Bowie. I've heard your music nearly all my life and it's hard to believe you're gone. I remember imitating the word Fame in "Fame" with my mom ever since I was three or four years old, years before I would become a fan of yours. And always love seeing the quote at the beginning of The Breakfast Club from "Changes". You are missed by many different age groups, and have affected us all.

Alright, for those reading, peace from all the hippies of the world. =^-^=