"Let's go to the beach today," Ellie said at breakfast Sunday morning.

"The beach!" Xavier said excitedly, accidentally squeezing the majority of the syrup bottle onto his plate and surrounding table space.

"Oh, Xavier," Jane said, moving to clean up the mess before it spilled over the table edge.

Petra stood up and walked into the kitchen to wet a towel that would help wipe up the sticky flood going on in the dining area. As she was just about to reenter the room she heard the piercing giggle of one of the girls along with Jane's hearty chuckle. She froze in place, the affectionate, domestic scene made Petra feel happy and fluttery. Something she was not used to feeling. Shaking off the onslaught of emotion Petra walked back into the dining room and handed the damp rag to Jane, which she happily accepted.

"Well, I don't see why we shouldn't go to the beach today. It will be a fun outing. Petra, do you want come with us?" Jane said the last part hesitantly, like she was still expecting Petra to morph back into her old self and decline.

"I would love to!" Petra said brightly. "Let's go get dressed."

The kids scrambled out of the dining room, stopping to put their plates in the kitchen sink, and rushed to go change into their swimsuits. Petra and Jane headed to the room they had been sharing and switched into their own bathing suits; a white one-piece with criss-cross cut outs for Petra and a navy blue bikini with long sleeves for Jane. Jane went into the kitchen to pack a picnic while Petra packed towels and sunscreen into a bag.

Finally, the family was ready to go to the beach. They filed into the car and Jane sped down the road. "Time for the beach!" Jane exclaim-shouted as she cranked up the radio and drove towards the beach.

Once on the sand everyone laid out their towels and Jane lathered everyone in sunscreen. Jane and Petra settled onto their towels while the kids had a race to the ocean. Jane watched the kids play for a bit before pulling out the book she was reading.

Petra on the other hand was relaxing in the sun with her eyes closed, trying to catch a little sun. after what didn't feel like too long Jane interrupted Petra's zen. Not that she minded.

"Petra, I've been thinking…" Jane had said.

"Been thinking what?" etra asked when Jane didn't continue.

"What are we?"

"Well, you're Jane Villanueva and I'm Petra Solano and we have kids who were raised as siblings," petra remarked.

"Thanks for stating the obvious. I meant us. Like we've kissed and I'm getting a divorce because you're all I've been able to think about since we met it seems. And then we kissed and again, and I have these feelings for you," Jane rambled, waving her hands around and ignoring the blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"Thinking of me since we met, huh?"

"Seriously, Petra."

"Yes, yes, seriously. I ran away because my imprisoned mother told me I wouldn't be a good mother and I couldn't think of a better person to give my babies to than the woman I was in love with. And then I got the nerve to come back to my children and crush, I guess you could say, and she was getting a divorce. I saw my chance to have a chance and I took it because I was tired of not thinking of me sometimes," Petra spoke, sputtering as she felt herself go beat red. Her voice held a sincerity Jane hadn't heard since the night she took in the girls.

"I'm glad you started thinking about yourself," Jane said cheekily. "What if we became a thing, Petra?"

"Then we would be a thing. You're being very elusive right now, Jane."

Jane giggled nervously. Not that Petra noticed al she heard was the sound, she was too busy thinking to analyze it. "Are you asking me to be your girlfriend, Villanueva?"

"Maybe?"

"It's a yes or no question," Petra exclaimed dramatically, tossing her head back.

Jane shoo back her loose curls and sucked in a deep breath. "Petra Solano, mother of my (not really) children and spark in my life will you be my girlfriend?"

You have such a way with words, Petra thought but out loud she said: "Yes, let's see where this goes, Jane Villanueva, the (not really) mother to my children."

Epilogue-two years later

Jane was getting married again. And she was thrilled. After years and years of pining and pushing away feelings she had finally taken a chance and gotten a good result back. Two years ago after sharing secret kisses Jane asked out Petra, a year later Petra asked Jane to marry her and now today they agreed to spend the rest of their lives together. Their shared clan of kids were equally as thrilled.

Petra was going into her fourth marriage after five engagements. After an entourage if failed marriages Petra thought she would have some doubt about the upcoming union but there was nothing she was more confident about at the moment. She had felt the spark with Jane the minute they met and after seventeen years of pain and doubt she was no longer going to hold back. She and her wife and kids would be happy for the rest of their days together, and Petra would let nothing get in the way of that.

Mateo, Ann, Ellie and Xavier where sharing stories of their moms while they got ready. Mateo didn't remember anything about Petra before she left but Jane had told plenty of funny anecdotes that when Petra reappeared he felt like a puzzle piece had clicked in. Anna and Ellie had never known their birth mom, she had fled after she latched onto the thought that she could never raise them right, but while she was away Jane did nothing but care for and protect them like they where her own. In a way they were. Xavier wasn't happy that his parents were getting a divorce but he liked having Petra around and he liked how Petra made his sisters and Mami happy. He especially liked how now every once in a while his Dad would come over and have dinner with them. All in all the brood of siblings couldn't be happier on the day of their Mami and Momma's wedding.

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After Rogelio gave of Jane and Rafael (begrudgingly) gave off Petra the two women stood facing each other draped in white with huge smiles on their faces and, of course, tears beading in Janes eyes. The minister read the ceremony Jane looked at Petra as if she had hung the moon with her bare hands and Petra kept mouthing sweet nothings that made Jane blush scarlet. Finally the minister told the women they could read their vows.

"From the moment we met I couldn't keep you out of my mind. At first I thought it was because I didn't like you but then I realized it was because I liked you. I was naive enough to think that marrying my at the time love would change that but I thank God everyday that I finally have you," Jane said, trying to keep the tears at bay. And failing completely.

Petra reached out and swiped away Janes teras with her right hand as Jane slid a rose gold band on to her left hand. Then it was her turn to speak. "When I had no confidence in myself you did and when I was convinced I could do nothing right and everything was completely wrong you helped me through it, you talked me through it in a way I never could have even dreamed of. You lit up my world when I saw you smile the first time and I'm so happy to call you mine."

Jane beamed up at Petra as a silver wedding band was slid onto her finger and then the minister announced them wife and wife. "You may kiss the bride," he called.

Petra wasted no time wrapping her arms around Jane's hips and connecting their lips while everyone around them cheered.