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Chapter 11.

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"Emma, why were you so mean to Paulo, he never did anything to you," said Calleigh in a calm tone.

"Because he's a stupid meanie," she said, her hands were crossed in a demonstrative way over her chest, and she was a striking resemblance to her mother when she was angry, which made Julia a tad amused spite the situation.

"I will not have you talk that way and no more cursing, it's not suitable for a young lady."

"Now you are stupid."

"Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?"

Emma groaned, not wanting to share her thoughts with any of her mummies for the moment. "I don't wanna talk about it, OK," she said, sounding more as an adult at that point. Probably because she had heard her mommy say it once and had remembered the words.

"No, not OK," said Calleigh, and now her arms were crossed over her chest too, in addition to this, both of them had their straight, long hair in a pony tail, and were wearing something light blue.

"Ugh... Leave me alone!" said the girl, suddenly sounding childish again, and ran to her bedroom and slammed the door as hard as she possibly could with her petite figure.

"Calleigh, are you OK?" Julia's worried voice sounded.

"No, I'm not."

"Come here."

"No," she said, walked to the master bedroom and slammed the door hardly too, but her slamming her door shut made the whole house tremble on its fundaments.

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Julia just shook her head and sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, it was almost funny how alike she and their daughter were. She wondered what their next child would be like as it was made by her eggs and not Calleigh's. If their first born would have Calleigh's qualities, would their second then have hers? Julia wasn't sure that would be for the best, being bipolar and all. Kyle had taken some of it, she really wouldn't want the next one to do that too.

Julia was suddenly feeling depressed, really depressed as she thought 'Would it really be a good thing if there was more of me in this world?' She didn't notice that tears were falling from her eyes as she was looking with eyes of emptiness at the TV in front of her. 'This is not fair, maybe I should just…' the blonde thought as her eyes wandered over to a picture of Horatio, Emma and Calleigh, they looked really perfect together, too perfect.

Julia knew Calleigh didn't want be disturbed, but this time she needed her so badly, all of her was crying out to her, so she walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her.

"Calleigh," her voice was shaking, just as she was.

The younger blonde immediately turned to look at her wife that was dissolved in tears and asked: "Julia, sweetheart, what's the matter?"

"The little one," Julia sobbed.

"I don't understand, I thought you wanted another one," she exclaimed, confused.

"What if she turns out to be like me, I'm a horrible person."

"You must stop thinking that, you are the most wonderful creature that ever was."

"I'm not, the world would be much better without me."

"Have you any idea how much it hurts every time you say that?" Calleigh replied. This was not the first time her wife said something like that, so she wasn't shocked at all. But it still hurt her... "I love you, so much, I can't live if living is without you."

"I'm sorry, it's just hard," she sobbed, sinking down on the mattress.

"I know it is, and for once I want you to tell me exactly how you feel."

"Don't I always?"

"I think you're always holding back just a little, probably as not to worry me?"

"I feel confused because I love you, you are my princess and the one that I love more than anything, yet every time I look at little Emma it's like I see you and Horatio and it hurts. The picture, perfect, that you wanted her to look like him. I understand it, yet it hurt, can you at all understand how I feel…"

"Yes, I can. Kyle, you and them again."

"We are really the same, aren't we?"

"Yes, and you are the one that showed me the real meaning of love, not him, you."

"And you showed me the same, the others before you... I thought I loved them, but I was wrong, there never was anyone I loved so much as I loved you."

"This is really getting mushy."

"I know," she chuckled. "But I'm so lucky I got you."

"No, I'm the lucky one."

At this point Calleigh had managed to get on top of Julia and was now kissing her roughly as Julia screamed out, she wanted it, she needed it and she knew Calleigh would give it to her over and over again.

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Little Emma Mallory had heard most of the conversation through the wall, and although she didn't grasp the full extent of it, she got bits and pieces. Was she really hurting her mommy because she looked so much like her uncle H.? She vaguely thought about what they had told her about swimmers that daddies had, trying to puzzle it together, but some pieces were missing as she heard her mommy scream, but she didn't care all too much.

By now she was used to that and it hadn't happened in a while, besides the both seemed happier after doing so, so she walked over to her play house and took up two of the horses, a boy she called Lemon Drops and a girl named Sundance, they were a couple, a boy and a girl, like it should be. At least according to the children in the kindergarten she was at. They weren't so nice to her anymore, laughed at her for having two mummies instead of one of each.

She didn't quite see anything wrong with that as they loved her, but still it bothered her a tiny bit. Not to mention her dada and uncle H.'s new 'son'. Who was he to try to take her dada?

Stupid, that was exactly what he was. If he hadn't come, then maybe her mummy and daddy would be together. She shook it off, her mummy loved her other mommy.

The little redhead felt upset, so she got out of the room, barged into the room the two lovers hadn't locked for once. Both women now were on edge of orgasm, but the little girl didn't very much care, she simply walked over to the bed and yelled: "I hate you, you're real stupid!"

Then she left slamming the door before she walked back to her bedroom and let her tears fall in anger and confusion, leaving her mommies behind in shock. There was something wrong with their daughter, if only they knew what...

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