After two years of hearing their children talk about how much they wished that they could go back to Los Angeles, the moms finally decided to return. They missed it just as much as the girls did, and it would be nice to see Addison and her family again.

"Is the beach your still your favourite?" Arizona asked Faith as the five-year-old began to cover her with sand.

She had just "buried" her in the sand and now it was Faith's turn to return the favour. Even if it would take the little lady a while and Arizona would rather not get so dirty, she couldn't exactly say no. Faith thought it was fun, and it was nice to see her so happy over such a simple thing. Mommy wasn't about to spoil that.

"I love it," she said. "Mommy…?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks for taking us here."

"You're so, so welcome, Faith," she smiled.

While her children were both good kids, they didn't always remember to show their appreciation. They often got overly excited and just forgot to step back and be grateful. This was normal, of course, but it was wonderful to hear these words of gratitude come from Faith. They were doing something right as parents.

Faith continued to cover Arizona with sand, and Sofia eventually joined in. Luckily for Mom, the process started to go considerably faster with her bigger girl helping out.

"What's this?" Faith asked, putting her finger over a little stretch mark on Arizona's thigh.

It was a really, really small one, but Faith had still found it. Kids were excellent at finding imperfections like that and making a big deal out of them.

"It's a stretch mark," Arizona explained, unable to see it, but still knowing exactly what she was inquiring about. "I got it when you were in my belly."

"But it's not on your belly."

"It's 'cause more than just her belly was fat," Sofia said.

"Oh."

"Thanks, Sof," she laughed.

"It was," she insisted. "Remember when we saw pictures? When I was in Madre's stomach, she wasn't so fat."

"My pregnancy with you was shorter," Callie told her.

"I know," she agreed. "But still."

Faith gave Arizona a kiss.

"Now you're not so fat," she reassured her.

Addison laughed.

"Is that your way of being nice?" she asked. "Saying she's not as fat?"

"Yeah."

"You might need to work on your compliments sometimes," Arizona suggested, finding it hilarious that Faith had gone from being wise beyond her years with gratitude right back to giving twisted compliments such as that one. "But thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I love it here," Arizona smiled as she looked around the lobby of their resort hotel.

Valentine's Day was in a few days, and their big vacation was just getting started. It would only be a week, but it was a much needed one. They would have so much fun, and work wouldn't interrupt any of it. That was good to know.

"So far we've seen the roads from the airport and the lobby," Callie laughed. "It's gorgeous here, but we haven't done anything for you to love."

"I'm going to love it," she said. "It's so beautiful, and we get the whole week to ourselves. I love my job, but it's always wonderful to have more time for us."

"I agree," Callie smiled.

She already knew that this vacation was a great idea on her part. Just seeing the way that Arizona was practically giddy with excitement was perfect.

"What are you looking most forward to?"

"The bed," she answered.

"Besides that," she smiled. "Of course we're looking forward to that. But something else. I personally can't wait for the couples' massage."

"Me neither," she nodded.

"This week is going to fly by, isn't it?" she asked.

"Probably. We'll just have to enjoy it while it lasts."

They were right. Before they knew it, they were two days into their vacation. They had enjoyed the sightseeing, the beach, and the couples' massage that they had just had earlier that afternoon. However, they still couldn't really figure out where the last two days had gone.

"We can't order in tomorrow," Arizona said.

They had ordered dinner to be delivered to their room both nights so far. Eating in bed was so much better than getting all dressed up and heading out. Callie had insisted upon it. They already had reservations made for a nice Valentine's Day meal somewhere else tomorrow night, though.

"I know," she said as she kissed her. "Shh…"

"Why are you 'shhing' me?" she asked.

"Because we're naked in bed eating dinner. Talking isn't necessary."

She smiled.

"Maybe it's just because we're old, but that massage felt so good today."

"I know."

"I think we need to make those a regular occurrence."

"Can we make naked dinners a regular occurrence, too?" she asked.

"Now that we don't have either one of our daughters living with us, that sounds like a great idea," she smiled.

Their Valentine's Day dinner the next night was so good that Callie hardly even minded that they couldn't eat it in bed. Going out had been the best decision. Even though it was busy at the restaurant they went to – because Valentine's Day was one of their busiest days of the year – the ladies were still able to get lost in each other, just as if no one else was there.

Afterwards, they went for a little walk on the beach before returning back to the room. Callie came out of the bathroom after a shower to find her wife on the computer. They had paid an extra fee for Internet access just because they didn't want to completely lose touch with Seattle. They were close to their family, and they didn't want to be entirely disconnected for the whole week. Still, this was the first time that they had turned the computer on at all.

"What are you doing?"

"Posting pictures," she said. "Just a few for now. Faith made me promise I would. That way, she can live vicariously through us while she works."

She laughed.

"You're still awake? Good."

Hours later, back in Seattle, Faith had just gotten home. It was eleven thirty at night, but her husband was still determined to make her some kind of meal for Valentine's Day. He came into the living room when it was done, expecting to find her starting to drift off because she was tired. She was on her computer instead.

"My mom put up some pictures," she said. "I can't believe how gorgeous it is there."

He smiled.

"Well, dinner's ready," he told her.

"What did you make?" she asked.

"Pancakes."

"For dinner?" she wondered as she got up.

"I figured you wouldn't want to eat a huge dinner at this time of night," he explained. "Plus, I already ate when I got home."

"Okay," she said. "Pancakes sound delicious."

"Happy Valentine's Day," he smiled, giving her a kiss.

"Happy Valentine's Day," she replied. "Our first one as a married couple."

"Can you believe we've been married for six months already?"

"Not really," he said. "Is it all going to go by this fast?"

"I hope so," she answered. "If time together starts dragging, that's probably not a good sign."

"Excellent point," he agreed. "Let's go eat."

Faith and Sebastian had a wonderful night. Sure, it was short because she was tired, but it was still good. Some of her favourite time with him was just spent at home doing nothing, so it was nice to get to spend a couple of hours on Valentine's Day that way.

Still, Sofia knew that something was up with her sister the next day when she walked into the NICU to find her in there monitoring a newborn boy who she and Alex had just operated on.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked. "Last night was supposed to be romantic. I thought you'd be all happy this morning."

"I am," she said. "I just helped save a little boy's life. That's awesome."

"But…?"

"But Peds. is just a tease when you're thinking about starting a family, but your husband needs more time."

"You mean babies weren't his chosen topic of conversation on one of the most romantic nights of the year?" she teased. "What? He's insane!"

"I don't expect him to be ready now," she said. "Really, I don't know if now is the best time. Maybe giving it a couple more months is a good idea. But something's telling me that it's not going to be a simple process to get our family started, and I don't want to be waiting now, and waiting then, and doing a whole bunch of waiting, and waiting, and waiting."

"So what are you saying?"

"That I'm being patient, but it would be great if he'd give me a sign that he's still thinking about it. That's all. I just hope he's not talking himself further and further out of having kids."

"I think he'd tell you if that was the case," Sofia said. "He's always known that you want kids someday. Faith, half of my parents weren't exactly thrilled to find out that I was going to exist. They needed time to get on board, but they did it. Seb will get there."

"I know."

"I have an idea for you."

"What?"

"When I was in med. school, I made a list of things that I wanted to do before I became an intern and ended up even busier than I already was. I didn't exactly have money, so it was mostly things that I could do that didn't cost much."

"That's fun."

"It kept me from losing my mind when I was studying so hard and I just couldn't wait to be an intern already."

"Right," she said. "So you're saying make a list?"

"Yes," she replied. "And do as many cool surgeries as possible. You need to keep your mind off of onesies, diapers, and pacifiers."

"Do I seem crazy?"

"Maybe a little," she smiled. "But I'm sure I'll get to that point one day when I find the right man and settle down. I think it's normal for a woman who wants to be a mom someday. And like you said, for you two, it may not be simple. You don't know details yet. That has to be annoying."

"It is."

"Try the list."

"I will," she said. "Thanks. How was your Valentine's Day?"

"Cody cooked for me. It was romantic. Surprisingly, I didn't hate it."

"Will you admit that what you're doing is called 'dating' now?"

"So maybe it is," she replied. "He sucked me in with caffeine and sex, and now we're a couple."

"Is it so bad?"

"No," she said. "He's a nice guy."

Faith loved Sofia's list suggestion. It would hopefully help her to be able to patiently wait for Sebastian to be ready to discuss how they would start their family. She didn't want to pressure him by any means, so waiting was the only choice that she had. Additionally, if beginning their little family did take as long as she felt that it may, they would need to give themselves fun things to do in the meantime. By no means did she want their lives to become solely about working or trying to become parents. She knew that work would continue to take up plenty of her time, but filling the rest of it with enjoyable things would be beneficial.

"What are some things that you've been wanting to do?" she asked Sebastian the next day as they ate lunch in his office together.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"My sister told me that she made a list of fun things to do before she started her internship," she explained. "I thought we could make a 'before kids' list. That way, you know that I can still wait, and I know that I'll have more than work to do until we're someone's Mommy and Daddy."

"I've always wanted to watch more movies," he said. "We have a huge collection, but we watch the same ones all of the time. Let's try to watch more of them before we keep getting interrupted by a newborn."

"Okay," she said, writing it down on a pad of paper. "I want to become a better cook."

"You're a good cook," he told her.

"I could be better," she said. "I want to work on it. Oh, and parenting books. I want to read some of those."

"Before we have a baby?" he questioned.

"Well, when we have the baby, then I'll be too busy and too tired to do a ton of reading," she decided.

"Maybe put that one at the bottom of the list," he said, seeing her point, but still not so sure about the idea.

"We could babysit Declan more," she added, writing everything down.

"How would that help you wait for kids?"

"Because we can give him back when we're tired," she explained. "We should take advantage of that while we can."

"True," he laughed. "I know you probably don't want to spend a lot of money, but we should try out a few really nice restaurants."

"I like that one," she smiled. "Oh! Can we get a dog? Even when we have a kid, a dog would be awesome. Whenever Sofia was at Mark's when we were growing up, Hershey was practically my best friend."

"Which just means you were a loser," he joked.

"It means I was a child who loved my dog," she said. "I miss her. Libby too."

"I know. And I've never had a dog. So that would be nice."

"Yay!" she smiled. "And can we start adding more to our savings each month?"

"Good idea. What else?"

"Well, I have a list of surgeries that I really hope to at least see, but that's about me. We can keep adding to the list as we go, though."

"Sounds good."