"I'm really nervous about this," Amelia said as Selina brought her and Andrew to Astrid. "Are you sure she's actually gonna help us get work instead of tricking us into going back to how we were?"

"Trust me, if she'd wanted you to go back to how you were, she would have done it by now," Selina replied. When they reached Astrid's secretary, Selina said, "I'm here with the two people that those young warlocks brought back from the dead. Can I ask you to make us an appointment with Astrid about getting them paperwork so they can have jobs?"

"S-sure," the secretary replied, staring openly at Andrew and Amelia. "Were the two of you really brought back from the dead?" She asked. "What was that like?"

"It was very humiliating," Amelia replied, shaking out her blond hair and giving a shudder. "If you die, I don't recommend it."

"Oh, come on, Amelia," Andrew said, putting his arm around her. "It wasn't so bad."

"Yes, it was," Amelia nodded.

"The appointment?" Selina asked the woman, her voice curt. "Please?"

"All right, all right, sorry," The secretary replied and did some typing on her computer. "I assume you want the appointment to be as soon as possible?"

"Yes," Selina nodded. "That would be good."

"All right," The secretary nodded. "What about the day after tomorrow? Astrid's got an hour free around lunch time."

"That would be perfect," Selina nodded. "Thank you so much for your help."

"You're welcome," The woman smiled. "You have a good day now."

"Thank you," Andrew smiled back in a way that made the woman laugh awkwardly in a way that showed she was succumbing to his charms.

"Okay, okay," Amelia yanked Andrew away by his arm while Selina tried not to laugh. "Come on. We're going home now."

A couple of days later, they came for their meeting, and as Selina had suspected, after Astrid had looked over Amelia's credentials (which Amelia had managed to locate the previous day), she immediately hired her to be the substitute English teacher.

"It's so good you came, right in the nick of time," she said. "The woman you're subbing for could go into labor any day now and I was nearly at my wits' end trying to find someone to take her place before it was too late."

"Well, I'm glad to be able to help," Amelia replied.

"As for you," Astrid continued, looking at Andrew. "You're a lawyer, you say?"

"Yes," Andrew nodded. "And quite a successful one at that, if I do say so myself. There were several articles written about cases I successfully defended in my day, but I guess you don't have a way to read them."

"She might not, but I think I have a way," Amelia replied. "Selina, can I borrow your car to drive over to your father's house real quick?"

"Sure," Selina nodded. "Knock yourself out." She handed Amelia her keys and then Amelia left, returning a short time later with a box of yellowed newspaper clippings. "Read those," she told Astrid. "There's his resume right there."

"Wait a minute," Andrew said in amazement. "You saved every article about my legal career?"

"Well, you were up north for a lot of it, weren't you?" Amelia asked. "How else was I supposed to know what you were up to?"

"That's very true," Andrew agreed. He then watched as Astrid, after putting a spell on the papers so they wouldn't crumble, read about him successfully prosecuting against thieves, murderers, embezzlers, and other unsavory characters.

"If you did this much that was noteworthy, I shouldn't have much trouble finding a job for you," Astrid said once she'd finished the box of articles. "Plus, I think the knowledge that you came back from the dead won't scare people away from hiring you either. Just give me some time and I'll see what I can do for you, all right?"

"All right," Andrew nodded. "Thank you very much for all your help. I appreciate it."

"It's really not a problem," Astrid told him. "I bet we'll find a really good position for you, and we'll find it soon."

With that assurance, they left Astrid office with the box of articles in hand. Andrew sat next to Amelia in the backseat of Selina's car and said, "You know, I really can't wait to get back into a court room again."

"You're lucky they're just going to let you," Amelia told him. "Lawyers actually have to go to school to do what they do today and have a degree and stuff. They can't just read, be full of personality, and then set up shop like you."

"Well, it's good that I was born when I was, then," Andrew replied. "Cause I never really did like school all that much. It takes things that are interesting and just makes them as dull as dirt."

"You are not kidding," Selina agreed.

"I thought school was fascinating when I went to get my teaching degree," Amelia said. "But perhaps when you've been barred from any sort of real education at all, and then finally get a chance to learn, everything is fascinating."

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "I bet."

"Hi, Matthew," Amelia said as she knocked on his classroom door halfway through her first day as he was leaving for lunch. "Are you busy?"

"What are you doing here?" Matthew asked her as he got up from his desk, his eyes wide.

"I just…I came to tell you that I have a job here now too," Amelia told him. "But don't worry, it's only for a few months. Don't you think we can work together peacefully? I promise I won't be a bother to you."

"Oh, I'm really not worried about you," Matthew assured her. "Not anymore. How has your morning gone?"

Amelia shrugged. "It hasn't been much different than my past teaching jobs. I try to inspire my students, keep them interested. But besides the really dedicated ones, it never seems to work because I'm afraid I don't have much personality. Your brother's a lawyer. He had to charm juries and get them to see things his way. Maybe he could help me. Do you think he could?"

"I have no doubt," Matthew smiled. "And I think it's a really good idea."

"Wonderful," Amelia replied. "You wanna come to lunch with me?"

"Sure," Matthew nodded. "That's where I was just about to go myself. I have a few people I sit with usually. Wanna join us?"

"Yes, please," Amelia told him. "I would love to. You're so kind." She took his arm then and they headed to lunch, seeming like good friends and as if there had never been any difficulties between them at all.

"Sarah?" Christine asked Selina as they sat on the sofa thinking of baby names, since she and Matthew were gonna find out the sex of the baby the next day. "What do you think of the name Sarah?"

"Well, I think it's a pretty name," Selina replied. "I mean, it sort of has negative connotations for me because when I was at my lowest point and partying in Europe, I went by the name Seraphine Gardner and everyone called me Sera for short. What's the middle name gonna be if it's a girl?"

"The middle name is what I've always known," Christine told her and took her hand. "'Selina' will be her middle name, just so you don't think your father has forgotten you. But finding a name that fits well with 'Selina' is kind of difficult, if I'm gonna be honest."

"Sarah Selina is not bad," Selina said with approval. "Not bad at all. I like it."

"Yeah," Christine smiled. "Me too." She paused. "You know…I'm very grateful that you and I get along now. With my mom not really in the picture, you're the one person I can ask for help. It's nice."

"It's no problem," Selina told her. "Really. You know what sort of mother I grew up with, so I totally know what it feels like to have troubles with your own mother and need to have someone else guide you along instead."

"Yeah," Christine nodded, thinking about Amelia. "I bet you do."

"So…when did you say you find out if it's a boy or a girl?" Selina asked. "Soon?"

"Yeah," Christine told her. "In a few days. Your father still doesn't believe that we can figure out a thing like that now, so it'll be a real surprise for him. I think he'll like it."

"Yeah, I think he will too," Selina agreed. "Has he…said anything about what kind of baby he wants?"

"He said he'd be happy for either as long as we both get out of it okay, but when I really pressed him, he said he wants another girl," Christine told her. "It seems he really wants to make up for what happened to his relationship with you and not repeat the same mistakes."

"Well, if you end up having a little girl, she's gonna be real lucky to have two such wonderful parents," Selina said.

"And a wonderful big sister," Christine added and gave Selina a hug.

"So," Andrew said to Amelia as she came into the house after getting back from school. "How was your first day teaching? Good?"

"In the sense that I helped people learn things, sure," Amelia nodded and came to sit next to him. "But…would you help me be more entertaining when I do it? I want to have that ability that you do where you walk into a room and you just grab people's attention by being there. Can you teach me that?"

"Sure," Andrew nodded. "I'll do the best I can. But first, I think we need to celebrate your job. Can I get you a drink?"

"All right," Amelia nodded. "I think a glass or two wouldn't hurt."

But they downed more than just a glass or two. They got a whole bottle done, and a little more from another bottle after that. Then they took Selina's keys and drove to a golf course at a country club where a party was being held to get money for some cause or another. A bunch of wealthy people were there, but not one of them noticed Amelia park the car and lead Andrew behind the bushes near one of the water hazards at the golf course where she undressed and then boosted herself in the water, daring Andrew to follow her. It didn't take him long to follow her command and soon they were splashing each other, swimming around, and making out.

However, it wasn't long before the group finally found them out and someone called the police. Both Amelia and Andrew struggled and resisted until, covered with towels, they were read their rights, cuffed, and then tossed into the back of a cop car before being driven down to the station and charged with public drunkenness, indecency, and resisting arrest.

When Amelia took her one phone call, she called her daughter, who had just begun a night of passion with Elijah.

"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Selina cried as she strode into the police station several minutes later. "I can't take my eyes off of you for one minute, can I?"

"Would you relax?" Amelia asked her. "We were just trying to have a little fun. I don't know what you have to be all up in our business for!"

"Because you let yourself get arrested!" Selina replied. "Don't you realize how bad that is? You would scold me so much if I did this!"

"Okay, but this is different," Amelia shot back. "I need this! This is the first time I've had fun in years!"

"You say that now," Selina told her as she and Andrew were let out of the cell and he begged her not to say anything to Matthew cause he knew that would get him a lecture. "But Mama, I have a feeling when you realize what you did tonight, you're really gonna hate yourself tomorrow. Stuff like this gets in the papers, you know."

"I doubt it," Amelia told her. "I don't think you know what you're talking about."

Selina compelled the officer to let Amelia and Andrew off the hook cause she knew that just the mere knowledge of what she'd done would send Amelia back into her shell, and going to court would keep her there forever and then she drove them home, suggesting very strongly that they spend the night doing quiet activities or sleeping and not going out again."

"All right,"Amelia told her. "Geez, you get arrested one time and suddenly everyone's watching you like a hawk."

"Welcome to my childhood," Selina told her. "Short of being arrested, I mean. You two have a good night now." Then she headed back to Elijah and tried not to think about what had just happened, and how it seemed she'd entered a crazy parallel universe where she was the responsible one, and her mother was not.

"Where'd you go?" Elijah asked her. "Is everything okay?"

"No," Selina shook her head as he took her in his arms. "I had to pull my mother and uncle out of jail cause they were drinking and ruined a party full of rich people and compel the cops not to take them to court. I never thought I'd say this, but I sort of miss my insecure, bossy mother. I hate being the one who has to be serious and responsible!"

"Well, I'm sure that when your mother has sobered tomorrow, she'll be back to normal." Elijah assured her.

"Yes, that's what I told her," Selina agreed and kissed him. "And I hope with all my heart that I'm right."