I never thought that I'd see what I was seeing now. Amelia trying to teach my daughter to roller skate in her living room. But I was seeing it, and it was the funniest thing I'd ever seen in my entire life.

"Ahh!" Willow squealed as Amelia pushed her down the hall. "Auntie Amy!"

Amelia went running after her, and I hugged Link closer to my chest. "I'm so happy only one of my babies is old enough to do reckless things. I can only handle one heart attack a day." I kissed his face.

Suddenly, Willow came rolling in and slammed into the couch, giggling wildly. "That was fun!"

Amelia came running, tickling her like crazy. Willow tried to grab free but Amelia was too strong for her. It brought a bright smile to my lips. "Amy, Amy!" She laughed. "Offff!"

"What's the magic word?" Amelia laughed, holding the beaming girls hands over her head.

"Please, please!"

Amelia let her go and flopped onto the couch next to her. Both out of breath. It was insane, they looked so related. Amelia was only half related to me, but you'd never think that judging by my daughter.

"You done trying to kill my daughter?" I raised a brow at Amelia.

"You know, I could do it to you too if you weren't holding that baby." Amelia raised a brow back.

I hugged my son closer to me once again. "Well, aren't I lucky I'm holding him, then?"

"Speaking of holding cute babies, gimme." She stood up and held out her hands.

I frowned, handing off the blond haired boy to his Aunt who he loved.

Willow and Link had latched onto Amelia in the week we'd been here, and it made me so happy to see how much they loved her. They'd been growing to Addison too. Honestly, it made me feel like shit, knowing I'd kept them from their family for so many years, but then again I didn't really know what they were missing. I didn't know I was missing it. Now? Now it hurts more than it did then.

Willow took off her roller skates and threw them onto the ground before crawling her way into my lap. "Mommy?"

"Yes, Low-Low?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Can we never leave this place?" She asked softly. "I like it here lots."

My face softened and I tucked a strand of waves behind her ear. "What about California? Don't you like your preschool?"

"Not as much as Auntie Amy." She frowned. "I don't ever wanna leave her!"

I looked up at Amelia, whose heart was breaking. I knew she didn't want me to leave again either, and I couldn't help but feel the same. Although, Phoenix had made quite the name for himself in the hospital he worked in, and I would never stop hating myself if I asked him to uproot to Grey-Sloan. "We'll have to ask daddy, sweetie."

"He's gonna say no." She pouted. "He always says no."

"That's not true." I said, pulling her closer to me.

"Yeah huh. He either says to ask you or he says no."

Well...she wasn't necessarily wrong. He was usually bad cop. I didn't have the heart to tell my children no. If it weren't for him, Willow would be a spoiled brat, I wont lie.

"Okay, so I'll ask daddy." I responded. "Does daddy ever say no to me?"

"No." She giggled. 'You scare him."

Amelia laughed. "Do you now?"

"No." I rolled my eyes playfully. "Of course not...I just make him jump if he's being irritating about something."

"Nuh uh! You scare him!" Willow insisted. "He does whatever, just cause you say."

"Shhh." I whispered to her, poking her in the ribs. "You're gonna make Amy think I'm a mean old hag."

"You are a mean old hag." Amelia said.

I gasped. "Willow am I a mean old hag?"

"No, mommy!" She giggled, latching onto my hand.

"I say that causes some serious pay back." I raised a brow at Amelia, taking Willow off my lap, and snatching my son from her. "Go tickle her, Low."

Amelia's eyebrows raised, and Willow pounced. Amelia ran away, and Willow chased, laughing. I smiled, I'd done my job here.