Disclaimers: I do not own CM or the characters. I do own all OCs.
Spoilers: None
Rating: T

Notes: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. The babies do all three have ROP, and like I said, that will be mentioned later. This chapter is different from what I usually do. It is set in Barcelona, Spain, however, it is not with Prentiss nor the Jareau Families.

This will be confusing. But is important for the future. The little girl in this will be named 'Andria, the little boy will be Eddie. They are 4 years old and 5 years old, respectively.

Important: PLEASE PAY ATTENTION to the TIME, LOCATION, & DATES of this chapter! Do not ask who or why or what. PAY ATTENTION to the TIME, LOCATION, & DATES of this chapter!

Enjoy! :)

Barcelona, Spain

*'Andria's point of view – !dream! – Wednesday, August 18th, 1977 (''Andria is 3 years old)*

"'Andria, vamos!" My best friend, 'Milia, shouts. We are at the beach, and we are going to have so much fun. By the way, she said, 'Andria, come on!

"I'll wace you to da water!" I yell at her.

"¡Te voy a ganar!" I'll beat you!

"No, I'll beat you!"

We race to the water. 'Milia beats me but that is ok.

"¡Hagamos un castillo de arena, ''Andria! ¡Necesitamos arena, agua y conchas marinas!" Let's make a sandcastle, ''Andria! We need sand, water, and seashells!

She doesn't speak English very good, but that's ok! I can understand her anyway. Mom and Dad teached me how to talk Spanish.

I am not allowed to talk English anywhere but at home. It's a rule, ya'know! And Eddie — that's my big brother! — is not allowed to talk English either. Only at home! That is why I know how to talk Spanish, 'cause I do it everywhere.

I run really, really fast, — like lightning! — and fill the buckets with water.

"'Milia, I gots da water!"

"Wait for me, ''Andria!" I hear my big bwother say. I look up and see Eddie running to me.

"Bubba! Hurwe! We're gonna makes a sanded-castle!"

"¡Ve por las conchas marinas, Eddie! ¡'Andria y yo podemos construirlo con arena!" You go get the seashells, Eddie! Me and 'Andria can build it with sand!

"Okay! Do you have a bucket, Emilia?"

"Sí, aquí tienes." Yeah, here you go.

"Thanks!"

Bubba runs to the water and fills the bucket. And I help 'Milia build the castle. I remember that bubba said we have to pat it, like this:

"You fill da bucket, 'Milia. Den go "pat, pat, pat!" An' den, turn it uhside down, an' you gets a castle!"

"¡Muy bien, ''Andria! ¡Eso se ve genial!" Very good, ''Andria! That's looks so cool!

"Thank you, 'Milia!"

We build for a long time.

"¡Esto es para la Bella Durmiente!" 'Milia says. "¡Y esta es para Blancanieves." This room is for Sleeping Beauty. And this one is for Snow White.

"Yeah, and dis one is for Cindy-ella."

We have to make 50 castles so all the princesses and princes can have a place to live. Then we make castles for their pets. Then we build them swimming pool, and a playground, and a place to eat ice cream.

"This looks amazing, girls."

Mom comes to us. I make sure to remember my manners. I should never forget them, or else I am a "bad girl".

So, to remember, I say, "Thank you, Mom."

I wonder why me and bubba cannot call them "mommy" or "daddy". I asked once but it made Mom hit my mouth! It hurt a lot, so I decided to not ever do that again. Mom had her "scary" face when I asked.

"Good girl, 'Andria." Mom says back.

Yay! I am a "good girl". That means I gets ice cream, and food to eat, and even milk to drink!

If me or Eddie was a "bad girl" or "bad boy" then we hafta drink yucky water, and eat bread and Mom and Dad's food left on their plates after they eat for nighttime.

I decide to go look for seashells. I take a bucket and I tell 'Milia I am gonna find the prettiest seashells ever for the sanded-castle!

The sun is so shiny that I have to close my eyes, but then, the strangest thing happens – I hear a voice. It sounds like mom. It is saying,

"Wake up, 'Andria."

And when I open my eyes, I am in my bedroom! Mom is standing by the bed.

*Present time – Thursday, January 25th, 1979 – Barcelona, Spain*

"Wake up, 'Andria. It is time."

Oh, man!

Today is the day I do my job!

Me, all by myself!

In case you did not know, I am 'Andria Louise Johnson. I am almost 5 years old! My birthday is in March. I know how to talk English and Spanish, but I'm not supposta talk English except for at home.

"Okay, Mom," I say. "I am wed-dee!"

"Speak like a lady!" Mom says in her "serious" voice.

Uh-oh, that means I talked wrong.

"Yes, Ma'am! I am sar-e, Mom."

I hope she forgives me!

"I won't remind you again, understand?"

I nod my head real fast.

"Yes, Ma'am!"

"Put on your clothes, brush your teeth, and come eat breakfast."

I have to do it fast or else I will be a "bad girl". I do not like being a "bad girl". I wish my mom and dad were as nice as 'Milia's mommy and daddy.

I put on a purple shirt and jeans that are shorts and tennis shoes. I have to brush my hair and brush my teeth. Then me and bubba go to the kitchen.

"'Livia!"

My best friend!

Oh, I love when she comes over!

"Olivia is coming to the park with us."

Oh, that is strange. Mom does not like when we have to do our job, and someone comes to the park with us. But then I look at her face. She is not using a "happy" face with those words.

That means she still does not like it, but our job is secret, and we can't tell no one what about is going on.

"Yay! I'm so happy, 'Livia!"

We all eat breakfast. We have eggs, bacon, toast, and orange juice. When we are done, me and Eddie stand by the door just like Mom and Dad have taught us.

'Livia's mom sees us being good, and says,

"What well-behaved children! So calm and patient."

Oh, but she doesn't know.

'Livia's mom has no idea.

If we are not calm and patient, Dad makes us "be friends" with the closet! Only, it is not the good kind of friends.

When we are "friends" with the closet, it is dark and scary, and it makes me cry, and it makes Eddie do weird sounds with his mouth and breathing.

But we do not say that. We cannot say it. Else we have to "be friends" with the closet.

Instead, we just wait quietly. And Mom tells us to get in our car. We drive to the park and get out, and Mom tells Eddie and 'Livia to go to the playground, but says for to stay beside her.

"Now, 'Andria," Mom holds my neck with her hand. "You do exactly as you have been taught, or else, understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am." I say back. I have to go make friends with a little girl or little boy. When they are my friend, they can have lots of playdates with me and Eddie.

Suddenly, though, my tummy feels yucky. And I do not want to do this.

I wonder if I can tell Mom I do not wanna do this.

But then… I remember the last time.

I didn't wanna do it, and then, suddenly, we had to move houses, and we had to live here, in Bar-so-loada instead of Paris.

When that happened, I had to "be friends" with the closet for a long time.

I don't wanna do my "job" today…

But…

I do not want to have to "be friends" with the closet even more.

And there it is. Who is 'Andria? Who is Eddie? And who is 'Livia?

All very important questions that will be answered soon! Next chapter will be back in Pittsburgh, and the identities of these little girls and little boy will be revealed soon!

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