Naia's POV

"Have a good day at school!" Matt said and I gave him and Gabby a wave before heading into the building.

As I was sorting out my textbooks and getting my homework prepared to hand in, I heard my name being called.

"Naia!"

I knew it was Nate but turned around anyway. I smiled at him.

"Hey, Nate! How's it going?" I asked.

Nate laughed, "Forget about me. How are you?"

"Oh you know, sepsis 'takes a toll on your body'," I said. "Thank you for the flowers again. You didn't have to."

Nate nodded, "I know I didn't have to. To be honest, it wasn't my idea. When my parents told me you were in the hospital with sepsis, I was going to just drop by with your homework but Dad said that you weren't probably in the mood for homework so we opted for flowers instead."

"Yeah, that was a good call. I would have done my homework but Matt and Gabby wouldn't let me." I said, making Nate laugh.

"How was school?" Matt asked me as we walked home from school.

I shrugged, "It was fine. I still got points deducted off my science essay for it being late."

"That doesn't seem very fair," Gabby said.

"Yeah well, life isn't very fair," I replied. Matt unlocked the apartment door and we walked in.

We took off our coats and I dropped my backpack down in its usual spot.

"Do you want a snack?" Gabby asked.

I shook my head, "No thank you. I have homework to do. You know, I did miss a week of school."

"Okay, if you get hungry just say something," Gabby said and I nodded to show I had heard.

I pulled out my homework from my backpack and as usual, started to do some of it. I was halfway done my math homework when Gabby told me there was someone on the phone for me.

Confused, I took the phone from Gabby who was grinning from ear to ear and spoke into it.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Naia? It's Ellie!" A voice replied.

A smile broke out onto my face. "Ellie? Oh my gosh! How have you been?"

Ellie laughed, "Great actually. I was adopted by my foster parents. You know, the ones that were at your birthday party?"

"Wow! That's amazing!" I said, thrilled. Ellie deserved this more than anyone else I knew. "When did this happen?"

"Last week. I called but Gabby said you were sick with sepsis." Ellie said. I could hear the tension in her voice. Sepsis was a tough subject for her. "You're okay now right?"

I nodded, even though I knew Ellie couldn't see me. "Yeah, I'm still a little weak but I'll be fine. I got lucky, it wasn't severe."

None of us spoke for a moment and it became a little awkward until Ellie spoke again.

"We should meet up again soon," Ellie said, breaking the silence.

I laughed, "That sounds like a great idea. Hey, by the way, have you heard from Shane and Thomas since my birthday party?"

"No," Ellie sounded disappointed, "I don't have their new contact but Mom said she would contact the agency and try and find out."

"The day when I call someone 'mom' will never come," Ellie said. We were being punished again by being locked in the basement.

I sighed, "I don't know Ellie, I think there are still good people out there."

"Do you think Thomas and Shane are okay?" Ellie asked and I shrugged.

"I sure hope so."

"Naia? You still there?" Ellie's voice brought me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Um, I can ask Gabby how she contacted Shane and Thomas and if I get anything, I can call you." I offered.

"That would be great," Ellie said. "Hey look, I gotta go but we should talk again soon. Arrange when to meet up."

I agreed, "Yeah for sure, and Ellie?"

"Yeah?"

"I miss you," I said, smiling.

I heard Ellie chuckle. "I miss you too you knucklehead."

I laughed and we said bye again before hanging up.

"How is she?" Gabby asked as I handed her phone back.

"Good. She got adopted." I said.

Gabby raised an eyebrow, "Really? By who?"

"Her foster parents. The ones we met at my birthday party." I replied and Gabby nodded.

"Ellie's a sweet kid. It was about time." Gabby said and I nodded in agreement.

As Gabby was leaving, I stopped her.

"Hey, Gabby?" I asked and she turned around to face me.

"Yeah, what's up?" She asked, taking a seat on the couch next to me.

I paused for a moment, trying to think of how to ask what was on my mind.

"When, or I guess if, I get adopted, will you forget me?" I asked. "You know, maybe once you have kids of your own or like years later, will you still remember me?"

Gabby's expression softened and she smiled softly. She took my hand into hers and held it.

"Of course. I'll never forget you." Gabby said and I believed her.

I nodded, "I won't forget you either. If you were wondering."

Gabby planted a kiss on my forehead as she was getting up and then paused.

"You don't have to have an answer right now but is that what you want? To be adopted? Or do you want to make something work between your parents," Gabby asked which made me think before I replied.

"I think I'm ready to move on without them. I mean, they'll always be my biological parents but there's more to being parents than just being blood-related. So yeah, I'm ready to be adopted. Just not by some guy who wants to kill me." I said, the last part referring to James. I cracked a grin and Gabby smiled back.

She ruffled my hair before heading to the kitchen. "I'm going to start making dinner, just call if you need anything."

"Sounds good," I replied.

Gabby smiled at me and I smiled back before she disappeared into the kitchen.

Hey guys! It's me again. So I was thinking of starting another Chicago fanfiction and was wondering if there was a certain Chicago show you wanted me to do. You know, like PD, Med, or Fire. My idea works for all of them so I want to know which one you guys want to read. Anyways, thanks for reading. I appreciate it.