Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.

By Risty Maskell and Silver15

Disclaimer: If we did own them, we would tell you, you know.

Summary: Crikey, I dunno.

**************************************************************************** ****

Boromir came in, holding his bag. I must have looked confused.

"I'm going. It's too tense, with me here. Give Ria a hug and kiss for me."

"Boromir. Don't go. Please."

"I have to Jamie. I'll call when I get back to Gondor."

I held Ria in my arms and made her wave bye-bye. "Say bye-bye to Uncle Boromir, Ria." Ria burbled and drooled.

Boromir gave a sad smile and left. About ten seconds later, Billee raced down stairs asking where Boromir was. I told him he had just left and had gone back to Gondor. Billee looked sad and showed me the note that Boromir had left for Emma. I smiled.

"I always knew he loved her. I think when she wakes up, you'd better give her the ring and the note. But I'd better put Ria down for a sleep."

I went upstairs to our room and put the little one in her crib. She fell asleep almost instantly. Poor thing. Julia knocked softly on my door.

"Jamie? Are you there?"

"Shh. Ria is sleeping."

"Sorry." She whispered. "Do you have anything to do?"

"No not really. But I'd better stay here. Ria might wake up at anytime."

"I was just going to say, do you want to come out to the garden for a while."

"You know, I think I do need to get out more often."

So we went outside and walked around the gardens for a while.

"Well, I can't believe I am an aunt already. I haven't even found the perfect guy yet." Said Julia.

"Oh, don't start that with me. I saw those looks you were giving Benny."

Julia blushed. I raised an eyebrow. "So…it is true then. You like Benny."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do NOT!"

"Child."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Shut up."

"Okay." We began laughing. Sometimes, Julia and I were so much alike and at other times, we just were complete opposite.

I heard Ria crying then and had to race upstairs to get her. My life as a mother was hectic. But I loved it. I always thought, though, how Emma felt. I knew she was jealous. But I wondered if she'd think about adopting. But it wasn't my decision, it was hers.