Here's my latest creation. Ever since I did Moments, I'd wanted to do an M/G version of it. In this, Miranda and Gordo are looking back on their relationship and how it came to be and get to where it is. I tried to use as many of the M/G moments, or at least mention them somewhere, that were in the show. If anyone has a specific moment they'd like to see come up, let me know and I'll see what I can do. No guarantees though but I'll try. Also, if anyone notices any mistakes, please point them out to me so I can fix them. Thanks.

2/2/2006 – In some of the chapters, the separation between flashback and present some how got deleted. I've gone through and fixed the problem.

Disclaimer – Disney owns Lizzie McGuire.

A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 1 – First Encounter

Miranda was shifting through her attic, trying to organize the sea of boxes and other odds and ends that had been collected through the years. As she pulled another box to her, Miranda heard noises coming from about a foot away. Just as she looked over, a little girl with a mess of dark brown curls suddenly popped up from behind a group of boxes wearing a huge sunhat that was three sizes too big.

"Mommy! Look!" the little girl squealed with laughter as she fought to keep the hat from falling down over her eyes.

Miranda couldn't help but laugh at how cute her daughter looked. "Where did you find that?"

"In the box," she said and pointed to one of the boxes that surrounded her.

"Come here Sammy." Her four-year-old daughter Samantha walked over to her. Miranda adjusted the hat so it'd stop from falling over her eyes. "There you go," Miranda told her with a smile.

"Thanks Mommy," Samantha said and then walked back to the boxes she was searching through.

Miranda smiled as she watched her for a few minutes before going back to organize the box in front of her. A little while later, while she had organized one corner of the attic, Samantha had made a mess of the other.

"Sammy, I want you to help me clean up this mess," Miranda said as she walked over. As Miranda knelt down and grabbed one of the containers, Samantha started handing her stuff that she taken out to look at.

"What's this?" Samantha asked as she picked up a photo album. Taking the album, Miranda opened it to the first page. Samantha stood at her mom's side and looked at the pictures. The first picture was of two young children, a boy and a girl. "Who that?"

"Who is that?" Miranda corrected her and when Samantha rolled her eyes, Miranda snickered. "That's me and Daddy," she answered Samantha's question. "We must've been four or five when this picture was taken." Samantha looked at her in disbelief and then back at the picture. "We were about your age when we first met," Miranda told her

"How you meet Daddy?" Samantha demanded more than asked. Miranda grinned at her and sitting down on the floor, Samantha sat down next to her and Miranda put the album down in front of them.

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Gordo sat alone on one of the swings, gently rocking back and forth. Normally, he'd be here playing with Lizzie but she was sick and stuck in bed for the past few days. Wanting him to get outside and get some fresh air, Mrs. Gordon brought him to park when she got home from work.

Mrs. Gordon sighed as she watched her son from a nearby bench. This was a large fear of her's that her son was getting too dependent on Lizzie and when she wasn't around, he became shy and quiet. Lizzie was usually the more outgoing one and often spoke for both of them.

As Gordo was rocking, a soccer ball rolled up to his feet. Looking up in surprise, he saw a young brunette girl jog up to him. "Can I have my ball?" she asked a little tentatively.

Kicking it back to her, the two stared at each other for a moment. The brunette turned to run off but then paused and cautiously looked at him over her shoulder, "You wanna play?" she asked as she rolled the ball underneath one of her feet and then kicked it back at him.

Gordo shrugged, "Ok," he said as he trapped the ball.

The girl arched her eyebrow at him and smirked, almost as if to challenge him and prove himself. After kicking the ball back to her, the girl took off with it and Gordo jumped from the swing and quickly chased after her.

They played keep away from each other for almost an hour. As the girl kicked the ball and it bounced off a tree trunk. Gordo and the girl ran after the ball with their heads down and in opposing directions. As they reached the ball at the same time, they collided hard and their heads smacked together.

Temporarily stunned, they both fell backwards onto their butts and looked at each other for a moment. Then slowly, the girl started snickering and Gordo couldn't help but start snickering too. As they rubbed their foreheads, they started laughing at themselves.

After a few minutes, the laughing died down and they sat across from each other rolling the ball back and forth between them. "What's your name?" Gordo asked, realizing he didn't know what it was.

"Miranda," the girl said as she blew her bangs out of her face. "What's yours?"

"David Gordon."

Miranda scrunched her face up a little, "I'm gonna call you Gordo."

"Why?"

She shrugged with a smug grin, "Cause I like it." Gordo looked at her like she was crazy and Miranda started laughing. Gordo rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Miranda!" a voice called from a few yards away.

The brunette looked up and seeing the source of the voice, smiled, "Hi Daddy!" she said as she waved to him.

"There you are," Mr. Sanchez said as he walked over. "And I see you've made a friend."

"That's Gordo," she said pointing at him.

"Gordo?"

"David." Gordo said.

"David!" Mrs. Gordon called.

"That's my mommy," Gordo said as he started to get up.

Mr. Sanchez smiled as Miranda got up too and after picking up her soccer ball, walked with Gordo towards where Mrs. Gordon was calling. When the two were a few yards ahead, he started to follow them across the park.

A few seconds later, Mrs. Gordon saw him walking towards her. She grinned as she saw the brunette walking next to him. "Who's your friend David?"

"He's Gordo," Miranda said before Gordo could say anything.

Gordo, again, looked over at her like she was crazy. "She's Miranda," he said looking back at his mom and pointing at her.

"Miranda Sanchez," Mr. Sanchez said walking up behind them, "I'm her father, Edward."

"Roberta Gordon," Mrs. Gordon said as she stood up and shook hands with him, "You just moved into the house on the corner of Elm and Clark right?"

"Yea. We just moved in yesterday."

"We live a few house down on Clark and the McGuires, trust me you'll meet them soon, live across the street on Elm."

"We were worried Miranda would have a hard time finding friends. She can be a handful at times." Just as Mr. Sanchez said that, they saw Miranda push Gordo a little and Gordo quickly push her back. "I see Miranda's finally found someone who'll stand up to her," he said with a small smile.

"Daddy," Miranda said, "Can Gordo come over?"

Mr. Sanchez looked at her daughter and then gave Mrs. Gordon a questioning glance. Mrs. Gordon nodded. "Sure and if its alright with his mom, he can stay for dinner."

Two pairs of eyes looked up at Mrs. Gordon. She couldn't help but smile at the two little kids, "Yea. You can have dinner. I'll come pick you up afterwards."

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"And your father hasn't left me alone since," Miranda teased as she closed the photo album and Samantha giggled.

"I think it was the other way around," a male voice said sarcastically from the attic doorway.

Miranda looked up and grinned at her husband. "Please. From the second you first met me, you've been captivated by my beauty."

Gordo snorted, "Then why did you keep trying to beat me up?" Samantha giggled again and Gordo looked over at her, "When we were young, your mother was constantly torturing me."

"Had to keep you in line somehow," Miranda deadpanned. "Come on, let's pick up the rest of this stuff and I'll tell you another story."

Gordo started to help them pick up the mess, "And then I'll tell you the truth," he said to Samantha.

Miranda glared at him and smirked, "How about we tell her about your bowling adventures."

Gordo glared back, "Or how about how you almost became Mrs. Matt McGuire," he shot back with wry grin. As they continued picking up, Samantha watched and listened to her parents, good naturally, banter back and forth. It was something she had learned early on about her parents; they bickered a lot but when it came down to it, even at such a young age, she knew they were absolutely and completely in love with each other.

Finishing, Miranda grabbed the album and Samantha hoped up onto Gordo's back and they went downstairs for another story.