A/N: Okay, I know it's taken FOREVER to finally get to this chapter, but here it is. This is the chapter where the house issue is finally settled! YAY! And then they can go back home. I miss Port Charles:) Until 28…

Changes – Chapter 27

Katrina had brought a suitcase full of toys to Romania, but nothing was more tempting to her at the moment than the white sheets hanging from the clothesline. She laughed and laughed as she darted in and out between the sheets, hiding from her mother and laughing when she was caught.

"I don't know where Katrina is!" Alison said rather loudly. Seconds later, she heard some giggling.

"Oh where could she be?" Alison asked aloud, then suddenly pulling the sheet off the line. "Oh there she is!"

Katrina laughed again. "I'm going to hide somewhere else! You won't find me!" Katrina scurried off to hide behind another sheet.

"Oh I don't know. I'm pretty good at this game." One by one, Alison started to take down all the sheets, folding them up as best she could, then placing them in the laundry basket.

Finally, there was one sheet left. She removed it slowly. "Ah-ha!"

Katrina stood on the other side, her hands on her hips as she gave her a mother an annoyed look. "Hey! Now where I'm supposed to hide?"

Alison laughed. "Sorry, baby. I have to take them down."

"No, Mommy, keep them up! I want to play with them!"

"Well we've got to have fresh sheets for our beds, sweetie!"

"Then buy more."

Alison laughed. Katrina's solutions were always so simple.

Just then, Rafe poked his head out the door. "Alison!"

"Yeah?"

Rafe held up his cell. "Lucy's on the phone. She wants to talk to you."

"Oh okay. I'll be right there." Alison made her way over to the house to take the call.

Katrina eyed the basket full of clean sheets and towels. She lifted one handle, attempting to pick it up. She soon realized it was too heavy for her, so she began to drag it.

"Need some help with that?" Rafe asked her.

Katrina looked up at her father. "Yeah. I think so!"

Rafe picked up the basket with no effort at all and carried it into the house. "Where does your mother want these?"

"Um, I think upstairs. She said something about making the beds!"

"Alright then. I'll just carry this upstairs."

Katrina followed her father as he headed to the bedroom and placed the basket on the bed.

"No, Daddy! Don't put them there! I got an idea!"

"What's your idea?"

"Hold on a second! Just hold on!" Katrina suddenly ran out of the room, leaving her father wondering what she was up to now.

A few moments later, Katrina came back into the room. She had brought with her a small cart with wheels on it, which she had found in one of the spare rooms. "Put them on here, Daddy!"

"Um, okay." Rafe placed the laundry basket on the cart and watched as Katrina then wheeled it out into the hallway. "What are you doing, Princess?"

"I'm playing Maid! I'm bringing fresh sheets and towels to everybody!"

Rafe laughed at that. "Well you have fun, Princess," he said, touching her head lightly as he left the room.

"Okay, Lucy, tell everyone I said hello. I'll talk to you later….Bye." Alison hung up the phone just as Rafe came back down the stairs. "Well Lucy seems to be doing good. But I got the distinct feeling that she wants us to hurry up and get home so she can throw me a surprise baby shower."

Rafe laughed. "Well I think we'll be going home soon. We don't have to decide today what to do with the house but as long as we can get it in some kind of order before we leave, that would be good."

"Oh, that reminds me. I was doing some cleaning. Let me get back to my laundry."

"Oh, no bother. Our daughter is taking care of it for us."

"What are you talking about?"

"Katrina's upstairs playing 'Maid'."

Alison laughed. "I better go check on her." She gave Rafe a quick kiss before heading up the stairs.

Alison walked into the bedroom, seeing Katrina struggling with a fitted sheet. Every time she put it around one corner of the bed, the other corner would pop off.

"Oh man!" she complained.

"Need some help, sweetie?"

"It doesn't fit, Mommy!"

"It will fit. You just have to work at it. You take that end."

Katrina did as her mother said, taking one end and putting it around the mattress. Her mother got the other end, and finally, the sheet was on.

"Hey, it does fit!"

Alison laughed as she reached into the basket for the second sheet.

"Hey, Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"Do we have a tray?"

"A tray? What do you need a tray for?"

"For the room service!" Katrina said, as if her mother didn't know. "I need a tray for all the food! There's a lot of rooms in this place! And I bet all those people are hungry!"

Alison laughed. "What people, sweetie?"

"I'll show you." Katrina took her mother's hand and led her out into the hallway. She pointed to the room across the hall. "That's Bernie's room."

Alison peered into the room, seeing Katrina's bear sitting on the bed with a grin on his face.

"And that room over there is Dolly's room. And this room here is Dora's!" Katrina looked at her wrist, pretending she was looking at a watch. "Oh my goodness! Look at the time! It's getting late! I better get these people some breakfast before they starve to death!"

Katrina suddenly ran back down the hallway, almost missing the stairs as she backed up and ran down them. Alison just laughed. How did she come up with these games?

It was then that the idea came to her. Alison laughed out loud. "Oh my god. That's it!"

"Rafe!" she called out, heading down the stairs. "Rafe!"

"What?" Rafe ran towards the staircase, fearing something was wrong. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing's the matter. Rafe, I got it!"

"Got what?"

Alison stepped down the steps, taking his hands in hers. "A solution to our problem! I know what we can do with the house!"

"What is it?"

"Okay, think about this. What's the one place that all tourists will go when they visit Transylvania?"

"Well, according to Mr. Montague, anything with Dracula's face on it."

"No. Well, people like him might. But no, tourists in general. Where do most of them go?"

"I don't understand."

"People need a place to stay. Right?"

"Where are you going with this, Alison?"

"I think we should turn this place into a bed and breakfast!" Alison squealed in excitement. "What do you think?"

Rafe laughed. "A bed and breakfast? That does have some possibilities."

"Yes! Think about it! There's more than enough room! And some of the bedrooms already have their own private bath! And there's a really huge kitchen! Plus there's tons of history with this place, which I think is kind of cool. And also, more importantly, we wouldn't have to give this place up. We could use the money we make here to pay off our house, just like we planned. So? What do you think? Good idea?"

Rafe was so happy, he had to laugh. "Angel, I think it's a great idea!" Rafe pulled Alison in and kissed her passionately.

"Somehow I just knew things would work out."

Rafe held Alison close to him, smiling at her. "You always come up with great ideas. What would I do without you?"

"Well, not all the credit should go to me. It was mostly Katrina's idea!"

Just then, Katrina came into the room, carrying a tray full of goodies.

"You wants some muffins?" she asked them.

"I would love some, Princess," Rafe said, taking a muffin from the tray.

"Well, I gotta go feed these hungry people!" With that, Katrina marched up the steps with her tray of breakfast items.

Rafe and Alison looked at each other and laughed.