A/N: Beta work done by Refreshingly Original.

Chapter 2

"Can we go to the beach again, Mummy?" Sophie asked as she climbed up onto the dining table chair.

"Not today, sweetheart. It's all stormy outside," Donna replied with a grimace.

She knew how much her daughter hated being cooped up inside all day. Sophie shoved her breakfast plate away; and folded her arms over her chest, pouting. Someone's shadow cast over the table and Donna looked up. She smiled seeing Alana standing at the doorway. "Morning, sleepy head," she teased.

"How did you sleep?" Donna asked, watching Alana move further into the room.

"Pretty good. I had an interesting dream." She answered, taking the spare seat next to Sophie. "I'll tell you all about it later," she whispered across to Donna. "What's with all the gloomy faces?" Alana asked, glancing over at Sophie.

"It's raining outside," she grumbled.

"I figured that on the way over to breakfast," Alana joked, sticking out her tongue.

"Sophie hates the rain," Donna explained.

"Ah," she paused. "Well…we will just have to make our own fun," Alana suggested, winking at Sophie.

"Really?!" she squealed, jumping up and down in her seat.

"Yes," Alana confirmed with a nod.

Sophie's face lit up and she began to nibble at her breakfast.

"Would you like a coffee?" Donna asked, half rising in her chair.

"That would be lovely," Alana replied with a smile.

"Can we go play now?" Sophie begged as Donna sat back down.

"Let Alana eat first, honey, then we can go." Donna said, passing over the mug.

Alana smiled at Donna as she took the mug from her. As Alana was half way through her breakfast, she saw that Sophie was getting frustrated again.

"Finished," Alana announced as she scoffed the last mouthful.

"Yay!" Sophie cried, jumping off the chair and grabbed Alana's hand.

"I thought you said Sophie hates the rain?" Alana asked, watching the six year old jump in the puddles.

"Well," Donna paused as she moved to Alana side. "She doesn't hate the rain but more being stuck inside all day because of the rain." She explained.

"Ah," Alana muttered with a nod.

"Sophie!" Donna called as the rain started to fall heavier. "Sophie, come out of the rain!" Donna said as Sophie continued to splash around in the puddles. "Don't make me come out there and get you!" Donna growled. "I'll count to five and you better be over here," she ordered. "1…..2…..3…4…." Donna began and smiled slightly seeing Sophie trudge slowly over and stood in front of her mother. "Come on, let's get you dry." Donna said sweetly. She led them in the opposite direction of the Villa.

"If you wait here," Donna paused, pointing to the room to the left of the stairs. "We'll be back down in a few minutes," she continued.

"Sure," Alana replied with a nod and moved into the room.

"Mummy," Sophie called.

"Yes, dear," Donna answered.

"Is Alana going to live with us?" she asked.

"What?" Donna chuckled.

"I like her."

"I like her too," Donna whispered.

Alana smiled to herself hearing the conversation between mother and daughter as they climbed the stairs. She looked around the room; a tiny kitchen in one corner of the room with a couch and TV on the other side and a table in the middle. She moved over and sat on the edge of the couch.

"Mummy is just getting changed," Sophie announced as she entered the room.

"Ok," Alana replied, noticing Sophie had also changed from what she wore at breakfast.

"So what are we going to do?" Alana asked and turned her head, hearing Donna come down the stairs.

"I want to watch Hotel Transylvania!" Sophie cried.

"Won't you get scared, darling?" Donna asked, moving closer. "It is about monsters," she added.

"I will not!" Sophie protested, rushing over to the TV cabinet and searched for the DVD.

"Ok," Donna said, putting her hands up in protest.

"Popcorn?" Sophie asked, holding the DVD case.

"Yes, Miss Bossy," Donna teased, sticking out her tongue. "Do you mind?" she asked Alana, indicating to the TV as Donna moved to the small kitchen.

"Sure," Alana replied.

"Just turn on the DVD…." Donna began telling instructions.

"It's not rocket science!" Alana joked, giggling.

"Right," Donna muttered.

Alana shook her head as she placed the DVD into the tray and pushed it closed. She then moved back to the couch and sat on Sophie's right. A few minutes later, Donna returned with a rather large bowl of popcorn. Alana guessed Donna had made two bags to feed all three of them. Half way through the movie, Count Dracula pulled a scary face and Sophie hid her face behind Donna's back.

"Hey," Alana whispered, tapping Sophie on the shoulder. "I'm scared too," she added with a smile. Alana glanced across at Donna and saw her staring at her. Donna smiled faintly, seeing Alana rest her arm on the back of the couch. She reached across and entwined her fingers with Alana's.