Hiya all!! Here guys! Enjoy!! take5 where are ya?

Malia was looking around for her luggage when she finally spotted it she ran over to get it. After this she made her way to the lobby where she had strictly been told by her mother to find her uncle and aunt. She was excited, but upset, she could only imagine the way her mom had described her to them, and she had probably made everything she'd done sound like murder, so she was hoping beyond anything that they would treat her as they did before. In her own home lately, she felt like she was being compared to what everyone else used to see her as, she'd repeating hear mom say, "I just don't know her anymore." All Malia wanted to say is that this was her! She wanted to scream sometimes. Maybe she'd act different with her uncle and aunt, maybe she'd try her hardest to make them still like her.

Meanwhile, Bill and Karen were waiting for their niece. Karen was excited, but nervous as was Bill. They couldn't help but worry that another person would get off that plane, someone they didn't know, at least that's how Julie had described her daughter these days. After a long wait Bill poked Karen who was still looking around.

"What, do you see her?" she asked him.

"Yeah, over there," he pointed, and sure enough there was Malia who had now spotted them and was walking over.

Karen started whispering, so Malia wouldn't notice, "it looks like our Malia, what's changed?"

Finally she reached then and returned the smile her Uncle Bill immedently gave her, he always smiled, and once she had met a few of his work people and they had said they rarely saw him smile, but she knew different. And then next to him was her Aunt Karen who also smiled, God they are so alike Malia thought. She then returned this smile as well.

"Hi guys," she said. Bill wrapped her in a hug once she had set her stuff on the floor, then she moved on to hug Karen.

"Well, let's go, I hate airports, thanks to you Karen," Bill shot at her as he picked up Malia's things.

"What'd I do?" she asked, being overly dramatic.

Malia laughed, she loved this about them, they were much funnier than people thought.

They we all walking toward the airport doors, and Bill and Karen looked back at Malia who was grinning.

"Oh and what is so funny missy?" Karen said. Malia just kept grinning, her aunt was always so defensive when she felt she was being attacked.

"You," she said.

"Thank you, according to your uncle people say I'm not funny," she said glaring at Bill, who pretended to ignore it as her clicked the button to unlock their SUV.

"You, not funny, no!" she exclaimed a bit sarcastically.

Now Karen shot her the same glare, "now you're just mocking."

"Sorry," Malia said, giving her pitiful face.

"Oh stop it, get in," Karen ushered her in the car, laughing.

"So how's life treating my favorite relatives here in Vermont?" Malia asked them.

"Other than the teasing and hate filled looks everything's great," Bill told her.

"Who's teasing ya Uncle Bill?" she asked curiously.

"Who do you think? She's intimidating you know, down right terrifying sometimes," he said.

"Shut up!" Karen said smacking him gently on the shoulder.

"I missed you guys," Malia said from the backseat.

Bill and Karen smiled to themselves. Things were calm as they drove home Malia asked them a bunch of questions about what they'd been up to while Bill and Karen answered them willingly.

Bill pulled into the driveway and turned the car off.

"Well, here she be!" Karen explained.

"Wow, this house is a little bigger than the old one," Malia replied.

Karen grinned, "I know!"

Bill got out of the car shaking his head with a smile, he couldn't help but laugh, this was the Karen he knew. She acted even high schoolish at times, which if you asked anyone besides him, they would use this to describe what Karen was not. But the truth was, this was her in her truest sense, and who Bill had fallen in love with. "Come on girls!" he hollered at them to get out of the car.

"Jeez, we're coming sir," Karen and Malia both joked.

"Reporting for duty Captain!" Malia shouted going into a salute before her uncle.

Again he shook his head, he just wasn't seeing what Julie had described, "you guys go inside I got the stuff."

"You better be careful old timer, remember always lift from the knees," Karen mocked and quickly went inside with Malia.

"Yeah you better run," he said more to himself than out loud.

Inside Karen showed Malia all around, then to her very own bedroom, Bill came and dropped her stuff off. Then they all headed downstairs.

"Are you hungry?" Karen asked her.

"Why did you learn how to cook?" she asked.

Bill raised his hand giving Malia a high five.

"Hey! I'm not that bad! Besides, I was going to say if you are, I'm sure there's some jelly, Peanut Butter and bread somewhere around here."

"Smooth," Bill said now offering the high five to his wife, however she pushed his hand back toward him.

"Anyways, are you hungry?" Karen repeated her original question.

"No, I'm fine, there's just something about plane peanuts that seem to fill a person up," Malia announced.

"Oh I know," Karen said. Karen poured some water out of the filtered jug in the fridge a glass for all three of them.

"So didn't your mom want you to call her?" Bill asked Malia.

"I guess, but I don't really want to," she said.

"Why is that?" Bill requested.

"Because she'll ruin this, she ruins everything!" she exclaimed then downed her glass.

Bill and Karen exchanged a couple puzzled looks and a sigh.

See things will change! ahahah! hehe