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It had been a week. Allison was washing the dishes, Abbey was doing homework, and Remy…Remy was in bed…again. It's where she'd been since her symptom had come back with more vigor.

Allison was staring out the kitchen window above the sink. She had washed the plate in her hand about 3 times.

"Mom!" Abbey called over to her.

"Hmm?" She cocked her head, but her eyes were still on the sun behind a tree, and she was still in her own world for a bit longer before she could feel Abbey waiting for her attention.

"I think the plate's clean…" She stared down to her mother's hands.

Allison turned to her daughter before looking at her hands too. "I suppose it is." She kept staring at the plate as her thoughts consumed her once more. All of a sudden something came over her; she dropped the plate in the sink with a loud crash and went back to her and Remy's bedroom without even turning the water off.

"Mom?" Abbey watched all of this happen. With a heavy sigh she put her pencil down and went to the sink to finish the chore that had taken her mother about half an hour to do due to her distractions.

Allison barged into their bedroom, startling the dozing brunette. She had a fanatical look in her eyes.

"Ally?" She scrunched her brows and rubbed her eyes as she sat up.

"We still have time." She took long strides and sat at the foot of the bed.

"What?-What are you talking—?" Remy cocked her head to the side confused.

"We still have time…to do something—anything! Let's do something! What do you want to do?" Remy sat there staring at her.

"Come on! What have you always wanted to do? We can do it now while you're still…well, while you're still you…" She looked at the sheets and at the wall during the last part of her sentence.

Remy stared at her lover's quivering lip as she bit it. This caused that lump in her throat to make itself at home again and she flared her nostrils as she breathed deeply, willing the potato-sized lump to go back wherever it came from. She looked down at Allison's still soapy hands and leaned forward to the point of propping herself on all fours and crawling to the end of their king sized bed and wrapping her arms and legs around her lover's waist. She tried to speak a couple times, but nothing came out. And finally, as she looked into Allison's eyes—Oh, her eyes. They get me every time. They had me before we even spoke to each other.—she saw the strength she had been needing. "I've always wanted to surf…" She said with a slight grin…that was the most her mouth had been tilted upwards since the week before.

Allison looked at her with a puzzled 'oh' on her lips and knit brows. "S—so…"

"Hawaii?" She hugged her tighter and snuggled to her a little more as she found a small smile forming on her love's lips, "We could get some sun on a beach, go to a luao, learn to surf, scuba dive, and most importantly get 'leid'."

Allison's knitted brows shot up with surprise. "Babe…you uh…I don't know why I'm surprised. You're always so forward." She moved so that their foreheads were touching.

"I meant the really good smelling flower necklaces that are put around our necks…but we can definitely get laid in that way too."

She sat there staring into those exotic looking eyes and wondered what came over her so suddenly to have changed this much in five minutes. She kissed her softly, "We're going to Hawaii?"

"We're going to Hawaii." Remy nodded.

They kissed once more, "When?" She pulled away, "What about Abbey? What about our jobs? What about Abb-I already said that…"

"How about we leave Abbey here to take care of the house; that way we can go during a non major holiday. We can take some time away from our jobs Ally…that's what vacation time is for…"

"Yes, but what if we decided to stay longer, or we want to go somewhere else…I mean, I wanted to see the world with you Remy."

"Okay, we'll see the world. Well…the major cities. We'll take a leave of absence for, oh.." she looked at the ceiling for to estimate, "three and a half, four months."

Cameron gave a look of discern "What about..?"

"Abbey will be fine—we'll call her every day that we remember and send her postcards. She's in college for Christ's sake. She'll like having a house this nice to herself for four months. And before you start asking about it, we'll be back before the trial…if we get started now…"

Two hours later…they were really good planners, they sat Abbey down to tell her of their plans before the trial.

"What?" Abbey looked at her moms and fell into the couch's back. "So…you're going to go to all of the major cities and tourist spots in the world in a matter of four months? What about me?" She gave her puppy dog face that they both usually fell for every time.

"You..are going to stay here, go to school, work if you want…but most importantly have the house to yourself." Allison said, "Are you ready for that responsibility?"

"Mom." She scrunched her face at Allison, "I've been ready for this responsibility since I was like 12."

"Good." Remy got up and got her glass of water that was across the room, "Oh, by the way, we got you a ticket to come join us during your Christmas break. During that time we'll be hitting London, Paris, Rome, and Madrid." She took a drink.

Abbey didn't move for about 30 seconds, "Fuck you! What?"

"Fuck you?" Allison raised her brows.

"Fuck you, Abbey? Did you watch She's Out of My League again?" Remy sat back down as she asked.

Abbey lunged at her moms, "Maybe. But I'm going to London, Paris, Rome and Madrid!" She hugged them both tightly. "So when exactly are you leaving?" Abbey asked.

"Five days." Allison answered.

"We're going to Cuddy tomorrow to tell her…permission be damned." Remy finished.

AN: Okay, I'm not going to take you all through their trip because I haven't been to these places…I have barely left my state. There will be another time jump, and we'll find out if the drug trial works…

Like always, tell me what you think.