"Um, yeah. I think our schedules have slowed down a lot more and I think we can handle a toddler. It's just going to take some time to figure out her social security and birth certificate. But, we can afford to have a little one." Summer smiled and 'awed' at the little girl as she laid her head on Sasha's shoulder.
"Okay, I will figure everything out here. I will be home soon baby." Summer and Sasha said their goodbyes and Sasha and Adrianna tried to find a nearby orphanage. The little girl had fallen asleep curled up in Sasha's arms halfway there. Once they had arrived, an elderly woman helped them find the information they needed. They had the girl's birth certificate, social security, and even passport. If they really wanted to, they could leave with her in less than seventy-two hours. The girl's name was Olga , it was pretty, but Sasha didn't think it suited her; so he called Summer .
"How is she?" Summer didn't answer with a hi, which meant she was either concerned or excited.
"She's great! We found out her name and everything we need to take her home. I could bring her home within three days." Sasha smiled over at Olga who was sucking her thumb and sitting against a wall as Adrianna taught her some English.
"What's her name?" Olga came and hugged Sasha knees and tugged at his pants.
"Her given name is Olga Ene. But the woman said that we could change it because she is so young, especially her last name." Sasha picked Olga up and she tugged at his clothing again. "Shh, I'm on the phone baby," Sasha whispered to her and put his index finger against his lips.
"That's cute, but I'm not sure it suits her. But since she's two, she may know her name." Sasha knew Summer may be right, but Adrianna had tried calling her Olga and she had run away.
"I think the old name may bring back bad memories of her parents. Adrianna tried calling her Olga and she ran away from her." Sasha heard Summer sigh; he could practically hear the wheels turning in her head.
"Why don't we think of a name for her? You can test them out on her as we speak." He could hear Summer typing on her computer, probably searching for names.
"What about Olivia?" Sasha said it loud enough for Olga to hear but she didn't respond to it. "She didn't respond."
"Ugh, that one was really pretty," Summer whined. "How about Olena? It means The light of the sun." Sasha said the name Summer suggested and she turned around and ran to Sasha.
"She responded and ran to me. I think that's it." He heard a soft sob come from Summer. "What's wrong!?" Olga noticed Sasha's change in tone and stuck out her bottom lip as she hugged Sasha's leg.
"Nothing, I'm just so happy and excited for you to bring our little girl home. She seems so sweet." Sasha smiled and ran his hand through Olga's now dry hair.
"I will be home soon, babe. I'm going to try and get all this paperwork done, change her name, and all of that. I love you."
"I love you too, baby. Be safe." Sasha hung up the phone and walked over to the orphanage's receptionist, asking for the paperwork he needed.