I'm sorry, but I like Alex more than Mia. I apologize in advance if this chapter is too long or boring.

Chapter 21

Mia smiles coyly at her former boyfriend. Looking into those beautiful green eyes of him brings back all the memories of what they used to be before she ruined everything. He looks a little different; possibly more serious than before. All the same, he's still her Chase. Alex can't think she's going to give up on Chase without a fair fight.

"Chase, long time since we last talked" she stated taking a drink from the bar and smirking.

Chase said, "I hear your tour's going well." He tries to maintain a safe enough distance away from his ex.

"Yeah, well this is just a weekend break. Then I'll be on the road again" Mia loves being on the road, but lately she's been thinking about settling down. "You can sit next to me you know. I'm not gonna attack you" the young woman joked softly.

Chase nods and takes a seat beside her. The tension and awkwardness is thick in the air, in fact he wishes he never came down from the apartment. "There's no bartender around. I could make you a drink if you want" Mia offered looking around with a secretive smirk.

"I own Tric" Chase said quite uncomfortably.

Mia answered shrugging, "I heard, but I figured nobody ever makes you a drink, you wanna take me up on my offer?"

"Uh, sure" Chase murmured looking off into the distance. "I was supposed to have a date with Alex tonight, but she cancelled."

"Well I'm here" Mia joked handing him a blue beverage, Chase takes a sip and cringes. He doesn't want to hurt Mia's feelings, so he takes another sip and another one. "Drinking a little fast, aren't you?" she asked with concern.

Chase reaches over and grabs the bottle of Jack Daniels. He takes a swig and offers some to Mia. The young woman shakes her head; this isn't the Chase she remembers from two years ago. Although, three years does change people; she can honestly say she hasn't changed. She still wants Chase and this time, she plans on getting him.

Riley purses her lips together. This isn't fair, she should be allowed to buy whatever she wants with her money. More or less, it's Brooke and Julian's money because they are the ones who gave it to her. Still they gave it to her, so it's technically her money now.

Lily already bought several things from Aeropostal and Hollister; her clothing attire has started to become girly. Riley doesn't know her style yet, but she's leaning towards a cute, punk look.

"Why haven't you got anything?" Lily asked uneasily. "Brooke gave you money, right?" she knows the answer to that question. Brooke would give anyone money if it was for an important cause like shopping.

"Yeah, I just wanna buy something first" Riley's eyes narrow with determination as she stalks into Victoria's Secret.

Lily sighs and reluctantly follows her friend. "Brooke said you couldn't get a bra" the child reminded her friend who shakes her head.

"It's my money" Lily raises an eyebrow. "Okay, but they gave it to me; so it's mine now…I'll hide it real good" Riley promised looking for the biggest bra possible.

"Why can't you just listen to Brooke? Just this once" Lily asked pleadingly, resisting the growing urge to smile.

Riley glances over at her friend. "Wanna help me pick one out?" she asked excitedly causing Lily to give up.

Lily has officially decided trying to argue with Riley is pointless and takes a bra with purple tiger print. It's humungous; Lily's mostly picking it out as a bit of a joke.

"What do you think about this one?" Lily asked; smiling this time it reaches her green eyes.

Riley laughs, seeing her friend's humor. "It's perfect" the fourth grader giggled; happy Lily's starting to smile again.

Brooke rummages through several articles of clothing in search of finding Riley or maybe Lily something. "Do you know what Riley wanted to get at the mall?" Brooke asked remembering the conversation she and her daughter had.

Haley and Millie exchange smiles, Brooke must love her daughter if she always brings her up. "No, but you're probably going to tell us anyway" Haley joked, glancing across the street at the diner.

"She asked me if she could buy a bra, apparently she needs one" Brooke laughed shaking her head, Haley giggles wondering if Lydia's going to be anything like Riley.

Millie squints, "Do you think…maybe she might need one?" the dark haired woman asked curiously.

"She's nine years old" Brooke's eyes nearly fall out of their sockets, there's no way in hell Riley needs a bra.

"Kids these days…develop quicker than we used to" Brooke raises an eyebrow at that. "I know how that sounds, but maybe Riley actually needs one" Millie reasoned causing Haley to chuckle.

"No, she wants one" Brooke answered sounding determined.

Haley purses her lips together; it's not like Brooke can check if Riley actually needs a bra. "Millie has a point, you really wouldn't know if Riley needed one or not" Haley stated hoping Lydia is a late bloomer.

"Thanks Hales" Brooke rolls her eyes; she thought she had at least one of them on her side.

Haley holds up her hands in defense. "Millie's right, girls are starting to get their periods earlier now too" she read a clip in an article about how children as young as third graders getting their period.

"Woah, we aren't talking about periods" Brooke holds up her hand, wanting to end the conversation she started. "We're talking about Riley and her wanting a bra."

"Brooke" Haley objected knowingly.

"Guys, trust me, Riley doesn't need a bra and I think she'd tell me if she had her period" Brooke said firmly, they only just got Riley and now it feels as though their little girl is growing up too fast.

Haley cringed at the thought of Lydia someday pleading with her to get a bra or worse pads. The young mother knows those are supposed to be happy days, but Haley doesn't want her daughter to grow up too fast like Jamie did.

Millie announced, "I can't wait to start having kids." She'd love the idea of having a little girl or maybe a boy. Either way, it'd be great to have kids with Marvin sooner rather than later.

"Are you and Mouth going to get married first?" Brooke shoots Haley a warning look. "Don't look at me like that Brooke Baker. It's Tree Hill, nobody ever does anything in order" Haley replied a smile tugging on her lips.

Brooke shrugged; she can't help, but agree. She had a teenage foster child before she was twenty three. Whereas Haley was married sophomore year, divorced the following year, remarried senior year, and had Jamie on graduation.

Sawyer got home from Logan's around six and Brooke dropped Lily off about an hour later. Peyton and Lucas are trying to talk in their room using hushed tones. Lily can hear their tones starting to rise with one another and sighs. Sawyer has tears forming in her eyes.

Austin sits down beside his little sister. "Everything's gonna be okay, Soy" he promised ruffling her hair like Lucas does when she's scared.

Sawyer nods, but doesn't look quite convinced. Austin's been saying that for weeks now and things still aren't okay. Things are actually worse than okay, everything's really messed up.

"I want Daddy back" Sawyer sobbed wrapping her arms around her big brother who awkwardly pats her back. "He used to tuck me in and read me stories."

Lily takes a deep breath before sitting beside Sawyer. "Soy, don't be scared. Austin's right, everything's going to be fine" the wise fourth grader pleaded tucking a blonde curl behind her niece's ear.

Sawyer sniffled. "How do you know?"

"Cause I'm nine and a half. I know a lot of stuff" Lily answered and for some reason that seems to appease Sawyer.

The child looks at Austin, expectantly. "Read, Aust" she commanded softly snuggling close to Lily. Austin opens the fairy tale book and begins reading Cinderella.

Natalie paces back and forth. This is strange. No, not strange; messed up, right, yes it's messed up. Mary has Riley's room set up. It doesn't look like anything Riley would like. Its bright pink with frills and dolls neatly placed around the bedroom. Riley has never like dolls, she finds them strange.

"Nat, you have to delay Riley's adoption" Mary barked shortly, her assistant's obviously not doing a good job.

"I can't, if I keep delaying the papers. Then people might think I don't want her to get adopted" the Baker's lawyers have started asking questions as to why, Riley isn't adopted yet.

Mary's eyes narrow, curiously. "Do you?" she demanded uneasily, raising an eyebrow at her friend.

"What?" Natalie asked trying to avoid answering the question.

"Do you want Riley to get adopted?" Mary repeated, as though speaking with a small child.

Natalie goes as white as snow. "You're her mother" the social worker answered hoping this will get Mary off her back.

"You see, that's not what I'm asking you" Mary's tone becomes full of anger. She turns with gun in hand. "Do you want her to get adopted? It's a simple question" Mary stated patting the gun against her palm.

"Yes, I do. Brooke and Julian are good people" Natalie snapped causing Mary to blink, stunned. "Anyway, you signed away your rights to Riley. You can't ever get her back" for once in her life, Natalie defends herself.

"I'm going to get my daughter back, you can either help or die; it's a simple choice, really" Natalie's eyes narrow and she reluctantly sits back down. "Good choice, Nat" Mary advised turning away from her friend who quickly ends the recording.

Chase blinks, stunned as his phone vibrates. He takes it out hoping its Alex only to read a message from Chuck saying he's staying at Andre's. Mia slides closer to him and smiles, she understands this is wrong, but she doesn't want to let go of Chase.

"I think I'm in love with Alex" a drunken Chase stated grinning confidently at Mia who sighs.

Mia takes another shot trying to ease her guilt. "Chase, Alex isn't here. I am" she slurred smirking at the drunken man before her.

Chase rubs his chin, thinking. "Well, I like you too, just not in…huh, you look pretty…like really pretty" Chase slurred remembering when he and Mia were together. Now that he thinks about it, lots of girls leave him to go on rock tours.

"Thanks" Mia smiles warmly, why'd she ever leave him? If she had, they'd probably be married by now.

"You're still as beautiful as I remember and modest. Well, not that modest, but modest enough that it was sexy" Chase smirked dizzily.

Not thinking, Mia leans in and kisses Chase on the lips. For a second, Chase doesn't react; he then accepts the kiss, thoughts of Alex becoming blurry. He runs his fingers through her dark hair and kisses her more passionately.

Mia pulls away, glad he kissed her. "You know maybe we should take this upstairs" she offered as Chase nods enthusiastically.

Logan uses his fork to pat the side of his mashed potato volcano. Clay gives his son a reprimanding look. "Dude, what are you doing?" the father demanded sternly.

The six year old puts his fork down and shrugs. He thought his parents were cool with him expressing himself. Quinn can tell her husband is joking around, but Clay can't. "If you're gonna play with your food, at least do it right. Here's your lava, little man" Clay hands his son the gravy.

Times like these, Logan loves having a dad like Clay. Quinn smiles patiently at her son and watches as he pours an excessive amount of gravy onto his potatoes.

Clay clears his throat. "Wolverine, there's something we need to talk to your about" he said waiting until his son meets his eyes.

Logan swallows nervously wondering if his parents know about Nate's plans to get girls' digits. "Sweetie, we found out that you'll be having a little sister. I hope that's okay with you" Quinn explained as Logan's eyes brighten.

"Baby, it's not like we can change it" Clay whispered as Quinn nudges him sharply, she wants to know how Logan feels about the idea of having a sister. They've talked about it, but only briefly.

Quinn reaches over and ruffles her son's hair. "Honey, how do you feel about all this?" she asked looking mildly interested.

Logan squints at his mother. "I'm glad it's a sister. Then I won't hafta share my toys or anything" the little boy explained, his friends' at school with little brothers' say they mess up their stuff.

Clay pointed out, "You'll have to share regardless." He was an only child, but he knows sibling rivalry's are common everywhere.

"Girls only like dolls" Logan's parents give him a look. "Okay, I'll share, but not a lot cause they were my toys, first" he compromised as Quinn nods agreeably.

The mother knows all children despise sharing; Viviane didn't mind sharing, but she was one of the older James children. Hopefully, Logan will learn to share with his baby sister and be an awesome brother.

"Can I name her?" Logan asked excitedly, his eyes dancing with delight.

"Uh, Bud" Quinn looks at Clay who smiles at his son, pleased he's interested in the prospect of having a baby sister.

Clay tilts his head to the side in confused wonderment. "What names do you like, Wolverine?" he asked his green eyes twinkling with delight.

Logan decided, "Gambit."

"Dude, that's my name" Clay tries not to laugh; he doesn't want to name his daughter Gambit. Poor girl would get teased relentlessly.

Logan squints and tries to decide on the perfect name. "Oh yeah, can we name her Shadowcat?" the little boy asked hopefully, this is his last choice or they'll have to go with Evil Queen.

Quinn shoots her husband a look. "Shadowcat?" Clay asked snorting at the thought.

"Yeah, she's the only girl superhero I like" Logan answered his adorable little face full of hope.

Clay doesn't want to name his daughter, Shadowcat; even though he's sure celebrities have named their children worse names. Their baby girl would get tortured on the playground. Clay knows his son is only trying to help, but it wouldn't hurt for them to tweak things.

"Log, what if we call her Katherine?" Logan stares at his father pursing his lips together, unsurely. "That's Shadowcat's name outside of the X-Men team" Clay informed the youngest who nods.

Logan stated his eyes bright with excitement, "Me and Katherine are gonna be like a team."

"Hey, don't forget we're part of the team too. You, me, Mom, and this baby are a team, now" Clay gently ruffles his hair as Logan nods.

Quinn doesn't mind naming her daughter, Katherine. She's proud of her two men for thinking up such a beautiful name. "We could call her, Katie" the mother gushed at the thought.

"Why not, Kitty?" Clay pouted playfully; he wouldn't mind calling his baby girl, Katie. In fact, he loves the idea of being a Dad to two beautiful children.

"If you two get to name her, then I get to pick her nickname" she winks at her son who giggles at her silliness. "Log, you need more lava; come on" Quinn encouraged as Logan pours the rest of the gravy into his volcano.

Brooke cringes, wondering if it'd kill Riley to do as she's told just this once, couldn't she behave? It couldn't hurt for her to listen. Hell, it'd be easier on everyone if she did. Only, Brooke smiles, that isn't Riley's personality; she's an adorable, cheeky, little rebel. As much as both foster parents don't like it, they wouldn't have her any other way.

The mother stalks downstairs; past the children watching television and into the kitchen, where Julian's slaving over pasta. "What's with the face, Brooke Penelope Davis-Baker?" Julian asked giving his wife a teasing smile.

Brooke threatened sharply, "I'm this close to giving her hell, this close."

Julian cocks an eyebrow and grins crookedly. "And by her, you mean Riley, right?" he knows exactly who Brooke means, but he loves teasing her. It's too easy.

"Who else is there?" Brooke glares at her husband, he can be so stupid and most of the time, he does it just to annoy her. It works, but he has to quit it.

"What'd she do, now?" the father asked with interest flickering in his green eyes.

"She bought this, when I told her not to" Brooke produces the enormous leopard print bra causing Julian to erupt in laughs.

His wife shoots him a look. "Oh come on, babe. You know this is hilarious, you just don't wanna admit it" he looks at the bra and shakes his head.

"This is not…" Brooke can't help, but chuckle at the huge bra; she feels herself give into the humor of the situation. "Okay, it's a little funny, but I told her she couldn't get one" the mother groaned.

Julian walks over to his wife and kisses her "Babe, admit it, you would've done the same thing." That earns him a very warning look and Julian instantly backs off in fear of sleeping on the couch.

"Probably, but unlike me she has two parents who actually follow through with punishments."

"We do?" Julian asked smirking slightly; he doesn't remember ever receiving that memo.

Brooke glares at him, warningly. "We have to do something. Every time, she gets in trouble, we don't do anything. This time, we have to do something" she murmured wincing at the thought.

Julian cringes; he knows that's what they do, but he and Brooke always have better reasons not to punish her. Like when she got in a fight with Madison, they let it slide cause Rye was getting bullied or when the kids took a train to Charlotte, they didn't want to add to the burden of losing two loved ones.

"How about we talk about her after we put the boys to bed? I don't want them to see us fighting with her" the husband compromised softly; he gets this new adjustment hasn't been easy for anyone.

"Fine, but I…I just wish she'd behave. It's like…we're trying and it doesn't feel like she's trying at all" Brooke answered feeling her voice break painfully. "It's like she doesn't care."

Riley feels guilt crush against her body and pulls her ear away from the door leading into the kitchen. The nine year old sits down on the couch feeling tears prick the walls of her eyes. She has to start behaving or else Brooke and Julian won't know how to handle a kid her age and send her back.

Mia presses herself against Chase's and rips off his shirt. He has a drunken smile glued onto his face as his former girlfriend takes control. Chase wonders if this is a dream because everything looks and feels fuzzy. Like Mia, for instance, she looks muddled and cropped.

He wraps his arms around her and kisses her on the lips. For a second, everything feels like it did before; his feelings are the same, he's the same man. Then when he blinks and stares down at the naked figure beneath him, he feels sick. Alex is the love of his life and here he is betraying her. He can't do this; it feels like he's going to be sick.

His thoughts drift to the girl he loves now. Alex, the girl, who helped mend his broken heart. "M-Mia, we c-can't do this. This isn't fair to you or Alex" he shakes his head and quickly gets up.

Chase feels tears press against his eyes. Alex is the love of his life and he just ruined everything. What was there to ruin? It's not like they were really together. No, he can't justify this. He can't make it seem like what he did was okay.

"Chase, you know we're meant to be together" Mia said giving him a smirk fully expecting her former boyfriend to agree.

"No…not anymore" Chase tears his gaze away from the bare woman standing in front of him. "I l-love Al-lex" he said feeling sick to his stomach. He just betrayed the love of his life with his former girlfriend.

Mia chuckles and rubs his arm. "Chase, you know you still love me. If you didn't, you wouldn't have slept with me."

Chase ordered, handing Mia her top. "You have to go."

"Chase" she objected.

"Now, Mia. I mean it" Chase shakes his head, he can't believe he just betrayed Alex like that.

"Fine, but you and I, are meant to be together" Mia sounds like she's trying to convince herself more than Chase. "I know it and you know it. Here's my number and where I'm staying, I think I'm going to stay here awhile" she stated nodding precisely at her words.

"Mia, just…leave. Tree Hill is your past, this is my home. This is my life you're playing with."

"Let the games begin, just to let you know; I'm not leaving town until you give me an answer to my question" Mia replied reaching for her leather jacket.

"What's the question?" Chase demanded.

Mia shakes her head and leaves his apartment. Chase watches her go feeling like a complete idiot. What's the question? He wondered groaning as he falls back into bed and sleeps off his drunken stupor.

Riley isn't eating much of her dinner. What Brooke and Julian said, really got to her. It's not like, she hasn't been trying. She has, but it's not easy to be a foster kid; people expect you to behave a certain way, obedient. Riley's extremely grateful to Julian and Brooke, but she can't be the way everyone thinks she should be.

Julian glances down at his daughter with concern. "Rye, eat more of your dinner, please" the child nods and manages to eat a few more bites of the lamb chops.

Brooke studies the child; she wants to be angry with her for disobeying, but right now she's worried. Riley hardly ever complies with anything they say without an objection. Brooke shakes her head deciding to rule this as guilt for not listening.

"Riley, stay at the table. Julian and I are going to put the boys down; then we're going to have a little talk" Brooke ordered sternly lifting Jude into her arms.

Riley subconsciously groans at the thought of having a little talk with Brooke and Julian. She wonders if they plan on telling her the adoption didn't go through. The fourth grader watches her foster parents lift the sleepy babies into their arms. Jude waves goodbye to Riley who waves back, wondering if this is the last time she'll ever see her brother.

Dinner as usual in the Scott house was quiet and uncomfortable. Most of it involved Lucas chiding them from how they were sitting to chewing their food. Lily's gotten quite used to her sister-in-law pretending to be looking over a new artist. After the lecture ceased; Lucas went back into the garage, Peyton went to her office, and Austin went upstairs to red.

Lily would go upstairs too, but Sawyer's there. The fourth grader doesn't like sharing a room with her niece. Lucas and Peyton thought her sharing a bedroom would be good, but it's not. Sawyer's a total snoop and can't keep her paws off anything.

Finally, Lily goes upstairs and sticks her hand under her pillow in search of her diary. "Give it back" Lily stomps over to Sawyer's bed and glares at her niece, this arrangement sucks eggs.

Sawyer looks up, her face the picture of innocence. "Give what back, Lily? I didn't take anything" the six year old is smirking. This is the most fun, she's had all day.

"You know what, you stole my diary" Lily holds out her hand, giving her niece a hard glare.

"Did not" the blonde objected feeling pleased with herself, Lily should hide her stuff better. Whenever she looks through Austin's belongings, she can't find anything good.

"You're such a liar! You did."

Sawyer lied smirking slightly, "Nu-uh."

"Just give it back, you stupid slut" Lily heard a woman on T.V. say that once and it seemed to stir a reaction from the

Sawyer's eyes narrow; she doesn't know what slut means, but it can't be anything good. So what if she took the diary? It's not like that matters much anyway. They share a room, shouldn't they share their belongings too?

"I'm gonna tell Momma on you" the little blonde countered knowing Peyton will believe her cause she's her actual daughter.

"Then I'll just tell her you took my diary" Lily can see Sawyer's hesitation, Peyton always scolds Sawyer on privacy.

"Then I'll tell people you like Andre" Sawyer countered as she turns and starts playing with her Barbies.

Lily's cheeks go red with embarrassment. She used to like Sawyer, but that was when she barely saw her. When they lived together on the boat, Lucas and Peyton always kept her niece occupied. Now it's as though Sawyer enjoys annoying her and Austin.

"I hate it here" Lily announced exiting her bedroom and storming out of the house, slamming the door behind her.

Peyton glances up from her office, startled at the sound of the door slamming. Lucas is out by the garage working on the car and most likely doesn't want to be disturbed.

"Lily" Peyton opens the door and called; the child walks faster down the street, ignoring her sister. "Lily Roe, I'm talking to you" Peyton goes outside and jogs to catch up with the child.

Not wanting to listen to anyone, Lily starts to run across the street, only to hear. "Lily Roe Scott, freeze, right now" her sister ordered sternly causing Lily to freeze.

She's only ever heard her Momma talk to her in that tone and it isn't anything Lily enjoys hearing. Peyton spins Lily around, "what's going on with you?" she demanded sternly.

Lily can't tell on Sawyer without her secret coming alive. If Peyton finds out, then she'll tell Brooke and Haley. "Nothing" Lily lied huffing.

Peyton takes her sister's chin. "You don't leave the house without permission, first, ever. You got that, Lily Roe?" due to past experiences, Peyton doesn't want to risk losing Lily again.

"I got it" Lily nods dully and pull her chin out of Peyton's grasp.

"Good" Peyton gives her a quick hug. "You gonna tell me what's bothering you."

Lily wants to tell on Sawyer, but if she does, then Sawyer will blurt her secret about Andre. "I just…wanted a break" Lily answered, at least it's sort of the truth.

Peyton can't help, but agree; she's been itching for a break herself and recently she's been staying late at the Studio just as an excuse to avoid going home. "We all need a break sometimes" she murmured ruffling her hair. "Come on, sweetheart, let's go home."

Brooke and Julian let their oldest daughter stew while they talked over possible punishment. Both parents agreed, they didn't want to punish her too severely, but enough that she'd learn a lesson.

The foster mother stalks into the kitchen with Riley's bra in hand. She drops it right in front of Riley. "Where'd you find that?" Riley thought she hid that fairly well.

"It doesn't matter what I found it. I told you, you couldn't get a bra and you did anyway…why?" Brooke asked sounding confused.

"I needed one" Riley complained, inwardly cringing for putting up any kind of debate, she should just start packing.

Brooke's eyes widen angrily, "you did not need one! You wanted one, there's a big difference!" she shouted as Julian squeezes her shoulder, wanting his wife to calm down. "Riley, we talked about this, you can get a bra when you're twelve" Brooke softens her tone.

Riley wondered looking curious, "Will I still be here, then?"

"What are you talking about?" Julian asked squinting at the nine year old who looks down.

"I heard you guys talking…I am trying, Brooke. Really, I am" Brooke groans realizing how wrong her statement was. "I know you're mad at me cause it's my fault Andy and Karen died."

"Rye, what happened wasn't your fault; sometimes, bad things happen and we shouldn't blame ourselves for them" Julian deadpanned.

"But, they died and I was there" Riley feels tears prick the walls of her eyes and fall down her cheeks.

"Oh, baby, he ran a red light. He was in the wrong" Brooke wraps her arms around her daughter and holds her tight.

Riley's lower lip juts out and wobbles sadly, she hadn't meant for any of this to happen. "Why did they hafta die?" she whispered hopelessly.

"I don't know" Brooke answered honestly. "But, you shouldn't blame yourself. It's not your fault, baby; it's nobody's fault."

"I lied to you today" Riley whispered, her body trembling. "Lily's not fine; she's hurting, real bad."

Brooke replied ruffling the young girl's hair. "I know you did."

Julian offers his daughter a sincere smile. He can't believe he loves his daughter as much as he does. "You did?" the fourth grader asked with shock flashing through her eyes.

"I'm your mother; I can tell when you're lying" Brooke kisses the top of her head and smoothes out her hair.

Riley leans into her foster mother, "I'll try to be gooder."

"Gooder, hu? Maybe we should get you a tutor" Julian joked with mild amusement as he tickles his daughter's side. "Gooder" he sounds amused causing Riley to erupt in giggles, Brooke joins in; happy to hear her daughter laugh.

The trio sits with one another for awhile; laughing, until it dies down and they all remember what brought on the conversation. "Riley, you know Julian and I love you, right?" Brooke asked squinting at the child.

"And there's nothing you could do to make us want to send you back cause you're stuck with us" Julian added.

"Yeah" Riley grins shyly at their comments.

Brooke announced firmly, "Okay then, you're grounded; two weeks, one for disobeying and another for…good luck."

"I don't think I need any luck" Riley groans miserably, this is defidently going to be a long two weeks.

"Sweetheart, if you keep disobeying me, you'll need all the luck you can get. Go to bed, your grounding starts now" Riley reluctantly goes upstairs and tries to resist the urge to slam her door.

"Someday she's going to thank us for this" Julian hoping she'll thank them, if she doesn't there's always the alternative, tickling her until she does.

"Is that before or after she decides to pull the plug?" Brooke asked leaning against her husband for support.

Julian chuckles and kisses his wife's head. "Like she could ever get rid of us that easily" he joked offering his beautiful wife a smile.

"I think we should go on a date" Brooke heard about the idea through a customer.

"Babe, if you haven't noticed. We're married; we've been married for almost three years" her husband answered his lopsided grin showing.

"And we already have three children" Brooke answered resting her head on his shoulder. "I think we need a night out, all sane parents have one."

"Who would dare watch our little monsters?" Julian asked grinning as he remembers the hit 80's movie.

Brooke's green eyes brighten. "I could ask Millie and Mouth to. Millie's always saying how she can't wait to have kids" the mother pointed out excitementedly.

Julian asked chuckling, "You don't want them to have kids, do you?"

Please Review and I need some baby boy names! It's a surprise as to why and I've decided to continue this story a bit longer.