Madison came back down the stairs with Calla in her arms. The girl had changed into little pink boots, red and white tights with little hearts on them, a yellow skirt, and a purple shirt. Cordelia and Misty looked up and the Supreme made her way to the girl and took her daughter into her arms.

"You look great, little one," Calla grinned at her and Cordelia felt Misty step up beside her, "Are you ready, baby?"

"I guess so."

oooOOooOOooo

Cordelia walked into the lawyer's office with Calla's hand in hers. Misty was next to her girlfriend and Madison was behind them. The lawyer looked up and nodded, "Hi, Calla," The girl looked up and grinned at her, "I like your skirt," The little girl thanked her and Cordelia grinned down at her. The lawyer made eye contact with Cordelia, "Who's taking her?" Cordelia stepped to the side and Madison stepped forward, "I'll debrief you on the way," Madison nodded and Cordelia picked her daughter up to look at her. She leaned forward and whispered something into her ear and Calla nodded to her as she pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Misty took her next and Calla whispered something to her and she giggled at her before nodding. The girl was transferred into Madison's arms and held onto her tightly as the two of them followed the lawyer from the room.

oooOOooOOooo

Madison was sat in a brightly painted room that was obviously meant to ease childrens' nerves. Calla still had her arms wrapped tightly around her and hadn't pulled her face back to look at the room, "Cal?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to color a picture with me?"

"I don't know," Madison laughed and scooted forward to where there were crayons and paper on a table.

"I'll just draw by myself then," Calla nodded and Madison picked up a crayon and started doodling, "You're better at this than I am," The girl was still for a minute before turning and grabbing a crayon from the table, "Alright, lefty, what are we drawing?" Calla giggled. Madison always picked at her about being left handed.

"Umm. A puppy," The girl rolled her eyes. It was only a matter of time until Cordelia had a puppy running around the Academy. She never could say no to the girl.

"Alright, a puppy it is," Calla nodded and looked back to the paper. Madison bit her lip, "Hey, Cal?" The girl looked back to her, "Why don't you ask your moms for a puppy?"

"Do you think they'd let me have one?"

"I think you've got a pretty good shot. You should ask them after this meeting. I bet they'll say yes to anything then," Calla smiled and nodded. Madison just laughed and heard the door open. Calla immediately scrambled into her lap and buried her face in her neck. She wrapped her arms tightly around the scared little body and looked up into a face she thought she'd never have to see again. Hank took a seat across from her and his lawyer took another seat away from them in the corner of the room.

"Madison," The girl rolled her eyes and shifted Calla closer to her on her lap, "It's nice to see you."

"Is it? I wish I could say the same about you," Hank sneered at her and Madison felt Calla shaking in her lap. She ran her hands over the girl's back.

"Is that her?"

"No, this is my doll and I thought it would distract you from the fact that we didn't bring her," Calla giggled into her neck and Madison grinned internally as Hank huffed.

"Hi, Calla," The girl just shifted closer to Madison and didn't speak. He made eye contact with Madison and she just shrugged before picking her crayon back up, "I'm your father," He saw Madison lean in as Calla whispered something to her and nodded.

"Calla doesn't have a father," Madison didn't look up from the paper as she spoke and felt the girl nod against her. Hank breathed in deeply.

"Okay. Hi, Calla. I'm Hank," She just shrugged and didn't remove her face from Madison's neck, "Why does she like you anyway? You were always such a bitch."

"He said a bad word," Madison giggled.

"I know," Hank looked between them, "CP, do you want to color with me now?" Calla leaned up and whispered in her ear, "I think we already discussed that and your mommy said no," Calla pouted up at her, "That's not going to work on me, rug rat," Calla finally nodded and turned towards the table and picked up another crayon. Hank watched on as she colored and met Madison's eyes as she watched him.

The man scooted his chair towards the table and Calla shifted farther away from him. He grimaced and looked at the girl, "I don't like him," Madison laughed and nodded to the girl.

"You haven't spoken to me. How do you know?"

"She's an empath. If she says she doesn't like you, it's something you did. It's not her being bratty," Hank's eyes flashed and Madison picked Calla up and held her in her lap protectively. Calla just leaned into her and sighed, "How much longer is this meeting?" She met the lawyer's eyes and he cleared his throat.

"Technically, that's up to Calla," The little girl got up and grabbed Madison's hand to pull her from the room.

"I'm ready to go then," Hank stood and she cowered away from him.

"Why do you want to leave so quickly?"

"I didn't wanna come," Madison snorted and picked the girl up before leaving the room with her.

"That was sassy," Calla just shrugged, "I'm going to take you shopping for that one," Calla laughed and looked up when they entered the room where her moms were.

"That was fast," Cordelia took Calla into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"Well, she didn't like him so," Cordelia nodded.

"She's a good judge of character," Calla pulled back and grabbed her mother's face in her hands. Cordelia laughed and looked down at the girl, "What, baby?"

"Can we get a puppy?"