Hello guys.

Well, first of all. I have finished all of those stories that were near the ending since I updated this last. And they were "Dancing in the rain", "The little girl", "Break, broke, broken trust", "How far I'll go" and multiple oneshots for glee, Riverdale, Anne of Green gables, Degrassi and when calls the heart.

And I'm sorry I haven't updated for a while, but with all those stories out of the world, I'm hoping that I won't go months between updates for any story. But I'm still having some trouble with this and not knowing where the next chapter should take off. But well… I can probably come up with something and never am I ever giving up.

"I WISH I DIDN'T HAVE A SISTER."

At the moment I came into Elm Tree House the day I had left after my night shift Tracie, Ella, Luce and Mike were in the hallway. Ella was crying and Tracie shouting at her before she span on her heal and ran out into the kitchen, we could all hear her footsteps continue towards the back door and then that door slamming open before we couldn't hear her running no more.

"What's going on?"

Luce and Mike seemed in loss of what to say or do, Mike nodded towards Luce.

"They like you more than they like me. And you lot." He turned towards the hallway where it seemed all the other kids of the house were eavesdropping. "Just get back to what you were doing? Geez…" He took a step closer to me and mumbled the rest. "…Care kids are the worst eavesdroppers ever. But come with me…" He walked before me into the office and slumped down in one of the office chairs while I sat down in the couch in the back of the room.

"We had a phone call this morning." Mike said, taking his glasses of and rubbing his face in distress. "From the twins' social worker. And as it turns out, there is a couple named Ellis and Patrick Spencer trying to get in contact with them." I raised an eyebrow- those names didn't seem familiar to me. "Ellis and Patrick Spencer are the biological parents of Tracie and Ella."

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and was for a moment in loss of what to say or do. But I had barely been at Elm Tree House for a month and a half there was so much I didn't know.

"What did happen to Tracie and Ella before they arrived here? What happened to the parents?"

"They just left them, wrapped them in each blanket and laid them on the porch one night and left. They could have died from the cold… well. It wasn't cold since it was May but it was still the coldest night of the year. We found them when Shawn was leaving for school the next morning and tripped right over them."

I was stunned by what I heard. So many parents, including mine, who would want their children and children who wanted their parents. And the Spencer's just gave their twins away like that as if they had been a Christmas gift puppy that nobody wanted.

"I know Emma. Now… We have not been in contact with their parents ever since, not a word, not a letter. Nothing. Until last afternoon when they gave a call to Jacob Farnon. And when you came in now we had just told the twins and as it turns out, Ella wants to meet them and hear what they have to say, while Tracie says she can never forgive them for what they did and wouldn't want to meet them if her life was depending on it. Her words, not mine."

Still stunned, my chin had dropped open and I for sure hadn't been able to know what to say if my life had been depending on it.

Two babies wrapped in each blanket…

"Now actually, we're not supposed to have any children hear younger than two or three. We simply can't do it but… the kids nagged and nagged and nagged me to do it and… I gave in and talked to the social services and four, four and a half years later and the rest is history."

"Have the parents ever tried to contact you or the twins before?"

"No…" Mike turned to the desk. "…And now I have a lot of paper work. Sometimes the kids have a way with calming down with music. Sometimes Luce sings to them but… why don't you go sit down by the piano and then we'll see what happens."

"Are you sure you don't need any help here." I saw Mike's desk was full of papers. "Is this all about Ella and Tracie?"

"No… this is also for Jim whose parents are visiting soon and about a thousand other things. But I will actually do it best if I can work on my own. So thanks but no thanks."

We gave each other one smile, and I stood up and walked out into the hallway where there stood a piano. For a few seconds I was brought back to the moment I had been a kid here and first shown the kids I could play. Then I laid my hands on the keys.

And all of a sudden I could hear Luce singing next to me. I hadn't even been thinking about it, as I usually didn't when I played the piano. But this was for sure a known song and Luce sang beautifully while I played and children started gathering around us.

"Wow." As soon as the song was over Marty stepped forward and towards the both of us. "That was really good. How did you learn to play like that?"

"Well." I shrugged. "I've been playing piano since I was about Ella's age." The four year old came forward and looked over the black and white keys. "But I shouldn't take the credit because that Luce, was incredible."

Luce just shrugged, he then started talking to Brielle and walked along to the kitchen to sort out dinner while I didn't move and watched Ella who was still watching the black and white keys.

Tracie hadn't even come downstairs when we had been playing. I knew she loved music just as much as the rest of the kids here did.

"You're really good at playing the piano." Ella said at last. I didn't want to pressure her so I hadn't even asked what she was thinking about or if there was something I could do for her. Then for just a second Luce walked by.

"I'll go talk to your sister for a minute Ell. I'm sure she wants to talk to you. Don't you worry about her."

It wasn't exactly that Luce was Tracie's favorite care worker and Ella's was me. Not that I could really see why though…

"Can you teach me to play?"

"Yeah, come here." I could understand that the actual reason she wanted to come to me wasn't that she wanted to play piano. But I couldn't say that now, and I lifted Ella onto my lap. "Here's the chords, and then you move your hand onto the right and here's another chord, and then another."

Ella, her fingers only barely long enough to touch the keys all at once laid one hand on the piano and pressed it. But only once, and then silent.

"Are you okay Ella? I know there's a lot going on right now."

"I was only wondering. Do you have a sister Emma?"

"No." I suppressed a distressed sigh. "But I had a little brother. His name was Jonas. But he died in the same plane crash as my parents did. And that's when I ended up here the first time."

Ella sniveled where she sat and her hand fell down from the black and white keys.

"If you could meet them again?" She whimpered. "Would you want to?"

"Yeah… I would want to more than anything else. But then, my parents were great. They didn't do anything like your parents did to you or Peityn's parents did or Emily's and Nathan and Qwyn's dad. And I bet you, if we ask them you wouldn't get the same answer as from me."

"I do know George had a brother named Geoff, and I do know Luce and Sophia are siblings. But they also had two more siblings named Sophie and Aaron, who both died, just as well as Luce´s parents… I think Luce would give anything to have his parents and all his siblings here. And Sophia even lost her twin sister. Sophie and Sophie were twins like I and Tracie are."

I swallowed, Luce hadn't told me much about his life and I hadn't heard from anyone else either. I knew as much he wasn't from England but I couldn't help but wonder.

"Oh Emma." Ella turned on my lap and threw her arms around my waist. "I love you. I don't want to leave you."

Ella leaned her head against my shoulder and buried her face in my shirt. She was crying, but not in the way she had done before. Only silently and with her tears dripping from her cheeks and into my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her and just held her….

"I don't want to leave you, or Tracie, or any of the others."

"Ella." I gently made her lean back from me and looked into her olive green eyes. "No one's going to make you leave anything. No one. Okay? Whatever happens now, everything you have to do is to just say "stop" and we'll make sure we stop and slow it down or do it in another way that suits better. But nobody's going to make you leave or make you do anything at all. Okay?" She nodded and then grimaced and started sobbing and I laid my arm around her shoulders when she leaned back against my shoulder and started crying again, loudly.

"And all we have to do now, is take this weekend as it comes. Since it's weekend we'll have more time than we would have during the week. And no matter how much time we do have or not have, we will not move any faster than what you or Tracie would like."

"Excuse me?" Luce suddenly came into the hallway where I sat by the piano with Ella on my lap. "Tracie is in your room sweetie? She wonders if she can speak to you. And only eye to eye without me or Emma. Are you okay with that or would you want me to stay?"

"It's okay." Ella wiped the tears with her hands as she slid down from my lap. "But you'll still be here won't you? If we have a bad fight or anything?"

"We'll be right here."

"Of course."

Ella's footsteps were light when she ran up the stairs. I heard the door to hers and Tracie's room open and close.

"Well… to be fair." Luce said at last. "I don't know how I would react in their position… although… my parents have been dead for a long time so I know I won't but… Well. I'll go help Brielle with making dinner."

"I'll go help Mike with the paperwork."

I didn't mind what Mike had said before that he worked better by himself. The thing was, I just needed to do something except for only sitting and wait for Ella or Tracie to come downstairs. I could hear them coming out from their rooms, but none of them were shouting now, and none of them came downstairs until…"

"DINNER."

Luce for sure had a voice like Gina's. It hit all into the bones and I and Mike stood up just as people were doing in their rooms and coming down the stairs.

I hadn't heard anything from Ella and Tracie until Ella had went up to their room. I would have expected the two to come together. They didn't anyhow. Tracie came first along with Jim and then stopped by Mike and me, and Jim was the first one to speak.

"My parents are coming to visit in a couple of weeks. Maybe they could come the same time as Ella and Tracie's parents and I and I could support Tracie and she could support me?" Jim looked up on first me, then George and Mike at last.

He did have a point…

"Actually." George scratched his head and looked at Mike. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea. We always want the kids to work together and support each other. Do you think this could be sorted out Mike?"

Mike nodded slowly stroking the back of his bald head.

"Well, I'll make some calls to the social services and your social workers and then we'll see what happens. But as for me, I think that sounds like a good idea Jim. You all make me so proud when you prove that you can be there for each other. Even in ways that I, Luce, George or Emma can since we're the care workers and not one of you."

I couldn't help but smile when Tracie and Jim walked on, and then suddenly Ella and Emily came around the corner too.

"There are few things…" Mike mumbled into my ear. "…that makes me so proud as seeing the kids be there for each other."

Emily was holding Ella's hand as if a mother would hold her daughter's. Neither of them said anything but when they sat by the table Emily too put up food on Ella's plate.

It was like she really acted like a mum- like a real mum would to Ella.

But I had a feeling that wasn't any good.

This might remind some of the storyline with Toni and Billie. I hope I can work it out anyway.

Song- You raise me up- Josh Groban

Random fact

At least two storylines from Tracie's and Emily's forms were used here. I don't know if there were more, I'm too lazy to check.