Victoria [A Petska Fan Fic]

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Victoria sobbed like a baby as she quickly padded across the carpet and to Peter. She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed into his chest. He held her close and rubbed her back as tears slipped down his own cheeks. All he could think about was that he was holding his little girl in his arms. That he was comforting her and hugging her like he had wanted to hug her every day since they gave her up for adoption.

"P-peter?" Victoria sniffled, as she slowly leaned back and started to wipe at her tears.

"Yeah, sweetie?" Peter asked softly as he looked down at his daughter.

"Are you sure that the kids want to get to know me? Like and know me as their big sister?" Victoria whispered.

"They ask about you every day. They keep asking when you will come back again, and what they can call you once you come back around."

"I-i need to talk to my moms. They are still my parents and should have a say... are they downstairs with Mariska?" Victoria sniffled, as she turned and walked towards her bathroom to clean up her face.

"They are downstairs trying to not fight. Heather tried to kick us out because we are the reason why you are so upset."

"It's not really you guys... I guess it was the situation. How Max, Cassie, and Hattie were just staring at me. How they said I look like them and have Mariska's nose. It scared me because we hadn't talk about what we wanted, and then what you two decided on made things worse."

"We will tell everyone about you. We aren't ashamed of you, and we never have been. We were ashamed of getting pregnant at sixteen."

"Are you sure?"

"I promise, sweet girl. We love you and I don't think we could ever stop loving you."

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Victoria went downstairs with Peter. She wanted to see Mariska and see if there was a need to apologize for Heather bitching her out. But instead, Mariska was alone in the leaving room and her moms were nowhere to be seen.

"Where did Heather and Elle go?" Peter asked. Mariska jumped a bit from her husband's voice, before seeing him beside their kid.

"Uh, they went for a walk outside. Heather is pretty pissed off at us. Are you okay, Tori?"

"I'll get back to being okay. I'm still really tired and want to get some sleep before heading to school on Monday... Um, are you okay?" Victoria breathed.

"I'm really sorry for what happened and for how we made you feel-"

"We are really bad at sitting down and making a plan on how we are going to proceed. But I do know that I want to meet the kids again. Not as just a friend of yours, but as the big sister that Peter says they ask about all the time."

"I don't tell Peter, but Hattie asks me about you every night when I tuck her in. She asks if you love her as much as we love you. They want a big sister, but only if you want to be their big sister."

"I really want that."

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Heather and Elle got back long after Mariska and Peter left. They came inside and heard that the TV was on, but the lights were all off. They moved towards the living room, and Elle stopped her wife when they saw Victoria laying on the couch as she slept.

"I wonder how things went, especially since they aren't here anymore." Elle whispered, as she finally let her wife's arm go. Heather moved into the living room before grabbing a blanket and covering her daughter with it.

"They better have apologized to our girl and then left. I don't want her to keep getting hurt because they don't want people to know what happened sixteen years ago." Heather grumbled.

"I'm going to see the kids again. They know about me and the reason why I look like Mariska and Peter is because I'm their daughter. I think that everything will be good from now on. I really think I'll enjoy having siblings." Victoria yawned, as she tugged the blanket under her chin.

"Really?" Elle asked, as she sat down onto the coffee table before caressing her daughter's hair.

"Yeah, Mom. I think that everything will be good. They will come over soon to talk more about me spending more time with them, I might even get my own room at their house." Victoria yawned again, before opening her eyes and looking at Elle.

"You aren't moving in there with them, Tori." Heather frowned.

"No, I'm not. But I might sleepover. I want to be apart of their family and not only be their daughter, but yours too. I wouldn't mind having four amazing parents to love me and care for me." Victoria smiled.

"They aren't going to replace us, Tori. We are your parents and they-"

"Mama, I will always love you two and you will always be my moms. But I also want to get to know my biological family more. I want to be a big sister to Max, Cassie, and Hattie. And I think they want that too. So please don't get worked up because you are over thinking this all. Now, I'm going to go up to bed and I plan on seeing Emilee in the morning. I need to apologize for how I acted and see if she wants to meet Mariska and Peter the next time they come out."

Victoria climbed off the couch before heading up the stairs. She stopped on the landing and decided to listen to her moms talk.

"Mariska and Peter will have to go through us to get anywhere near our kid. They made her depressed and anxious. They hurt her because they were too scared to tell their other kids about Tori."

"But they are more mature now and I think that we need to let Tori decide what pace things go. So-"

"If they dare hurt our kid again, there will be hell to pay. I will hurt them myself." Heather growled.

"Oh, I'm sure you will... but we won't do that because Tori loves them and we need to let her be with both of her families."