Finally accepting that her long term relationship with Carina is the best thing yet to happen to her. Captain Maya Bishop comes across the big next challenge in her life on a call to a house fire in the form of a 6 year old girl.
"Elva can you come get dressed please," I shouted through to her.
"Elva," I called again.
When she didn't appear, I walked from her bedroom to look for her.
Carina was in the kitchen preparing food and snacks for the party.
"Where's Elva?" I asked her, softly swiping my hand across her back.
"The longe last time I checked," she replied.
I left Carina to it and moved into the lounge, instantly spotting Elva. Asleep with her head on the coffee table and surrounded by coloured pencils, she was out like a light.
I chuckled to myself before taking a picture of her and sending it to Andy along with the message- somebody's already partied too hard-
I quietly got down on the floor beside her.
"Elva sweetheart," I whispered, careful not to startle her awake.
I ran my hand gently up and down her back.
"Elvie," I said softly.
She started to stir a little.
"Hi beautiful girl," I smiled, seeing her slowly open her eyes.
She rubbed her eyes with her fists before lifting her head up off the coffee table.
"Party?" She yawned sleepily.
"Soon bubba," I chuckled, opening my arms up for her.
She fell into my arms, snuggling up close.
"I came to get you ready but you were asleep," I told her.
"Drawing pictures mommy," she explained, pointing to the table. There were two drawings one with Vic scribbled in blue pencil and one with Andy written in pink.
"They're brilliant Elvie," I smiled, stroking my hand through her hair.
"No wonder you were tired, you've worked super hard," I said proudly, seeing a little smile form.
"Let's go get you changed," I said, standing up and pulling her with me.
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"I need to get ready too," I told her.
"Wearing a dress like me mommy?" She asked.
"No sweetheart, not today," I laughed.
"You never wear dresses like mama does," she pointed out.
"I may one day Elvie," I said, imagining myself one day wearing white.
We entered her bedroom and I walked straight over to her clothes.
"Which one my little lady?" I asked, pulling out two dresses.
