Alex POV - two months later
"Alright, family, we gotta go!" I call through the house.
The front door slams open, "I'M HERE! I'M SORRY THAT I'M ALMOST, BUT NOT LATE!"
I facepalm and watch as Sawyer nearly trips onto her face.
"Cutting it a little close, don't you think?" I ask.
She smiles and shrugs, "I'm not late."
"Yet. How fast were you driving on your way over here?" I ask her pointedly.
She smiles, "Nine is fine, 10 you dead, momma."
I shake my head and reach to pinch her cheek, "Stop speeding."
She groans, "I don't speed all of the time. Only when I'm almost late."
I'm about to speak when I hear feet on the steps, "Sawyer! Sawyer is here!"
I smile as Charlie launches herself into Sawyer, who picks her up and spins her around.
"Mini me! I missed you!" Sawyer says.
"I missed you too!" Charlie says and squeezes her.
Maverick jumps up and licks Charlie's hand.
I sigh out of happiness.
"Char? Did you see Quinn upstairs?" I ask.
She looks at me, "In her room, momma. I knocked, but she didn't open it."
I sigh and to head up the stairs.
"I got it, momma." Sawyer stops me.
"She's probably just feeling a lot of emotions. I know that I was." She smiles.
I pull her into me and kiss her head, "Thanks, baby."
I watch her as she walks out of the kitchen and Mav follows.
I turn back and see the family photo hanging, all of us smiling while visiting Sawyer in LA.
'Carrasco party of 6.'
Sawyer POV
"Knock knock." I wait outside of Quinn's room.
"Sawyer?" I hear.
"Yup! It's me, can I come in?"
I don't hear anything and take that as a yes so I push her door open.
Maverick runs in and jumps on Quinn's bed, digging under the covers.
I chuckle and watch as Quinn tries to swat at him, "Mav! You're crazy, get off!"
"Okay, okay, come here, boy."
He jumps off and sits while I sit on the bed.
"Talk to me, Q."
She stays silent and I go to speak when she interrupts me.
"What if I screw it up?" I hear muffled.
I click my tongue, "Then they might return you."
She throws the covers back and glares at me, "Not funny."
I smile and soften, "Q, they'd never do that."
"How do you know?" She asks.
I chuckle, "Because I've screwed up so many times and they still love me."
She looks down, "But what if I do something worse?"
I shake my head, "You won't. I've literally told momma and I quote, to fuck off."
