Part 8

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MAC'S POV

Why is Cheryl crying? Is it bad news. I automatically think the worst. I'm not hers. Oh my god. I'm going to have to return to my old life. I can't bear that thought.

"Okay let's talk Chez." I saw her smile at the nickname I called her. She picked herself out of Kimberley's arms and sat down next to me.

"The doctor's office called with the results."

"And..?" Just say it, just say it. That's all I could think.

"You're me daughter Mac!" She gives me the biggest dimpled smile you could imagine and before I knew it, I was launching myself into her arms sobbing. I finally found my mother. The woman I have been searching for for years. The woman that I was convinced was this god-like figure, who would never hurt me like I had been hurt before. She'd never make me cry or make me feel worthless. I was right. Cheryl was everything I had imagined and more. I looked over to Kimberley who was sitting on the couch and kept my eyes on her until her eyes found mine.

"Kim, please come here."

She walked right over to Cheryl and I, both crying and holding each other like we'd never let go.

"I am so happy to be here with both of you. I always imagined my mother to be this strong, beautiful woman that would never hurt me or make me cry. Not only was I more than right, I got 2 wonderful, caring, loving people when I found my mother. I am so happy you're here too Kim." That's all I could get out before the tears over took my body again. This is the happiest moment in my whole life. Kim jumped on both of us and squeezed us so tight that I couldn't move. I couldn't even find it in me to complain. I was in love with this moment. I never wanted to let go of them.

"I am so happy I found you, bubba. You're never leaving me again. I promise."

CHERYL'S POV

I have never been this happy before. After 16 years of feeling like a piece of me was gone, I finally have it. She is everything I imagined and more. She is absolutely gorgeous, caring, and perfect. I know I am biased because I am her mother, but I have never seen a more perfect 16 year old in my life. Mac went upstairs a bit ago after our crying fest was over. Kimba and I are laying in bed just soaking up every moment of this that we can.

"Baby, I just want to say thank you again for being there for us through this all. I know over these 3 years, I have put you through a lot during the time I was looking for Mac. Thank you for accepting her over these past few days. She will learn to love you as much as I love you baby. I promise you that."

Kimba just smiled at me with tears in her beautiful green-blue eyes. I leaned in and kissed her full lips that I love so much.

"Let's go to bed angel, I love you forever."

I cuddled into her chest and listened to her heart beat. Nothing soothed me more.

"I love you so much Kimberley Jane. Goodnight."

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KIM'S POV

I heard someone faintly whispering my name and I was slowly waking up. I looked over at Cheryl sound asleep and thought it must be a dream until I turned around and saw Mac standing on my side of the bed crying.

"Mac, what's wrong sweetheart?"

"I had a nightmare Kim. This happens all the time. I've been up for hours."

"Aw babe, why didn't you come get us sooner?"

"I don't want to wake you guys up and bother you."

"Come on let's go back to your room and we can talk."

We walked across the corridor into Mac's room. I don't want her to ever think she's bothering us. She will never be a bother to Cheryl and I. We both already love her.

We sat down across from each other on her bed and crossed our legs, mirroring each other.

"Let me start with this Mac, you will never be a bother to Cheryl and I. We both are here for you. Whether it's to help you with your homework, feed you lunch, or just talk. We will always be there for you. I don't want you to think we won't want to help you at anytime. You come and wake us up at any hour of the day and we will absolutely be here for you." She just smiled at me as I continued.

"But for us to help you, you have to let us in. I understand it's hard, because we did just meet, but babe we can't help you if we don't know what's going on."

"It's just hard Kimba" I couldn't help but smile at her calling me Kimba "I get these flashbacks of all the bad stuff that used to happen he nI lived in foster homes. I can't shake them. Sometimes the nightmares got so bad that I wouldn't wake up, I'd scream in my sleep and start to punch the air. My friend Jo would have to force me out of them. Honestly, I don't want you guys to see that side of me."

"We want to see every side of you: good, bad, and ugly. Our feelings for you won't change because of your past, babe. It's in the past. I know it must have sucked growing up with these nightmares and having no one there for you."

"It did suck. This is when I would think of my birthmother most. I would look at the ceiling and pray that she would come hold me and wipe my tears, but it never happened." She began to get choked up. I can't even imagine what her life must've been like.

"Well, Mac, I'm not your birth mom, but I hate seeing you crying so if you want I'll hold you and wipe your tears..?

"I want nothing more Kimba." She smiled at me and shuffled under the duvet. I slid under with her.

"Budge up babe, let me hold you." She turned onto her side and let me mold myself behind her, wrapping an arm underneath and an arm on top of her waist. I gently scratched her arm and whispered soothing words into her ear. I felt her relax in my hold as she dozed off. I promised her I'd stay.

Just as I was about to doze off I saw Cheryl standing in the doorframe. She walked over to us.

"I heard the whole thing, baby. You are absolutely perfect. Thank you for this." She kissed my cheek and began to return back to our room. I looked up at her and whispered, "You heard her, she wished for her birthmother to cuddle her. That's you Chezza. Climb in babe and hold your daughter."

She looked at me sadly and walked over to the other side of the bed to climb in and place Mac's head on her chest. I stayed cuddled up behind Mac. This was a moment neither of us would forget.

I felt my eyes get heavy and new sleep was going to come over me. Before I fell asleep, I picked my head up and kissed Mac's cheek. "Your mother and I love you more than you could imagine already." I felt Cheryl's eyes on me as I whispered these words to our daughter. She kissed my head.

"What did I do to deserve you Kimberley Jane?"

"I could ask the same, my love. Goodnight sweet angel. I love you also."

"I love you so much. Goodnight."

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