The Way We Were

The Way We Adopt in England

Mercedes snuck peeks at Marcy, who was kissing Rajah, who was giggling. That just confirmed that she wanted a baby that could talk.

Quinn watched her wife. She knew when Mercedes was thinking and she was definitely thinking.

Mike, Mercedes, Quinn, Marcy and Mal with Rajah walked into the airport. They went to get their luggage then went outside to get taxis.

They rode to their Nana's estate with Mike calling ahead to let them know they were on the way.

They arrived and got out to staff collecting their bags. Mike paid the driver and they went inside and to their old rooms that their great grandmother usually reserved for them.

They all checked on their children but they were asleep since it was almost eleven at night.

Marcy and Mal took Rajah to bed with them while the Trio went to their room. Quinn asked Mike to get her some coffee (a full cup of coffee put each of them asleep).

Once Mike was gone, the blonde eyed their brown eyed wife.

Mercedes was busy taking her shoes off (they were nearly ready for bed, having gotten ready before their flight) but she felt the green eyed woman's peridot gaze. "What's wrong?"

"You're thinking." Quinn didn't mince words.

Mercedes was confused. "Huh?"

"You're thinking of doing something that me and Mikey might not want to do."

Mercedes frowned with pursed lips.

Quinn raised a golden eyebrow.

Mercedes kissed her teeth, rolled her eyes and huffed. "I want a baby!"

"We have babies and Mikey's going to impregnate us soon."

"No. I want a baby that can talk. Marcy and Mal already have the twins and Rye's speaking and now they have Rajah. Did you see them?"

"When she was kissing him and he was loving it?" Quinn had been jealous as well.

"I talked to him at the wedding and he has such great manners. He's the sweetest kid!"

"He's so cute." Quinn had to admit slowly.

Mercedes nodded. "We've got to tell Mikey."

"Tell Mikey what?" Mike's voice sounded and both girls jumped.

W.W.W.

"Mommy!" Riley and the twins ran into their parents' bedroom the next morning, full of excitement. "Daddy!"

They stopped when they saw a little boy in the bed, in the middle of them.

"Who's that?" Mally was the first to speak.

Mickey shrugged.

"Wake up!" Riley screamed.

Rajah woke up crying.

Marcy groaned. "What's up?"

"Mommy!" Riley went to her side of the bed and pulled on the covers.

Marcy rolled over to look her in the eyes.

Riley pouted.

"What do you want?"

"You."

Marcy made an exasperated noise before pulling her onto the bed. "It will be okay."

Riley thought she was talking to her but Marcy moved her out of the way and dragged Rajah across her body to lie on her. She frowned.

"Mommy? Who's that?" Mally wanted to know.