The Way We Were

The Way We Go Home

Mal looked at Rajah in suspicion.

The little boy just smiled.

Mal knelt before him. "You're a genie."

Rajah giggled. "No."

Marcy smacked the back of Mal's head lightly. "Leave him alone."

"You hate to have help. With anything!" Mal was not getting over this. "How'd he trick you into accepting help?"

"If he did trick me, why would I admit it?"

Damn! He opened his mouth.

"Shut up and help me with these bags."

"You want more help?!"

"We have ten kids walking around and they have a bunch of junk. Yes, I want help!"

He grinned slowly.

"Mal, no!"

He ambled closer.

"Get away from me!"

He drew her to him.

She made an exasperated sound. "Get it over with."

He swooped down and kissed her. "My baby's emoting more!"

"Get the damn bags before we miss this flight..."

W.W.W.

Wen was terrified. She'd never been on a plane before and even though they were in first class, she kept thinking about if they were to crash.

"Are you okay?" Mike noticed how stressed she was looking.

She nodded, lying.

"It's okay. Mother's afraid of flying as well and Marcy's afraid of heights."

"She is?" Wen looked at him in awe.

"Yes."

"But she's reading."

He looked to Marcy. "She has to distract herself. So she reads and listens to music."

Wen nodded.

"Do you want to watch the inflight movie? It might take your mind off it."

Wen nodded again.

He helped her into her headphones then gave her a magazine to read for the boring parts.

She smiled at him. Having uncles was amazing.

W.W.W.

Marcy groaned. "Okay, Marionette take Mally, Mickey and Rise to the house. Linda, take Xin, Rye and Raj. Mal and I will take La and the triplets. Make sure to not take anything inside but the children. Pendleton will have help bringing the bags inside. George, do you and Francois have the directions?"

"Yes, madam." George nodded. The French cook nodded as well.

"Okay. We'll see you guys tomorrow." Marcy told her siblings.

Everyone hugged before the young Changs left first.

Quinn pointed to Ruth, their eldest nanny. "You can take Mike-Mike and Gabi. Simone can take Val and Di. We'll take Cai. The men will carry in the luggage."

"Yes, ma'am." Ruth nodded.

The elder Changs left.

Marc decided to just rent a car. Besides the two nannies, he only had two children (for the moment) and Maddie. He'd bring it back the next day.

They drove to their home in the suburb of Clean View Hills. Their whole family lived within the stretch of land in the super exclusive neighborhood. They had wealthy billionaire and famous neighbors but most people just wanted to have privacy at home.

Marc understood that. He pulled up to the gate surrounding his home and punched in the code. The iron gates opened and he drove up the long driveway to the house.

He parked in front and opened the doors for the women. Laura had called ahead for staff to help so he had plenty of help bringing the bags in.

Laura took the kids upstairs and showed Wen to her new room. Laura had decorated it through correspondence (she was a interior decorator after all) and had the staff buy and place everything just right.

Wen screamed in delight. Her favorite color was black and Laura had decorated the room that way.

Laura beamed. "How do you like it?"

"Thank you, Momma!" Wen gave her, her first hug.

Laura held in her tears but as soon as she was able to break down, she was sobbing!

W.W.W.

"I don't have to share a room?" Gabriella was shocked.

"No." Mercedes and Quinn shook their heads.

Gabriella looked around the large yellow room. It was stunning and fit for a princess. "What's in here?"

"That's your closet." Quinn showed it off.

Gabriella almost had a heart-attack. It was almost as big as the outer room! "Where's Val?"

"He'll be right next door." Mercedes knew she might want comfort.

"And the boys and Di?"

"They're in this wing."

"What about you?" Her voice grew softer.

"We'll be right down the hall." She promised.

Gabriella smiled and hugged her. "Thank you, Mama! Thank you, Mommy!"

Mercedes and Quinn beamed at each other over her head.

W.W.W.

"You said you didn't have a favorite color." Marcy said.

Xindi didn't but she loved her new room. The walls were white with rainbow polka dots and every piece of furniture was a different solid color. "It's beautiful."

Marcy nodded. "We're going shopping tomorrow so you can really make it your own and to shop for school stuff. It starts next week. Speaking of which, we've got to enroll you."

"In American school?"

"Yep. Be prepared. It's a mess."

Xindi laughed but Marcy was dead serious.