Authors notes:

Thanks to everyone who helped/read/reviewed this story. I know a lot of you would like this to be much longer but I have started a Law and Order SVU fic that has been chewing its way out of my brain for the past month as well. While I started this with every intention of it being long, it just stopped flowing so I figured it would be better to stop now instead of dragging out something that I just wasn't feeling anymore.

Disclaimer: Refer to any other chapter, I can't come up with something creative atm.

Heather pulled me into her arms, trying to comfort me through the news that my daughter was no longer a virgin.

"Cath, I don't know if this will make you feel any better but she didn't lose her virginity last night."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well okay, I don't think she did last night. I mean unless she watches porn and you don't know about it then yea, that was not her first time in bed with Chris." Heather explained, holding on to me.

I pushed her off of me and stood up. "That's not even funny Heather!" I screamed before walking out of my own bed room, slamming the door. Once I was outside of the bed room and Heather wasn't hanging on me anymore I found my back on the wall and I slid down it and cried.

I heard the door open and when I looked up, Heather was crouching in front of me, waiting for me to be ready to talk to her.

"My little girl...." I started, before falling forward into Heather's arms, crying.

Heather nodded and pulled me into her arms.

When Lindsey and Chris walked out of her room a while later both Heather and I were still sitting in the hall way. I had gratefully stopped crying, although I was still upset about the fact that my little girl was not my pure little angel anymore.

The rest of the day was a struggle for me not to cry but we made it through the day with Heather being my rock.

Two Months Later

I have no idea how I survived getting to the point I'm at now.

A month ago Chris moved into my house. Her foster parents couldn't deal with her wanting to be with Lindsey as much as she wanted to be, and I figured it wasn't worth it for her to be moved half way across the state and tear my daughter's heart out. So I let her move in with us, on the condition that if I ever walked in on them, she was gone.

And today I'm moving all three of us into Heather's house. Last week she asked me to live with her. She passed all her finals for her psychology major two weeks ago, closed down "The Dominion" and is working on setting up her own practice. She wants to be a sex therapist, who would have guessed that one.

Moving sucked but I was glad I was moving in with her.

And I almost forgot the most exciting news. She won custody of her granddaughter. Her name is Elisa, and she is the most adorable child I have ever seen. She's almost two years old now, and Lindsey and Chris have fallen in love with her, and are already talking about one day having their own family.

When all of our stuff made it into Heather's house I stood in our bed room, in her arms and smiled. Elisa was in her crib by the bed, sleeping away, and everything had finally worked out semi right.

Lindsey still had issues with obeying me and listening to me, although if Heather asks her to jump, she always asks how high. Chris is working quiet adamantly at fixing that problem though.

Heather tightened her grip on me and kissed my cheek. "I'm glad you said yes."

I nodded and put my head on her shoulder behind me.

Things were starting to right themselves in my world for once in a very long time. I have three wonderful little girls now, and the best girlfriend a woman could ask for.

And just when I didn't think Heather could pull out any more surprises, she floored me, like she does every time a thought occurs to her.

"Marry me?"