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You and Alexia Putellas have never liked each other.She thinks you’re uptight and impossible to please. You think she’s arrogant, emotionally unavailable, and incapable of committing to anyone for longer than a few months.The only thing you have in common are your best friends, a happily married couple with a one year old daughter.But when a tragic accident leaves that little girl orphaned, everything changes, because hidden inside their will is one final surprise.They named you and Alexia as the legal guardians.

Part 10 Word Count: 5k

The first few days living at Alexia's felt almost suspiciously easy, there were no grand conversations about what it meant, no official declaration that this was permanent.

You'd simply started leaving things around, Olivia's toys appeared in the living room, your toiletries joined Alexia's in the bathroom, there were tiny clothes drying beside Alexia's training kit.

Your coffee somehow ended up in the cupboard beside hers and every morning you woke up beside Alexia with Olivia making some sort of noise from the baby monitor and, for the first time in months, you didn't immediately feel like you were drowning.

It was domestic, comfortable, almost normal which was probably why you hadn't thought much about your phone until that afternoon.

You were sitting on the sofa while Olivia played on the floor, happily occupied with a pile of blocks, when you finally picked it up.

You'd been ignoring social media deliberately, there was always something, but the moment Instagram loaded, you realised apparently you'd missed quite a lot.

Your notifications were ridiculous, you frowned, "What the hell?"

You started scrolling, Alexia's name appeared everywhere, clips, articles, posts, people asking if she was okay, what had happened, analysing the moment she'd run off the pitch during the Spain match.

You frowned harder, "Alexia..."

Olivia looked up immediately, "Ale?"

"No, baby. She's upstairs."

You clicked onto one of the videos, there she was, Alexia sat in front of a Barcelona media backdrop, still in training gear, answering questions.

You turned the volume up.

The interviewer smiled politely, "Obviously there was some concern after the international break when you were taken off so early and immediately left the pitch. Can you tell us what happened?"

Alexia's expression softened, "Yeah." She nodded, "Everything is okay." The interviewer waited, Alexia smiled slightly, "My daughter was rushed to hospital."

"But she's okay now," Alexia continued quickly, "Everything is fine. She's home now."

The interviewer visibly relaxed, "That's good to hear."

"Yeah." Alexia nodded, "She's very good." There was a tiny smile on her face, "Very, very good."

You paused the video, you stared at the screen. My daughter.

It shouldn't have surprised you, you'd heard Alexia refer to Olivia that before, but seeing her say it publicly was different. There was no hesitation.

You looked down at Olivia. She was completely oblivious, sitting amongst her blocks and attempting to put one inside another despite the fact they clearly didn't fit.

You smiled faintly, then your eyes returned to your phone, the internet had apparently gone insane over it. You scrolled through the comments, people were mostly relieved it was something with Alexia, some were asking what happened.

Then you saw the next wave, people had noticed Alexia saying my daughter, your smile faded slightly, because apparently so had everyone else.

You scrolled.

WAIT, HER DAUGHTER?

Since when does Alexia have a kid?

Did I miss something??

WHO IS THIS CHILD?

Your eyebrows climbed, "Oh, brilliant."

Olivia looked up again, you looked at her, she smiled, you couldn't help smiling back.

"Yeah." You locked your phone, "Apparently the internet has discovered you exist."

Olivia blinked.

You laughed quietly, "Not that you care."

She immediately went back to her blocks, you watched her for a moment, then your gaze drifted towards the stairs, Alexia had been so matter of fact about it.

Despite the chaos it would probably cause online, despite the questions and speculation that were inevitably coming something warm settled in your chest. Because you'd spent so long worrying about whether you were somehow taking Sofia and Marta's place.

Whether loving Olivia too much was somehow an act of betrayal, but Alexia didn't seem to think loving her like her own needed an explanation or guilt attached. Maybe you were finally beginning to understand that.

The first notification had barely registered before another appeared beneath it, then another and another.

You frowned at your phone, thumb hovering over the screen as you watched the number beside the little heart climb.

It wasn't even anything particularly unusual at first, a few new followers, a couple of likes on old photographs, then suddenly there were dozens.

You refreshed and even more, "What the hell?"

You opened your notifications and immediately understood absolutely nothing.

There were names you'd never seen before, accounts with Barcelona profile pictures, with Alexia's face plastered across their feeds. People liking photographs you'd posted years ago, one person had apparently gone back far enough to like a photograph of you holding a coffee that you'd posted when you'd been twenty two.

You stared at it, "How have you even gone that far back?"

You clicked onto your profile, your stomach dropped your follower count was climbing in real time.

You immediately went into your settings, switched your account to a private account, then you went through your followers one by one.

If you didn't recognise them, they were gone, there were people you'd never heard of who had somehow managed to follow you within the last half hour.

Some had Alexia in their usernames, some had entire accounts dedicated to her, you didn't know how they'd found you, you didn't particularly want to know. You were halfway through removing another account when you suddenly stopped.

Your eyes flicked towards Olivia, she was sitting on the floor, completely oblivious to the fact that her existence had apparently become a topic of conversation online.

Your stomach twisted, you went back through your own Instagram, you hadn't thought about it before, not really.

There were photographs of you, friends, holidays, family, food and the occasional stupid selfie, but there wasn't a single photograph of Olivia not one and suddenly you were incredibly grateful for that.

You hadn't deliberately kept her off social media because you'd expected this. You'd simply never wanted to put her online, she was too little, too young to understand what it meant to have strangers looking at her, talking about her, deciding things about he and now, looking at the sudden interest in your account, you were even more certain.

You didn't care whether people knew who you were, they could find your selfies, they could scroll through your holiday pictures.

They could speculate about you and Alexia until the end of time, but Olivia? No, absolutely not.

You locked your phone and placed it face down beside you, Olivia immediately crawled over, pulling herself upright against your knees.

"Mama."

You looked down, "Hi, baby."

She reached for you, you scooped her up automatically, settling her against your chest, her little arms wrapped around your neck.

You kissed the side of her head, you could hear Alexia somewhere upstairs, moving around, completely unaware that her innocent little comment in an interview had apparently sent a portion of the internet hunting for you.

You sighed, "Your Ale has caused me a bit of a problem." Olivia rested her cheek against you, "Don't worry." You kissed her hair again, "Mama's got you."

And that, more than anything, was why you were grateful there wasn't a single photograph of her sitting on your Instagram.

People could find you, they could gossip, work out that you lived with Alexia. They could decide whatever they wanted about your relationship, but they didn't get her.

Olivia deserved at least one part of her life that belonged entirely to her and you intended to keep it that way.

You looked down at her, an idea slowly taking shape, your eyes narrowed, then you smiled, "Mama has a plan, Olivia."

Olivia stared up at you with absolutely no indication she understood a word you'd said.

"Yes." You nodded seriously, "A very good plan." She grabbed your nose, "Ouch."

She giggled.

You kissed her palm, "Your other mama is going to have to help me with this one."

The plan, admittedly, wasn't particularly complicated, you were going to teach Olivia to call Alexia Mami, not because you needed to prove anything, or because you were trying to manufacture some perfect little family image for the people currently invading your Instagram.

But because, somewhere along the way, you'd realised something, Alexia deserved a name too and apparently, you'd been beaten to the thought.

A few days earlier, Eli happened to pop round while Alexia was at training. You were sitting on the kitchen floor with Olivia between your legs, attempting to convince her that the wooden spoon was not, in fact, a suitable instrument for drumming against the cupboards when Eli wandered in carrying a bag of groceries.

"Hola, princesa."

Olivia immediately looked towards her, "Hi."

Eli's face softened, "She's getting so big."

You smiled, reaching around Olivia to stop her from attempting to eat the corner of a wooden block, "Don't remind me."

Eli laughed, settling herself onto the kitchen floor beside you, for a while, you just chatted about nothing particularly important. Alexia's training, what you were doing for dinner, Olivia's latest obsession with throwing absolutely everything she could get her hands on across the room.

Then, somewhere in the middle of it, you said something about how Olivia had started saying more words and Eli pondered about if Olivia would always call Alexia Ale or whether she'd call her mami one day. Alexia had apparently thought the same according to Eli not that she'd ever said anything to you.

The plan turned out to be much easier in theory than it was in practice, because apparently teaching a toddler a new name was considerably more difficult when the toddler in question had already decided that one particular person was called Ale and therefore that was the end of the discussion.

You started with the easiest possible place, Alexia's house was full of her. Not in an obnoxious way, despite what you might have expected from someone who had spent years being told she was very important.

There were photographs everywhere, family photographs, football photographs, framed pictures from Barcelona celebrations, time with Spain international duties and a few old photographs of Alexia with Alba and Eli.

You carried Olivia around on your hip, wandering through the downstairs hallway while she looked around with the sort of distracted curiosity toddlers seemed to possess.

You stopped beside one of the photographs, Alexia was younger in it, standing in a Barcelona shirt with a medal around her neck, grinning broadly at the camera.

You pointed, "Who's that?"

Olivia immediately looked at the photograph, "Ale."

You nodded enthusiastically, "Yes."

You pointed again, "Mami." Olivia looked at you, you pointed at Alexia, "Mami Ale."

She stared at the photograph, then at you, then back at the photograph, you waited, "...Ale."

You sighed, "Right. We're going to have to work on this."

Olivia giggled, you kissed her cheek.

"That's Mami Ale."

"Ale."

"Yes, but Mami Ale."

She seemed satisfied with this arrangement, you carried her further down the hallway to another photograph, Alexia with the Champions League trophy.

You pointed again, "Who's that?"

"Ale."

"Mami Ale."

"Ale."

"Yes." You nodded, choosing not to be defeated, "Mami Ale."

Olivia grabbed your chin and turned your face towards her, you stared at her she stared back, shen she burst into giggles.

"You're not taking this seriously." More giggling, "Come on."

You turned her back towards the photograph.

"Mami."

"Ale."

"Mami."

"Ale."

You narrowed your eyes, "You are doing this deliberately."

She slapped both hands against your cheeks.

You laughed despite yourself, "Okay. Fine." You kissed her forehead.

You carried her into the living room, there was another photograph on the sideboard, this one of Alexia and Alba as children, Alexia's father standing behind them with both girls tucked against his sides.

You pointed at Alexia, "Mami."

Olivia looked, then pointed at Alba, "Abba."

You immediately looked down at her, "Oh, so you can distinguish people when you want to?"

Olivia grinned, you pointed back at Alexia, "Mami."

"Ale."

"Yes, Ale is Mami."

Olivia seemed to think about it, then, very carefully, "Mami."

You froze, your eyebrows lifted, "What?"

Olivia pointed at the photograph again, "Mami."

Your entire face broke into a smile, "Yes!" You bounced her slightly on your hip, earning a delighted squeal, "That's Mami!" You kissed both her cheeks rapidly, "Mami Ale."

"Mami."

"Yes!" You were far too pleased with yourself, you carried her through to another photograph, pointing at Alexia again, "Who's that?"

Olivia looked, "Mami."

You actually gasped, "Oh my God."

Olivia giggled.

"Mami Ale."

"Mami Ale," she repeated, slightly less confidently.

You grinned, "You're so clever."

And then, because you were apparently now committed to this particular educational endeavour, you spent the next ten minutes walking around Alexia's house pointing at every photograph you could find.

Alexia in a Spain shirt, "Mami Ale." Alexia holding a trophy, "Mami Ale." Alexia beside Eli, "Mami."

You pointed at Eli, "Who's that?"

"Eli." Olivia giggled, you found another photograph of Alexia with Alba, "Mami."

"And?"

"Abba."

"Very good."

You kissed her temple, there was something strangely emotional about hearing it, you hadn't expected that, you'd thought this was going to be funny, a little game.

Something you could teach Olivia because you wanted her to have another name for Alexia, because Ale had always been something she'd picked up from hearing everyone around her.

But now you were standing in Alexia's living room with Olivia against your chest, hearing her say Mami while looking at photographs of the woman who had somehow become one of the most important people in both your lives.

Your smile softened, "She'll like that." Olivia rested her cheek against your shoulder, you rubbed her back, "She'll be very pleased with you." You glanced down at her, "And don't tell her I taught you, okay?"

You carried her back towards the kitchen, then stopped halfway there, one final photograph caught your eye.

Alexia standing on the pitch, Olivia in her arms, smiling at the camera as you were mid kissing Olivia's cheek, you looked at it for a moment, then down at Olivia, "Who's that?"

Olivia turned her head, her little finger pointed, "Mami." it moved to you, "Mama" then she pointed at herself, "Livia"

You smiled, "Yeah." Your thumb brushed over her cheek, "That's us. That's our family" And somehow, saying it aloud felt completely natural.

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You walked into the room just as Alexia was staring down at her phone with the most confused expression you'd seen on her face all day.

You stopped, "What’s that face for?"

Alexia glanced up, "Oh." She looked back at her phone, "Jenni text before she was getting on her flight to Barca. Her hotel cancelled." She frowned at the screen again, "I'm trying to find her one for when she lands."

You wandered over to the fridge, pulling it open and grabbing yourself a drink, "Did you not think to offer her one of your many guest rooms?"

Alexia's eyes lifted towards you, there was the tiniest hesitation, "I thought that would be a bit weird."

You shut the fridge and took a sip, "If you say so."

Alexia watched you as you wandered towards the back doors, you could practically feel the question following you. You didn't turn around, you stepped outside instead, settling yourself near the pool while you drank.

It wasn't as though you were bothered, Jenni was Alexia's friend, a close friend, and you'd already had this conversation with yourself enough times to know that you weren't going to become one of those people who decided their partner wasn't allowed to have friends simply because they'd once slept with them.

Besides, you'd met Jenni, she was lovely, you had no reason to distrust her and yet you couldn't deny there was something mildly strange about the thought of Alexia's ex staying in the house.

Especially after all the stupid insecurities you'd spent the previous weeks working through. You'd only just started getting comfortable with the fact that Alexia actually wanted you even if you weren't particularly keen on having your brain reminded that Alexia had once wanted someone else too.

You took another drink, a few minutes passed, then "Y/N?" You glanced over your shoulder, Alexia was standing in the open doorway, "You wouldn't mind?"

You stared at her, "Not my house, Alexia."

Her eyebrows lifted, "Wasn't my question."

You sighed, turning around properly, Alexia remained leaning against the doorframe, watching you carefully. You knew that look, she wasn't asking because she needed permission to invite her friend into her own home.

She was asking because she wanted to know if you were okay with it.

You softened, you looked back towards the pool for a second before meeting her eyes again, "Of course not." Alexia waited, "She's your friend."

Something in her expression shifted, the tension she'd been carrying in her shoulders seemed to ease, "Okay."

You raised your eyebrows as Alexia stared at you, then she laughed, Alexia's grin grew before she pushed herself away from the doorframe, "I'll tell her."

"Tell her what?"

"That you're very generous."

You narrowed your eyes, "Alexia."

She was already walking backwards towards the house, "Very welcoming."

"Alexia."

"Very secure in our relationship." You stared, she smiled, "Very mature."

"Go get the guest room ready."

Alexia laughed as she disappeared inside, you shook your head, taking another sip of your drink.

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By the time Alexia arrived back with Jenni, Olivia was finally asleep. You'd managed the bath, the pyjamas, the story she'd insisted on hearing twice, and the usual negotiation over why she couldn't possibly need another drink of water.

Eventually, she'd surrendered, you'd closed the nursery door quietly behind you and made your way downstairs, settling onto the sofa with your phone while you waited.

The front door eventually opened, you looked up as Alexia came through first, Jenni following behind her with an overnight bag slung over her shoulder.

Jenni spotted you almost immediately, "Hi." Her face broke into a smile as she walked over, "It's good to see you again."

You stood, returning the hug she gave you, "You too."

Jenni pulled back, glancing around, "Where's my little friend?"

"She's in bed."

You'd barely finished speaking when a small, unmistakably unhappy noise came from upstairs.

You paused, Alexia stopped halfway through taking her jacket off, "Mama!" You slowly looked towards the ceiling, another whinge, "Mama!"

You looked at Jenni and smiled, "Speak of the devil."

Jenni laughed, as you headed upstairs, hearing Alexia and Jenni talking behind you as you went.

Olivia was standing in her cot looking thoroughly offended by the concept of being left alone, "What's wrong, baby?"

"Mama."

"Yeah, I'm here."

You scooped her up, she immediately curled into you, arms around your neck, her cheek pressed against your shoulder.

You frowned when you felt the warmth of her skin, "You're a little warm." Olivia whined softly, "It's okay."

You kissed her forehead, carrying her downstairs, as you reached the bottom, you could hear Alexia in the kitchen.

"You want something to eat?"

"Please, anything will do, I'm starving."

"I can make you a sandwich."

"You're very domestic now."

"Shut up."

You smiled faintly as you rounded the corner, Alexia was standing at the counter making Jenni a sandwich, while Jenni sat on one of the stools with a glass of water in front of her.

Alexia looked over, then her eyes immediately went to Olivia, "She's up?"

You nodded, "Apparently she wasn't finished with us." You shifted Olivia higher on your hip, "Look who's here?"

Olivia lifted her head, her sleepy eyes landed on Jenni, for a second, she simply stared, then her face brightened, "Nini."

Jenni's entire expression softened, she pushed herself off the stool and moved closer, "Hi, Olivia." Olivia sat up properly, "Did you wake up?"

Instead of answering, Olivia reached both arms towards her, Jenni visibly froze for half a second. She looked at you, you smiled leaning forward, "Go on."

Jenni's face broke into the biggest smile as she carefully took Olivia from you, Olivia immediately wrapped both arms around her neck. Jenni's expression changed completely.

"Ah." You smiled, "Nice hug Olivia." Olivia squeezed tighter, you rubbed your hand on her back,, "Are you hugging your Nini?"

Jenni gave a tiny laugh that sounded suspiciously emotional, "Oh, Olivia." She rocked gently from side to side, "You're going to make me cry."

You laughed quietly, "She's very affectionate when she likes someone."

Jenni looked at you over Olivia's shoulder, "She likes me?"

You gave her a look, "She's voluntarily hugged you."

Jenni's eyes widened slightly, "Is that quite a big deal then?"

"Massive."

Alexia had gone suspiciously quiet, you glanced over. She was standing behind the counter with the sandwich knife still in her hand, watching the two of them. There was something soft about her expression, something almost unbearably fond.

Jenni looked down at Olivia, "Hi, little one."

Olivia lifted her head, "Nini."

"Yeah." Jenni kissed her cheek, "Jenni." Olivia giggled, Jenni looked delighted, "You remember me." Jenni laughed, "Do I get to keep her?She gives the best hugs!"

"No." Olivia tightened her arms around Jenni "She may have other thoughts on that though?

Jenni grinned, "I think she has chosen."

Alexia finally spoke, "She does this. She sees someone she likes and immediately decides they belong to her."

You glanced at Olivia, who was now happily playing with a strand of Jenni's hair, "That's ironic coming from you."

Alexia's eyebrows lifted, "What?"

You smiled innocently, "Nothing."

Jenni looked between you both, clearly sensing something she wasn't going to question.

Instead, she looked down at Olivia, "Are you feeling okay, princesa?"

Olivia rested her cheek against her shoulder, you frowned slightly. "She's a bit warm."

Alexia's expression immediately changed, "Warm?"

"Not much. I'll take her temperature."

Jenni immediately shifted Olivia carefully towards you, "Here."

Olivia grinned the moment she realised she was being transferred, "Mama!"

You laughed softly, "Apparently I'm still her favourite."

Jenni looked genuinely offended, "For now, I brought presents, i plan to bribe"

You took Olivia back, settling her against your chest, she immediately buried her face into your neck, you kissed the top of her head, "Let's check you over, little monkey."

Alexia stepped closer, her hand briefly finding the back of Olivia's head, "She seems okay."

"Yeah. Probably just tired or teething"

Jenni watched you both for a moment, then her smile softened, Alexia looked at her.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"That's definitely not nothing."

Jenni shook her head, "Just..." She glanced between you and Alexia, then down at Olivia, "It's nice."

Alexia looked at her, "What is?"

Jenni smiled, "This." She gestured vaguely at all three of you, "You guys."

Jenni eventually settled onto the sofa with Olivia perched beside her, Olivia, meanwhile, had discovered something considerably more interesting than whatever was playing on the television.

Jenni's sandwich, she watched with intense concentration as Jenni took another bite, her little eyes followed the sandwich from plate to mouth, then back again.

Jenni took another bite, Olivia leaned forward and her mouth opened.

You immediately spotted it, "Olivia." She froze, you pointed at her, "That's Jenni's."

Olivia stared at you, then at the sandwich, then very deliberately opened her mouth again.

You sighed, "Absolutely not."

Jenni started laughing, "She's hungry."

"She's had her dinner before bed, she's being greedy" you laughed

Olivia remained perfectly still, mouth open, staring at Jenni as if she'd been personally informed that sharing was a fundamental human right.

Jenni looked down at her, "You want some?"

You immediately shook your head, "Jenni."

"It's fine."

"She'll eat the entire thing."

Jenni smiled, "Then she'll eat the entire thing." She tore off the tiniest piece from the edge of her sandwich and held it out.

Olivia's mouth immediately closed around it, she chewed her eyes widened, then she hummed a very deliberate, approving little, "Mmm."

Jenni and you laughed when you looked at each other, Olivia immediately lifted her hand. Jenni frowned, "What?" She waved her fingers at Jenni then pointed at the sandwich.

Olivia gave a tiny impatient whine, Jenni's grin widened.

"Olivia." The toddler looked at you and you gave her your sternest expression, "That's Jenni's."

Olivia stared back, then turned her head towards Jenni pointing at the sandwich, "Mmm."

Jenni burst out laughing, you dropped your head back against the sofa, "Don't encourage her."

"I can't help it." Jenni tore off another little piece, Olivia immediately opened her mouth.

"You're making a rod for your own back."

Jenni placed it carefully into her mouth, Olivia chewed happily, then patted Jenni's leg, "More pease."

You blinked, Jenni blinked, then Jenni looked at you, "Did she just—"

"Yep."

"She said more please?"

"Yep."

Jenni's face lit up, "Oh my God. How can I say no to that?"

"Don't look so proud. She's stealing your sandwich."

Jenni looked down at Olivia, who was already staring expectantly at the remaining half, "She can have some."

"She's going to remember this forever."

"Good." Jenni tore another piece, "She can always come to auntie Jenni"

Olivia leaned forward before Jenni had even brought it towards her, you laughed despite yourself.

Alexia appeared in the kitchen doorway just in time to witness Jenni feeding her sandwich to the toddler. She stopped looked at Jenni then at Olivia, then looked at you, "What are you doing?"

You pointed at them, "They're sharing Jenni's sandwich"

Alexia's eyebrows shot up, Jenni laughed, "She asked nicely."

Alexia's lips twitched as Olivia spotted her, "Ale!"

Alexia immediately softened, "Hola, princesa."

Olivia pointed at Jenni's sandwich, "Mmm."

Alexia looked at Jenni laughing, Jenni held up the sandwich, "Apparently she likes it."

Alexia shook her head, smiling, "Of course she does."

Olivia immediately reached for Jenni again, "More pease nini."

You stared at her, "You're unbelievable."

Jenni was laughing so hard she nearly dropped the sandwich, "She really does know what she wants."

"Of course she manages to string a sentence together to ask for food" Alexia wandered over and dropped onto the sofa beside you, her shoulder nudging yours, "She gets that from you."

Olivia, meanwhile, was still staring at Jenni's sandwich, Jenni held up another tiny piece, "Last one."

Olivia opened her mouth, you sighed, "She's going to have you wrapped around her little finger."

Jenni smiled as Olivia happily accepted the piece, "Already am." "Come on, monkey, it's way past your bedtime now," you spoke, glancing at the clock.

Olivia immediately looked towards you with the sort of expression that suggested she'd been perfectly happy to remain awake for several more hours.

Jenni laughed, she looked down at the toddler beside her, "Shall Nini take you to bed?"

Olivia nodded, Jenni grinned as she got to her feet, holding her hands out.

"Come on then."

Olivia shimmied herself towards the edge of the sofa, Jenni immediately put a hand out, ready in case she lost her balance when she stood.

Olivia wobbled, recovered, then looked up at Jenni, her little hand reached for her Jenni's index finger, and Olivia's tiny hand wrapped around it.

You watched as they started towards the stairs, "Na-night, Olivia," you called, giggling.

Olivia turned her head as she walked, babbling something that was presumably her attempt at saying goodnight. Then, at the very end, came "Mama."

You smiled, Alexia, still sitting beside you, immediately blew her a kiss, Olivia stopped, she looked at Alexia, then she lifted her tiny hand and blew one back.

Alexia's entire face softened, Olivia babbled again, before adding something else to her farewell again "Mami."

You felt your heart squeeze, Alexia went completely still beside you, Jenni, already halfway towards the stairs, glanced back with a grin.

You watched her carefully guide Olivia towards the first step, one hand hovering near her back while Olivia concentrated fiercely on getting her little feet up each one.

Your hand slipped instinctively into Alexia's, her fingers immediately curled around yours, "She called me Mami," Alexia said softly.

You looked at her, "She sure did."

Alexia's gaze stayed fixed on the stairs, there was something almost disbelieving about her expression like she hadn't expected the word to affect her quite as much as it had.

You squeezed her hand, "I wonder if she'll let Mama and Mami have a lie in tomorrow."

Alexia finally looked at you.

You smiled, "And shout for Auntie Nini in the morning."

Alexia's mouth curved, "Don't count on it."

You laughed quietly, she leaned towards you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, when she pulled away, she didn't quite move far enough.

"But..." You waited. "I spoke to my mami today." You hummed, wondering where this was going, Alexia's thumb brushed across the back of your hand. "She said she would happily have Olivia if Mama and Mami wanted to go on a little holiday without Olivia."

You blinked, "A holiday?"

Alexia nodded, "Just us."

Your eyebrows climbed, "... without Olivia?"

"Yes."

"You mean the child who currently requires an entire team of adults to convince her that bedtime exists?"

Alexia laughed, "That one."

You stared towards the staircase, Jenni had disappeared upstairs with Olivia now, presumably beginning the world's longest bedtime routine. Then you looked back at Alexia, "You're suggesting we leave her?"

"With my mami."

"Your mami."

"Who loves her."

"Very much."

"Who would spoil her."

"Terribly."

Alexia nodded, "Exactly."

You narrowed your eyes, "And where exactly would we be going?"

Alexia's smile became suspiciously slow, "I don't know."

"Oh, you absolutely do."

"Maybe."

"Alexia."

She squeezed your hand, "Somewhere with a hotel."

You laughed, "That's incredibly specific."

"Somewhere with a bed."

Your eyebrows lifted, "Even more specific." Alexia's eyes flicked briefly towards your mouth which you caught, "You're not very subtle."

"I don't need to be."

You shook your head, trying not to smile, "You're suggesting a holiday because your mami offered to babysit."

"Yes."

"Not because you're trying to get me alone in a hotel room."

Alexia paused, you stared at her, she stared back, "...Both can be true."

You burst out laughing, leaning your head against her shoulder, "You're ridiculous."

Alexia rested her cheek briefly against your hair, "And you're considering it."

You lifted your head, "I haven't said that."

"You didn't say no."

"That's because I'm still processing the fact you apparently want to take me on holiday."

Alexia's smile softened, "I do." Something about the simple way she said it made the teasing disappear for a second. Alexia's fingers remained intertwined with yours, "I'd like that," she admitted quietly, "Just you and me. Somewhere nobody needs anything from us."

Your chest warmed, "That sounds..." You hesitated, "Really nice."

Her smile returned, "Yeah?"

You nodded, "Yeah."

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