"Alex. Jax. Can you come outside? We have two women for you here", Sam yells from the living room. Why? Why are there two women for us? I start to panic, where is Ash when I need her?

Okay, calm down. Breathe in, breathe out.

"Jax? Alex?"

"Yeah, I'm coming", I yell back.

I walk outside. There are two women sitting with their back to Jax and me. They remind me of Ash and Ali, but why should they be here? They go to France for the World Cup in five days.

"These women are looking to adopt you and Jax. So behave", Sam says in my ear.

To Jax, she does the same. Jax and I look at each other and I grab his hand.

"Let's do this, little sister."

"I am only five minutes younger, ass." I laugh.

He always teases me because I'm a few minutes younger. We are twins.

But what will happen when they adopt us? Do we have to move, or can we live here? Would we ever see Ali and Ash again? Breath in, breath out. Repeat.

"Hi, Baby Kriegs. Hi, Jax."

I'm shocked. The two women are standing behind us.

"Ash? Ali?"

'What are you doing here?'

"We were looking for the twins that are here with their foster parents, we would love to adopt them. Do you know where they are?" Ash is joking, I'm sure.

"Okay Ash, stop joking, why are you here?" I say annoyed, she isn't funny at the moment.

"We were here to speak to your foster parents and sign some papers. If you want to only", Ali replies.

"Which papers?" Jax says.

"Your adoption papers", Ash replies casually, like it's nothing.

"What?", I scream.

"Do you want us to be your moms?"

The only thing I can do is jump is Ash' arms and cry. I never had a mood change so fast.

"Are you freaking serious?"

"Yes, Al, we are."

"Thank you, thank you so fucking much", says Jax, crying. I only have seen Jax crying at mom's funeral, but by now he is crying in Ali's arms.

After a few minutes of crying, all four of us, we have some serious stuff to do. The packing, the last names, traveling stuff, stuff for the USWNT etc.

"Jax, Alex, uhm..., do you want your old last name, or Harris, or Krieger. You can choose, we don't care."

"I really want another last name, when I say my full name with my last name, it remembers me too much of our mother", says Jax.

"Same for me. Jax, Harris or Krieger?", I reply.

"Let's do Harris then, for as you two get married and Ali gets Ashlyn's last name." He adds a wink, Ash and Ali are blushing, I am laughing.

"Okay, hi Alex Harris, hi Jax Harris. You have to be my son and daughter", says Ash. "Yeah, we are your children, forever. So don't leave, ever."

"Wasn't planning on it", is the reply we get from Ash and Ali.

A short(er) chapter, but I thought this would be a nice ending for this chapter. Sorry, not sorry.