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**Carina's POV**

We got a video doorbell.

"Do you think we should tell Andrew?" I ask her as we're getting ready for work

"No. I don't think he needs to know"

"Maya, we both have hard jobs, they call for us in the middle of the night. Sometimes we even have to be there for days on end. The few times I have left you alone did not end well."

"What about Andy and Meredith?"

"Yes, they can, but we still need more people"

"Why? And why him?"

"You don't like being alone when you're little, when you're not crying you're starting fire."

"And he's my brother Mai, he's gonna have to find out eventually"

"Eventually, not now. I love you, see you later" she says walking out the door.

"I love you too!" I call out the door.

This was going to be hard.

*1234567*
About a week later i'm called out to the hospital with little Maya still being little.

I text Andy

C- Hey, I'm being called in and Maya's little. Can you come over and watch her?
A- canr i drunl (can't i'm drunk)

Well that eliminates Andy.
Meredith better not be drunk

C- Are you drunk?
M- No, I'm in surgery. Why?
C- Never mind,

This is not good. Either I leave Maya alone or... I call Andrew.

He is not going to understand and I don't have time to give the encyclopedic explanation that he would want.

I call him

"Are you drunk or in surgery?"

"I'm in my car leaving the hospital. Why?"

"Ok, can you come over to me and Maya's place?"

"Yeah, i'll be there in 5. Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, just wondering"

"Ok, see you soon"

I grab everything I need, and clip Maya's pacifier to her shirt.

I look around for Leo and find him tangled in a blanket.

I brush her hair out of her eyes

"I have to go to work okay? Andrew is going to watch you. He'll be here in a second"

We play with spaceships until he knocks on the door.

Ok, I need to be quick about this so I don't have to explain much, but explain enough so he gets that he needs to stay.

I grab my stuff, kiss Maya goodbye, and open the door.

"Ok, don't freak out because I have to go to work."

"Carina, this is weird, you call me over and ask me if i'm drunk then tell me not to freak out. Carina, what's going on?"

"I need you to watch Maya, I'll be back in the morning. When I say watch I actually mean watch"
I say quickly pulling him in the house and leaving.

**Andrew's POV**
Why am I supposed to watch Maya? Isn't she an adult? I continue past the doorway and see Maya in the living room playing with spaceships.

I ponder what Carina meant when I do a double take, Spaceships? As in children's toys? Why is Maya playing with kid's toys?

"What are you doing Maya?"

"Playing with spaceships. Do you want to play?"

"Why, are you playing with spaceships?" I ask exasperatedly

"You're silly, because I like them"

"Maya, you're an adult not a kid."

"Ok, I still like spaceships though."

"You want me to play?" I comply

"Yes!"

"Ok, kid"

"How do you play this game?"

*1234567*

"I'm hungry"

"Ok, what do you want to eat?"

At this point I have acclimated to taking care of Maya.

"Pears"

"Ok, let's go grab some"

I get up to go to the kitchen but realise she isn't following me.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Up"

"Up?"

"Up!" she reaches out her arms. Ohhh she wanted to be picked up.

"How about a piggy back ride?"

"Ok"

I bend back over and she clambors onto my back.

I walk us over to the kitchen and set her down on the counter.

I grab a pear from the fridge and a knife from the drawer.

As I start cutting Maya tries to grab a slice while I'm still cutting.

"Hey! No putting your hands near the knife. That's not safe"

"Ok"

She waits until I'm done to start grabbing at the slices.

When we go back to playing I notice her eyes drooping. By now, it's late.

"Tired?"

"No"

After some convincing I get her on my back and in bed.

I see her reaching her hand towards her mouth

"Hands out of mouth"

I nudge her hand towards her pacifier and she puts it in her mouth and immediately passes out.

I sit on the couch and think for a little, then go to sleep.

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