Sharon pauses in the hallway with the laundry basked as she hears a knock on the door. She bends her wrist to look at her watch before tilting her head as she sets the basket down and heads for the door. She'd sent Andy to go to the store earlier while she kept up on the laundry. They were expecting the boys over the next evening for their first sleepover in the new house and needed to get on top of the mess that seemed to have lingered since they'd moved in.

Sharon looks through the peephole and her brow furrows before she opens the door to her daughter on the other side. Emily pushes her sunglasses up on her head and grins at her mother as she rests her hand on the handle for her suitcase.

"Surprise!"

"Emily!" Sharon exclaims before wrapping her arms around her daughter, "What are you doing here?"

"Surprising you," Emily says as she wraps her arms around her mother, hugging her tight, "I had a free weekend so I thought I'd come visit."

"It's so good to see you," Sharon murmurs before letting Emily go. She steps back to let her daughter into the house, taking her bag from her.

"This house is amazing," Emily comments as she kicks off her flats inside the doorway, setting her sunglasses and purse down on the table, "I love it."

"It took us a while to find it, but it's perfect," Sharon says as she sets Emily's bag down by the stairs, "Let me finish switching the laundry and I can show you around."

"Sure, um bathroom?" Emily asks.

"Just around the corner in the kitchen," Sharon points before picking up the laundry basket and finishing the task she had been working on. She closes the door to the laundry room before going in search of Emily, finding her daughter standing in the kitchen and looking out the sliding glass door.

"The view is beautiful," Emily compliments.

"The sunrises are amazing," Sharon comments, wrapping her arm around Emily's before walking her through the house. They grab her bag on the way upstairs and Sharon sets it down on the bed in the guest room, "Bathroom is right across the hall and our room is next door."

"It's nice," Emily smiles, sitting down on the edge of the bed, "It's a lot of space for just you and Andy though, isn't it?"

"Well it's not just us. There's all of you guys to think of. I've got you and your brothers. Andy has Nicole and the boys. I don't want to move again in a few years because we've already run out of space. This is your home too, no matter what," Sharon smiles, leaning against the footboard of the bed, "So what brings you all the way home? Not that I'm complaining but you've hardly been a weekend traveller the last few years."

"I just…" Emily takes a deep breath, "There's some stuff I need to talk to you about and I wanted to do it in person. Not just over Skype."

"Sounds serious," Sharon says, a tinge of worry working its way into her tone. Emily nods as she fidgets with her hands, "Are you okay?"

"It is serious," Emily agrees, looking up at her mother a wry smile on her lips, "But it's more like adult topic stuff, don't worry I'm not dying or anything."

"Why don't I whip us up some lunch and maybe we can talk for a bit?" Sharon suggests. Emily nods and stands up, brushing out the skirt of her sundress as she follows her mother downstairs. She grabs a folder from her purse and puts it on the breakfast bar before taking a seat. Sharon opens the fridge and cocks her hip as she peruses the contents, "We don't have too much at the moment, Andy is at the store…but I have some left over salmon and rice?"

"Sure," Emily nods, resting her arms on the counter top. Sharon starts pulling out containers of left overs before getting down some plates as well, "How is everything going with Andy?"

"Good," Sharon smiles as she puts the containers in the microwave, "Things are finally settling down after the whole heart thing and then buying the house…The boys are coming over for a sleepover tomorrow night and we're planning on having a bit of a housewarming in a couple weeks. I finally feel…"

"Happy?"

"I've always been happy," Sharon replies as she leans against the stove, "Content maybe? Serene? I'm just…glad things are settling."

"You deserve it, Mom," Emily says with a smile, "Nicole's kids are coming over tomorrow?"

"Mmhm, first sleepover in the new house, Nicole and Dean have tickets to a show so Andy promised pool time and a bonfire. They'll be excited to see you're here," Sharon says as she makes them plates, "They loved meeting you at Christmas."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah, professional ballerina. They were enamored," Sharon smiles carries their plates over to the small dining table set up in the kitchen. Emily grabs her folder and brings it over with her, setting it down next to her place setting.

"Water?"

"Yes please," Sharon nods as she sits down. Emily gets them both a glass of ice water before sitting down at the table and picking up her fork. She eats in silence for a few minutes, picking off chunks of fish and pairing them with scoops of rice. Sharon regards her daughter quietly as she eats herself, watching Emily steel herself up for their conversation. Emily stabs her fork into the last bite of food and chews it over before setting her fork down on her plate, "You going to tell me what's got you so in knots?"

"Well, I have good news, some maybe not so good news, and a question," Emily says after squaring her shoulders, looking across the table at her mother.

"Why don't we tackle them in that order then?" Sharon says softly. Emily threads her fingers in her lap and nods.

"I am going to move back to LA. I got offered a soloist slot with the LA Ballet, and Marnie from college just opened up a studio downtown. I told her I'd teach some classes for a while," Emily says with a soft smile, "My lease is up next month and my last show in New York is in two weeks, so I'm hoping to be out here by the end of the month."

"That's so great! I had no idea you were looking to move back out here," Sharon replies with a wide grin.

"I wasn't at first…the offer has been open for a while, but it finally seemed like a good time, and Marnie called me and it just kind of fell into place," Emily says with a wave of her hand.

"Still, it'll be great to have you close again and go to your shows more often," Sharon smiles, reaching over to squeeze her daughter's hand once she rests it on the table, "So what about the maybe not so good news?"

"The first year of my contract I'm just going to be working out with the line, getting to know the shows, kind of settling in…" Emily trails off.

"Because?"

"I'm pregnant." Sharon's eyes widen as she looks across the table at Emily. The girl takes a deep breath and sighs, finally resting her hands against her stomach with an apprehensive smile.

"You…you're," Sharon stutters a couple times before finally completing a sentence, "You're pregnant?"

"Mmhm," Emily nods, "A little over 12 weeks. There was a thing when we were on our tour in Europe, and when I found out I wanted to start getting things in order and make some changes. So here I am…"

"Wow," Sharon breathes, leaning back in her chair.

"Mmhm," Emily hums with another nod. The two sit in silence for a few moments before a small smile spreads over Sharon's face as she bridges her hands over her mouth and nose, tears starting to glisten in her eyes. She pulls her hands away after a moment and fans herself, trying not to cry.

"I'm going to have a grandbaby?" She asks with a thick voice. Emily nods as her smile widens. Sharon gets up from her seat and rounds the table, pulling her daughter up and wrapping her arms around her. She squeezes her tight and presses a kiss to her head as she rocks her back and forth, "Oh my god, my baby is going to have a baby."

"You're not mad?" Emily whispers as she holds her mom close. Sharon pulls back slightly, looking down at Emily as she brushes her hair away from her face.

"Of course not," Sharon shakes her head, "It's not like you're 16, Emily. You're an adult and you make your own decisions. I'm always going to be here to support you."

"I suppose that maybe leads into my question a bit…I was wondering if I could move in with you and Andy when I get out here. It wouldn't necessarily be permanent, just until…"

"Of course, of course," Sharon says, cutting Emily off and smiling at her, "I'll talk to Andy about it and I'm sure we can work something out."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," Sharon nods excitedly, squeezing Emily close again, "Oh my goodness this is so exciting."

"I'm glad you're happy," Emily says as she sways back and forth with her mother for a few moments.

"So what's in the folder?"

"Oh, pictures!" Emily says, pulling away from Sharon before opening the folder. She pulls out a long strip of black and white pictures and hands them to her mother, "These are just from yesterday."

"Oh my goodness!" Sharon says as she takes the ultrasound pictures, looking at the blurry images, "Look at that little nose and those legs."

"Hard to believe I was ever that tiny, hmm?" Emily grins as she moves around the counter and opens one of the drawers, pulling out a pair of scissors. She trims off one of the pictures before putting it up on the fridge with a smile, "There, perfect."

[TBC]