A Place To Call My Home (Cara/Courtney/Randy)

Cara sighed softly as she weakly pushed herself around the blurry room in her wheelchair. Her MS hasd relapsed again and her vision was only getting worse as she days went on. She'd heard someone was coming by that day to see her. There was a possibility that she could have a home again. She and acob would have a place to stay. There'd be someone to help her raise her son. Maybe she'd finally find love.

Courtney walked into the hospital and looked around before she went up to the desk.

"Um I'm here to get a sixteen year old girl." Courtney said.

Cara looked up, she could see someone's figure at the desk, but nothing else.

"Her name miss?" the receptionist asked.

"Um Cara Mosley." Courtney said.

"Room 745," the receptionist said.

Courtney nodded then walked to the room and knocked before she went in.

"Come in," Cara said softly.

Courtney walked in then smiled.

"Hey." Courtney said.

"Hi," Cara nearly whispered.

"I'm Courtney, you must be Cara." Courtney said.

Cara nodded. "Yeah," Cara said.

"I'm going to be taking you home to live with my husband, kids, and I." Courtney said.

"What about my son?" Cara asked.

"He's coming too." Courtney said.

Cara nodded. "Okay," Cara said.

"What's your son's name?" Courtney asked.

"Jacob," Cara said.

"Aww my son's name is Jake." Courtney said.

Cara chuckled. "I call Jacob that from time to time," Cara smiled.

"Well hopefully no one gets confused." Courtney said with a chuckle.

Cara nodded.

"Ready to go?" Courtney asked.

Cara nodded. "Jacob is in the nursery," Cara said.

"I'll get him." Courtney said.

"Thank you," Cara said.