I knew it would be hard but I had no idea it would be this had part 49 FINALE!

"Thanks." Kyra said after Madison was out of earshot.

"No problem, I have a little sister too."

"Where is she?"

"Foster care, my mother....Stephanie, beat her. I haven't seen her in years."

"Is this why you want to go into foster care."

"No....me and sister never really got along anyways."

"I see...." Kyra said. "Well, I think they're done, Rebecca should be in here in a minute."

"Okay." Billy said.

"I'm going to get filled in on what just happened." Kyra said walking off.

"So its settled?" Rebecca asked getting up.

"Yeah." Everyone said.

"Rebecca?" Kyra asked.

"Yeah?"

"Billy, wants to talk to you."

"Yeah, I talked to Alex a few days ago."

"About what?"

"Nothing."

I walked into the kitchen and saw Billy with his head in his hands.

"Kiddo, I talked to Alex."

"I know, I heard you guys."

"So what are you gonna do?"

"Well, I want to live with her, but I know you would never hurt me."

"Well, neither will Alex, she's gotten help and its part of her parole and she'll lose her job if she does."

"But I don't want her job to be the only reason, because if she ever got off parole, she'd hit me really bad after all the anger built up."

"I don't know, she seems remorsefull."

"Its all coming to late." Billy said. "Would it be cool, if I stayed here?"

"Sure." I said.

Suddenly the phone rang.

"HE DID?!" I yelled over the phone. "RICHARD, GET DOWN HERE AND COME WITH MOMMY!"

I quickly arrived at the hosptial and found Wyatt sitting up in bed. He jumped out of bed.

"MOMMY!" He yelled.

"Sweetheart, lay back." I said.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Well, you hit your head and you've been in a coma about a month."

"So am I better?"

"Well, the doctor has to do some more tests, just to make sure but it looks like it." I said. "But I need to talk to you."

"What?" Wyatt asked.

"You know I'm sick, right?" I asked.

"Yeah?" Wyatt said in a question form.

"Well, how would you feel if Kyra watched you while I'm in the hospital?"

"Well, would you get better?"

"Yeah." I said.

"Then I'm okay with it."

"Okay." I said. "Now, the doctors say you can come home in a few hours so I'm going to go home and get your stuff ready, I'll be back, okay?"

"Okay." Wyatt said.

I got home and saw Kyra talking to Madison in her lap.

"Kyra?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"I need to talk to you."

"I heard, and I say no."

"Why?"

"I don't want the responsibilty."

"Neither did I, at first but I swear it'll make all the difference in your life."

"Yeah, and rob me off my teenage years...."

"Honey, you've got a daughter, the teenage years you had in mind went out the window a long time ago!" I said. "You've matured the most I have ever seen you mature in the last year, and I need someone to watch the kids while I can't be here, especially Wyatt, I have a feeling he'll be all over the place, he finally woke up today, I'll be home about once every few weeks after my tests and fulltime when it subsides."

"I get it, okay, I'll be a mother." Kyra said.

"Thanks." I said. "I'm going back to sit with Wyatt, call me if you need anything."

"I think we're gonna be okay." Kyra said looking at Madison.

"Yeah, we're cool." Madison said.

"Are you sure, its a big responsibilty?"

"No, I'm not, but I don't want to spilt everyone up because I'm sellfish."

"That was exactly my logic behind it." I said walking off.

"I'll bring Wyatt home and then I'm going, okay?"

"Cool." Kyra said.