Mrs. Garcia's impression of Amy

She doesn't know what kind of past Amy had but it was definitely a rough one that had a lot of abuse in it.

She went back to her room deep in thought, she needed to bring up this topic about Amy's past and what happened.

She already knew about her being an orphan and moving from foster to foster homes but she didn't really know what caused it and what happened in between, she also thought about involving Ricky in it but it didn't sit well with her, she needed her to really feel comfortable enough with her to open up.

The next thing she heard was her alarm, apparently she had been in so much thought she dozed off right in between reading a book and drinking chocolate coffee. Rachel looked outside her windows and saw Butler's car in the driveway which surprised her, that could only mean one thing.

Her parents were finally back from the business trip. This could take a different turn if her parents discovered she had brought a complete stranger into their house without their knowledge, and no, not that they were those kind of strict Elites, they were just very protective of their two children.

To avoid them seeing Amy before she got to introduce her, she quickly did her morning routine and put on some sweats.

She went to Amy's room to find the room empty, the bed was properly laid and pillow's were put in place like nobody actually spent the night here, she was about to put Amy on call when she opened the closet and still saw Amy's bags there, blowing out a sigh of relief which was breathe of anxiety she never knew she was holding, she checked the time and it was a few minutes past eight, she wanted to have a talk with Amy so she canceled all her morning meetings and left her meeting with Xander, he was about to receive what she knows as the high end of a crazy woman.

She headed downstairs which she still thinks personally no matter how beautiful and elegant it was, Rachel Johnson still found it unnecessary and having too many steps but she's supposed to be Araceli who is used to it so who is she to complain. She passed Ace's room which was left ajar a little bit.

She opened the door completely and the room was empty, but the lego batman themed bed frame and everything else in the room had a lego theme, honestly Ace was going through different phase of childhood, when she got to know him, it was every thing spider man, now it's lego, only God knows what next, maybe a jungle themed bedroom from tarzan or jungle book.

Her nose seemed to find the kitchen before she got there. I mean she had eaten the maid's food and they were good, but this was definitely Amy's handwork. She recognized the aroma of her waffles and pancakes. Who she didn't expect to walk into was her mom listening to whatever Ace was telling her, serving full expression and little exaggeration.

"Morning mom," Rachel said, hugging her from behind while she sat on the stool they all sat on for breakfast.

"You didn't tell me that you would be back yesterday," Rachel said, touching her chest feigning ignorance.

"Oh come on, we just wanted to surprise you guys," Mrs. Garcia said with a little of her Italian accent coming out.

"Wow Araceli, I guess the invincible potion I made finally worked, I mean even your friend greeted me, maybe it's just you who's not seeing me," Ace said, it was the sarcasm that surprised her, since when did Ace know sarcasm, she got busy for two days and boom!!, the kid is using sarcasm like his second language.

"Hey Ace," Rachel said, chuckling a little bit as she roughed his hair just like she always did.

"Yeah, about your friend Araceli, can we talk?," Mrs Garcia asked.

"Uh yeah, definitely," Rachel replied.

"Alright." Mrs. Garcia said walking out of the kitchen area into the hallway leading to her studies, they got in and Mrs Garcia's face was lit up by the orange light giving out an edgy vibe to her, she kept looking at Rachel as if she expected her to say something.

"What's the problem Mom? or am I supposed to telepathically know what you are thinking about?" Rachel asked.

"Oh come on Araceli, you brought a stranger to the house, she prepared breakfast for Ace and I, after insisting," Mrs. Garcia said. She still sounded calm and not mad like Rachel thought she would be.

"That's just Amy for you," Rachel said, chuckling a bit.

"So is that just who she is, someone who insists on making breakfast and that's it?" Mrs. Garcia said with a much more Italian accent. She could swear Ace got his personality from her and not just looks.

"Of course not mom, she's my friend, we met a few days ago and we clicked. I even slept over at her place last night," Rachel tried to assure her.

"Awnn, you guys already had a sleepover?" Mrs Garcia cooed, touching her cheeks.

"Mom, don't make it weird please," Rachel begged.

"I'm not! I guess I'm just excited for you, I've been with Alice since you were twelve, Alice had been your only friend and now 12 years later, you have a new friend and I have to say, I like this Amy girl, she seems nice," Mrs. Garcia said.

"She's also funny too, and makes the best breakfast ever too," Mrs. Garcia added.

"But seriously mi amore, if she makes you happy then I'm fine with her," Mrs. Garcia said with seriousness in her tone as her voice dropped an octave.

"Thanks mom," Rachel said, hugging her.

"By the way, was anything wrong? I heard she came over late at night?" Mrs Garcia asked.

Rachel thought about telling her the truth about why Amy was here but at the last minute not to disclose her reason for being here. So she told her mother that it was just an unplanned sleepover.

"By the way Araceli, I'm also thinking of putting Ace in school instead of home schooling him. I think it's getting really lonely for him and I want him to have real friends and not those rich kids with annoying British accents," Mrs. Garcia said.

"Mom!" Rachel exclaimed.

"What! the accent annoys me," Mrs Garcia said.

"They school in the United Kingdom in a prestigious school mom, what did you expect from Russian accents?" Rachel asked, folding her arms looking at her mom in disapproval.

"Whatever, aren't you going to the office today?" Mrs. Garcia asked.

"Yeah I'm, I have lunch with Xander," Rachel informed in a bored tone.

"Oh my, that reminds me, Xander, it's been a while since he came around, hope he's doing okay?" Mrs. Garcia asked.

Her mom always had a soft spot for Xander, he literally could do no wrong in her eyes, he was the perfect handsome son of the Millers who graduated with a first class honor in business and is heading their ratched company now as a young CEO, but little did she know that the Xander she held so perfect in her eyes, was a bloody monster and a sick manipulator.

"He's fine Mom, everything is fine," Rachel said, in a bored monotonous tone.

"Araceli Alivira Camilla Garcia, don't you dare use that tone with me when talking about your fiancé!," Mrs Garcia warned.

Exactly the point she was making, she took Xander so seriously that if her tone wasn't cherry while talking about Xander, she could stand a chance of getting a good whip if she wasn't careful.

"I'm sorry Mom, but can I go and eat now?I have already missed my usual morning run," Rachel asked.

"Yes, you may go," Mrs Garcia said, breathing out, she could help but feel her daughter was having a fight with her fiancé and she wouldn't open up about it, and that's just Araceli being Araceli.

Rachel returned to the kitchen and found Amy washing the dishes, it got her annoyed, she was her guest not here to replace the maids on duty.

"Amy stop that, you are my guest not a maid, I won't have you do that," Rachel said in a strong voice.

"It's okay Araceli, I don't want to get too comfortable, I'll be on my way soon, Ricky is coming to pick me up," Amy smiled while drying the dishes.

"Ok, that's it, what's with you and not wanting to get too comfortable? I checked on you in the night and you were sleeping on the edge of the bed without a pillow or blankets and it was cold," Rachel asked with worry in her eyes.

Amy bit her lips while looking at the ground, her hands fidgeted a little, making her drop the plate in her hands and look back to face Araceli.

Rachel thought she was about to cry or something and didn't know how else to address the situation and was even tempted to change the topic to diffuse the air that had suddenly gotten thick with tension.

"You really wanna know huh?"