It's a few weeks after Alex and Jax came over and we did some fun stuff. The last weeks were hanging out, a lot of texting and some other sleepovers with the kids. It's nothing I do normally with my fans, if you want to call them that, but there is that bond between us. Ali said the same after they left our house. It almost felt like a family.

The World Cup is in a few weeks. We have been training with the USWNT and the Orlando Pride. My mind is everywhere, but not with the World Cup.

I feel sorry for Alex. She is really struggling with everything. With being herself. With her foster parents. With the dead of her parents. Jax seems like he can survive on his own, but Alex. I decide I could maybe talk to Ali about it. I want to help them so bad.

"Alex?" I call Ali Alex when Baby Kriegs isn't here. Her official name is Alexandra, so I just started calling her Alex when our friendship began. Her family does it too.

"Yeah babe."

She is sitting in the kitchen at the bar. It's a place where she likes to sit when she reads a book or something.

"Can we talk? Nothing serious." Lair.

"Sure."

"Hey, Ash, what's up?"

"I feel sorry for Alex, I want to help her and her brother so bad."

I told Ali a part of the story when Alex said that was okay, so could Ali help her too.

"I know babe. I want to too."

It's silent in the house for a few minutes, both of us deep in our own thoughts.

"When do you want kids?", I blurt out. Fuck.

My heart beats like I just ran a few marathons, what the hell did I say? Did I just fuck up everthing Ali and I had?

"Uhm... When we retire, so in like a few months I would like to start to think about it."

We decided we would start with adoption and later we would try on our own.

"How old do you want them?"

"I don't really care, when I am a mom, I am a mom."

"I feel like Jax and Alex are kinda our kids", I admit.

"Yeah, I feel so too. They are literally almost every day with us when they don't have school or something different." She chuckles.

I feel like Ali doesn't really get my point.

"Babe, do you get my point?"

"Uhm... Kind of. You want to help Alex and Jax, you want to be a mom, and that makes that you don't really focus at the World Cup in a few weeks", she says.

"Babe, uhm... What I try to say is, uhm... That I want to adopt Alex and Jax. How do you feel about that?"

She kisses me and whispers, "I would love too."

I almost start crying.

"I thought long about that, sooo... What's the next step? Do we wait after the World Cup or do we just call them now?"

"Let's call them now, I know in which situation Alex is, but Jax seems to take care of himself."

"Let's call them then", I say.

After searching which number we had to call, we decide to make the phone call.

"Let's do this, Ash."

She clicks the green button for calling, we wait for someone to take the phone. The phone is on the speaker, so I call to hear and talk and help Ali.

"William Jones. How can I help you?"

"Hello, Alexandra Krieger and Ashlyn Harris here. We were looking to adopt the kids that you have in your house at the moment."

"You mean Alex and Jax Brown. The twins."'

"Yeah."

"Okay, would you like to come to the house to talk in private and do all the officials things?"

"Sure, now or when do you want?", I ask.

"I'm home at the moment, so if you can now, it's possible", the man replies.

"Ok, what's the address?"

"162 Washington Street, in Satellite Beach."

"Nice, me and my girlfriend are there in a few minutes", I reply.

"Okay, thanks. Bye."

"Bye", he hangs up.

"Okay, let's do this babe." I give Ali a passionate kiss on her lips.

"I love you so freaking much, you don't even know."

"Love you more", she says.

"Isn't possible. Should we go now, if we don't go I don't know if I'm possible to leave the house in a few hours", I wink.

She just blushes, but smirks, and walks to the front door.