We were now at the hospital, Mona was getting checked up and all that stuff. Now the problem was, who's her parents?

While sitting here for about an hour, I've been thinking of ways I can keep...a somewhat watch over Mona. I mean, the parents have to give me a favor for saving their child right? These are my ideas.

1.) Stalker.

2.) Become a Secret Government Spy for kids with mean parents.. (different from a stalker, right?)

3.) Child services job....uh no.

4.) Babysitter. I needed  an income.

5.) Day care watcher. But what about at night? Would something happen then? What if she doesn't go to the day care?

6.) Mona's Nanny.

And that's what I'll do. I force the mother and father to make me be Mona's nanny. That way, I'd care for her and watch her like you're supposed to and I'd get an income. The only bad part is quitting modeling, but Mona......just seems more important to me. I could always photograph with her. Yeah, I'll just do that, unless I get a high paid nanny job, which I doubt.

The doors fly open and I jerk my head up to see a doctor coming my way.

"Mia Rhodes?" He asks. He had graying hair and was older, but probably around the 50's. I nod my head and he signals me to follow him. "She'll be fine. You got here just in time. I suggest you take her home, let her rest and keep her warm, I think she'll get a cold. And change her clothes to warmer ones. We wrapped her in a newborn blanket, but it's too small to do. But make sure you take her home and we'll release a notice to the police that you saved a lost child. The parents will contact you with some type of identification the child is theirs. Like a birth certificate or the child running to it and showing affection saying mommy or daddy." I nod my head and we were now standing in front of Mona's door.

"Here's some medicine for her. Just put 3 drops in her food for morning." I nod my head as he hands me the medicine. I glance at it then put it in my camera bag.

I open the door and walk in, seeing Mona in a big crib thing with some other baby patients in the room. I lifted up Mona, gently and held her on my hip with one arm. Her head, sleepily hid in the crook of my neck and her legs and arms wrapped around me. I tugged the blankets around her tighter and walked out, thanking the doctor. I could just hail a cab home.

Just as I walk out the door, a burst of flashes and questions were being thrown at me. What in the world was going on?! I see a news reporter and I guess they just wanted the story. I look over at the most popular one so the news will spread around faster and the parents would get her and I can become her Nanny. I glanced down at Mona and see her sleeping soundly. Heavy sleeper, amazing.

I walk over to the popular Bradford News.

"Hello, we're live at the hospital with...."

"Mia Rhodes." I smile at the camera.

"Mia Rhodes and the child she saved. What's the story?" The interviewer asks, putting the microphone to my face.

"I'll give you a brief one because I need to care for the baby until her parents claim her. I was taking a pictures and saw a glob, which was her, unconscious. I did CPR and got her here. I'm got to take care of her, parents need take care of their children responsibly. Her name's Mona and I found her at the park on Dewberry Lane. Go to the police if you're her parents with proof. If you are her parents, you know what I mean. You're in for a nice surprise when you find me." I wink at the camera then leave. The nice surprise was a nice long lecture from moi and that they're going to have a new nanny. Me.

I got a cab and gave him my address to my flat. Mona slept the whole ride, cuddling into my body. We arrived shortly and I paid the driver then went inside the lobby. I went up the elevator and got the key for my apartment out of my pocket as I walked down the hallways. I unlock the door and walk in, locking it behind me. I carry Mona to my room and lay her on my bed. I didn't have a crib, excuse you.

I quickly go to my closet and try to find a shirt she can wear as a dress and I'll just slide on some small fuzzy socks of mine on her, which would cover her whole legs. I grab a black, soft shirt and a pair of warm socks and quickly walk to the bed. I take off her clothes and slide on the shirt and socks. I put the clothes in the bathroom sink and wrapped her in my blankets. There was nothing I could do with her diaper because I don't have a baby or child of my own. So I don't have that type of stuff. Are two year olds even supposed to wear diapers? I really need to research on this stuff. I grab my laptop and sit next to sleeping Mona on the bed and start researching everything I need to know about being a 2 year old's nanny.

An hour later my phone starts to ring and I quickly answer, noting to put it on vibrate when I finish the call.

"Hello, this is Mia Rhodes."

"Hello Mia. This is Officer Parker. We have the child, Mona's parent here at the station with a birth certificate."

I sigh, "Are you sure it's theirs?"

Why was there only one parent?

"Yes, so please come to the station at once." He says then hangs up. Rude. I look back down at the precious, innocent child, sleeping. I kiss her forehead and lift her up after taking the laptop off my lap.

"Time to see daddy or mommy." I whisper. I wonder which one lost her. They must not care so much if only one turns up. I sigh as I look around the parking lot for my car.

Time to become an all-time nanny.