"Hoping for this?! You don't know how wrong you are James! I've been hoping I would never have to see you ever again! But apparently fate isn't too kind." She moved closer, poking him in the chest with every degrading name she called him, "You're a low down, sneaky, cheating, bastard!" She took a step back again and crossed her arms, scoffing when he asked if they could just talk about what was going on, "Talk? Why should I talk to James? So you can make me fall for you again? So you can earn the trust of that little girl in there? Only to leave again? I'm not stupid. People like you don't change. I'm not going to let you near MY daughter. Because when you leave all it will do is cause her more trauma." She looked back at the house to see her daughter peaking out through the curtains and sighed. She turned her gaze back to him, a frown on her face, but a little calmer about the situation at hand, "She means the world to me James. I don't want you hurting her. She would never be able to recover emotionally from loosing a parent."

Placing her hands on her hips, she thought for a moment, and very unwillingly nodded her head, "We can talk. But not with Lillian around. I just....I need to make a quick phone call." She unlocked the small picket fence for him to follow her and she walked into her house, looking to see her daughter sitting on the couch, trying to act as though she hadn't been watching the two adults, "Lily, I'm going to call Mrs. Hannah, okay? You're going to go spend the night with her tonight. Go get you some of the pasta I made you for dinner while you wait for her to come." She walked into her daughter's bedroom and picked up the house phone, making a call to one of the other teachers she worked with. The woman just adored little Lily and Lily loved going over to the old woman's house because she had a lot of cats to play with. Once it was settled that Mrs. Hannah would come to pick up Lily, Amelia quickly packed a bag for her daughter and walked back to the living room, giving James a stern look, "You sit in the living room for now. Don't even think about trying to talk to Lily right now." She said so only the man could hear, then walked into the kitchen where her daughter was, "Okay sweetheart, you're bag is packed." Hearing a honk outside she smiled, "Oh. There's Mrs. Hannah now." The little girl ran happily out the door and Amelia followed. 

She handed the woman the little girl's back pack and chatted with her for a moment before the two left in the car, driving back to the old woman's house. She slowly walked back into the house and sat on the couch and living room, looking at James with a very annoyed look on her face, "James, I don't understand you. What could you possibly want with me? With Lily? Give me one good reason why I should even let you talk to her, much less become a part of her life."