They knew they didn't have to talk about it, and an ease and comfortable existence slid into place. Neither asked each other about their lives, about their families, friends, or even if their affair should continue. But each time they would look at each other while in an empty room, they would find themselves giving into each other, hands on each others backs, her legs wrapping around his waist, an urgent need passing between them that could only be eased by the others intimate touch.

They didn't share their romance with anyone, but she would tell him about her weekend at the mall shopping with her best friend, Claire, and he would tell her about the new detailing he had finished on the walls of his den, and about how his wife, Nora, hadn't realizes she left out the mayonnaise in the pasta that he choked down.

The fact was, because Claude could make them invisible, there wasn't any point in trying to be discreet, though no one ever caught on. Their moments together turned into two years, and Meredith was graduating and going to go a local college.

Her parents were gone for the weekend, which the two of them took full advantage of. Meredith got out of bed, lazily wrapping her robe around her.

"You hungry, babe?" She asked him, as he lay naked under the comforter.

"Nah." He noticed her rummaging through her book bag. "What are you looking for, love?"

She grinned as she proudly handed a wallet size of her senior portrait. "Me. Now you can have me with you wherever you go."

He took it with a smile, "Not that I really go anywhere."

She shrugged and skipped into the bathroom. "Wanna join me in the shower?"

He swung his legs out of the bed, reaching for his jeans. "As much as I'd love that, neither of us have time for it." He gestured at the clock that said 1:30. "We got a bit too enthusiastic just then, and we are meeting the realtor at 2."

She sighed as she brushed her teeth. "Am I pretending to be your daughter again?"

He felt guilty as she glared at him. It had been really awkward 3 months ago, when they had run into Meredith's new college counselor. They had all plastered big smiles on their faces as they made small talk, but Meredith felt like punching him as he hummed Janie's Got a Gun, as they walked away.

"Love, I'm sorry, but I really don't see any way around it."

She nodded, taking it in stride. He knew she was upset, but soon, everything was going to change. They had made a pact, on their one-year anniversary: Tell his wife, tell her parents, and move in together as she started college. He was going to divorce, and they were going to start a family together, hopefully, by the time she graduated.

"I hate being a teenager." She stated for the hundredth time since they started their affair, as she put on her t-shirt.

He knew what she was talking about. "Just think about 10 years from now: it won't matter when you are 27 and I'm 47. Distance in age doesn't mean anything." He came up behind her, enveloping her in his arms. "Anyway, you will be even more gorgeous at 30, and I will be a doddering old fool of 50."

She settled back against his chest. "You get better with age, Claude." She turned and looked into his eyes. "Remember what we said when we made that agreement?"

He chuckled as he rolled his eyes. "God, talk about cheesy!"

She playfully slapped him, "But it was true! 'I will be your love forever, babe.'"

He smiled and kissed her. "And I will be your babe forever, love." And they proceeded to walk out the door.

She was rather surprised that she didn't get her first pregnancy scare until a month before graduation. She surmised that they just must have been really careful. She took a home test, which came out negative, feigned illness so that her mom made her go to the doctor, where the negative results were more definitive.

She lied on her bed for an hour, a soft smile on her face, as she imagined her first child with Claude. He would probably want a boy, and she imagined him being tall, with dark hair like him, and his wit and wry sense of humor. She giggled a little at the thought of wanting her son to have his hooked nose that she loved so much. A knock on her bedroom door shook her from her fantasy.

Her closest friend, Claire stuck her head through her door.

"Hey, gimp."

She laughed. "I'm just not feeling well, I'm not incapacitated."

"Whatever." Claire hesitated, pushing her brown braid off her shoulder. "You contagious?"

"Nah."

"Good." Claire jumped onto her bed, making Meredith laugh. "Yeah, you're laughing now…" she handed her a manila folder. "those are all your assignments, hun."

Meredith made a face as she took them. She knew there wouldn't be any sort of private or personal message from Claude, as it was too public. "Ugh."

"Hey, I gotta use the – " Claire gestured towards the bathroom.

Meredith nodded absent mindedly as she went through the notes.

"I photocopied my own notes from geology and Spanish." Claire's voice came from the bathroom. "And Dr. Raines seemed really worried about you. I guess it's cause you've never missed his class before, and him being all into biology, he wanted to make sure it wasn't anything life threatening or…" Claire's voice trailed off.

Meredith looked up from the papers. "Or what, Claire?" She looked at the doorway, to see Claire standing there, looking confused. Then Meredith noticed she was holding a stick: it was her pregnancy test.

"Is this why you were at the doctor?"

Meredith jumped up, grabbing it from her. "I'm fine, I'm not pregnant."

"Who is he? You never date, you don't show any interest in any of the guys we've met…"

"Well, he isn't one of those silly boys you've ever flirted with." She quickly tossed the stick into the trash, after wrapping it in several tissues. Claire gave her a look. Meredith couldn't even meet her gaze. "I've been with him for two years."

"You've been sleeping with some guy since you were 15?" She was shocked.

"Say it a little louder, will ya? I don't think they heard you in Canada." Meredith shot back angrily.

"Well, you were only 15! That's illegal. I mean, I guess it's not now since you are almost 18, after all, the law states it's ok as long as you are close in age…" Claire's eyes widened in panic as Meredith looked away guiltily.

"Lord, how much older than you is he?"

Meredith sat on her bed, quietly anticipating the blowup from Claire. "Twenty years." She said, not looking at her.

For a minute there, she thought Claire had fainted, as she wasn't making any noise. She looked up to see Claire standing there in stunned silence with her jaw dropped.

Claire slowly sat next to her on the bed. "So, it's someone we both know."

Meredith nodded.

"Do you honestly think he's going to stay with you?"

"He's stayed with me for two years, Claire. No one else – I mean, unless you count his wife. But, I'm moving in with him after graduation. He's divorcing her, I'm telling my parents about him, and we are going to live together and raise a family together, and eventually, get married."

Claire sat there, her eyes closed, a pained expression on her face. "You really believe that, hon?"

Meredith couldn't help but smile as she recalled when they had first shown each other their abilities. "We've shared a secret with each other that no one else on Earth has ever seen," She looked at Claire. "yeah, I believe that."

A honk sounded form the driveway.

"My brother." Claire grumbled as she stood up. "Ok Mer, it's Tuesday evening. If I can guess who it is by Friday after school, you are going to tell me everything, including this secret you've only shared with him."

"Will you accept my relationship with him?"

"Meredith, you are one of my closest friends, and this entire time you've kept it from me, but you have also been really happy, so I guess it's doing you some good."

Meredith hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Claire. I'm going to name our first daughter after you."

Claire just hugged her back, chuckling, "Alright, Meredith."