"But-" Truman said.

"Bring them over!" Scott insisted.

"Fine" Truman agreed, going with Landon to get the Mentall's. Scott wrapped his arms around her, their hands twinning but then real tears started to leak out and Klaire didn't know how to stop real tears.

"Klaire, sweetheart, baby…you know how I feel about you. Keith and Gina are coming over, he is very successful and very rich. Do you want to tell them why you're crying?" Scott asked and Klaire shook her head, "Of course not, so please just stop crying". He kissed her cheek. She nodded and wiped her tears.

"Good" Scott said and kissed her cheek once more. The couple walked over.

"Scott" Keith called. Keith was a fit seventy year old man with graying hair and olive black eyes.

"There he is, the devoted family man" Keith cheered.

"Well, actually, husband for now. We're still trying" Scott lied.

"Oh, my mistake" Keith apologized. Nicky noticed Klaire's red eyes and slightly blue skin.

"We didn't mean to strike a nerve or anything like that" Nicky added. Klaire dismissed it with a wave of her hand and then wiped a few escaped tears. Scott kissed Klaire's cheek and turned her into him. She wrapped her arms around him.

"You must really love her" Nicky said with a smile.

"How can you not love this amazingly talented, beautiful woman? It's impossible not to" Scott smiled down at her and kissed her head.

"I have a few friends here that want to cash in on the deal" Keith informed Scott.

"Really?" Scott asked.

"But they want to hear the plan first" Keith added.

"Of course" Scott muttered, his smile disappearing for a few seconds.

"You can even bring her along" Keith suggested.

"No, thanks. Landon and Truman will stay with her" Scott quickly decided.

"What?" Landon asked.

"Why us?" Truman complained.

"Because" Scott answered, a hint of anger in his voice. He moved Klaire to Truman, who moved her to Landon, who moved her back to Truman, who moved her back to Landon as Scott walked off with the Mentall.

"Klaire, stop crying!" Landon ordered.

"Maybe Klaire would like a drink" Truman suggested.

"A drink" Landon asked, confused as what Truman plan's was.

"Yes, a special drink that could shut her up" Truman explained.

"Yes, a drink" Landon agreed.

"Alright" Truman said and walked off.

"Stop crying!" Landon complained.

"Wrap it up" Truman muttered as he walked by Scott.

"Why?" Scott muttered but it was too late. Truman had already walked off. Scott turned back to the potential investors, the smile back on his face. Truman went back over to Landon and Klaire with a drink.

"Here Klaire, drink this. It'll make you feel better" Truman lied, holding out the drink. She stared at the glass and then him, her eyes wet with tears.

"Really?" Klaire asked.

"Yeah" Truman answered. She grabbed the glass and drained it, handing it back to Truman.

"Thanks" Klaire muttered.

"Now go find Scott and tell him how much you love him" Landon said.

"Okay" Klaire agreed. She went over to Scott and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned up and kissed him. His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer.

"That's his wife, Klaire" Keith introduced Klaire.

"I love you" Klaire lowly said.

"I love you too" Scott responded and Klaire smiled. Scott looked back up at the potential investors.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" Scott asked, turning her around to face them.

"Indeed" they agreed.

"Wrap it up" Truman repeated, walking over.

"Why?" Scott asked. Then, Klaire's eyes slightly drooped and she was suddenly a lot heavier since all her weigh was put on Scott. Luckily, only they noticed.

"What did you do to her?" Scott asked.

"I just…I gave her a special drink" Truman answered.

"A special drink?" Scott asked.

"He told me it would just make her shut up and stop crying" Landon saved himself.

"It was supposed to do just that but I guess I put too much in" Truman muttered.

"Too much of what?" Scott asked.

"Gentlemen, is something wrong?" a potential investor asked.

"No, of course not" Scott answered and turned Klaire sideways so she could lean on him.

"Klaire seems tired" Keith noticed.

"Oh no, she's fine" Scott disagreed.

"Come to think of it, I'm a bit tired, to. It's almost one forty and after that I don't last long" Gina said.

"So, just us guys?" Scott asked.

"Sure" Landon and Scott answered.

"Not you two!" Scott snapped at them.

"Actually, I promised my wife I'd be home, minutes ago" one of them said and the others agreed.

"But what about the deal?" Scott asked.

"We'll think about it" he said and the investors walked off. When Scott and Klaire got into the car, he locked the doors.

"Aw, come on, man" Truman complained. Scott rolled down the windows.

"Start walking!" Scott ordered.

"What?" Landon asked.

"You're walking home!" Scott insisted.

"Why?" Truman asked.

"You messed up; I almost had them as partners for the deal!" Scott complained.

"She's the one who fell asleep" Truman pointed out.

"Because she drank the drink you gave her!" Scott reminded them.

"Why doesn't she walk then?" Landon asked.

"She's sleeping" Scot answered.

"You wouldn't be that night to us if we were sleeping" Landon complained.

"She's hot, you're not" Scott answered. He rolled up the window and sped off. When Klaire woke up, she expected to be out on the street, around the street or worse. She took a minute before opening her eyes and seeing where she had been left but instead she was in Scott's lap, his arms around her on the couch, next to the fire.

"Morning" Scott greeted her warmly, hugged her and kissed her. Klaire stared at him, a bit frightened.

"Scott, you're not mad are you, are you?" Klaire asked.

"Not at you" Scott answered.

"You didn't get the deal, did you?" Klaire guessed. Everything was still a bit fuzzy, she couldn't remember what had happened after that drink.

"No" Scott answered.

"Oh, Scott, I'm sorry. I wish I could help" Klaire told him.

"I know you do" Scott said and kissed her. Truman and Landon walked into the living room and glared at Klaire. The phone rang and Klaire answered it.