Author's Note: You guys really seem to like this. I'll try to update more, but remember: I am human.

Eli's POV

Clare was sleeping peacefully next to me and had been since the ordeal at the border was over. I could see her chest rise and fall, simulating a deep REM. Clare was just so beautiful to me, it made me smile to see her look so peaceful. The tall buildings were surrounding us with steel and brick. It was strange to see so many people on the streets, just begging for money, food, anything that would help them. It was sad to think about how good my life is, while so many people were suffering.

I was starting to get hungry when I saw a small diner called "Nathan's" (1). I pulled into the tiny parking lot and shook Clare gently.

"Hey blue- eyes, are you hungry?"

She looked alarmed at first, but then nodded. We got out quickly, and walked over to the door. There were a few small booths, and one counter up front. Clare and I walked over and the woman handed us two menus. We sat down at a booth near the door and looked it over. Clare looked for about a minute before she decided on a grilled cheese. I settled on a Reuben sandwich, and we decided to slit some fries. I went up to the counter and placed our orders. The woman there popped her gum and asked if we wanted it for here or to go. I told her that we would take it to go. I sat back down with Clare and told her that we should eat our food outside.

"I don't know Eli, I don't know if I want to just sit on the curb."

"Don't worry, there's a little garden between the buildings across the street, we'll eat there."

"Alright. The food is done, so let's go pay and get out of here."

Clare's POV

We got our food and ran across the street to the little garden. The building on the left had a banner that read "U of D Jesuit Law School" and the building on the right had a plaque that read "Saints Peter and Paul Jesuit Church". People were going in and out of the school and some would go into the church. I took a bite of my sandwich and found that it was one of the best grilled cheese sandwiches that I had ever had. Much better that what the Dot was making anyway. Eli sat next to me and slowly ate his sandwich. I watched him chew, and wondered what he could be thinking about. We didn't talk until I got up to throw my trash in a garbage can.

"Clare, are you sacred to be here?"

I had to think about it for a while. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I wasn't sure yet. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked towards him.

"Let's keep driving; we only have a half hour left."

We crossed the street once more and jumped into Morty. The rest of the drive through the city was quiet, until we go onto the freeway.

"This is going to be fun", he said, but his tone told me otherwise.

"Eli, are you having second thoughts? We can't just turn around and go home."

"No, it's not that, I'm just nervous to see Savannah again. I wonder how hanging around her for a while will feel, it's been so long since I saw her, and that was for only a day."

"I'm sure that we'll all have a blast. If she idolizes you, how bad can she be?"

He chuckled and turned the music up. I heard angry words being drowned out by a bass drum. I really just tuned it out and went back to sleep.

Eli's POV

Clare was asleep again, so I turned the music down so she wouldn't wake up. The kid in the car in front of us was making faces at me through the window. I had three options, flip him off, ignore him, or make faces right back. No matter how much I would love to do the first, I decided that the youth of America didn't need any more corruption, so I just made a face back at him. His car changed lanes before he could respond, and I just kept driving forward. More cars sped by. Minivans, smart cars, a few porches, this was just another highway. I got off on the exit for Southfield Highway, and started looking for Ten Mile (2) road. When I found it, the mundane office buildings seemed to melt into apartment buildings, gas stations, and the occasional Starbucks. I passed the synagogue that Savannah went to. It was still small, still cute compared to the Jewish center next door. I drove into the parking lot to avoid having to turn left at the intersection. There was only one other car there, a beige PT Cruiser with racecar flames and peace slinging bumper stickers. If my memory served correctly, that meant the Rabbi was in today (3). I turned out of the parking lot and onto Church Street. I knew that I didn't have to drive through any neighbor hoods to get to the house, but I didn't feel like driving on any major roads today.

I drove past houses, turned corners, stopped at the proper signs, until I reached Coolidge. There were cars zooming past, obviously in a rush to get to wherever they needed to be. I drove across when I could, and entered a little neighborhood. I couldn't help but notice that the roads sucked (4). There were more little streets to turn down, more tall trees to spit leaves all over my windshield, more fucking pot holes to make the car shake. Finally I turned onto a familiar street. The houses were a little bit smaller and there weren't as many trees, but it somehow seemed even better because of it. I turned into what may possibly be the shittiest driveway in existence and turned off the engine. I looked up at the house. It was just another two story house on just another street, but for some reason, it felt like a piece of me. I hadn't even been here in a year, but it still felt like home.

Author's Note: Okay, I have finally updated. I am going to update Demons soon, and possibly start a new fic. It wouldn't be Degrassi though, so I might not post it on here. I may even get a beta reader for Demons, I'm not sure yet.

(1) Nathan's is the best diner in the entire world. Maybe not the world, but certainly in Detroit.

(2) Ten Mile is not Eight Mile. The scariest thing on ten mile is the JCC (Jewish Community Center)

(3) My Rabbi's car is like that. He also plays the banjo and does magic tricks.

(4) The roads in Michigan suck monkey dick, and that is a fact.