Misty had awkwardly followed Cordelia upstairs and had thanked her quietly when she was handed an extra toothbrush and a pair of the woman's soft shorts and a t-shirt to sleep in. She mumbled her good night as she blushed brightly and hoped the woman didn't notice as she entered the guest room.

The wild blonde leaned back against the door as she shut it and breathed in deeply, "This is fine," She whispered to herself. She finally pushed off of the door and into the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom. The girl tied her hair up in a messy bun, washed her face off, brushed her teeth, and changed into the woman's clothes.

Misty looked at herself in the mirror and bit her lip. She shook her head at herself before shutting out the light in the bathroom and making her way back into the bedroom. She picked her phone up from where she'd sat it on the bed and contemplated texting Madison before sighing and doing so.

Misty: I won't be back tonight. I'm fine. Don't worry.

Maddison: Ooh, hot date with the even hotter mom? ;)

Misty groaned. Of course the girl would pick tonight to be sober and ready to pick on her.

Misty: No. She just didn't want me to drive because of how tired I was and offered me the guest room.

Madison: She may have offered you the guest room, but she totally meant her room.

Misty rolled her eyes and set an alarm on her phone before climbing into the bed. She sighed as she laid down and was asleep within moments.

oooOOooOOooo

"Misty!" The blonde jerked awake at the sound of her name being yelled and the combination of a small body throwing itself onto her. She sat up and rubbed at her face before opening her eyes and seeing Joanna looking up at her with wild unbrushed hair and sparkling eyes.

"Joanna. I said you could wake her up. I didn't say you could attack her," Misty looked up to see Cordelia stood in the door way and had to look away to make sure she didn't ogle her. The older blonde was dressed in a pair of wine colored silk pajama shorts and a black camisole and Misty had caught a glimpse of toned calves that she'd never really noticed before.

"Sorry, Misty," Was said softly and the blonde looked up in now tearing brown eyes before shaking her head quickly.

"Hey, it's all good. My alarm's about to-" She was cut off as her alarm started ringing and gestured to her phone, "Go off anyway," Was said as she grabbed her phone and shut it off.

"Why are you here?" Misty grinned softly at the girl.

"Because your mom's a big meanie and wouldn't let me leave," She said playfully as she reached out and tickled the girl before Joanna turned to her mother with a disapproving look.

"Mommy, you can't keep Misty prisoner," She said chastisingly.

"I'm very sorry, sweetheart. You're right," She nodded solemnly at her daughter and Joanna seemed to accept her apology, "Alright, Anna. Let Misty get up and go get dressed. Grams will be here any minute to get you," The girl slid down from the bed and took off down the hallway, "You'd think busting her head open would keep her from running in the house," Was said as she rolled her eyes. Cordelia glanced at the girl and Misty could have sworn that she saw her blush before she looked down at her feet, "So, umm, I'll let you get dressed and there's coffee in the kitchen."

"Thanks," Was said quietly and she watched Cordelia walk away. Misty stared after her for a moment before snapping out of her daze and getting up to get dressed. She threw on the jeans from the day before and looked down at the shirt Cordelia had loaned her and shrugged before leaving the room.

As she entered the kitchen, Joanna was already there with her breakfast and smiled up at Misty as the blonde ruffled her hair gently. She poured herself a cup of coffee before leaning back against the counter. Misty heard the front door open and assumed it must be Cordelia's mother coming to pick Joanna up.

The older blonde stepped into the room and grinned at her granddaughter before glancing towards Misty, "You're here early," Was said confusedly.

"She had a sleepover, grams," Was said excitedly by the three year old who didn't even look up from her breakfast. Misty watched then as the woman looked at her more closely. She saw her gaze linger on her bare feet and on Cordelia's shirt before the woman smirked and looked down at Joanna.

"Okay, little one. Are you finished?" The girl nodded and lifted her arms. Fiona picked her up, placed her dishes in the sink, shot Misty another smirk, and left the kitchen, "We're gone, Delia!"

Misty heard something that sounded like, "Love you!" Thrown out from upstairs before she heard the front door shut. The wild blonde was stood practically frozen when Cordelia walked into the kitchen and grabbed her own coffee.

"Are you okay?" Misty looked over at her in question, "You look like you saw a ghost or something."

"Umm. Yeah, totally fine," She waved her hand in what she hoped was a nonchalant way and Cordelia raised an eyebrow. Misty put her cup in the sink and as she was leaving the room to grab her things tossed over her shoulder, "Your mother thinks we slept together."

Misty had slipped one converse onto her foot and was struggling with the other when Cordelia walked in, "Excuse me, what?" Misty got the other shoe on before standing back up straight.

"Yeah. That's probably my fault seeing as how I didn't put my own shirt back on," Cordelia glanced down and nodded before meeting her eyes again.

"But… What?" Misty sighed.

"Well she said I was here early and Joey said that I had a sleep over and then she gave me a once over.. By the way, she's really good at that, like better than most college girls… Anyway, after the scrutiny, she just kept smirking and she totally thinks we slept together."

"I'm sure she doesn't think that," Misty looked at her pointedly, "Okay, she thinks that. I'll set her straight.. Hopefully before she tells Zoe," Misty looked at her in question, "She thinks I hired a hot baby sitter for myself rather than for Anna," Cordelia said as she fired a text off to her mother. She looked up to see Misty smirking softly and furrowed her eyebrows before realizing what she'd said, "I mean.. I.. Anyway."

"Yeah. I'm gonna get going since I have a class in an hour. Thank you so much for last night. I'll get your shirt back to you," Cordelia waved her off about it, "And I'm really sorry about this mess with your mom."

"Misty, it's not your fault. And it's not like it's true. Go, I'll handle it. Have fun in class or whatever," Misty giggled at the 'or whatever' and nodded.

oooOOooOOooo

As Misty sat down in her class, she reached for her notebook and realized it wasn't in her book bag. The blonde groaned and picked her phone up.

Misty: Maddi, get up and see if my bright green notebook is in my bed somewhere.

She sent the text and pulled out another notebook to take her notes in. Her phone buzzed and she picked it up.

Madison: Not here, babe. Sorry.

The blonde grimaced and pulled up her text with Cordelia.

Misty: Would you do me a huge favor and see if I left a green notebook anywhere when you get home?

The blonde settled in to listen to her lecture not expecting to get a reply as quickly as she did.

Cordelia; I picked it up off the coffee table with my folders. I just found it with all of my things in my bag and was wondering when I had taken notes over biochemistry.

Misty sighed. Crisis averted.

Misty: Can I pick it up tonight or something?

Cordelia: You can come get it whenever you want. Or I can bring it to you.

Misty: I'll come get it. Thank you so much.

She received another message with the information and address of the firm Cordelia worked for before actually turning her attention to the lecture.