The next day, Lincoln retreats to a breakfast diner where he had bacon and eggs for a lonely brunch. His sisters are still sleeping in the house. So, he takes the opportunity to spend the day, contemplating what he must do to recover from his sisters' scuffle. Confusion left him off guard. For him, it really was a moral issue of being favorable to the Larks than to his sisters. Though that situation could have been repelled if he took it to his own hands, but considering the radical attitude of his sisters, he realizes that this case is a lot bigger than him. But thankfully, he takes the time for them to cool down, enough to be at peace with him. He still has yet to hear their sincere apology.

Right now, Lincoln apathetically scoops a portion of the scrambled egg and wipes it on the plate to dress it with syrup.

Abruptly, Mr. Lark happens to enter the same diner and comes across Lincoln. "Hey Lincoln, my boy, what brings you here?"

"Oh, Mr. Lark, I am just chilling, alone," he answers hesitantly.

"Anyway, nice to see you boy. I am on the rush right now. I have a talk at Ann Arbor. Don't wanna be too late for a long travel. So might as well pack up lunch," the Lark patriarch explains before he takes his order.

After that, he approaches Lincoln on his seat as he waits for his order, "Uhmm, Lincoln, if it's okay…"

"Sure Mr. Lark. Have a seat."

Mr. Lark then seats at the other end of the table. On a striking note, he observes Lincoln's confused expression that is clearly painted on his face. "Lincoln, is there something wrong?"

"Nothing. Just need some alone after my times with Lena and the others."

"They told me a lot about you. They said that they enjoyed your company."

"Really?"

"I am true about it. It is really what they need from our move after that 'happening' in San Francisco. But the past had passed. The important thing is moving forward for a brand new future in Royal Woods."

"Yeah, I see."

"Look Lincoln, I forgot to tell you this. Thank you for being there for my daughters. You see they were having a hard time with the move. Glad you stepped in to be with them. Wouldn't be the same without you."

"Wow…uhmm…I don't know what to say."

"Be grateful, boy. You need it. You're about to be a man. A man protecting your family. You really need it."

Shortly after, a waitress hands over Mr. Lark's to-go order. "Sir, here's your pancake sandwiches, coffee and bottled water. Anything else you need, sir?"

"No thank you. That will be all," Craig Lark replies.

"Alright. Thank you sir for visiting us." The waitress then walks back to the counter.

"Well, Lincoln, have to run. You stay good okay?"

"Will sure do," Lincoln replies.

With that, Mr. Lark departs from the diner and heads off to Ann Arbor. Lincoln witnesses this, since he has nothing else to do than to mope. He then reflects on what Mr. Lark said to him. Upon reflecting, he pulls out a picture from the living room picture frame of him and his sisters. He recollected the same old thoughts he had before, and they become more relevant now. Just realizing how much he loves them unconditionally makes him shed some tears that fell onto the picture.

Suddenly, all the Lark sisters show up in front of him.

"Lincoln, there you are!" Lena hollers to him, which surprises the latter.

"Lena, can you stop that? And what are you guys doing here?" Lincoln asks of them, "I told you I want to be alone for a while."

"We're just worried about you," Lois answers.

"Yeah, you being our brotherly neighbor, it really says a lot to see you lonely," Lexi adds.

"Wait, how did you find me here?" Lincoln inquires of them.

"Dad texted me that you were here," Lena confirms, "He told me that you were being moody here."

"And it concerns us that you suddenly walked out," Loui adds more to the table.

Still being in denial, Lincoln takes a deep sigh that he is being cornered over what was going through his head currently.

"Lincoln, anything we need to know that we may help you on?" Lacy asks, to which the other Larks voice out their similar concerns. However, at their tone, they sound more sisterly compassionate. Even Lulu is showing support for him.

"Guys, it's not much of a bother. It's something I need to think about and then shrug off afterwards," Lincoln explains.

"It's about your sisters, isn't it?" Lena confronts the obvious elephant in the room.

He then suddenly bolts it out, "Yes, it's about my sisters, okay?"

"You shouldn't feel hard about it," Lois advises him.

"It's one situation that we can't get out of, but we can let go off, right?" Lyra adds.

"Just tell us Lincoln, what's bothering you? About your sisters?" Lara questions him.

With a deep sigh, Lincoln finally expounds his situation, "I don't know. I just feel guilty for not considering them, even though they kept pushing me. I was supposed to be the one to balance our well-being. I love them for who they were, even though they kept meddling, intruding and messing up my life. Yes, we have flaws. Lori has her eyes fixed on her phone, but there are times when she was willing to take the lead. Leni is really clumsy, but she is clever at times. Luna is loud and wild, and that's what makes her awesome. Luan annoys with her puns and pranks, but she is trying to make us happy. Lynn is hard to keep up with, and you know what, it's fine because she can always lend a strong hand. Lucy keeps appearing out of thin air but she is also creative and helpful. Lana loves things gross but she loves how the world grows around her, and that's something to appreciate. Lola is a menace, but even menaces have a soft spot and a sweet heart. Lisa may be the most hard to top when it comes to intelligence but it's great to learn from her. And Lily, sweet Lily, there's a lot to look forward from her, even though she only knows how to wheeze blueberries. I love my sisters for who they are. And if I lose them, I don't know…"

He then overthinks of the situation. Given Lincoln's worries on being a devoted brother to his sisters, it is no surprise that he treads upon the thoughts of "losing them" as somewhat tormenting. "Sorry guys. I have to go." Upon that, he suddenly abandons his plate and hurries his way out of the diner.

"Wait Lincoln!" Lena shrieks as she watches Lincoln gets his bike and rushes his way. "Lois, let's follow him."

"Lena, I think he had enough of us today," Lois voices out her concern.

"But what if later, something bad might happen to him?"

"Lena, Lois' right. We should not worry that much about Lincoln," Lara comes to her older sister's defense, "Besides, are you not worried that you might make him distance away from you if you kept being concerned from him? He's not 'you know who'."

"He is to me." With that, Lena walks out of the establishment and tries to catch up to Lincoln.

Frustrated, Lois leads the others to catch up to both of them, "Come on guys! We need to fix this up."

Hearing that, the Larks head out of the diner and to their family SUV. Though, Lani almost leaves herself behind when noticing that Lincoln has not finished his brunch; thus, she finishes it up for him, until Lara shows up for her.

Back at Lincoln, he bikes his way through the outskirts and towards his house. The worry of loss still trembles in him along the way. Nevertheless, he keeps himself determined to make amends to his sisters.

As he arrives in the house, Lincoln heads to his sisters' rooms to see them to be gone. He alarmingly searches the whole house from top to bottom, to absolutely nothing. For all he knows, he realizes his presumptions about losing them came true. "Guys, where are you?! Lori? Leni? Luna? Luan? Lynn? Lucy? Lana? Lola? Lisa? Lily? Anybody? Guys?!" Finding them gone just causes more worries to Lincoln.

The Larks, including Lena, are able to catch up to him at his house. Lena sees Lincoln at his knees and in total panic.

"Lincoln, are you okay?!" Lena asks in concern.

"Lena, guys?! What are you doing here? Can you just stop following me?" Lincoln bolts out to the Larks.

"Not unless you tell us what is going on," Lara says.

"Lincoln, you walked out of us twice. This is really a concern now," Loui elaborates.

"Can't you see? My sisters are gone! They are gone because of me!"

"I know there must be a suitable explanation for this situation," Lacy attempts to pacify him, to no avail.

"Guys, if you're not going to help, I think you should leave me here."

Then Lena suddenly exclaims, "But Lyndon?!"

"Lyndon?!"

"Lena!" the Larks scold at Lena for mentioning that name – Lyndon.

"Okay Lena, you've been mentioning that name a thousand times. And you've been hiding of it as a mistake. Tell me, who is this Lyndon you are mentioning?"

As Lincoln confronts her with that concern, Lena suddenly breaks down in tears, making her clutch to Lois, who is close to where she is standing. Her weeping turn uncontrollable, alarming Lincoln of what was behind of all these.

"I guess it's time for you to know the truth," Lois utters sincerely, "Lyndon is our brother."

Hearing that revelation makes them all quiver. Lyndon's name was never mentioned to anyone of them. So, it is startling for Lincoln to hear that there was a brother amongst the Larks, which answers makes him recall the mysterious carving that he found etched on the cookie jar he saw in the living room."What happened to him?" Lincoln asks empathetically.

"It was a long story, dear Lincoln," Lacy affirms.

And the revelation is unveiled.