Sean looked through his work orders on the computer and got everything ready for the day while Jay drank his coffee. Sean told him what was going on with Drew.

"Poor kid."

Sean nodded, "Yeah, he was looking forward to being here on Saturday." He noticed an email from Drake's assistant. Sean read it and said to Jay, "They're dropping off the car tonight instead of tomorrow."

"Oh shit, really?"

Sean nodded, typed a message back to Drake's assistant, and smiled, "I'd say this week is going a lot better than last week."

"No kidding." Jay stood up and stretched, "I am dragging today. I am going to need at least three cups of coffee."

"Why?"

"I was on the phone with Manny until 4."

"4 a.m.? What were you doing on the phone until four in the morning?" Jay smirked, and Sean asked, "Phone sex?"

"You got it. But not just phone sex, Facetime sex."

Sean chuckled and shook his head.

"You've never had phone sex?"

"I didn't say that."

Jay raised an eyebrow and asked, "With Emma?"

Sean shook his head, "No. With a girl I dated a while ago."

"Ah, I see."

"She was away on business, and it just sort of happened." Sean stood up and said, "Anyway, I prefer the real thing."

"Me too. But I was horny last night."

"Thanks for sharing."

Jay asked, "How are you and Em in that department?"

"We're fine."

"Just fine?"

Sean shook his head, "You know I don't kiss and tell."

"Boring." Jay walked over to the coffee maker and waited for his cup to fill, "By the way, I'm nearly done with the Escalade."

"Cool. Just let me know when and I'll take a look."

"Will do." Once Jay got his coffee, he walked out of Sean's office, and Sean called Emma.

Emma lounged on the couch, watching T.V. when her phone rang. She smiled when she saw it was Sean, "Hi babe."

"Hey, how's Drew?"

"Sleeping, thank goodness."

"And how are you?"

"I'm fine. I'm just lying here on the couch watching HGTV."

Sean chuckled, "So you're in your happy place."

She smiled and said, "Well, it would be better if you were here with me."

"I know. As much as I love my job, I'd much rather just be with you all day."

Suddenly Drew called out Emma's name, and she said, "Uh oh, Drew's calling for me."

"Okay. Let me know if you need anything."

"I will. Love you."

"Love you."

Emma ended the call and jogged up the stairs. "Hi, sweetie."

"Hi." He slowly sat up and held his head, "My head still hurts a lot."

"I'll get you more Tylenol. How's your stomach?"

"Better."

"Do you think you could eat some soup?"

Drew shrugged, "I guess."

"Okay," Emma walked into the bathroom, grabbed the bottle of Tylenol, filled a cup with water, and brought them into Drew's room. "Take this."

Drew did what he was told and said, "Thanks."

"You're welcome. I will make you some soup."

He asked, "Can I sleep for a little while?"

"Of course, sweetie. The soup won't be ready for a while. I'm making it from scratch."

"Wow, you must really love me."

Emma smiled, "I do. Now rest for a while, and I'll be back up here with your soup when you wake up."

When Maddie was called to the principal's office, her class, "oohed" and "ahhed." Madison Allen never went to the principal's office. She stood up, walked out of Perino's class, and headed to the main office.

She walked up to the counter near the main entrance and said, "I'm here to see Mr. Simpson."

"Yes, hi, Madison. Just sit right there, and he'll be right out."

"Okay." Maddie sat down and waited for Mr. Simpson to come out of his office. When he did, she said, "Hi, Mr. Simpson."

"Hey, Maddie, come on in." He let Madison walk in first and then walked around his desk and sat down.

Maddie sat down across from him and looked around, "Am I in trouble?"

"Oh, no! I'm sorry, I probably should have explained that right away, huh?"

Maddie smiled.

"I just wanted to tell you that Drew is sick today."

"Oh."

Archie nodded, "He had a fever, and it seems he has a stomach bug."

Maddie wrinkled her face, "That means I'm probably next, right?"

"It's possible. Just please do me a favor and go directly to the nurse if you feel sick."

Maddie nodded and said, "I will."

"You should probably warn Ethan too if he isn't already sick."

"I didn't see him at his locker before homeroom, so maybe he already got it."

Archie shook his head, "I just hope it doesn't spread around the school."

After a few moments of silence, Maddie asked, "Is that all, Mr. Simpson?"

"Yes." Maddie stood up, and Archie handed her a pass, "To give to Mr. Perino."

"Thanks." Maddie walked out of Mr. Simpson's office and right into Ethan. "Oh, you're here."

He held up his late pass and said, "Yeah, I woke up late. Why?"

"It seems Drew got whatever Oliver had."

"Were they making out or something?"

Maddie shook her head, "You're an ass."

"Oh, I'm kidding." They walked down the hall together, and Ethan said, "I really hope I don't get sick. I hate throwing up."

Maddie rolled her eyes and said, "Ethan, no one enjoys throwing up."

Emma was stirring the soup she made for Drew when he walked downstairs.

"Sweetie, why aren't you in bed?"

"I want to watch T.V." He walked over to the couch with his blanket wrapped around his body, and he laid down.

"Okay, the soup is almost ready."

Drew's phone buzzed, and he looked at it. It was a text from Oliver. "Did I get you sick?"

"Yes."

Oliver wrote back, "Sorry. Did you puke too?"

"Yes. This morning."

"Well, the good thing is it only lasts for two days. I feel so much better today."

Drew read Oliver's message and typed back, "That's good because I hate being this sick. It feels like I was run over by a dump truck or something."

Oliver wrote back, "Yeah, it's not fun, but you should be feeling better by Saturday."

Emma walked over with Drew's soup, "Here you go."

He put his phone down, "Thanks." He put the spoon to his mouth, slurped the soup, and nodded, "That's good, mom."

"Good! I'm glad you think so."

"Oliver just texted me and said he feels a lot better today. Said the illness lasts two days. So I should be okay to go to dad's shop on Saturday!"

"We'll see about that, kiddo."

Drew whined, "Oh, come on, mom. I really want to go."

"I know you do, but we'll see."

Drew pouted, and Emma smiled.

Sean grabbed his jacket and walked out of his office. He stopped by Jay's lift and said, "I'll be back in an hour or so."

Jay peeked out from under the Escalade he was working on and asked, "Checking up on Drew?"

Sean nodded, "Yeah."

Jay smiled, "You enjoy being a dad, huh?"

Sean smiled, "It's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"Drew's a good kid."

"Thank goodness. If he was anything like I was at that age, we'd be in a lot of trouble."

Jay laughed, and Sean walked out to his truck. As soon as he got in, he called Emma.

Emma and Drew were watching T.V. together when her phone rang. She picked it up, "Oh, it's your father. Hello?"

"Hello, beautiful. I'm coming home for lunch."

"You are?"

"Yes, is that okay?"

"Of course, it's okay, silly! I made a big pot of soup."

"Perfect. I should be there in 10 minutes unless you need me to pick anything up?"

"Nope. We're fine over here."

"Okay, see you soon."

"Bye."

Drew asked, "Is dad coming home?"

Emma smiled and stood up, "Yep."

"Maybe he'll let me go to work with him on Saturday."

"Andrew, I'm not doing this to punish you. I just want to make sure you're okay on Saturday."

Sean walked into the house 10 minutes later.

He called out to Emma, "Hey, babe!"

"Hi!"

He walked over to Drew, "How are you, kiddo?"

"A little better."

"Good."

Emma walked over to Sean and kissed him hello, "Hello. Your soup is ready. You want to eat it here?"

"Sure." He followed her into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl and a spoon.

She scooped the soup into his bowl and asked, "Do you want crackers?"

"Nope, I'm all set. Thanks." Sean walked back into the living room and sat on the loveseat. Emma joined him, and Drew looked at them. Sean smiled and asked, "What's on your mind, kiddo?"

"Oliver said his illness only lasted two days, which means if I had what he had, I should be okay for Saturday."

Sean looked at Emma, then back at Drew, "We'll see."

"Ugh, that's what mom said!"

Sean laughed, "Kiddo, we just want to make sure you're 100%."

"I know. I just want to see Drake's car."

"Oh, speaking of that, he's dropping it off tonight instead of tomorrow, so I'll be a little late tonight."

Drew asked, "So you'll start working on it tomorrow?"

"That's the plan." Sean took a sip of his soup and turned to Emma.

She asked, "Is it good?"

He nodded, "Very."

"Good." She rested her head on his shoulder.

After having a pleasant time at home with Emma and Drew, Sean had to go back to the shop.

"I'm glad you're feeling a little better, kiddo."

"Me too."

Emma asked, "How late do you think you'll be?"

Sean shrugged, "Not sure. I hope to be home by 7. I'll call if things are running later than that." He leaned forward and kissed her, "See you later."

"Bye."

"Bye, kiddo."

Sean walked out the front door, and Drew looked at Emma, "I have the coolest dad." Emma smiled. "I'm serious."

"I know you are." Emma suddenly felt a wave of sadness wash over her and quickly walked toward the kitchen.

"Mom? Are you okay?"

"Yep. Fine. Just have to check something, I'll be right back."

Emma walked to the back door, opened it, and stepped out onto the back porch. She figured her emotions were heightened because of her period and let herself cry for a few moments. But the guilt of keeping Drew a secret from Sean was getting to her. The closer they became, the guiltier she felt about how long they were kept apart.

Drew got up and walked to the back door. He saw his mother holding onto the railing with her head down and could tell she was upset. He felt terrible because he knew it had to be his fault. He opened the door and said, "Mom?"

Emma quickly raised her head and wiped her face. She didn't turn around, "I'll be right in, sweetie."

"I'm sorry if I upset you."

Emma turned around and shook her head, "It's not your fault. It's my fault." Drew furrowed his brow, and Emma continued, "Everything is my fault."

Drew looked at Emma and said, "Mom, please come back inside."

"I'll be there in a few minutes, I promise."

Drew nodded and closed the door. Emma turned around again, held onto the railing, and cried.

When Drew got to the couch, he grabbed his phone then walked toward the stairs. He felt tired, and he wanted to give his mother some space. Drew was out of breath by the time he got to the top step of the staircase and was thankful his bed wasn't too far of a walk from the landing. He flopped onto his bed, buried himself under his blankets, and fell asleep.

Emma walked back in and called out Drew's name. When she realized he went back upstairs, she sighed. Emma washed her face in the powder room off the kitchen and walked back into the living room. She turned on the T.V., found a 'Real housewives' marathon, and settled in for the afternoon.

Pete walked into Sean's office, and Sean said, "You can stay late tonight, right?"

"Yep."

"Great. Drake's dropping off the car, we'll put it in the back, and we'll start on it tomorrow."

"Sounds good." Pete grabbed water out of Sean's mini-fridge and said, "You might have to buy a bigger garage if this goes well."

Sean smiled and said, "Already on it."

"Oh yeah?"

Sean nodded, "Look." He showed Pete his computer screen, and Pete's eyes lit up. Sean asked, "What do you think?"

"That would be perfect."

"I know. It's been for sale for a long time, and I've been thinking about it for a while."

"We can work on our famous clientele's cars in the back and away from the other cars."

"Yep."

"It's also good because it's not too far from this place, so it's not like people would have to drive across the city to find us."

Sean nodded and clicked out of the listing. "Okay. Time for me to check up on everyone's work."

"I'm all done with the Mercedes. The owner is coming to get it in about 20 minutes."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep."

Sean pulled up the work order and printed it out.

"You should hire a full-time administrative assistant if we move into that new place."

"I probably will. There's more than enough room for an extra desk in the office."

"I have someone in mind."

Sean stood up and asked, "Oh yeah? Who?"

"My neighbor's daughter attends a local college part-time and wants to work full-time to help pay for her tuition. She's 23."

Sean nodded, "That could work. I was worried you were going to say she was 18." Pete laughed, and Sean said, "Maybe I'll hire her before we move. I could use the help."

"Yeah? I can let her know."

"See if she can come in on Monday for an interview."

"Will do."

Sean led Pete out of his office and said, "Now, let's look at that Mercedes."

Emma nodded off on the couch, and when Drew woke up from his nap, he walked down the stairs and saw his mom sleeping. He walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and grabbed the orange juice. He tried to be quiet but Emma stirred when she heard the fridge open. She sat up and called out to him.

"Hi, sweetie. How are you feeling?"

"A little better." He poured himself some juice, took a sip, then walked into the living room, and sat on the loveseat.

"Good."

He asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Better. I'm sorry for losing it earlier."

"I didn't mean to upset you, mom."

"You didn't." Drew nodded, and Emma asked, "Do you still feel warm?" He nodded again. "Okay. I think it's time for more Tylenol. I'll be right back."

Emma went upstairs to get the Tylenol for Drew, and his phone buzzed again. It was Maddie.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

Drew typed back, "Better than this morning but still pretty crappy."

"Do you think you'll be out tomorrow too?"

"Yes. My mom probably wouldn't let me go in even if I feel better."

Maddie typed back, "Okay, because I was going to offer you help studying for the test tomorrow."

"Thanks. I appreciate that. Are you feeling okay?"

She wrote back, "Yes, so far. Same with Ethan."

"Well, if I did get you sick, I apologize."

Maddie smiled as she typed back, "It's Oliver's fault. He got you sick."

Drew laughed when he saw Maddie's message. He wrote back, "Good point."

"The first bell rang. Gotta go. Glad you're feeling better."

Drew finished his text conversation with Maddie and put his phone down. "Maddie and Ethan aren't sick yet."

Emma said, "That's good."

"Yeah. Maddie said she could still help me study."

"As long as she doesn't tell you exactly what was on the test."

"Mr. Del Rossi doesn't give out the same test if you're making it up."

"That's smart. Some teachers we had back in the day weren't so smart about the tests they gave. Some would even repeat the same tests year after year. If someone had an older brother or sister, they'd just use their old tests to study."

"That would be great!"

Emma laughed, "Yeah, well, those days are over."

Sean and Jay were in Sean's office at the end of the day. Sean filled Jay in on his plans to possibly buy a new place. He was showing Jay pictures on the computer screen.

"That place would be perfect. It has the perfect number of bays, and you can make one of them private for the big-name clientele."

Sean nodded, "That was my exact thought."

"I'm kind of bummed I won't be here to see it all happen."

Sean smiled, "Yeah, well, you have more important things going on."

Jay walked around Sean's desk and sat down in front of him. "And pretty soon, you'll have those same important things happening."

Sean nodded. "I told Drew he could help me with that."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep. I want him involved as much as possible. It's been just the two of them for so long, and here I am coming in and disrupting their lives."

Jay shook his head, "That's not how it is. That kid adores you and he looks up to you. He loves you a lot."

Sean smiled, "I never knew I could feel love like that for another person. I want to protect him and make sure nothing happens to him."

"Why are you afraid that something may happen to him?"

Sean shook his head, "No reason."

Jay narrowed his eyes, "You and Emma were acting weird at his party. Something was going on."

"It's not my place to tell you what's going on."

Jay nodded, "Fine. If I figure it out on my own, will you tell me?"

Sean shook his head and chuckled, "You don't give up, do you?"

"How long have you known me?"

"Too long."

"Hilarious."

Pete knocked on Sean's door.

"Hey man, come on in. We're just waiting for the phone call."

Pete sat next to Jay and said, "Hannah can come in on Monday to interview. I just have to let her know what time."

Sean thought about it and said, "Tell her 10:30 a.m. I'd rather do it earlier in the day."

"Great."

While Pete texted Hannah, Jay asked, "Who's Hannah?"

"I'm looking for an administrative assistant to help me out. The paperwork is getting out of control, and I want more time to work on cars."

Jay nodded, then asked Pete, "Is she hot?"

Pete laughed and said, "Honestly? She's smokin'."

Jay said, "Nice."

Sean laughed, "Why is that nice? You're leaving soon."

"Not that soon and it'll be nice to have an attractive woman here. I'm sick of looking at all of you guys for hours on end."

"The feeling is mutual, Hogart."

Jay looked at Pete, "Like how smokin' are we talking?"

"She's blonde, tall, and her body is..." He paused, "Wow."

Sean shook his head, "Maybe this isn't a good idea. I don't want you guys to be distracted by a pretty girl working in the office."

Jay asked, "And you?"

"I only have eyes for Emma."

"Uh-huh. You can still look at other women."

"I don't want to."

"Yeah, okay. We'll see how that works out when this Hannah girl shows up on Monday."

Sean rolled his eyes.