A/N : Yes, I'm back, again! I don't know how much longer I can keep up at this pace but I seem to be okay at the moment and I did promise that as long as you kept revieiwing I would keep posting and you keep reviewing which is great! To jackie, Sunkisses643, CrazyNut2002, sapofbks2002, swimcc, ndblue123, Lemon, Angel, little-princess and my two anons too, thanx so much for reviewing - it means a lot.

Right, now on to chapter 10...

Disclaimer : Phillippe is my character, the rest belong to the wonderful author that is Meg Cabot!

"I should get going soon, your Aunt Lilly will wonder what's happened to me" Michael told his son. They had spent most of the morning, together with Mia, just talking about the family Phillippe was yet to meet and also about Mia and Michael when they were young. Both of Phillippe's parents had enjoyed reliving their pasts for the sake of their son and Mia was interested to know what had happened to Michael and Lilly since she had last seen them. However, it did not stop the two spending some of their time thinking about each other. They desperately wanted time alone to talk and to do other things that they certainly would not have mentioned in front of their son! But neither were willing to break up the conversation when it was making Phillippe so happy to have both his real parents together and just talking about things.

"Do you have to go right now?" the boy groaned.

"Yes, I do" Michael smiled as his sons tone, "but I'll come back, tomorrow, okay?" he turned to Mia. She wasn't sure she could wait until tomorrow to see him again.

"How about tonight?" she suggested, "you could come for dinner and bring Lilly too"

"Okay" Michael agreed, immediately, glad he didn't have to wait too long to see Mia again. He stood up with Phillippe and hugged his son, before turning to Mia. He was not really sure what to do. He wanted to kiss her, but he wasn't sure if she would approve. She had agreed to marry him but it had been over sixteen years since they had done anything like that. Besides with Phillippe there he wasn't sure if she'd be completely relaxed about it.

"Phillippe, can you go and get changed now, we have a lunch appointment with the Prime Minister in an hour and I know how long it takes you to get ready" Mia smiled to her son and he did as he was told, smiling and saying 'goodbye' to his father as he went.

"So," Michael began but wasn't sure what he was going to say.

"So" Mia copied, not knowing what else to say either.

"I really had better get going" he smiled, after a few moments of silence, "I'll see you tonight" he concluded and turned towards the door. Mia couldn't let him just leave.

"Michael!" she called and he turned back immediately, almost as if he had hoped she'd call him back.

"I love you" she said simply. Now that Mia had said that and given the fact that they were now alone in the room, Michael took his chance. He strode back over to Mia took her in his arms and kissed her. She kissed him back and they did not stop for several minutes. They had missed each other terribly and it felt so good and so right to be together again.

When they finally broke apart, neither said a word. Michael placed one last kiss on Mia's hand and then left with a silent smile. Then Mia disappeared upstairs to get ready for lunch and to daydream about Michael until he came back to her that night.

"Lilly!" Mia screamed as she came running at her best friend. It was probably not the ideal way for a queen to behave but after sixteen years of not seeing a person that had been almost a sister to her in the past, Mia didn't care. She hugged Lilly tightly and was almost in tears with the joy that she felt.

"Mia, I'm so pleased to see you!" Lilly screamed too, "You haven't changed at all"

"Neither have you and I hear you married Boris" Mia replied.

"Oh yeah, who'd have known that I'd marry my high school boyfriend, I mean..." Lilly trailed off when she remembered tat Mia had married her first high school boyfriend and that Michael had told her she was soon to marry her second.

"Sorry" she said, quietly, which came as a shock to Mia who didn't think she'd ever heard her friend apologise for anything, ever! Before she had time to say anything else, Phillippe appeared having heard the yelling downstairs.

"You must be Aunt Lilly" he said as he entered the room. Lilly couldn't believe it. It was amazing just how much this boy looked like his father. She moved from Mia to Phillippe and hugged him too, giving Michael a chance to kiss his new fiancé without their son taking too much notice.

Dinner was spent getting reacquainted. Mia learnt all about Lilly's life with her husband and children who were twelve, ten and nine years old, and Lilly was told stories about Mia being made Queen and about Phillippe growing up. Michael remained fairly quiet through the whole evening which worried his sister, his son and his future wife. Eventually it got the better of Lilly, who was always known for being blunt.

"Michael, why are you sitting there like an idiot when you could be enjoying an enlightening conversation with your family?" she demanded to know.

"It's nothing, I'm fine" he mumbled.

"I know when you're lying!" Lilly continued, dissatisfied with his answer, "Come on, tell us what's going on in that tiny mind of yours!" Lilly loved her brother dearly, everyone knew that, but they just had one of those love and hate relationships that were common amongst siblings it seemed, and so as worried as she was about her brother, Lilly usually liked to throw a couple of insults in with her concern to balance it out a bit.

"Calm down, Lil," Michael told his sister, "I was just thinking about Mia and me and us getting married"

"And you're not happy about it?" Lilly was shocked.

"Obviously, I'm happy about it!" Michael said quickly, noticing the pained expression he had caused on Mia's face.

"It's just, is it allowed?"

Mia looked confused.

"What do you mean 'allowed'? I'm the Queen of Genovia, I make the rules, of course I'm allowed to marry the father of my son!" she exclaimed.

"But no-one knows I'm his father!" Michael shouted now.

"What difference does that make?" Phillippe wanted to know but Mia knew exactly what difference it made. She hadn't even been thinking about what the people of Genovia would think if she just got married all of a sudden and she couldn't tell them that Michael was Phillippe's father - there would be an outrage!

"He's right Phillippe" she said, quietly, "I can't tell the people he's your father and..." she began to cry. She couldn't bare to say it but she was pretty sure there was no way around it - she couldn't marry Michael after all.

A/N : I should have another chapter for you tomorrow, as long as you keep reviewing of course!