Two weeks later Jeremiah was four days off getting released from the hospital. Lilly had, of course, stayed with Michael and Mia the whole time, and although Michael loved his sister, he really wanted her out. Mia, Michael, and Lilly had all gone to see Jeremiah that afternoon to lift his spirits and get him ready to come home. After their visit they all went back to the apartment for some ice cream. Lilly and Mia had challenged Michael to a race up to the apartment—first one there got to choose the toppings on the pizza they ordered that night. Michael was up the stairs in a heartbeat, leaving Lilly and Mia far behind. Mia stopped because she hit her elbow on the banister, so she was last to the apartment. When she got there, her arm was bleeding a little, but nothing serious. She walked through the open door and ran into Michael.

"Michael, what are you doing? Why are you stopped in the middle of the--?" Mia dropped her bags on the floor. She realized why he'd stopped and gone silent. Mia's grandmother stood near the sofa glaring at them.

"Grandmere!? What on earth are you doing here? How did you get in?" She asked, stepping in front of Michael as if to protect him.

"The landlord let me in. But don't you change the subject! Are you—"She pointed a long, crooked finger at Mia, "—and you—" she pointed the same long, crooked finger at Michael, "—living in this...apartment....together?" She hissed.

"Yeah Grandmere." Mia replied in a disturbingly quiet tone.

"You will not use the word YEAH to me! You say Yes Grandmere."

"Y-Yes Grandmere." Mia repeated even quieter than before.

"You are living with this—idiot musician, unmarried, and obviously not engaged?" She yelled. Michael, who had his hand on Mia's back, felt her stiffen and saw her hands clench into fists.

"Yes Grandmere." She said through clenched teeth. She was shaking now.

"You will come with me. We are going back to Genovia—" Her grandmother growled and then walked towards the door. But she stopped in front of Michael and glared at him. "—where you belong." She hissed, face 3 inches from his.

"Grandmere, I am not going anywhere." Mia said, crossing her arms and glaring at her Grandmother. Lilly's eyes got wide as she watched from across the room. The woman called Grandmere stiffened, then turned on her heel to face Mia.

"What did you say to me?" She asked.

"I said I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here—with Michael." She slipped her arm through his and they faced her grandmother together. Surprisingly her Grandmother just rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers. Within a few seconds, three large, muscular men in black suits glared at Mia and Michael.

"I didn't think you'd come willingly. So I brought along some reinforcements." She said, then snapped her fingers again. The three guards came towards the couple. Mia tried to hold onto Michael, but while two of the guards held him back, the other one grabbed a struggling Mia and carried her out the door. Lilly started to go after her, but one of the guards holding Michael grabbed her as well.

"MIA!" Michael screamed. "MIA! YOUR MAJESTY! COME BACK!" Michael felt one of the guards pull both of his arms back, and the other put a cloth in front of Michael's nose and mouth and held it there. Michael struggled for a moment, and then fell to the floor in a heap.

"Michael!" Lilly screamed, kicked, and bit the guard that was holding her back, until he finally let her go. The two remaining guards rushed out the door. Lilly dropped down next to Michael and tried to get him to come to. That's when she noticed something on the floor. She reached over and picked it up. It was a ticket.

Flight: 104

Destination: Genovia

Flight Departure: 5:30 pm

She heard Michael moving. She stuffed the ticket in her pocket and crawled back over to him. Michael shook his head and sat up.

"Where's Mia?" He mumbled. "I've got to find Mia." Lilly helped him up and they ran down to the car. She got him woken up and able to see straight, then filled him in on her plan.

"Go Lilly! You rock!" Michael grinned, taking the ticket she presented him. He pulled the sleeve of his arm up and checked his watch: 5:20. He had just enough time to get on the plane. He ran into the airport and found the flight gate. He'd made it. He was on the plane. The last ones to board were Mia, her grandmother, and one of the body guards. The bodyguard was practically carrying Mia. They had obviously drugged her, so she couldn't struggle. The flight attendant escorted them to the seats that were reserved especially for them. They sat down in seats directly in front of Michael. Michael hid his face and prayed the bodyguard wouldn't turn around the rest of the way to Genovia.