Michael caught a cab to take them back to their apartment. It was a long drive, and eventually Mia fell asleep. Michael didn't want to wake her up when they arrived, so he paid the driver and carried her upstairs. He unlocked the door and kicked it open. He took Mia into her room and put her down on the bed. Mia's pajamas where hanging in the bathroom, so he grabbed those and changed Mia's clothes.

"Michael?" She mumbled as he layed her down on the bed and pulled the covers up to her waist. "Are we at home?"

"Yeah, and it's time for you to go to sleep." Michael whispered, then kissed her softly on the lips and started to leave.

"Don't!" Mia shouted, bolting up in the bed. "I-I'm scared." Even though it was dark, Michael could feel Mia blush. "Stay—please, Michael."

"Alright, I'll be right back." He whispered, and then went into his room to change into his boxers. He shuffled back into Mia's room and climbed into her bed. She scooted towards him. He put his arm around her waist and curled around her back. "Night Mia." He whispered into her ear.

"G'Night Michael." She replied before she fell asleep.

The sun blinded Michael as he tried to open his eyes. It poured in through the window in Mia's bedroom. He reached his hand over to the bedside table and felt around for his watch; 10:30. He pushed the covers off his waist and swung his legs over the side of the bed. After he showered and shaved, he walked into the kitchen.

"Good Morning." Mia stood in the kitchen wearing her favorite jeans and a red Mickey Mouse t-shirt. She was stirring up a batch of pancakes, and Michael grinned when he saw a big bag of M&Ms next to the bowl. He walked around the bar and wrapped his arms around Mia's waist.

"Morning Babe. Pancakes?"

"Yep. M&Ms?"

"Of course! Kiss?" Mia laughed and pecked him on the cheek. While Mia poured the batter into a pan, Michael pulled plates out of the cabinet. Within the next five minutes coffee mugs, silverware, napkins, and a carton of milk were set out on the table. Michael and Mia ate their breakfast in silence, as they always did. Neither one wanted to disturb the other while they were eating their M&M pancakes. Everyone else thought they were disgusting, but Michael and Mia loved them. When they were finished, they cleaned up and flopped down on the couch. When they'd finally settled down and were watching Trading Spaces, the phone rang. Michael grabbed for it.

"Hey. Moscovitz-Thermopolis residence."

"Michael! You're home! Is Mia with you?! Omigod I was so worried! Are you okay? Is Mia okay? Omig—"Lilly screeched into the phone.

"Whoa—Lilly—Breathe for a minute will you? I'm fine, Mia's fine, we're obviously home, why don't you come over and we'll tell you all about it." He said, and then handed the phone to Mia.

"Lilly?" Mia said into the phone.

"MIA!" Michael heard blast from the other end. Mia jerked the phone away from her ear and mouthed 'Ow', then went back to talking to Lilly.

"—No I'm fine. Of course I'm not—But Lilly—No—Yes—Maybe?—LILLY!" She started laughing uncontrollably. Michael assumed his sister had mentioned something embarrassing about him and Mia being together. "Okay, we'll see you in a little—Okay Lilly—Okay, bye." Mia grinned as she reached over Michael to put the phone on the cradle. She put her head down in his lap and looked up at him.

"She's engaged." Mia grinned as she saw the dumbfounded look on Michael's face.

"She WHAT?! To—oh, Jeremiah?"

Mia nodded. "Yep. She said he came home let's see, the night I was taken, and then he asked her the following morning. It's weird isn't it? They've only been together for three and a half months."

"But she knew him for something like four months before we met him, so—"

"Seven and a half months." Mia said almost instantly.

"I have to say your math has gotten a lot better since 9th grade." Michael laughed and gently pushed Mia over so he could lie down next to her. He put his arms around her and they kissed and cuddled until Lilly got there.