Author's Note: WOOOOOT. Red Sox are bangin'. Hey Petey best not mess it all up tonight. We need the momentum ya know?

More WS Gossip that you probably don't care about: Jeter is pissed off and letting everyone know about it in NYC....

A-Rod is a lousy tipper

- Oh wait, I forgot, we beat them so they aren't part of World Series gossip! Brew haha!

That was mean huh? Let me gloat over that. It's almost better than winning the whole thing. Hey Yankees, who's your Papi?

Okay...um, here's an update. It's been a week already so I suck majorly huh? Can you blame me? I have midterms, Patriots (21-0 haha NY Jets!), plus a lil thing called the World Series. I'm a very busy girl.

Last time we left off Lilly just admitted that she had an affair with a professor. And no, I don't think you can be kicked out of school for that, but you'll see why she chose to....

Okay, definitely was not expecting THAT. "Oh."

"But then I broke it off after like, two months and he didn't want it to be over."

I bit my lip. "Okay." At least it was a man. I didn't need anymore surprises in my life.

"He stalked me. Not like Norman stalking, but for real. He followed me back to my apartment one night and attacked me. That was when I decided I couldn't be at school anymore, but then he and Shameeka started dating."

Ah ha. "How old was this guy? How did he attack you?" I asked, snapping into protective big brother mode.

"How do you think?" she asked with red eyes. "But I told Mom and Dad a different story. I told them I was with him and that he dumped me for Shameeka."

"Why didn't you tell Shameeka?" I snapped.

"Because, it's embarrassing, Michael."

"You should tell her. If she's dating a pervert you should."

"She doesn't want to hear it. So I left there. I was terrified…I've never felt like that in my entire life. But now…life is looking up. I have Boris back and…well, I kind of have an idea about where my life is gonna lead me. And we won't be near him or her…"

I absorbed everything my little sister just told me. She had an affair with her professor. She had been assaulted by said professor. Her life had been destroyed by said professor. A rage that I never knew filled my chest. I wanted to kill the guy. I had never felt like this before…not about Lilly at least. I mean, she's my sister but she's always been able to take care of herself. She never needed me.

And then I felt even worse. I wasn't even able to take care of my little sister who was simply on the other side of the country. How would I protect my wife in an entirely different country? What if Evan had tried something in a drunken stupor? I felt totally helpless.

"Why are you telling me this....I mean, now?"

"So when we get there you understand if I'm quiet…and to explain why I've been so quiet….and my mate choices."

I laughed. Mate choices. "As long as you are okay with going out there then I want you there. Ella needs a woman who isn't into psychoanalyzing her every move."

She smiled. "I'm gonna be so sad when you guys leave for Genovia."

I shrugged, "You can come when ever you want to."

"It won't be the same though. I mean, don't get me wrong. I love helping out with her and everything…it'll be like ripping off a band aid ya know?"

"Penny Lane?" I asked, thinking about Almost Famous, our shared secret obbession.

"Put it in," she said with a smile.

Michael- I cannot believe you are moving all the way to California! You are nuts babe, absolutely nuts. But I'm excited for you, I know New York was getting on your nerves. And to be honest, if the roles were reversed it'd be getting on my nerves as well. I may have a surprise for you darling, but I won't say much more so I won't disappoint you. I must go. Ballet lessons (speaking of being nuts…)

-Purple

I was going to California before my family was going out. Alex and I had to help set up the new office and set up our house. My parents had bought a condo in the suburbs…doesn't that sound weird? The company gave me a car, which is going to be weird because I have never actually driven Ella in a car. When we went to my parents cabin we had my dad driving his mini van. Needless to say I was terrified.

I walked through the parking lot and saw a huge crowd of cameras. I guess I'd have to get used to seeing even more celebrities around. I mean, in New York we did, but those were nothing like in L.A. . "I wonder who it is…hey, maybe it's Keanu," Alex gushed. He was a big Keanu Reeves fan. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh please. If it was there would be no cameras." I craned my neck and saw who it was. It was Mia. I wouldn't get to talk to her, but we caught one another's eye. She did this on purpose. So we could share a brief moment together. I smiled and she discreetly waved to me.

I hailed a cab as she and her entourage came near the curb. "Would you mind?" she asked politely to me as a cab came up.

"What, share one?" I asked with a knowing grin. "No limo?"

She rolled her eyes dramatically, "Of course not. I need to get to the embassy quickly sir. I am very important and necessary."

I tried to not laugh at her 'holier than thou' attitude. "Fine your HIGHNESS."

Oh God. Watching that cab pull away was the highlight of the past few months. Seeing her look out the back window was...priceless. She was just a regular girl, not a princess. She was looking at me and smiling. I waved weakly.

"Moscovitz, we still need a cab," Alex said, looking at his cuticles. "Get one."

And that was the beginning of my new life in California. It was a much different speed than New York, that's for sure. I liked it, and Mia wrote that life in California was very much like Genovia, so it was good that I liked it.

She apologized for looking so cold. But she was happy we at least had a chance to see one another. She was also disappointed that Ella wasn't with me, but understood my reasoning. I told her I wished I had gotten into the cab with her just so we could at least hold hands.

She didn't have a chance to pop into my new townhouse. She was in town only for two days for conferences with the top U.S. Oil executives.

From that point where I moved to California I figured out that I had only had one hundred and ninety nine days until I get to marry Mia for real. In front of hundreds of invited guests and television viewers (yes, I was informed that it was to be broadcast worldwide. Her grandmother is going to kill us for such a public embarrassment! I can't wait!)

Ella loved the environment. Her skin was never exposed to so much sunlight back in New York, and she couldn't go to the playground as much. It was an interesting experience with her there because we were all having brand new experiences.

Mia- Here are some pictures of my daughter at VeniceBeach. She loves dipping her toes in the water- but then she runs away. She is so funny and adorable, just like her mom. She saw her picture the other morning and said 'Hi Mama!' and kissed it, doesn't it crack you up? I wish her mother was around to see this and for her today hi to in real life. But who knows? I guess when the time is right they will meet. Anyways, I just thought I'd drop a note to you while you are going crazy with your wedding plans. I'll send you a list of songs you should have played on the big day. Have you picked out your dress yet? How about your guys' wardrobe? He was in the military, but he's not going to wear the uniform is he?

- HRH

We started getting more careful about what we wrote in the letters. I never said 'our daughter' because her grandmother almost found a letter before Mia could hide it. I was also stressing out because the tabloids were speculating the wedding wardrobe.

Supposedly he was going to wear his military uniform with all of his awards for the big day, and I couldn't do that. If I pretended to be a military official then I could get thrown in jail.

But she wrote back that her 'guy' was to wear khaki pants and a navy blue jacket…Evan has been trying to appear to be casual and therefore would wear such clothes for his wedding. It'd be the only casual thing about the entire day.

I always took Ella to the beach when I got home from work. Alex went to the gym with Lilly so it was time to just be with my daughter. Our only alone time really.

Ella was the most adorable baby in the world. She toddled along the shore in her khaki capri's and tank top. Her hair was so curly...I guess she got that trait from me.

I liked feeling the water hitting my feet, so I would walk barefoot along the shore with my khaki's rolled up. Most guys my age probably think this would be the ideal way to seduce a woman; bring her to a picnic on the beach and then make her fall in love with you.

Me? Nah, I just bring my kid.

Ella loved running around on the beach after we took our initial walk along the shore. I would sit on some rocks and watch her chase around other little kids on the beach.

It made me think about the summer I spent in Genovia with Mia after I graduated high school. We'd only been together about six months at that point, but I had known even back then that I'd be with her for the rest of my life. We would sneak out to the whitesand beach near the palais and then run around. Make out a little.

But I never really showed how much I loved her though...not in public. We were no J. Lo and Ben (I guess that's kind of a good thing huh?). I kind of regretted not being more open with my feelings, but what eighteen year old is?

Ella collected shells along the shore for me and put them in a bucket. I told her we'd put holes in the shells and then make a necklace for her mommy. She didn't quite understand why she didn't have a mother at home like her friends from playgroup did, but she accepted it. I mean, she's only one and a half at this point so one wouldn't think she'd understand relationships at all, but she's so bright. She always is asking 'Dada, where Mama?' when we are out and we see other little girls with their mothers.

Mia doesn't believe me when I tell her how Ella is saying such things. I mean, the last time Mia saw her, Ella was just pooping and crying. Now she's forming primitive sentences and walking around. She's a real person now.

God. I should make her stay this age forever. I don't think I'll be able to handle it when she is a teenager. Maybe I'll discover an aging vaccine so I can keep her like this for as long as I want.

Work was pretty boring. I was the group leader on all the projects so I needed to work some long hours finalizing plans for new programs and contracts. All I really wanted was to go home and hang out with Ella. She just made things better for me. I mean, I couldn't have Mia at this point, so I got at least a little bit of her in Ella.

Lilly and Boris met up a lot. It was weird seeing her so happy. She started taking classes at night and worked at a bar on the weekends. But on those nights at the bar Boris was never very far. He had finished touring for the winter months and was spending a lot of his time in the townhouse with Lilly.

Alex started stressing out about Evan. "We've been together for awhile, but not really together, ya know?" he said one night. "I mean, he's always been out there with Mia. At least you and Mia had a chance to have a regular relationship!"
"It was never a regular relationship, and never will be," I said simply. "But you and Evan will work everything out. Have you decided what you are going to do after this is all over?"

I glanced over at Ella who was staring at Dora the Explorer on Nick Jr..

" We were talking about moving to London. We'd get separate flats there until we were ready to be living with one another."

"You guys will always be welcome to visit us in Genovia," I offered. "I know Ella will miss you a lot."

He looked at Ella who was yelling 'da map! Da map!'. "It's really weird. Before her I would have never imagined being so attached to a child. But now…I dunno. I'll miss making her dinners…cutting her hot dog into itty bitty pieces. And who will watch and appreciate Beaches with me?"

"She's only a year and a half, I highly doubt she appreciates the movie," I replied with an easy laugh. I was able to laugh easily because it was only six more months until I was with Mia again.

"Hey, Lilly doesn't have class tonight. Why don't we have her watch Ella and we go out for some drinks? I think we both need some guy time out of this place."

I shrugged. I hated leaving Ella. But Alex was right we needed some time out. "As long as it's okay with Lil-"

"As long as what is okay with me?" she asked, coming in on cue.

" Will you watch Ella tonight for me? We were just going to get some drinks."

She rolled her eyes. "Sure. Go ahead. Be home early though. I have plans tomorrow morning."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Now leave."

"What are the plans?" I asked as she pushed me out the door.

"None of your business."

"Does it have to do with your bridesmaid dress?"

She stopped, "How'd you know?"

"I am a freaking genius. Okay, we won't be late."