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Yeah, me too. I wish it could stay in Script but too many people complain.

France

Meg leaned on the side of the plastic commercial airline window. Linden had fallen asleep in the seat next to her. The sun had just begun to rise and the sky was stained in pink and orange. The ocean was a beautiful, clear blue underneath them. Meg felt herself slipping into unconsciousness and leaned back on the airline pillows.

Two hours later, they were fifteen minutes away from the French airport. The intercom came on and woke Linden and Meg up.

"Meg….I don't wanna go to school, just five more minutes!" Linden protested as she slowly sat up. Meg laughed and Linden sat up straighter.

"Where are we?"

"On the plane to France, it seems as though you aren't completely awake…." Meg giggled. Linden frowned at her and sat up further.

"How far away from France?" She asked just as the plane hit the ground.

"Guess you know," Meg said, still trying to keep a straight face. Linden glared at her and picked up her carry-on bag from the ground. The flight attendant let them out first, as they were in first class.

"France at last….." Sighed Meg as she looked around.

"How long has it been since we were last here?" Linden asked calmly, not as struck with the sights as Meg was.

"Years, months, days, I can't seem to remember….." Meg breathed. Linden shook her head. There was obviously no point in trying to make Meg talk to her. They went through the normal process of baggage check and all the walkways. There was a chauffer waiting at the front entrance for them. He helped them load their bags into the limo and opened the door for them. Linden yawned again and promptly fell asleep. Meg sighed happily as she watched the familiar sights go by her window. Soon they came to Kadic, where they were being allowed to stay for the weekend. The administration had just finished building the new wing. All the old students were staying there for the week. As Meg stepped out of the limo, she spotted a familiar face.

"Aelita! Is that really you?" She cried. Aelita turned and slowly looked at her.

"Meg? Meg!" Aelita cried happily. Meg ran up to her and smiled.

"I see you've been busy while I was gone. How far along are you?" She asked, happy to see her dear friend was pregnant.

"Oh, I'm seven months along. Meg, it's a girl! I'm going to have a little girl!" Aelita laughed. Linden walked up behind them.

"Who's the father?" Meg asked, still shocked to see her old friend like this.

"I believe that would be me." A voice said behind them.

"Jeremie!" Meg yelled and hugged him. Aelita smiled at her friend's happiness.

"How have you been? I heard you made a video game about our adventures in Lyoko." Meg giggled.

"We've been great. Who's your friend here?" Jeremie questioned.

"You don't remember her? That's amazing!" Meg exclaimed.

"I don't know who they are either, Meg…..Wait, pink hair…..Glasses….You're the girl I used to call-" Linden thought out loud.

"Pretty Girl! Linden, you've grown so much!" Aelita wrapped her arms around Linden tightly and laughed until Jeremie thought there might be something wrong with her.

"Have either of you seen Ulrich and-" Meg began.

"Meg!" There was a shout behind her and Meg turned to see her old friend, Yumi running toward her.

"Yumi! It's been so long! How are you?" Meg shouted excitedly.

"Far too long, and I've been just fine," Yumi laughed.

"Where's Ulrich?" Meg asked happily.

"He's getting our things out of the car," Yumi giggled, "It seems you've been having a good time as well! I've seen your face on quite a few magazines. Spill!"

"Oh, no, you first! I see that rock on your finger, don't try and hide it!" Meg gushed. Just then Yumi saw Aelita.

"Aelita! How far are you? Who's the dad? Is it a boy or a girl? What are you going to name it?"

"Whoa, whoa, slow down, now. I can only take so much at once. I'm seven months along, Its Jeremie's, and I'm having a baby girl. We don't know her name yet," Aelita smiled, "But I'm sure you'll help us think of one. Speaking of Jeremie, where is he?"

"Oh, I saw him run off to go help Ulrich unpack." She linked arms with the other two, "Shall we catch up?"

"No one's doing anything without me!" And enthusiastic voice came from behind them and someone clapped their hands over her eyes.