Lucille knows her brother is hiding something from her. She's used to it. Being a younger sibling means that she doesn't always get told all the details. Being an older sibling means she understands why. She knows that everything is not okay. When she sees Matthew's pale face in the hall outside her and Michelle's room, she knows something is worse. She pretends she doesn't notice as Mathew mimics Alfred's laid-back attitude as he makes an excuse about what's going on, but she doesn't believe him.

Mathew looks scared, and that's the reason Lucille pretends she doesn't notice. Mathew doesn't want her to be scared too. Lucille doesn't want that either. She's a little sister. It means that her older siblings will want to protect her instead of rely on her. She knows she'd do the same for Michelle, which is why she won't tell her sister what happened when she wakes up tomorrow. Lucille doesn't want Michelle to be scared either.

Lucille also knows being a younger sibling isn't just about being protected. Sometimes it's about fighting with your siblings, or pointing out when they make a mistake, sometimes, it's about just letting them hug you when your scared. It's true that sometimes it is about letting your older siblings focus on protecting you so they don't have time to be scared, but she also thinks it's about supporting your older siblings.

That's why Lucille wakes Michelle up early to help make breakfast. She wants to make a feast, and she knows her brother's favorite foods, and she also knows Francis' favorite dishes to make. She has fond memories of learning how to make crepes and croissants from her Papa, remembering the right heat and how to fold them, the joy of eating her first breakfast she'd made herself with her family, and the smiles on their faces as they'd eaten it.

Michelle lights up when she's finally away enough to hear Lucille's idea, and she's more than happy to help. Lucille is surprised to find out that Michelle never learned how to make crepes from her Papa, and though a part of her is proud that Francis only taught her, and other part is sad that Michelle didn't learn. Lucille feels a little guilty, as though she's robbing Michelle of a happy experience with Francis, but she still teaches Michelle how to make crepes in his place.

Michelle beams once she gets the hang of it, hugging Lucille in excitement, and thought he guilt doesn't go away, it lessens. Lucille thinks that Francis will have to teach Michelle how to cook something else, but the experience of learning to make crepes is a happy memory with her older sister instead of her father now. Lucille can't help but be proud of herself for that.

Not long after Michelle starts getting the hang of making crepes, Antonio appears in the kitchen and asks to help, and a half hour after that, Gilbert wanders in the kitchen, still in his pajamas, and is promptly kicked out for being a huge pain. It's fun, and they all laugh at Gilbert when Antonio swats him on the rear with a spatula, and after a moment, even Gilbert laughs. Lucille almost forgets why they're all there.

When she brings the crepes to the table, an hand snatches one from the top, and she knows it's not Gilbert, who is sitting at the table already, and she thinks she knows who it is as turns to scold her brother. She's surprised when she sees a different brother than expected.

"Alfred?"

She can't believe her eyes. She doesn't know when Alfred arrived, and a part of her thinks she must be wrong, but Alfred grins in his trademark smile, his eyes twinkling deviously.

"Not just me!"

It impossible, she knows as well as anyone else that Arthur and Francis haven't spoken in years there is no way, but...

"Arthur?"

She asked the name is disbelief as Michelle jumps out of her chair and flings herself into his arms

"Dad!"

It's impossible, or at the very least improbable, but the man who had sworn he'd never set foot in the same house as Francis ever again was standing somewhat sheepishly in the doorway with an arm full of Michelle, looking a little unsure of himself.

Lucille looked back towards Alfred and started to grin. She was worried because nothing they did seems to make Francis better and sometimes it feels like he can't even see them. She's not worried anymore. The Calvary has arrived, and Lucille knows everything is only going to get better.

"Thanks for coming, Alfred."

She puts as much sincerity as she can muster into her words, and Alfred gives her a look that suggests he knows something she doesn't, but he only grins in return and answered lightly.

"Anything for my family."