Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko. I do own Xenon and the plot to this rather long fanfic which is growing by the second.

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Jeremie had gotten Franz Hopper's diary. Aelita scoured through it, but couldn't find anything on replikas. Aelita was confused because surely her father had invented whatever they were and would have said something about it, but there was nothing on it. Aelita was confused because after Xenon had disappeared, she had searched through files and had found that the replikas had increased in volume. Aelita nor Jeremie, after Aelita had told him, had any clue of what that meant.

The school got worried over Xenon's disappearance. After two days, they brought Odd to the office for questioning by police officers. Mr. Delmas and police officers asked Odd questions like, "When did you last see Miss Smith," "Do you know where she might have gone," or "You're her boyfriend right? Did you two have a fight?" and such. Odd told each and every person that he hadn't a clue where Xenon was. Odd knew that she was in Lyoko somewhere, probably trapped, but he couldn't tell anyone that. If Odd did, they would find the existence of Xana and want to shut down the supercomputer, which would kill three people. Xenon because she was in an unknown area of Lyoko, Xana because he lived in the supercomputer, and also Aelita since she was connected to Xana.

The next day, Aelita, Yumi, Ulrich, and Jeremie were pulled out of there classes to be questioned on the whereabouts of Xenon. They also denied that they knew where Xenon was. Police searched Xenon's room, but didn't find anything that could tell them of where she had gone. But they had found Xenon's laptop which they took for evidence, but it was useless. Xenon had set the access to her laptop be password protected, so that not ever an experience hacker could get in if they tired.

The police said there were no leads to Xenon's sudden disappearance and they couldn't put the blame on anyone yet. Mr. Delmas personally questioned Odd after the police left the school.

"I know you know where Xenon is." Mr. Delmas said as he paced his office. Odd sat in a chair in front of Mr. Delmas' desk and had been there for twenty minutes. As Mr. Delmas asked variations of, "Where is Xenon," Odd answered "I don't know" differently each time. It was much like a bull fight. Mr. Delmas was the bull trying to get to the red fabric, the whereabouts of Xenon, but Odd kept pulling the the fabric away by not telling Mr. Delmas what he wanted to know.

"I do not know where Xenon is." Odd said stressing every word, frustrated. Mr. Delmas looked at Odd disgusted as if Odd had committed a crime and refusing to admit his wrong when there was evidence against him . "I honestly don't know where she is." Odd repeated.

"Not a single clue? Not even a possibility?" Mr. Delmas asked, his eyes bore into Odd's.

Yes, she's in Lyoko. Odd thought. "No. None." Odd said simply. Mr. Delmas still stared at Odd. Odd stared back, knowing that if he looked away, Mr. Delmas was going to know that he knew a snippet of information. When Mr. Delmas broke his gaze, Odd let out a small breath of relief, but returned to his normal stance as Mr. Delmas looked right back at him.

Mr. Delmas keep a hard thoughtful look on him. Odd shuffled his feet uncomfortably. "Mr. Della Robbia."

"Yes?" Odd said in the steadiest voice he could muster.

"You're a eleventh grader and seventeen, right?" Mr. Delmas said sitting in the chair behind his desk. He glanced kindly at Odd.

"Yes, sir." Odd replied.

"So, you're seventeen with a girlfriend who has just disappeared." Odd didn't know what to say as Mr. Delmas statement wasn't a question. Mr. Delmas pressed on, "I know what it was like to be around your age with a girlfriend. You better not be hurting her, or I'll be forced to expel you."

Odd felt as if Mr. Delmas was acting like Xenon's father. Oh great. Another father figure. Odd thought. Mr. Smith, maybe Franz Hopper someday, and now Mr. Delmas.

"At your age, you want a girlfriend. I don't know what your reasons for having one, but if something has ever happened between you and Xenon needs to be cleared up. You can tell me." Mr. Delmas said sounding much like one of those counselors who want to be your special friend.

"There's nothing between us--"

"What?" Mr. Delmas interrupted. He peered over his glasses to look at Odd.

"No you didn't let me finish." Odd said quickly. "I was going to say there's nothing between us like a fight."

"Oh." Mr. Delmas said calming down. "Xenon is a very important person and I'm not just saying that because of her academic scores." Odd didn't say anything. "I don't know why she wanted to come to Kadic Academy when she could easily get into any university in France but she's here." Mr. Delmas didn't say anything like he was waiting for a response from Odd.

"And?" Odd said.

"Do you really care for Miss Smith or is she a fling like every other girl in your grade?" Mr. Delmas asked, his words pushing a dagger in Odd's stomach.

"I do care for Xenon." Odd said. He had tried to stay strong, but he didn't know if he could last any longer. Aelita and Jeremie had been basically living by the supercomputer since Xenon's disappearance five days ago and had found no trace of her. Odd, Yumi, and Ulrich had searched for Xenon on Lyoko. Odd received no telepathic signal from Xenon as she had sent him once before when she disappeared. Odd had reached his breaking point.

"I--I didn't necessarily say that you didn't--" Mr. Delmas started.

"But that's what your thinking!" Odd yelled, tears threatening to fall. They were tears of anger and of sadness. He couldn't stand sitting in this little chair with a principal who was trying to shrink him and search him for an answer. Odd got up, went to the door, and, after some fumbling with the handle, opened it and slammed it shut behind him, much to the surprise to Mr. Delmas.

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Odd continued on with school as usual as did Aelita and Jeremie. Finals for the end of the semester were coming up. Aelita and Jeremie did still use the supercomputer to looked for Xenon, and usually left Odd to do so. Odd knew that they still hadn't given up, but it actually made it worse. Odd knew that even after the hours spent in front of the supercomputer that they would be wasted because they wouldn't be able to find Xenon.

Odd studied for the finals much more than anyone else, as he knew that's something that would impress Xenon, also everyone else. Last finals, she had helped him study, now he was on his own. He studied in his free time. Odd never picked up a pencil to draw, turned on computer to work on a movie, nor play his guitar. He didn't find any more point to practice those because it made him sad, even though he never really used any of those things to make something for Xenon.

Odd would just lay on his bed or at his desk and study. Kiwi seemed to know that his owner was sad and crawled into Odd's lap to keep him company. While Odd studied, he would occasionally, absentmindedly pet Kiwi.

Ulrich, Yumi, Aelita, and Jeremie worried about Odd. Ulrich would enter the room to get Odd for dinner to see Odd staring blankly at a textbook. Ulrich would tell him it was dinner time, but Odd would reply with, "I'm not hungry," which made everyone else worry more.

Finals came up, and Odd was surprised that he actually knew what the questions were asking and that he knew the answers. Ulrich reminded Odd of when they were younger, Odd had taken his tests and folded them into origami. Ulrich received a weak laugh from Odd and then a hastily excuse for leaving.

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School let out from the summer. Ulrich had left to visit his parents in Germany. Yumi, much to her dislike, was going to Japan with her parents and Kiroki to visit the universities her parents wanted her to go to. Jeremie and Aelita had applied for the summer preparatory Baccalauréat course so they could remain at Kadic and near the factory.

Odd, on the other hand, hadn't a clue on what he was going to spend his summer doing. He decided to take the preparatory course with Aelita and Jeremie so he could stay at Kadic. He called Sissi, a lot, to ask her on the baby's condition. Sissi had always replied with everything is alright and she's perfectly healthy. Odd did regularly visit Sissi, but first he called and asked if her father was there or not.

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Summer past by with still no clue where Xenon was, what replikas were, no Xana attacks, and any abnormalities. Odd sat through the preparatory course bored to death and couldn't concentrate on what he was learning. They had asked him which Baccalauréat he wanted to take. Odd decided that the literature and science one wouldn't be a help when he would take over DRT; he took the social science Baccalauréat.

As September drew closer, it brought two things. Another school year starting, which would make it the last year at Kadic, and when Odd's and Sissi's baby was suppose to arrive.

Aelita, Jeremie, and Odd left a classroom in the math wing after a particularly long class on how to write a great essay which would be sure to score at least a thirteen. They reached to courtyard and were going to go their separate ways when they saw someone unfamiliar walking across the courtyard taking in the campus. She looked like a high, fashionable executive in her early thirties. She had not a hair out of place on her golden mane though she had a small strip of blond hair on the right side of her face.

"Is she—no she wouldn't be." Aelita thought as she tried to place this woman.

"Huh?" Odd asked turning to Aelita, and so did Jeremie.

"Well, Mr. Delmas has always talked about retiring maybe he finally went through with it and this is the new principal." Aelita said. Odd stared at the woman who was now almost out of sight on the other side of the courtyard and shrugged.

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School was starting in a week and summer seemed to past instantly even though Odd, Ulrich, Aelita, Jeremie, and Yumi had been bored. Students started to come back for the new semester and new students went through the application process. Lucrece Moreau, the executive-looking woman that Aelita, Odd, and Jeremie saw, formally introduced herself as the new principal of Kadic academy a few days before the start of school.

Odd grew nervous as each second of September past. Sissi could go into labor in any minute. Odd kept his cellphone in his hand at every possible moment. Odd was sure the second he would let go of his phone that Sissi would call breathing heavily as her father or Eleanor took her to the hospital. Sissi had agreed to call Odd, but no promises because getting to a hospital would be the number one priority.

Odd had a weekly visit to Sissi on Sunday without any big worries as Mr. Delmas was taking a trip across Europe. Odd got on a bus to take to Paris the day before the new semester. Odd sat in his window seat and sighed.

There's too much going on. Sissi and Xenon. Odd thought. Where's Xenon? Odd thought desperately. What if she never comes out of the supercomputer? What if she got deleted? What if... Odd stopped himself. He gripped his hands around his cellphone in attempt to stop the shaking, but it didn't work so well. Odd shook his head trying to clear it, and looked at his cellphone. He sighed and went through his phone book scrolling down to Sissi's number. As Odd was going to press call, when he got an incoming call.

"Hello?" Odd said as he answered.

"Hello."

"Who is this?" Odd asked.

"Eleanor. Look. Sissi told me to call you. I have to go--"

"Wait, what?" Odd asked quickly. "Is Sissi--"

"Yes she's in labor." Eleanor said. "I need to go. The doctor is telling me she's dilated seven centimeters and freaking out. I need to call Jean-Pierre and---"

"Here I'll hang up but what hospital are you at?" Odd asked quickly.

"George Pompidou European hospital." Before Odd could say anything, Eleanor hung up. Odd bit his lip as he thought about the situation and the bus ride to Paris.

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Note: Baccalauréat is what students in French students take at the end of their senior year. There are three different Baccalauréat 's: literature, science, and economics and social sciences. They are scored in many different areas (areas reflect on which one you're taking) out of twenty. So, a thirteen out of twenty is a good score. Twenty out of twenty is very rare and almost impossible.

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Edit: I don't know why the last part of this chapter is in italics as on the document it isn't...