Hey guys! Sorry it's been forever since I've updated. I've written and rewritten this chapter numerous times but every time I decide to go in a different direction with it. But, here it is, finally!

APOV

I pulled my coat around me tighter as Adam and I walked out of school.

"So, how are you enjoying Marbury so far?" I asked. "I haven't really seen you this week."

"It's okay. " He nodded. He laughed. "A lot different from my old school."

Seeing as I was grounded, Adam and I hadn't seen much of each other since New Year's. When we were around each other, we didn't talk about what happened. I don't think either of us were quite sure how we felt about it. Well, I knew I didn't.

When I look at Adam, I see a friend. I try to picture what it would be like if we were dating or whatever, and then I remember how it always turns out. A guy that I'm friends with starts to have feelings for me and I try to reciprocate those feelings, but then I start to freak and it doesn't work out. I didn't want to take a chance like that with Adam.

"So I heard that your dad's coming to town soon." He mentioned.

"Where'd you learn that?" I asked.

"Your mom was telling Sam." He said.

"What was she saying about it?" I asked. "Did he tell you?"

"I couldn't really tell." He shrugged.

"Huh." I nodded. "Anyway, yeah. He's coming to Boston to settle some custody stuff with my mom."

"Are you going to get to spend any time with him?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "We might go out to dinner or something."

We had made it to Cheers and I caught a cab home. When I walked in, I set my bag on the couch and walked into the kitchen for a snack.

"Analeigh," My mother called from upstairs. "Is that you?"

"Yes, Mom!" I called back.

She came down the stairs, her hair released from the tight coil of her bun. Her curls springing about.

"How was school?" She asked, kissing my forehead.

"It was okay." I said.

"Rehearsal?"

"Good." I said.

"I'm very excited to see it." She smiled. "I told your father about it and he said that he's looking forward to it, also."

"Yeah, about that." I said. "I was talking to Adam after school and he said something about you talking to Sam about Frasier coming to town."

"How could he have known that?"

"He reads lips." I told her. "Or maybe Sam mentioned something, I don't know. But, what I'm trying to say is, is there something wrong with Frasier coming to Boston?"

"Of course there's nothing wrong with it." She shrugged. "It's a free country."

"Mom..." I sighed. "Come on. Something's bugging you."

"Okay, fine." She sat down at the breakfast table. "I'm not looking forward to having to share you with him. And this is going to be the first time that I have to do that."

"You never had that problem with Frederick." I mentioned.

"Well, I always had to split my time with Frederick with Frasier." She admitted. "But not with you. You've always been my little girl and now you're not just mine. I'm going to miss out on things with you while you're off visiting with him."

"Mom," I said, taking her hands. "I'll always be yours. We'll still spend loads of time together, you won't even realize you're missing anything. Okay?"

"Okay." She smiled and embraced me. "I love you, Analeigh."

"I love you, too."

My phone buzzed and I went to check it. Well, this was awkward. "It's Frasier." I told her.

"Go talk to him." She rolled her eyes and smiled. I smiled back and went up to my room and dialed Frasier's cell.

"Hey," He answered. "How's everything going?"

"Good." I answered. "You?"

"Great!" He responded. "Actually, I wanted you to know something. I got some extra time off, so I'll be flying in early."

"How early?" I asked, nervously. "We weren't expecting you until next weekend."

"Well, it looks like I'll be able to come in this weekend instead!" He announced. "Isn't that great? I have so many things planned for us to do."

"Yeah, great." I said slowly, unsure of how great all of this really was. "Hey, I've gotta go help Mom with dinner. So, I'll talk to you later."

"Oh, okay." He said, obviously surprised at my sudden fleet. "Well, I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, buh-bye."

I hung up and sat on my bed. I ran my hands through my hair. This was terrible. As great as it was that I would get to spend more time with Frasier, I knew that it would just be a harder blow to my mom of the reality that I wasn't all hers anymore. So now I was going to have to balance between humoring my father who was making up for sixteen years of lost time and a mother who didn't want to let go of the sixteen years we had spent together. This was promising to be quite a fun weekend.