"You want to do what?" Cory asked, staring at his wife in shock.
"I want to track down Casey and Derek's siblings and reunite them." The lawyer said simply.
"That's crazy! It's insane! It-it's amazing! Let's do it!" Cory said happily.
"Good because I've already booked you a flight to London." Topanga said sweetly.
"You're sending me to England?" Cory yelped.
Topanga tutted.
"Of course not dumb-dumb. If they lived in London, England I'd go. No you are going to London, Canada." She said as she handed him his over night bag.
"Oh ok." Cory said with a nod.
Topanga started counting in her head.
"Wait WHAT?"
The best thing about Canada was Tim Horton's.
Everything else sucked.
Cory hated Canada.
Ever since Shawn dragged him to fucking Toronto and they ended up arrested for freaking helping an old lady across the street.
"Honestly Cor it's not that bad." Shawn said.
Cory glared at his phone.
"Canada is the WORST! I was so proud of Topanga! She had a great scheme! And then she sent me here! Shawny I want to go home!" Cory whined.
Shawn sighed into the phone.
"Then find the family and convince them."
"We could even find out where they live! All we have is their high school!" Cory said.
"Well they graduated, what, seven years ago? I'm sure there are teachers there that will still remember where they lived."
Cory considered it for a minute.
That could work.
"Thank Shawny! Want me to bring you back anything?" Cory asked.
"If you see any of those handicap signs with Drake take some pictures."
Thompson High School wasn't a small school but it wasn't as big as Abigail Adams.
Cory, however, had absolutely no sense of direction so he ended up wondering the halls.
"Excuse me are you lost?"
A pleasant looking black man approached.
Everything about him screamed TEACHER.
"Oh a teacher thank god. My name is Cory Matthews and I'm actually I'm looking for some information on two former students here." Cory said.
The man raised an eyebrow.
"And who are these students?" He asked.
"Derek Venturi and Casey… well actually I don't know Casey maiden name."
The man's eyes grew fond.
"McDonald. You'd better come with me. I'm Paul by the way. Paul Greebie."
Paul led Cory into a small office.
"Take a seat Mr. Matthews." He said.
"Please call me Cory." Cory said as he sat.
"How do you know Casey and Derek… Cory?" Paul asked.
"I work with Casey." Cory said.
"Casey's an English teacher and Derek's a lawyer."
Paul smiled proudly.
"I can see Casey being a teacher but Derek as a lawyer? Honestly I used to think he'd need a lawyer."
"I take it you're familier with them." Cory noted.
"All through high school Casey had a stand 1:30 appointment with me. Mostly her ranting about Derek." Paul said with a chuckle.
"They didn't like each other?" Cory asked surprised.
Paul leaned back, looking thoughtful.
"I think they like each other too much. The fighting was their way of forcing themselves to not like each other." He said.
"Well considering they're married now…"
Paul's eyes lit up.
"Really?" He asked.
Cory nodded and pulled out his phone, opening a picture Topanga had texted him of Maddie and Auggie.
He handed the phone to Paul.
"They have a little girl named Maddie too." He said.
Paul smiled fondly before frowning.
"Well that explains a lot." He said with a sigh.
"So you know what happened?" Cory asked.
Paul shook his head.
"Not really. I know that shortly after Casey and Derek left for college, the other children never heard from them again." He said.
"And they don't know why?" Cory asked and Paul shook his head.
"They all took it really hard." Paul said.
"Do you know anyway I would be able to get a hold of them? I want to at least try and help them connect." Cory asked.
"Well I know that Edwin was going to Georgetown in the States. I'm not sure where Lizzie is. Those two kind of vanished after graduation. As for Martina," Paul looked at his clock, "she'll be here momentarily."
As if magic a teen girl, no more than sixteen, walked into the room.
Her dark brown hair, that was the exact same shade as Maddie's, was cut into a blunt bob with blunt bangs and purple streaks.
She was wearing a short skirt, purple tank top, boots and leather jacket.
Her dark eyes, which were surrounded by dark eyeliner, landed on Cory and she raised a pierced at him.
"Who is this tool Paul?" She asked.
Paul sighed.
"What did you do this time Martina?" He asked wearily.
Martina smirked, her dark red lips almost twisting into a sneer.
"Smoking behind the gym." She said with a shrug.
Paul let out a long suffering sigh.
"Cory I'd like to introduce you to Martina Venturi." He said.
"Sup." Martina said with a nod of her head.
"Martina this is Mr. Matthews. He's here about Casey and Derek."
The cool, aloofness melted from the girl's face.
"You know where they are?" She asked.
Cory nodded.
"Tell me then!" She demanded.
"They live in New York. I work with Casey."
Martina collapsed into the other chair in the room.
"You ok Marti?" Paul asked.
"Don't call me that!" The girl snapped, crossing her arms.
She looked Cory over.
"What are you after old man?" She asked.
Cory chose to swallow his ignitation.
"I want to reunite them with you guys." He said.
Martina gave him a long look.
"Life after Derek and Casey left," Her voice was soft and trembled slightly, "was terrible. We never understood why we weren't able to see or talk to them."
Cory sighed.
"I think it's because Casey got pregnant. With Derek's child."
Martina let out a bitter laugh.
"Of course she did. I mean I was nine and even I could tell they would end up together. Or at least they would end up fucking."
Paul gave her a look.
"What? You can't tell me you didn't see that coming from a mile away." Martina said.
Paul rolled his eyes.
"Do you know anyway that I can get in touch with your siblings?" Cory asked.
Martina's expression softened.
"I haven't heard from Edwin and Lizzie in three years. They took off after graduation. I don't blame them. Our home life is fucking toxic." She admitted.
"Are you unsafe?" Cory asked.
Martina let out a hollow laugh.
"They don't hit us or nothing. Nora and George are just super controlling. Most of the time they just ignore me and focus on their 'perfect' child, Simon."
Her tone was bitter and angry.
"I… I've contacted CAS before but they never find anything wrong." Paul said.
"It's cool. I only have a couple more years to go before I'm out of there."
Cory stood.
"Thank you for all your help. I think I'm going to check out Georgetown. Maybe I can find Edwin." He said.
Martina grabbed his coat sleeve.
"Hey old man," Her voice was soft and childlike, "next time you see him tell Smerek that Smarti said hi."