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While Michael had fallen asleep with Clarissa in his arms, he woke up alone.

After their kiss the previous night, they had gone to his room to talk some more and they did until she fell asleep in his arms. He didn't want to wake her up, so he didn't and let her sleep in his arms. Now he was afraid that it was the wrong choice. If she hadn't minded, she would have stayed, right? It's not because she kisses him that she wants to sleep with him.

With a somber mood, he got dressed and walked out of the room into the dining room. Only Lincoln and LJ were at the table eating breakfast. "Where's Sara?"

"She's bringing little Linc to school while Clarissa is at class. Sara should be home soon and Clare said she'd be home before 1." LJ said. "I was asked to bring little Linc to school but Sara went instead."

Just then, the door opened and Sara walked in with a big smile and her phone against her ear. "Yes, Clare, he is safe at school." Michael figured Clarissa was speaking when she was nodding before her eyes shot to Michael. "Yeah, I'll tell him. Okay. Bye."

She hung up and looked at Michael with a glare. "What have you done with my sister?"

"Nothing, why?" He asked, immediately on guard.

"Because she was upset. She thought she had worried you when she didn't leave you a note that she was at school. She thought she had worried you or upset you. She asked if you wanted to come with her to her councellor at Loyola, she has an appointment at 12." She said, sitting down.

Michael nodded, looking at his watch. 10.45, if he left in 45 minutes, he's be there by 11.50 plenty of time to get to the councellor. "Sure." He said. "Shouldn't you be looking for schools either, LJ? He is going back to school, right?"

"Yeah, I actually already found a school. Linc's school has a middle school and high school as well down the road. I thought it might come in handy, that way I can take Linc with me to and from school. Clarissa said I could get her Fiat if dad agreed. Since she has the Jaguar, she doesn't drive it anymore so she would be giving it to me." LJ explained, looking at his father. "The whole school thing and the car were her idea. Taking her son was mine. She said that she'd talk about it with you first, though."

"I think it's a good idea." Lincoln nodded. "I just don't want to take the car like that. I'll talk to her about a price."

Both LJ and Michael snorted as Sara started laughing, kissing her husband's cheek. "Good luck with that, darling. She won't take the money, don't try. I think you'll be better with shutting up and being grateful."

"Sounds like someone I know." Lincoln teased.

Sara shrugged. "Well, we are sisters."

"I was talking about LJ." Lincoln said with a smirk, making Sara shake her head.

Later, Michael stood in front of his old school, leaning against his car. Taking in the school in front of him, he realised he never really thought about it after he left but now he couldn't deny how much it had changed.

When he went to Loyola, it was a quiet school. Well, as quiet as a University could get off course. Everyone would be studying in the library or the lounge they used to have. Outside would be groups of jocks that always skipped classes and would throw ball and occasionally catcall the girls that would pass the building. The 'nerds' would be outside as well but they'd be quiet at least.

Now, these days, the school was buzzing with noise. All over the parking lot, groups of people were standing around laughing and talking. There were still jocks throwing balls. One basketball had nearly hit his head already and a soccerball had hit the car next to his.

The only thing that stayed the same were the nerds with their noses in books around the field. Michael used to be one of them once.

Yes, Loyola definitely had changed. And quite some.

Michael used to feel like he belonged here once. Now, not so much. If he'd come back here to study something, he was sure he couldn't feel more out of place.

Yet, he stayed. For Clarissa.

It was 11.52 and she still was to be seen. Her class should have ended seven minutes ago and she should have been out a minute later as the class room she was in was one of the first he'd pass if he were to walk through the doors. Which he would in three minutes if he hadn't seen her by then.

They passed slowly and when 11.55 came, he walked up the front steps and was about to open the door when they opened themselves and someone collided with him.

Looking down, he saw he was keeping Clarissa from falling. "Clarissa."

"Michael!" Clarissa rushed. "Oh, you're here! I'm sorry about being late but I needed to-"

He silenced her by putting his lips to hers. "Clarissa, it's okay. But we will be late if we don't leave now. C'mon."

An hour later, Michael and Clarissa were sitting in the living room of his loft, looking over some papers spread out over the coffee table when Sara and Lincoln walked in with big smiles and LJ trailing behind them with an emotionless face.

Both looked up from the papers. Michael cast his brother a half smirk. "From the looks on your faces I'm going to say that you guys found a place."

"Or they've been to the doctor and seen their child." At the confused looks coming from the ones around her, she raised a brow. "What? I have been pregnant myself, you know? And I am still a woman. Women recognise a pregnant woman when they see one. How long?"

"Two months and a half." Sara anounced. "We've known for one."

"That's... amazing!" Michael said, getting up and going over to hug his brother.

"We did find a place as well. It's in this building, only two floors down and it's perfect for us. It has enough space for us, LJ and the little one."

Michael bend down to pick up Sara and kissed her cheek as Clarissa walked over to LJ. "Tell me, what do you think of becoming an older brother?"

He shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know."

She slowly nodded. "We'll talk more later, you're coming with me to pick up my son."