Clara woke up the next morning. She slowly sat up feeling achy and hot from sleeping on the couch all night. She checked David and Matt's room. Matt wasn't back, yet and David was still asleep.

Still not quite ready to face her dad she made herself a cup of tea and sat in the kitchen feeling guilty for asking David to buy the test for her. A few minutes later she heard Matt come into the apartment.

"Hi, Matt." She called. Matt walked in the kitchen. "Hey, luv, what are you doing here?" He smiled kissing her temple.

Clara sighed. "I crashed on the couch last night." He sat the table pouring himself some coffee. "Why?" "Dad and I had a fight," Clara sighed. "I just couldn't take it, I had to get away but I didn't want to be alone in the apartment so I came here." She replied. Matt nodded sipping his coffee. "Does he know, yet?"

Clara shook her head. Matt sighed. "So what are we going to do?" She shrugged. "I don't know. I haven't even been able to get the pregnancy test, yet…not with dad breathing down my neck all the time, anyway."

"We'll figure out something, I guess." He replied sipping his cup.

Clara lowered her eyes and nodded.

He glanced at her. "Hey, we'll be fine, okay? We can handle your dad."

Clara smiled slightly. "I know." Matt smiled taking her hand and gently rubbed her knuckles. Clara moved her chair closer and rested her head on his shoulder and they just sat in silence.

Meanwhile David lay in bed staring at the ceiling. He wasn't sure how long he had been up. It didn't matter he was missing Amy so much it hurt. It was just getting harder to be without her. He glanced over to see if he was alone then dialed Amy's cellphone hoping to hear her voice. "Hello?" He finally heard her say.

He smiled. "Hi." "David, hi," Amy replied sounding tired. It must've been late where she was. "How is everything?"

"Fine," David sighed. "Except Clara's asleep out in the living room on the couch. She had an argument with Dean Oswald so she stayed here."

Amy sighed. "I take it her dad doesn't know then." "No," He replied simply. "But how are you? I miss you…a lot." David admitted.

"Oh, I miss you, too, luv." She said softly. "Can't wait to see you, again." Amy suppressed a yawn. He smiled. "Is my ginger angel, tired?"

"Shut up." She teased. He smirked. "I'll let you sleep." "Okay but I'll be dreaming about you." She replied. "Tastefully, I hope." He flirted. "Oh, my dreams about you are never tasteful." Amy purred.

David grinned biting his tongue. "Naughty girl."

She giggled. "I'll talk to you later, yeah?" Amy said. He nodded. "Sure, get some sleep." "Oh, I'll dream about you, tonight." He added lovingly. "I love you." She replied softly and tenderly.

He smiled. "I love you, too." He hung up and he lay there a few minutes still thinking about her before finally getting up.

He walked into the kitchen and found Matt and Clara sitting at the table drinking tea and coffee. "Hi." David yawned pouring a cup of coffee. "Hi," Clara said. "I hope we didn't wake you."

He shook his head and sat down. "Nah, I was already up, talking to Amy." "How is she?" Matt asked sipping his cup. David shrugged. "She's fine." "And you?" Clara asked concerned. "I'm fine." He replied simply, taking a drink from his cup.

Clara didn't believe him she knew how much he missed Amy just like she knew Amy was missing him a lot, too. Every time she talked to her every other sentence had David's name in it. But Clara knew not press the matter further and continued sipping her tea.

David sat with his newspaper and she watched him as he drank his coffee. The guilt was building up about the stupid pregnancy test and finally, Clara blurted. "David, I can't let you do it."

He looked at her arching his eyebrow. "Wow, that was dramatic." Clara groaned. "I'm serious."

Matt frowned. "Wait, do what?" She sighed. "Last night, I asked David if he'd buy the pregnancy test for me." His eyes widen. "You did what?"

She nodded. "And he said yes' but I can't let him do it."

"Clara, why did you do that?" Matt said.

"I was out of ideas," She said. "I thought it was the only way without dad finding out." David raised his hand waving it. "Hello, I'm right here," He sighed heavily. "And I'm still doing it and I'm using my money."

Matt scoffed. "But why?"

David looked at him. "Because you're my friend and Dean Oswald hates you."

"Well, I'm going with you." He replied firmly. David glanced at him shaking his head. "No, you're not." He scoffed. "Oh, come on, you're my friend. I'm not letting you get thrown in under the bus because of me."

David sipped his cup and sighed. "I appreciate it but if Dean Oswald see's you he'll freak. Besides I'll be fine I'll get Mickey to come with me," He then pointed at them both. "But I want you two to deal with Dean Oswald on your own."

Matt nodded. "Sounds fair but since you're paying for this I'll cover the entire cost of the blade-less fan."

David rolled his eyes. "You're still not serious?" Clara frowned looking at David, confused. "What's he talking about?" He sighed placing a catalog in front of her. "Look at that and please tell your boyfriend what a daft idea it is." David scowled pointing at the picture.

She studied the picture of a long stick with a hollow tube; it reminded her of a giant quetip. "That's a fan?" Matt grinned. "Yeah, it's to cool off the apartment while they fix the air conditioning." He explained.

"I think the lack of air conditioning went to his brain." He muttered. Clara lightly kicked his leg under the table. "Oi'!" He frowned. She shot him a warning look.

"Well, I think it could work." Matt shrugged.

Clara smiled sweetly at him. "Well, if you think it could work then maybe it will," She gave David a look. "Right?" David sighed. "Alright, why not? It's your money."

Matt grinned. "Good, I'll order it, right now." He said getting up from the table. David glanced over at Clara leaning back in his chair and folding his arms smirking.

"What's that look for?" She said. He shook his head. "Nothing, nothing." Clara frowned. "No, I know that look and no, I wasn't just saying that because he's my boyfriend. I know that thing looks weird but that fan could work, you know?"

"I didn't say a word," He smiled innocently raising his hands up." "Now, if you'll excuse me I've got to get ready for classes," David said standing up. "I'll pick up the test today, okay?"

Clara nodded. "Thanks." He smiled and started to go.

"David?" She said softly. "Yeah?" He paused folding his arms. Clara glanced at him. "Everything will be alright, won't it?" He smirked. "As sure as I am of that fan not working." David joked making Clara smile.

"Just hang in there, it'll get better." He promised. She just nodded as he left the kitchen.

"I hope he's right." She sighed.