A/N~There is no starting memory of Blake's past to this chapter! But, don't worry they'll be some memories revealed in the next few chapters!

Blake was laying in Franklin's bed as she had her head resting against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She had just woken up from a peaceful sleep, after having a passionate night with her boyfriend.

The dark haired teen decided to stay at Franklin's house, since she needed time to think to herself before coming up with a clear answer on whether or not she should stay with Michael or move in with her Dad, Carter Missildine.

She was thinking about her differences between Michael and Carter while she stayed over, but somehow her answer became loud and clear once Franklin decided to make her relax and enjoy what happened over last night.

Her teal colored eyes moved up slowly along with her head, as she moved her black short hair that had freshly colored teal streaks dyed into it. Franklin was still asleep as Blake shifted to look at his sleeping face, but still kept his grip around the dark haired teen. Her chin was resting on his chest, before her hand touched the side of the cheek.

As her hand rested against his cheek, he moved his head to the left while he slept feeling a cold metal ring and warm palm against his cheek.

On Blake's ring finger, there was a sterling silver and gold ring with a two hearts intertwined with small diamonds. Franklin have bought her a promise ring for her birthday which is one of the most beautiful gifts that Blake has ever received.

She reaches out and placed a kiss on his lips, before she tries to escape from his grasp. Once she slowly tried to remove his arm from her waist, he tightened his grip around her, telling her that he doesn't want her to leave the bed.

"Frankie…" Blake complained. "I need to use the bathroom. Plus I need to take the morning after pill."

Franklin still kept his eyes closed, as he moaned softly as an alright. He removed his grip from her, as she stood up before yelping in surprise when she felt a hand playfully smack her ass.

Blake turned around to see him with a smirk on his face.

"You need to stop." Blake said playfully.

Walking into the bathroom, she almost slipped on the cold water on the floor as she remembered from last night that she was taking a shower, until Franklin decide to join in with her. Then they ended up laying on the bed, once Blake told him that she wanted to continue this on the bed.

Once she did her morning routine and taken the morning after pill, she walked out of the bathroom and started grabbing her clothes from the walk in closet that she left while staying over at Franklin's. She sat down on left side of the bed, where Franklin's still asleep until she felt a dark and muscular arm wrapped around her, begging her to come back to bed.

"No, Franklin, I have to go now." Blake said, putting on her bra straps.

Once she reaches behind her to strap her lavender purple bra, Franklin decided to help her out by strapping it together. Blake thanked him before placing on a black short sleeve shirt that has 'Rock & Roll in LS!' with a red plaid skirt that has flowery lace around it, along with black knee socks and black low top converse.

"You sure you don't wanna stay with me longer?" Franklin asked, raising his body upright before wrapping his arms around Blake.

She leaned her head to the side as he felt him, kissing her neck. Her eyes were closed as a smile was curled on her lips, before her hands touched his forearms.

She giggled. "I'm cereal now, Frankie."

"Alright then." Franklin said.

Blake turned her head to look at Franklin sideways, before his fingers were underneath her chin. He placed his lips onto his girlfriend's lips as she moved against his, kissing her minty fresh breath while enjoying it until it lasted.

Back at the De Santa house, Michael was already dressed for the day while waiting on Blake's return from her friend's house. He was dressed in his blue polo shirt, blue jeans and brown boots as he was sitting down the white expensive sectional couch.

Somehow, he was in a blank stare while he was thinking about the past. His hands were clasped together, while leaning forward.

"Listen, I promise I won't tell Carter, if you decide that you wanna do this" Macey Rose's voice was heard from Michael's mind as he remembers the talk that he and Macey had alone while she was seven months pregnant.

"At least let me be a part in her life, Macey." Michael said. "I want her to grow up, knowing that someone besides Carter will be there for her."

Macey smiled. "Thank you, Michael. And don't tell Amanda. This is our secret. Our big mistake, but our biggest secret."

"Uncle Michael?"

Michael was snapped out of his train of thoughts as he noticed that Blake was standing in front of him. His baby blue eyes widened, as he stood up and hugged his niece unexpectedly.

"Well, hello." Blake greeted once again, before wrapping her arms around him.

"How's your friend?" Michael asked, letting go.

"She's alright." Blake replied with a smile. "We had fun in the past couple days."

Michael nodded. "That's great."

Michael sat back down on the couch, before Blake sat down next to him.

"So, what were you thinking about?" Blake finally asked.

"What do ya mean, kiddo?" Michael asked.

"When I walked in, you didn't notice me in front of you or even hear my voice." Blake explained, having her hands clasped on her clothed kneecaps. "Something must've caught your attention, Uncle M. You wanna talk about it?"

"It's… it's complicated, Blake." Michael said.

"Oh okay." Blake said, displeased not looking at him.

Blake taken a deep breath and relax, before breaking the big news to him. "Uncle Michael, I have something very important to tell you."

"Shoot."

"Uh…" Blake taken another deep breath and relax, before speaking to him. "I found my Dad."

"What? What did you say?"

"I found my dad, while you were away in Sandy Shores. He… He's doing well now… He's married and I have a baby sister on the way… The truth is that he… wants me to move in with him, so we can be a family once more. So, for now I'll be known as Blake Missildine, instead of De Santa."

"Wait! Wait! Whoa, Blake!" Michael stopped his niece. "What are you saying?"

"I'm gonna be with my Dad, since I found him." Blake said, before she stood up. "I'll be leaving in two days, and I'll still have time to pack my things-"

Michael stood up as well. "No, I don't like this at all, Blakesleigh. You need to stay here with me."

"Why?" Blake asked. "When I moved here. Into this house, I promise you and Amanda when I find my dad I will leave. Why don't you want me to leave now?"

"Cause, I care about you, Blake."

"I know you love me too Uncle Michael, but I have to be with my dad. He's my only family left besides my mom which I killed." Blake said, crossing her arms. "You're not my blood related uncle. You're just friends with my dad."

"Actually, your dad and I ain't seeing each other as friends anymore."

"Well, listen, if you want me to stay here with you, you need to call my dad and let him talk to you."

"Why should I listen to that prick who fucked your aunt?!" Michael asked, with rage. "He was the first person who pulled my marriage down before, the chemistry teacher, the tennis coach, and that yoga instructor."

Blake couldn't believe what she was hearing.

After not seeing Carter in two years, Michael was in rage of how his own friend of twenty five years betrayed by messing with his wife. But Blake heard it from Carter saying it was not the truth.

"Well, if you're not going to call my dad and let him talk." Blake said, stooding her ground. "I might as well leave in two days from now, and have you sulking here alone in this house with no one who cares about you."

Michael couldn't believe what Blake was saying to him.

Was she really going to leave him alone in this huge empty house, with nothing to do but to sit on the couch and watch old eightes's movies while drinking whiskey until he fallen asleep?

He looked at Blake once again and this time she was truly serious.

"Before I leave you here in two days, I have something to give you."

With that said, Blake climbed up the stairs to her bedroom to grab something from under the bed that she kept for so long. She walked back into the living room where Michael was still standing where he was, as Blake had something in her hands.

"Back in North Yankton before I left that town, I stumbled upon this old vintage shop with my friend Jade. I was looking through the T-shirt section and I noticed something that look very familiar." Blake held a folded T-shirt with a red ribbon around it. "Here, this reminds me of you. I didn't know what was your size, but I got you an extra large."

Blake finally left the living room area as she climbed up the stairs to her bedroom. Michael was trying to say something to her, but it was too late when she slammed the door to her bedroom.

He looked at the folded up black t-shirt in front of him, as he untied the red ribbon and grab the T-shirt by his shoulders and looked at the front of it.

The T-shirt was about his size as it showed a famous quote from one of his favorite 80s movies.

'Pluto? I said Mars, ya cocksucker!'

"Fuckin' A!" Michael said amazed. Blake bought him a Shoulder of Orion II T-shirt with the famous movie quote on it.

Blake was back upstairs in her bedroom as she grabbed the shoe box from under the bed that had everything in it from the start when she found it back home in North Yankton.

She places it on the bed next to the black duffel bag that belong to her now. She also hidden her gun in the bag, underneath her clothes as she noticed the three pictures on the nightstand which caught her attention.

The first one was a picture of Blake with Michael, Amanda and her spoiled cousins.

The second one was a picture of Blake and Michael at Del Perro Pier. Michael was giving a side hug to Blake as she was smiling happily along with him, but he was doing a cheesy grin.

And the third, final one, it was a picture of Blake and Jade which made her cry.

She picked up the picture of her and Jade as she walked towards the dresser with it.

She rummaged through her dresser to find a red scarf that belong to Jade, before picking up the feather earring which belong to her as well. She held him close to her heart as she started crying just for a little bit.

Blake missed her friend Jade so much that she didn't want to leave her behind, until someone made them split up their friendship forever.

"Jade… I miss you old friend." Blake sobbed quietly, holding the red scarf and feather earring close to her.

Once she grabbed a tissue from the tissue box, she wiped her running tears off as she placed them into a duffel bag. She noticed that she has more stuff to pack, as the duffel bag was getting full.

So, she decided to go to her uncle's bedroom and find something else that she can put the rest of her stuff in, instead of using moving boxes.

She entered the bedroom as she ran towards the walk-in closet hoping to find something that she can use for her to take her stuff with her.

She noticed an expensive duffle bag on top of the shelves of the closet as she climbed up to Michael's side where his clothes were hung up, until she finally grabbed it and a white but expensive shoebox fallen down.

"Ah crap." Blake said, while climbing down.

She dropped the expensive duffle bag next to her, as she stood on her knees to fix the white shoebox that fallen from off the shelf.

As she grabbed the white shoebox, it revealed something from the inside. There was so many pictures inside of that white shoe box as Blake was curious to look through them.

While looking at the pictures, she noticed something was wrong with them. She was expecting pictures of Amanda and his kids.

But somehow, these pictures were showing mostly Blake. From the time when she was a baby to the time she was six years old, which made her confused.

Also in the shoebox there was small little things in it.

There was a green soothie pacifier, a pair of baby shoes, a cute little pink and white onesie that says 'Daddy's Little Angel', and a baby rattle.

"What in the name of…" Blake said to herself, holding the green soothie pacifier in one hand and the baby rattle in the other.

There was one more picture that Blake forgot to pick up and place back in the box.

Once she picked it up, it showed a black and white sonogram picture of a baby growing inside. On the top of the picture it said her mother's name. This was a sonogram picture of Blake at six months inside of her mother's stomach.

"That's me." Blake said.

When she turned the sonogram picture around she noticed some writing on the right side down.

"Our baby girl. This is our baby girl-" Blake read out loud, until she was shocked about what her mother said to Michael on the back of the sonogram picture.

"No, it can't be…"

"All we gonna do is bust out Brad, and then we're golden, man." Trevor explained. He happened to show up right after Blake was upstairs in the house gathering her things together, before Michael was left alone downstairs with the T-shirt the dark haired teen gave to him.

"Franklin, he make us multicultural. Lester makes it cyber. Blake brings the badass. We're like modern America. We just get ourselves a gay friend. Bam!"

"No it's not it." Michael said, disagreeing. "I got money, it just makes you miserable. I wanna make movies."

"Great, that's just great man." Trevor said. He was not pleased of what Michael wanted to do with the rest of his life. "So, where does this leave me in the second act of your life?"

"We're doing to do this last big job, and we're gonna dissolved the partnership." Michael replied. "And I want you to stay away from Blake."

"This is not a game to me!" Trevor hissed. "Alright this is a fuckin' way of life."

"I got a fuckin' family." Michael hissed.

"Well, I ain't got nothing." Trevor stated. "No one gives a fuck about me."

"Blake does. Lunch does. And I do."

"Ah. Fuck you." Trevor said, standing up from the couch, before noticing Blake who was eavesdropping while hiding. So, he decides to continue on with his conversation.

"We saw your grave." Trevor said. "Blake, Macey, and I mourned you. And then it turns out that everything that I fucking thought about you is wrong. Everything. You're not dead. You're not a man. And you don't have the balls to keep Blake here in this fuckin' house."

"Well, what the fuck are you to me and her?!" Michael growled, standing up to face him.

"I'm her Uncle T and I'm your fuckin' nightmare!"

"Yeah, enough of your Goddamn threats!" Michael yelled. "Blake nearly got sick and fuckin' killed cause of you!"

Blake listen to the whole conversation as they were in silence.

Michael really does care about Blake, but what about Trevor does he know what love truly is. She wanted to break up the fight, but somehow she didn't have the courage to see her two uncles fight like this. She wished it was just simpler times back in North Yankton, but this is Los Santos and everyone has changed over the past ten years.

And even her.

"Let me… let me ask you something." Trevor said walking towards Michael again. "It's something I've been thinking about… Blake has been here for six months. How did she know that you and Carter were alive?"

"C made her a shoebox about us being alive out here. But I added a few things along with it. A gun. A few photos. The switchblade knife you gave it to her on her fifth birthday and even-"

"The small little teddy bear plush?" Blake finished the rest of Michael's sentence, by surprising him. "You left me all those things?"

"I never expect you to kill your mom." Michael simply said.

"You… you killed your mother?" Trevor asked, narrowing his eyes at her. "You fuckin' killed Macey Rose? Your sweet mother?!"

"Uncle T, you have to understand."

"I'll deal with you later, I have something else to ask him." Trevor said pointing to Michael. "Up in North Yankton, exactly who was buried in yours and Carter's place."

Michael laid back on the couch, looking at Trevor not surprised. He acted normal for some reason, like he was not hiding anything.

"I never gave it any thought." Michael replied.

"You… you know what I'm thinking."

"I have no clue."

"Blake, this whole time, he and Carter was hiding something from us." Trevor said, looking at Blake.

"Uncle Michael, what are you exactly hiding?" Blake asked walking towards him, and Michael turned his attention towards his concerned niece.

"Blakie Bear, I would never hide stuff from you." Michael said calmly.

"Your… you're lying to me…"

"What makes you say that?" Michael asked.

"You're dead. You treacherous piece of shit! You're fuckin' dead!" Trevor yelled. He grabbed Blake's wrist before leaving. "You're coming with me!"

"Hey, let me go!" Blake said, while trying to break free from Trevor's strong like grip. "Uncle Michael!"

Michael was left in the living room trying to think what was going to happen next. The secret he was hiding for nearly nine years of going to be revealed if Trevor goes back to North Yankton with Blake. And that's exactly what he's going to be doing and bring Blake with him to see how much that he betrayed his own niece.

"Shit!" Michael stood up. "Wait, Trevor!"

He immediately ran out of his house to see that Trevor was driving his black Obey Tailgater out of the driveway, while having Blake in the backseat.

Well, here's part one of the big secret!

What could be the secret Michael has been hiding this whole time away from Blake. I can't wait to make part two of the big secret and it will be truly revealed, which will leave you asking questions!

I even used The Shoulder of Orion II quote, as the t-shirt Blake bought for him! Ain't I awesome?