Michael was dressed for bed in his usual night clothes which was a white tank top and his blue and white striped boxers. He left the bedroom, since Amanda started yelling at Michael about being a pervert by seeing his wife getting undressed, so he decided to check on his youngest daughter or so called niece in her bedroom.

He knocked on the door before entering to see that she wasn't in her room. He went downstairs to get something drink while looking for her, until he realized that the TV was on playing some random anime show and noticing that Blake was asleep on the couch.

Michael was smiling at his sleeping daughter as he turned off the TV, after grabbing the remote from the couch and lifting up Blake into his arms. Blake whimpered in her sleep, wondering who was touching and holding her like that until she realized that familiar scent of Michael holding her in his arms, before snuggling against him.

Michael held her close as he carried her upstairs to her new bedroom, and placed her under the covers as she stayed asleep. He smiled down of how Blake kept her sweet and innocent personality in front of him and even the family, as he thought she might've changed.

But Blake has a long way to go as she spent her new life here in Los Santos.

Even though this was her first night.

Michael places a kiss on her forehead.

"Good night, baby girl." He whispered, before he stood up from the right side of the bed and close the door behind him.

Laying down and asleep on his king sized bed with his wife, Michael was shifting from left to right as he started having vivid dreams about him and his daughter, Blake.

"I promise, I ain't gonna leave you, Blakie Bear." Michael said, holding a fussing eight month old Baby Blake in his arms as Blake opened her eyes. "See, you ain't even crying real tears."

Once Michael said that, Baby Blake starting crying tears out of her aquamarine eyes as he placed her into the crib and she crawled to the railings, while lifting herself up on her small feet.

"Blake, look who's here?" Michael asked, holding up the brown teddy bear that he gave to her when she was only a month old. Her frown was turned upside down as her cries were switched with laughter and joy.

Michael loved seeing that smile on her face…

"Okay, I have to go now…" Michael said, after placing fifteen month old Blake behind bars of her small toddler class, which is called the cuddlebugs. "I've gotta take Trace and Jim to school now, and Mommy will come pick you up."

"Mama?" Blake asked.

"Yeah, I'll see you later kiddo." Michael started walking away towards the door of the classroom, as he turn around and heard Blake crying for him.

"Daddy…" Blake sobbed holding onto the bars, until the cuddlebug teacher lifted up the toddler in her arms and placed Blake's favorite green soothie pacifier in her mouth to keep her calm.

Once she calm down, Blake heard Michael calling her as she turn her head and see him waving goodbye to her. Blake did a small wave, before removing her pacifier and blow a kiss goodbye to him as she smiled.

That sweet smile will never change.

"Hey, Ladybug, look who's finally here…" Carter said, as Michael was the last person to arrive at the Grant-Rose trailer home for Blake's fifth birthday, since he had a hard time trying to find a birthday present for her.

"Uncle Mikey!" Blake jumped out of her chair and ran towards Michael as he catches her while lifting her up in the air. "It's my birthday, Uncle Mikey!"

"I know it is, Blakie Bear, I got something for ya." Michael said, walking towards the couch and sat down, after Blake removed her arms and legs from around him.

Blake grabbed the flat rectangular wrapped present as she opened it with glee, and her eyes widened as she lifted up a grey knitted hat.

"A hat?" Carter asked

"Michael, you cheap asshole, you bought your own niece a hat?" Amanda asked.

"Why did you buy my daughter a hat, when she doesn't wear hats?" Macey asked.

Until they hear Blake laughing happily.

"It's a kitty hat!" Blake said, placing the hat on her head, as Michael adjusted the hat onto her head, showing the kitten ears on top of the hat. "I love it, Uncle Mikey, thank you!"

Blake wrapped her arms around his neck as Michael hugged her back, before the dark haired child places a kiss on his left cheek.

Six and half year old Blake was standing in front of Michael and Carter's gravestones as Macey was sobbing quietly, while holding her daughter in her arms.

Somehow, Blake was showing any emotions for some reason as she looked down upon the gravestones.

Michael watched his whole funeral from a distance, but he kept his eyes on his daughter who he thought Carter was going to take with him to Los Santos along with his son, Ethan David. But he chooses to leave Blake out here in Ludendorff to be with her mother and embrace his new life.

"Come on, Blake… we have to go now." Michael heard Macey's voice as Macey carries Blake in her arms, while walking towards the front of the church.

As Michael watches Blake and Macey from a distance, he now noticed that his daughter was crying out loud in her mother's arms.

"I'm so sorry, Blakie Bear…" Michael whispered, once Macey places Blake into the car and drove away from Ludendorff Cemetery.

Michael appears in front of the school gate of Rockford Hills Academy as he walked onto the courtyard of the academy, until he heard a painful scream which sounded a lot like Blake.

His eyes widened as he ran towards the cries and screams of the dark haired teen, until they died out.

Michael made it to where it was coming from, until he noticed a lifeless body on the grassy grounds, who was wearing the school uniform that was covered in blood, bruises, cuts and even burn marks.

"Blake?" Michael called out softly, before turning the body over to see Blake's bloody face.

He cried out her name as he had her body in his arms, trying to wake her up and suddenly her eyes fluttered open and stare at his midnight blue ones.

"I wish you were truly dead…" Blake whispered.

Then Blake's body disappeared from Michael's arms as he looked around for her.

"A world of darkness…" Blake whispered eerie.

"A world of craziness…"

"A world of silence…"

"A world of fakers…"

Michael heard that repeatedly as he searched for Blake at the academy, before he heard a gun clicked behind him. Before he was able to turn around, he felt the barrel of the gun touching the back of his skull.

"You were never a real father to me, Michael…"

"Blakie Bear… you wouldn't kill me… even though, I've been there for you…"

Michael waited for Blake to respond back to him, until he heard her sighing only once.

"You were never there for me." Blake said without feelings.

*BANG*

Michael stumbled out of his sleep, as he was breathing heavily in and out, before looking at his wife next to him who was still asleep. He removed the covers as he ran towards his daughter's bedroom.

Once he opened the door and turn on the lights to Blake's nightstand lamp, he noticed that Blake was not in the bedroom. He just realized it's been just only a few days since the whole family got back together in this house once again, but Blake was still missing.

Michael heard a squeaky meow as he noticed a small munchkin kitten covered with black and white fur and it was laying down on Blake's comfortable queen size bed.

His eyes stare at the small munchkin cat as the cat's blue eyes were staring back at him.

"Hey, there…" Michael walked towards the bed and sat down as Touka walked towards his right hip and curled up on it. He started scratching the cat's head as Touka purred her head against his stomach.

Michael notice the cat's red collar tags around her neck, as he examines it.

'Touka… Blake De Santa 1297 Portola Drive, Rockford Hills.'

"So, your name's Touka, huh?" Michael asked and Touka meowed. "Well, Blake ain't here… she's at Franklin's for now. Don't worry, I'll take care of ya."

Michael laid down on Blake's bed which smells like vanilla and strawberries with a hint of Japanese cherry blossoms onto her pillows which she sprays her two of her favorite body mists to keep her room smelling… more like a girl.

Touka jumped onto his chest and curled up onto it, as Michael rubbed her gently and the small munchkin kitten went back to sleep.

Michael smiled at the sleeping cat as he placed her next to his left side, and he noticed a picture of him and Blake at Del Perro Pier on the boardwalk. He laugh at himself as he was doing a cheesy grin in the photo, since Blake was the only person who would dare keep this picture to herself.

Then Michael noticed the same brown teddy bear that he gave to Blake when she was a baby, which Blake calls him, Kuma-chan. He was staring at Michael with his blank stare, before he grabbed and looked at it before he placed it back on Blake's left side of the bed.

Michael stared up at her ceiling only for a minute or two, before his eyes slowly closed as he went back to sleep.

'I've gotta find some way to bring her back home…'

That was the only thing he thought of until the next day…

So, I decided to make this chappie short since I have a long way to go. But the next chappie will be promising to everyone! How will Michael bring Blake home? What is his plan? What will he do?

In one of the dreams that Michael had where he drops off Blake at the daycare, Blake got confused on who to call her real dad so she called Michael her dad.

That was just toddler Blake.

But as she learn how to speak words while growing up, she calls Michael 'Uncle Mikey'.

And ain't it cute that Michael loves Touka too?