Stay There,
I'm Coming to Get You
Between Season Six and Season of Boy Meets World.
After Topanga realizes that her parents are having marriage problems, but before they tell her they will divorce. Also, before she and Cory break up in early season seven.
Cory finished his breakfast, a part of him still wondering why he was living at home again.
He had planned to be married by now and living with his Topanga. But after listening to her parents fight nonstop as they tried to organize their wedding, it was clear that wasn't going to happen.
Josh fussed on the baby monitor, and Mom immediately ran upstairs. That was another problem. If he had to live at home again, why couldn't he live in his old room? But of course, his parents had turned his and Eric's old bedroom into a nursery for Josh, assuming their older sons had other places to live now. But then Eric left the apartment when Jack and Rachel fell in love, and now slept on the living room couch.
And Cory couldn't live in the dorm during the summer months, nor could he live with Topanga, so now he was sleeping in his childhood treehouse.
"Are you sure you're okay sleeping in that treehouse?" Dad asked for the third time since Cory had moved there. "I suppose we could put an extra bed in Josh's room…" He got up and placed his breakfast plate in the sink.
Cory shook his head, repelled by sleeping in a room that was now decorated with clown faces instead of baseball paraphernalia and pictures of Topanga. And practically, why would he wish to sleep in the same room as a baby that still woke up all hours of the night?
"As long as he's not sleeping in my room, I don't care," Morgan said with the air of superiority that came from never having to share her room.
"No, Dad. As I've told you before, if the treehouse really bothered me, Shawn has offered me a spot in his father's old trailer." Cory placed his own plate in the sink. The fact was, with his frustration with things not going the way he'd expected them to this summer, there was something rather comforting about sleeping in the same treehouse he'd slept in as an eleven-year-old.
"Morgan," Dad said, glaring at Cory's little sister as she prepared to disappear into her own room. "Pick up your breakfast plate."
The phone rang and Cory jumped to answer it as Morgan huffed.
"Hello," Cory said into the receiver.
"Cory, thank goodness you answered," said Topanga's voice in relief. "I don't know what to do. I thought if my parents and I spent some time at the park, we'd, I don't know, reconnect."
She sounded tearful, and Cory immediately forgot all about his frustrations with his parents giving his bedroom to Josh and Topanga's inability to decide on a wedding date. "Oh, Topanga."
"You remember how my parents always loved nature, right?"
"Yes." For years, she and her parents had spent every summer in the rainforest.
"We had a picnic breakfast today, and I…" She sniffed, as if she could barely hold back her tears.
Cory desperately wished he could wrap his arms around her right now. Instead, he said, "That sounds like a wonderfully original idea. Plenty of people have picnic lunches, but not picnic breakfasts."
"That's what I thought, too," Topanga said, sniffing a little. "But my parents spent the whole time arguing even worse than they did the day they were at your house. I don't know what's going to happen." With that, she burst into tears, and Cory knew he needed to hold her, and she needed to be in his arms.
"Are you in Philadelphia or Pittsburgh right now?" he said. She divided her time between both cities over the last two summers.
"Pittsburgh," Topanga said, still sniffing and weeping. "The park in the center of the city."
Well, that would take longer than Cory wished, but it didn't change his mind. "Stay there. I'm coming to get you."
"But Cory, that will take almost three hours for you to drive here…I'll be okay," she said, although the sniffing between her words betrayed her statement.
"No, I mean it," Cory said. "Stay right at that park. I'll come get you." With that, he hung up the phone and headed for the car.