I wake up to light shining in my face. I rub my eyes and stretch my arms. Once my eyes refocus I see that Cristina had turned on the living room light. Once she saw that she woke me up, she flinched.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."

"It's cool. What time is it?" I look over and see Cory and Topanga passed out on the other couch.

"9 am. I was gonna wait for you guys to wake up, but I got hungry so i'm gonna go make some pancakes."

"Not alone you aren't." I got up and walked over to the kitchen.

"Shawn, i'm going through a tough breakup but you don't have to baby me."

"Oh this has nothing to do with your breakup. You're just a really bad cook so i'm helping."

Her jaw fell in offense. "I'm not THAT bad!"

"Please last time I saw you cook you almost set the house on fire FOUR TIMES!"

"So! Sometimes foods with oils on them are hard to cook with!"

"You were making a grilled cheese."

She made a face as if she was going to try and argue but she couldn't think of a rebuttal. "Okay you made your point Hunter, now go get the eggs."

"Yes ma'am." I gave her a little salute as she went to grab a pan, a whisk, a mixing bowl, a box of pancake mix, and some plates.

I pulled out some milk and eggs from the refrigerator. As she began pouring the pancake mix into the bowl.

"Um, why don't you let me do that part." I said as she went to crack an egg into the mix.

"I know how to crack eggs Hunter. I'm not totally useless."

"Maybe, but when I said i'd help I kinda meant that i'd do all the cooking while you just tried not to burn or touch anything." I grabbed the bowl and moved it away from her.

"Relax Hunter, i'll follow the instructions on the side of the box and you'll do the pouring and flipping part." She put her hands over mine and moved the bowl closer to her.

"See but last time you said you said you were gonna 'follow the instructions' Cory got a second degree burn on his arm." I pulled the bowl closer to me.

"Like I said earlier, hot oils are always a danger in the kitchen." She pulled the bowl towards her.

"You were making quesadillas." I pulled the bowl closer to me.

"Shawn. I got this."

"I don't trust you."

"Well too bad." As she finished her sentence she threw a bit of the mix into my face.

"Oh so were doing this now?"

"Yup." She dabbed my nose with more of the pancake mix.

"Okay." Quickly, I grabbed a handful of the mix and threw it in her face. When she opened her eyes she looked pissed. "Don't start something you can't finish Carrillo."

She rubbed the powder from her under eyes. "Trust me Hunter, i'm planning on finishing this."

She goes to grab the bowl but I beat her to it and throw all of the mix onto her head. "Oh are you now?"

I look over and see she has her hands behind her back. "Yes. I. Am." All the sudden she cracks two eggs on top of my head and smears the yolk on my scalp and down my shirt. "Told you I could crack an egg."

While i'm still in shock at what she just did, an idea came to mind. I held out my arms and called her over. "Hey Cris, come give me a hug."

Her eyes widen. "No way." She scoots away from me and I start to walk towards her.

"Yes way, you're giving me a hug."

"No i'm not!"

She goes to run but slips on the pancake mix on the floor. I took this opportunity to catch her before she fell and wrap my arms around her making sure she felt the egg on my shirt.

"Don't you just love hugs?" I say as I rub all of the yolk on my shirt onto her.

"I hate you so much right now." She looks up at me and smiles. I couldn't help but grin slightly.

"Yeah well you started this so I hope you're happy." I'm this moment, I could tell that she had forgotten all about her breakup, all about Derek, and she was just happy.

That moment was interrupted by a half asleep Cory and Topanga walking into the kitchen.

"What's with all the noi—" Cory sees the cooking supplies and looks over at Cristina. "" Topanga jumps and is snapped awake by his sudden outburst.

He takes the decorative bowl of fruit from the center island, throws the fruit across and room, and puts the bowl over his head. "SHAWNIE HOW COULD YOU LET HER NEAR A STOVE KNOWING THIS HOUSE IS MADE OF WOOD?! SHE COULD'VE KILLED US ALL!" He screamed while hiding behind an annoyed looking Topanga.

"Cory relax, I was just telling her that I was gonna be doing all of the work and then this happened."

I point between Cristina and me while she can't hold back her smile at Cory being dramatic.

"DON'T LAUGH AT ME WENCH! YOU GAVE ME A THIRD DEGREE BURN LAST TIME!" He pointed angrily at her.

"Okay first of all it was second degree get your facts straight. And second, you healed so I think I can at least do the batter."

"NO!" Cory and I say in unison.

"FINE! I'll clean up while Shawn takes a shower, and then you two can make breakfast while I shower. YOU HAPPY NOW CORY?!"

His angry expression drops as he takes the bowl off his head and sets it down back on the island gently. "Yes I am, thank you very much."

At this point it is taking 120% of my willpower to not burst out laughing as I get my clothes from my bag and head into the bathroom to take a shower.

I sat on the floor trying to sweep all of the pancake mix into the dustpan. I see Cory and Topanga smiling and talking.

"You know I could use some help over here."

"Hey! We was sleeping. We didn't start no food fight." Cory sassily pointing between him and Topanga.

"Man, I was just trying to help cook."

"Never again Carrillo!" Cory whisper shouted at me.

"Yeah I hate to break it to you Cris, but this doesn't exactly look like great cooking." Topanga waved her hand around all the mess. "On the bright side you guys looked like you were having fun."

"Yeah well it's hard not to have fun while cracking eggs on Hunter's head. Then again that's probably why he's taking so long in the shower."

"You two are so cute." Topanga said.

"Cute? Please." I said with sarcasm.

"If you say so." She put her hands up in defense.

What was that supposed to mean?

Whatever.

"By the way, thanks for coming over and making me feel better guys."

"It wasn't anything you wouldn't do for us."

Once I finally managed to get all of the egg out of my hair, I got dressed and head over to the kitchen to hear Cristina talking.

"I was telling Shawn yesterday, that I just feel so stupid. I mean, you guys warned me about him and told me you didn't like him from the start. Why didn't I just listen?"

"Sometimes when you're in love you don't always listen to the people around you. You choose to see things with rose colored lenses."

"That's what I don't understand though. Because I never loved him. Once I had my time to cry and let most of it out, I realized that neither of us ever said I love you. And we didn't, clearly."

When she said that I felt a weight lift off of my chest.

"Why did you stay with him for so long if you didn't love him?" Cory asked.

"I don't know. Maybe I thought if I stayed with him for long enough that our relationship would turn into what you guys have. But it didn't. And now it will never turn into that. And I think that's why i'm upset about the breakup. It's not so much him, but it's the thought that I didn't get to have that perfect first relationship experience."

She started sounding sad again so I decided now is when I should cut in.

"Excuse me. If I remember correctly I claimed you as my wife when we were 5 years old. So technically, I was your first relationship."

"Were you just eavesdropping?" She asked me.

"Of course I was."

"Does that count? I mean we were five and we got divorced two minutes after."

"I mean it's either me or Derek and you still owe me alimony."

"Okay yeah i'll say it counts then. And also you don't even know what alimony is."

"Well my dad told me never to pay it and that's all I know." She giggled and I smiled.

We spent the next few hours eating breakfast, talking, and laughing. Cristina somehow seemed happier than she'd been these last few months. She seemed more herself.

She was going to be okay.