"Lois!" Barbara Pewterschmidt said, and Lois began to cry harder. "Darling, are you ok? Carter!" She could hear her mother's soft voice muffled behind the phone excitedly, talking to her father.

"Mom!" Lois wailed, and she quickly heard both of her parents voices discussing. She felt years of pent up sadness push beyond the barrier and burst, flooding his eyes with tears. "I- I divorced Peter!" She said, and she heard her mother's excited gasp.

"Hello? Lois?" Her father's voice rang out, and Lois smiled widely through the thick tears. She knew the love her parents had for her, and she kicked herself for ever thinking they could ignore her or that they even would leave her!

"Can you call a moving truck? Me and the kids want to leave." Lois took a deep breath at her parents gasps, and heard her children descending down the stairs. "He signed the papers, and we want to leave before he gets home from work."

"Did he take the red van?" Carter asked, and Lois mumbled a yes. "That's not his property, I paid for it." Carter said angrily, and she could hear her mother's voice muffled in the background.

"-the truck and then repo the van" Lois was in shock at her mother's directness, but pleased. "You can repo it, but I don't want it again."

"Of course not sweetheart." Carter said, and she could hear the smile in his voice. "I'm so happy you decided to come back to us. Your mother is calling for a moving van now, and we'll pay for men to pack everything. Don't worry. Do you want me to send a limo?"

"No daddy, it's ok. Brian said we can use his Prius, but he's leaving in a few days."

"Leaving? Never thought he had the guts." Carter mumbled, but still had a jovial tone. "Well, we are sending a truck, and we are taking everything in that house you want. Whatever you don't want but that we paid for, you can take. We can donate it to a homeless." Carter said, and Lois gave a small laugh at his out of date name.

"A homeless shelter, daddy." Lois said. "I have the kids ready, and we'll leave after the truck comes."

"Your mother already has the servants starting to cook an early brunch and getting all of your rooms prepared. Of course, we'll wait until we get your preferred furniture."

"Thank you. I- I'm so sorry daddy." Lois said, and she heard her father clear his throat, able to tell that he was going to cry soon. "I love you and Mom, I really do. But Peter, Peter told me all these horrible things and said that you guys would hate me and I didn't know what to do! I didn't want to lose my husband."

"That's ok, Lois. Your mother and I would never hate you. Honestly, we love you so much. You're going to be so happy here. Carol and her family are coming soon too, and Patrick and his will too if his job will give him time."

"A family reunion." Lois said happily, and Carter gave a laugh.

"Yes, perfectly timed."

"Thank you. I'll call you when we leave. Do you think that the kids and I can be added to the family plan?"

"Of course Lois, don't ask anything like that again. It's about time you get treated like a Pewterschmidt again." Lois was ecstatic, and took another deep breath. She was so glad that she'd finally get to have money again, no more penny pinching and couponing.

"I know daddy. I love you."

"I love you too Pumpkin, we'll talk soon." Her father hung up and Lois felt another weight being thrown off of her chest. She began to head upstairs to don her clothes and pack her important momentos.

She saw Meg in the bathroom mirror, in her new outfit, looking over herself. Lois smiled as Meg replaced her pink hat, her comfort item, with a black headband to match her pants.

"Do you like the outfit, Meg?" Meg turned around, and Lois noticed her hair swished longer over her shoulder.

"The pants are a little tight, but I'm in love with it!" She said happily, and Lois knew that Meg looked very good in it.

"You look amazing sweetheart!" Lois said kindly, and Meg's face dropped for a second.

"Are we really leaving Mom?"

"Meggy." Lois said, and softly held her face. "We don't belong here. We are Pewterschmidts! Your grandfather owns one of the largest fortunes in the United States! Your grandmother is a high class lady who have her stake in so many charities."

"I know mom." Meg said, and gently pushed Lois' hands away. "I know you don't belong here. What about me? And Chris? And even Stewie? We aren't high society like you were raised." She leaned her head against Lois' shoulder.

"You have your grandparents and I to teach you. You already carry yourself like you were raised by your grandmother." Meg looked almost shocked at her mother, and Lois pressed on. "You turn the other cheek, you're placid but aware of your surroundings. We can always teach Chris manners, and Stewie is so young that he won't even remember a life without them."

"Really?"

"Really. Now, have you packed everything that you need right then? We're leaving right when the moving van gets here, and your grandfather said it was going to be thirty minutes."

"I have my emergency bag." Lois nodded and smiled at Meg, who began to walk out the bathroom. "Thank you mom."

"You're welcome dear. I'm going to make sure Chris and Stewie are ready too."

"I think they might take longer than me." They both shared a laugh and Meg walked to her bedroom, settling upon her bed. She played with the straps of her backpack, looked around her room, and let out a happy sigh. A new life was around the horizon.