Leaving for L.A made Mark excited but It didnt make Sarang or Donghyuck. Sarang want go with her father badly. Donghyuck, Well he didnt know why it felt like crying, still he acted as if he were the happiest. As Marks body disappeared from the house and drove away it suddenly felt loney living in such a big condo with only his daughter for company.

"Mommy when will Daddy be back?" The ten year old snuggled up in the couch.

"In three days the shortest. Or sometimes a week." The Brunette sighed joined his daughter and hugged her as they fell asleep.

"Where is Mark?" Jeno came in with files.

"L.A. Enjoying his ass. Tsk." Donghyuck signed the load of files that were already piled up in his office table.

"Man thats his first overseas concert." Jeno chuckled as he gave the files to the brunette.

"His daughter and I should be more important. But then again he works his ass off again. He deserves it. Why does he torture himself? You know?" The golden beauty pouted looking at his friend.

"Hmmm according to Taeil he's had these umm, Like why dont you ask Taeil yourself. It kinda complicating. Or Renjun? Since he started on helping Taeil on the design side complaining on the old mans vintage ideas." The eye smiling guy chuckled and left. Donghyuck quickly called the black haired.

"Gosh Hyuck. I'm L.A. Time difference. And I didnt even tell Jeno or he'd be crying like a dramatic dummy. WHY ARE YOU DISTURBING ME!?" The Chinese groaned obviously startled by the ringing song.

"Why does Mark torture himself?" Donghyuck sighed when there was silence.

"And you wanna know that at his ungodly hour? Geez you really are the satan. Well, Since he entered In SM the training had been very vigourous. There would be days that he forgot to eat and sleep. And if he couldnt get a step right he would torture himself until he gets it right. Ever since then if hes sad or heartbroken or something he'd practice for days on. Taeil hyung also told me he was in a most mental break down, Thinking about why his Hyuckie cut all ties with him. He's one of the best dancers in SM for his training finished in months. He's stressed and yeah guilty that he did that to you. Oh I saw Jisung in one of the practice rooms last week. He has come from America and waiting for just the time to confront his grumpy preggo wife. Now I need to sleep. Concert starts in three hours ghost of the night. Goodie nighties." Renjun yawned loudly before plopped into bed again forgetting to hang up.

Still he's at fault though. Becoming an idol sure is shitty but still Mark and he still cant be one. Just as Donghyuck hung up, Winwin walked into his office.

"Well if you dont remember your manners let me remind you. You knock before coming in Mister." Donghyuck frowned at the disrespect.

"Wheres Sarang?" Winwin smiled quite sweety but it urked the beauty behind the CEO table.

"With her father. Any questions?' The brunette crossed his legs.

"In L.A?" The Chinese frown looking down as if he were calculating something and left.

"Mommy?" Sarang sat on the toilet seat as Donghyuck showered with a towel around his waist.

"Hmm?" The brunette hummed smiling.

"I-I didnt tell you but last week Winwin came to my school and forced me to call him Mommy! Or he'd hurt you. So I ran away to Mrs Johnny." Sarang sniffled making Donghyuck clench his fists. How dare he!?

"What did Ten do?" The brunette came out off the shower and knelt down before his Markling.

"He yeld at Winwin and he left. I'm scard Mommy Boo." Sarang hugged her mothers wet body.

"Mommy would drop and you up from now on okay my love cookie?" Donghyuck hugged the small girl tight.

Though he wanted to inform Mark about this he was afraid the older might not believe him. So he just kept quiet when ever the boy called to check on Sarang and him. Winwin was always around which made Sarang hide at home and never go out. Jaemin started staying with Sarang to babysit her since the bitch Winwin seemed to be like a hawk around the house waiting for a pray.

"Hyuck? I think we should tell Mark. He's landing today right?" Jaemin came down after the girl had finally fallen asleep.

"Yeah but then again what if he doesnt believe me?" Donghyuck sipped his coffee and handed Jaemin his.

"Mark is an idiot who loves his daughter no matter what. Give it a try." The caramel haired boy smiled at his troubled friend.

"Maybe on our way home I will. Oh he's calling." Donghyuck smiled unconciously the call button.

"You landed!? Should I come!? Sarangs sleeping." The brunette excitedly asked but his face dropped suddenly.

"Oh okay." He just cut the call his eyes slightly teary.

"Whats wrong?" Jaemin whispered sitting next to Donghyuck.

"He's going to have lunch with Winwin first. His bag would be sent home." The brunette sight blinking his eyes so the tears wouldnt fall.

"Whats wrong with Winwin. Gosh." Jaemin grimaced hugging the upset brunette.

Hours ticked by making the beautiful boy restless and feel uneasy. Mark wasnt answering his calls or replying to his messages. What if Mark like Winwin? He jumped when his phone rang.

"H-Hyuckie?" Marks voice was slurrly and glichy.

"Mark? Whats wrong?" Donghyucks eyes widened thinking about different unpleasent senarios.

"I-I feel exactly like t-that night...... I cant even see....Everyone looks like you? Why....Ahhh my head hurts. Pick me up!!" Mark whispered obviously having jetlag but he seemed slightly off the edge.

"Where are you?" Donghyuck almost screamed making Jaemin drop his plate of snacks.

"I......Wheres Winwiny? I donno...Track me down baby....I dont feel good. Coffee and Pasta taste bitter...." Mark sounded weird, Mark sounded exactly like Scar ten years back. Mark sounded drugged. Thats when realization slapped the brunette as he grabbed his jacket telling Jaemin to get Sarang and they ran out the house.