-Last Dance-
Okay, this fic will be 11 parts. Prologue, 9 chapters, and an epilogue. They are all finsihed, but I plan to post them spread out a bit. They'll correspond with my posts on LJ. Because I'm just evil like that. Ugh... kind of AU, little bit of every other genre. Romance, angst, humor, drama. Don't own the characters, never will. OC's are mine. All of the other chapters are longer.
Prologue - The Dilemma:
"Nicky!" The individual on the other end of the phone line was far too hyper for this hour of the day. At least it seemed that way to someone who worked the nightshift, he'd just fallen into bed a little over an hour ago, the blue LCD display of his alarm clock told him. The voice on the other end of the line belonged to the youngest of his older sisters, Julia. "Guess what!?"
"Hmm… You're going to call back later when I'm actually kind of awake?" He grumbled, his Texan accent strong and laced with sleep.
She laughed. "No, you goof. Michael finally asked me! I'm getting married!" Julia proclaimed, and he could just see her bouncing around in circles. Probably with at least one of their other sisters as well.
Nick grinned, though he still refused to draw himself away from the comfort of his bed. "That's great, Jules!"
"Yeah, and I wanna see you here with that mystery lover of yours, too. The wedding is in two weeks, at mom and dad's." Julia informed him, and Nick almost dropped the phone.
In order to keep his mother off his back about his pretty much non-existent love life, he'd concocted an equally non-existent lover. How the hell was he supposed to bring this person with him when they weren't really there?
No one at work fit the description of the one he'd described. Tall, dirty blonde hair, gorgeous brown eyes, smart. His mind race through every conversation he'd had with his family on the topic. The combination of traits he'd thrown out there disqualified pretty much everyone he knew.
"You still there, Nicky?" Julia asked.
He shook his head, returning his attention to the forgotten phone. "Yeah, I'm here. I don't know about bringing--"
That was as far as he got before she cut him off. "Nonsense! You'd better bring her, or I'll pass out your baby pictures to your co-workers next time I come out there!" She threatened, and Nick knew full well that she wouldn't hesitate to make good on her warning. "I've got to go; I still have to call Jen and Kate."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later." He groaned, pulling the nearest pillow over his head upon hanging up. "Great, how the hell am I supposed to get myself out of this mess?"