Macy was happy that her parents allowed her to travel with Stella and the Lucas family, minus their mom and Frankie, to Russia for the summer. It was a graduation present, they decided since she was doing nothing for the summer anyway. They weren't staying there the entire summer, but it was a nice trip, anyway. It was a dream for her to be near Nick in a foreign country.

"Stella…can you believe it? We're in Russia!" Macy squealed with delight as they were at the airport getting checked in at customs.

"Calm down, Macy. You're going to draw attention to us all…the bad kind."

"Oh…" Macy said in her most calm voice possible. "But isn't it exciting. I mean…Nick and I just graduated. You, Joe, and Kevin are on summer break. This couldn't get any better."

"You're forgetting that you're traveling with you favorite band of all time…" Stella teased.

"Oh, I'm not like that anymore…" Macy said thinking back to the days when she used to faint in the presence of JONAS. "I'm completely indifferent."

"Really?" Stella said in an unconvinced tone. "So, you weren't just hyperventilating in the rest room of the plane because Nick held your hand during takeoff."

"Okay…so, I'm not completely indifferent, but I'm better than I was before."

"True." Stella said with a nod. She watched Joe feeling the exact same feeling Macy felt about Nick. It seemed every time she looked at him, she almost hyperventilated. Almost.

"Hey, dad." Kevin called to Tom. "I think that's the guy that's picking us up." Kevin said as he pointed to a man dressed in a black suit holding a sign that said, "Lucas"

"Yeah, I think that's the guy." Tom said as he stared at the guy. "Well, I guess we should be going. Your mother would have loved this."

"Well, maybe you guys can come here for an anniversary?" Macy said in hopeful optimism.

"That's a great idea, Macy. Thanks for that." he said to her before they walked up to the driver. "Are you Vladimir Volkova's driver?"

"Yes, and I'm to assume you're are the Lucas family?" the driver said in English with a thick Russian accent. Tom just nodded and the driver motioned them to follow him to the car. "I am Eduard." he said as he placed their bags into the car.

Driving through the city of Moscow was amazing to all of them as they took pictures from the car as they drove by famous monuments. Tom promised them a tour of everything once business was done. JONAS was hired to play the birthday party of the daughter of a wealthy businessman. She was turning 18 and decided to have a lavish birthday party like the teens she saw on a TV show she saw on the US MTV.

Arriving at the mansion, they all stared in amazement at the tall building, nearly a French château in it's construction. Eduard retrieved their bags from the car as Vladimir walked outside to great them with his daughter, Nadia by his side.

"Ah, it is a pleasure to meet you and Nadia is excited to have JONAS to play her party. Please, come inside." he said with a joyful thick Russian accent.

"Thank you for allowing my boys to play this party, Mr. Volkova."

"Call me Vladimir. You are Tom, yes?" he said as they sat down in a large conference room. Nadia was a pretty girl, and it bugged Macy because Nick was staring at her. If fact, all the Lucas boys were staring at her. But she felt relief knowing that she had to be younger than all three of them. Why, Nick had turned 18 before she did so, she knew he was too old for her. Nadia didn't look older than 16. "Nadia is so happy to have you as the musical act for her party."

"I am." she said in a high-pitched voice in a less thick Russian accent than her father's. "I am one of your biggest fans. You have no idea how happy I am for you to play my birthday party. I'm turning 18 and I wanted it to be special." she said blushing a little.

"Don't blush, Nadia." Nick said and Macy looked as if she was crushed. It was clear…he had a crush on her. "Turning 18 is special."

"Yeah…" Kevin said in agreement. "It's a great age."

"Thanks…" she said as she blushed again. "Would you like a tour of the mansion?"

"That's a lovely idea. Call for Eduard to show them around. I have business to attend to, but I do hope you enjoy the tour."

"We will and thank you so much." said Tom as he saw Vladimir off. They took a tour of the house first. Stella gushed over the curtains in nearly every room and how much she could make an garment out of that. Macy kept her eye on Nick as he talked with Nadia.

"You know I never would've guessed Russia would be this warm." Macy said trying to break her way into the conversation. "I feels like home…"

"Russia isn't always cold, you know." Nadia said in a slightly annoyed tone that caused Macy to regret her words. Stella stared at her with a sympathetic look, but Macy was too embarrassed to notice it.

"I didn't mean to…" she said but was cut off by Eduard moving the tour outside into the gardens. She looked down in shame as she walked on. The tour ended with them walking to the end of the gardens and they paused by the tennis courts. Joe, Nick, and Kevin were too busy mooning over Nadia to notice Stella and Macy.

"I'm sorry for what I said." Macy said to Eduard. "Should I apologize to her?" she asked feeling guilty for making an assumption about a place she didn't know.

"I wouldn't worry about it. She's just…how do you say…on edge lately."

"Oh, okay." Macy said with relief. Her eyes scanned the gardens as Stella chatted with Eduard. Just then she saw a man standing on the opposite side of the gardens. He had this intense stare that made her feel a little uneasy. She tried to turn away, but the way he was staring at her had her glued to that spot.

"Macy." Stella said to her in an excited voice, and that was the thing to bring her out of that strange trance. Well, almost. She could feel his eyes on her, still. "Eduard said that Nadia has an enormous closet and she wants us to see it."

"Spoiling our guests, I see, Nadia." said a male voice coming towards them. It had a deep, yet boyish timbre to it and a thick Russian accent. Macy turned around and saw it was the man who was staring at her from afar. He had a smooth nearly wrinkleless face, but it was mature enough to reveal his age…he was probably in his late 20s, early 30s. He was handsome, though.

"Sergey, please…" she said in an embarrassed tone. "They are my favorite band."

"And what about these two lovely young ladies?" he said briefly staring at Stella before his eyes moved to Macy and lingered there. She felt his eyes scan her form and she shifted uncomfortably under his stare.

"They're with us." Joe said quickly. He felt guilty for ignoring her.

"Well, welcome. I am Sergey, Nadia's uncle. It's a pleasure to meet you." he said as he gave a slight bow to Stella and Macy. "Nadia," he said addressing the girl before he said something in Russian. "I have to go, but I will be back tomorrow for the party. In fact, I would like to take the two young ladies shopping for a party outfit. All of you are more than welcome to come along. Well, I should go. Goodbye." Sergey said as he left and Macy couldn't shake her uneasy feeling.