The Next Direction Chapter 1: Mea and Kevin, a glee fanfic

Hello everyone, it's me again. A couple of months ago, I created my own glee OCs. I wrote a story about them, but it had an open end. I didn't know the ending. I do now.

In case you haven't noticed: I've updated A New Direction. I added All or Nothing as a prologue and went through all the chapters, correcting my mistakes. I also added a link to the AND playlist.

This story will be different from AND, though. AND was the same: all chapters around 2,000 - 5,000 words with mostly Marley's POV. This one will be different.

The lenghts of the chapters are all different (I think and I hope). Some will be around 8K, others longer. Maybe even shorter. I have no idea. The Next Direction takes places after high school. Some stories will start directly after graduation and focus on their years in college, others on married life. Some stories will end with the characters in their 30s, others with death. Some stories will have a lot of music in it, others only two.

AND was a story with songs, this is chapters with songs and stories around them. Yes, I said I made up I mind, but I often changed things for songs. Basically, I had a draft and developed it with songs.

All chapters will focus on two characters only. Sometimes, you will find parts from one chapters also in the others. For example, Kate will most likely cross Tyler and Carla's chapter several times.

Also, an chapter of AND was written in one day. This one here took me two weeks. I don't have an update schedule. School has started again and everyone keeps telling me that this is one of the busiest years, so we'll see.

Anyway, enjoy.

Mea Statsons and Kevin Hamilton.

Will they get out of Lima?

What are their dreams?

And most importantly: will said dreams involve each other?

Not all friendships last forever. Mea and Kevind have learned that the hard way. Mea left Ohio and went to L.A, while Kevin packed his stuff and left for New York.

They have tried to keep in touch, but distance took its toll. In the beginning, they talked daily. Then weekly. Then monthly.

And it killed Mea from the inside, so one day a year later she did the unthinkable. The permanently broke contact. She changed her e-mail and phone number, she defriended Kevin on all social media, she moved to another apartment – her first own apartment.

It was time to move on.

Four months later and Mea got rejected, once again. College isn't her cup of tea. Mea wants showbusiness, without all the studying and theory part. She knows she has the potential, but those stupid producers didn't see it and it fucking irritates her.

The next day, she meets yet another guy in a local bar. He might help her, but-

"No," the man, Mr. Robins, says after a moment, "Amelia, I know that I said that you were born to be on TV, but right now… I'm not sure anymore."

"The name is Mea," Mea scoffs.

"Mea, of course," Mr. Robins apologizes, or at least he tries.

"But why? You said-" "I know what I said, Mea, but it's just- you're too blank," he says and Mea feels like she's about to explode. "Too blank?" she snorts, "What does that even mean?"

"Well, you only have one side," Mr. Robins explains, "And that is this weird, dark, gothic-y side of yours. There's nothing wrong with that," he quickly adds, "But it's not good enough for a celebrity."

"Only one side?" Mea asked sharply. He nodded.

Mea laughs bitterly and the man actually seems afraid. "Let me tell you one thing, sir," she says sternly, "I am everything, or not worth your shit. I am all or nothing." Mea smiles to herself. This is one of the moments where she misses her old glee club, including Kev- no, no! Don't do that Mea!

She looks away and sees a small stage. There is an open mic.

"Watch me," she says and smiles innocently.

I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you but you look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet

Mr. Robins seems to listen.

Yesterday I cried
You must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused,
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one

Now was her time…

I'm a bitch
I'm a lover
I'm a child
I'm a mother
I'm a sinner
I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell
I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

… to shine.

So take me as I am
This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change and today won't mean a thing

All the people enjoy it and Mea is rocking out. She owns the song.

I'm a bitch
I'm a lover
I'm a child
I'm a mother
I'm a sinner
I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell
I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

She remembers singing this for the very first time when she was little. She loved the song, even though she didn't understand the importance back then. Not it is her anthem.

Just when you think you've got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool you do what you do and don't try to save me

Mea headbangs and shakes her hips while singing.

I'm a bitch
I'm a tease
I'm a Goddess on my knees
When you hurt
When you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb
I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

She winked to her audience.

Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh

She is out of breath, but she bows. The people in café all clap loudly and Mea beams with pride. She walks back to Mr. Robins, who is still sitting at the table. He slowly applauds her. "I see," he says, sounding impressed, "I'll think about it."

They shake hands and he leaves.

"You're getting a drink for free," the bartender says happily, "That performance was absolutely amazing!" Mea accepts the drink and smiles. She hasn't felt this happy in months.

Although, she really wants to share this happiness with someone.

She still has friends. Phoebe went to LA with her and she's introduced Mea to some of her friends from college, but she misses a best friend. She is actually thinking about calling Kevin.

But then-

"Isn't it Amelia or Mea Statsons," she hears and she can't believe her ears. She turns around. "Jason von Maes," she grins when she sees Jace, "What on earth are you doing here? I thought you were in New York with Tim."

Jace shrugs. "Tim and I- things didn't work out. I messed up badly," he sighs deeply, "But now I'm here. I just arrived this morning."

"And why did you come to the West Coast?" Mea asks, "What are you plans?" Jace shrugs again. "Like I said, I messed up," he says, "But I'll tell you later. I mean, I hope- If I'm ready to tell. Long story short: I messed up with someone and that someone lives in LA. I hope she lets me stay in her apartment, because I'm not planning on leaving."

"Wait, with someone?"

"Yeah… But I better get going. I need to talk to that person as soon as possible, otherwise I'd be homeless," Jace laughs it away, but Mea knows better.

They exchange numbers and Jace is about to leave when Mea remembers something Carla said back in high school. "Mea, you should talk to Jace. You two fit perfectly together," she has suggested, "in a very platonic way, of course."

She suddenly has an idea.

"Jace!" she calls out. Jace stops in the doorway. "Yes?" Mea quickly texts him something. "That's my address," she says, "I don't know much about this someone, but if it doesn't work out I just want you to know that I need a roommate."

"Really?" Jace asks in disbelief. "Really," Mea says, "Now go to that someone and I guess I'll see you."

When Mea gets home that night, she sees Jace sitting on her doorstep. There are also three large suitcases.

"I guess it didn't work out, uh?" Mea gives him a reassuring smile. Jace looks tired. He nods sadly.
"Come on then," Mea opens the door, "Let's get you in then." Jace protests, but Mea doesn't listen. She shows him the spare room and leaves him there.

When she wakes up that morning she spots Jace standing in the kitchen.

"Morning," he says, "I hope you don't mind, but I wanted to repay you for letting me stay. Eggs?"

The eggs are good, like really good. They sit down and eat in silence. Mea decides to break that silence.

"Okay. Spill."

Jace swallows. "I got a girl pregnant," he confesses.

Now what can you say to that?

"What?" Mea is confused, "But… you're gay, right?"

"Yes, that is the worst part," Jace says bitterly.

"And I assume Timothy didn't take the news well?" Mea asks and Jace hisses. "Can we not talk about Tim?" he asks, "But yeah. He didn't really like his boyfriend impregnating a random girl."

"I just… how? I mean, are you kidding me? A random girl?" Mea has seen a lot of shit, but this was unbelievable. Jace shrugs. He always shrugs. "Her name is Marcie," he says, like it makes it all better.
"But can we not?" he begs, "Just not now."

Mea hums in agreement.

"How about you?" Jace starts, "How is LA treating you?"

"Badly," Mea spits, "I try every time. And they always reject me."

"Still trying out for showbiz? Really?"

"Really-really," she says.

"And what happened with you and Kev?"

Mea almost chokes on her eggs. "What'cha mean?" she tries.

"Honey, I've lived in New York with him, Tim, Damian and Lulu," he says, "I know that there is something going on. He won't tell me, but he did tell Damian that it has something to do with you. It looked like you killed him, girl."

"I killed him?" Mea asks. "Well, not literally. I was with Tim at their apartment and Kevin had just discovered this awesome new recipe and he was eager to tell you," Jace tells her, "He went to his room to call you and came out an hour later. He looked devastated."

Mea buries her head in her hands. "Oh god."

"So Lulu asked him what was wrong and he said that he couldn't reach you," Jace continues, "There was no e-mail, no phone number, no nothing. We all tried to contact you after that, but it was in vain."

Oh shit, Mea has been so focused on cutting Kevin off, she has totally forgotten the others.

"So now I'm kinda wondering what happened. I swear, I won't tell Kevin!" Jace quickly adds, "He doesn't even know I'm here. Hence, Tim doesn't even know that Marcie lives here."

"I couldn't do it, okay?" Mea hisses, "He was gone and I needed him, but he wasn't there. Not anymore." "I know how you feel, because that's how I felt about Tim," Jace says back, "But I didn't do it because I wanted it. My 'accident' just happened and look where I am now? Chasing the woman I knocked up to help her."

"That is very… wow, very honourable of you."

"Honourable?" Jace laughs bitterly, "Wow. That's a new one. Only Marcie and Tim know and they both hate me for it. But back to Kevin. Do you wanna know what that recipe was?"

Mea shakes her head, but Jace tells her anyway. He nods to her plate. "Eggs," he says, "He taught me how to prepare them like that."

"But he is a baker? He works in a bakery, with cakes and stuff," Mea sputters, "I mean, that was a year ago." "Still does," Jace shrugs, "But he was so proud of himself. He was just messing around with eggs and voila. Eggs. And then he finds out his best friend cut him out of her life. Now I know this is not my situation, but I suggest you apologize to him."

"Yeah, sure," Mea says sarcastically, "Just out of the blue: 'Hi Kev, sorry for defriending you, but here I am again' and we will live happily ever after. It's for the best. He just has to move on."

"Have you?" Jace asks.

Mea doesn't answer.

Jace spends most of his time helping this Marcie out and working. He has found a job and he uses the money to pay the rent and to support Marcie, who lives with her best friend in an apartment.

Mea spends most of her time working her ass off or waiting for Mr. Robins to call. She also meets Marcie and her best friend, Alicia. Jace introduces her as a friend.

Weeks pass and Mea starts to lose faith. Maybe Mr. Robins wasn't impressed at all that day. Maybe he thought she was just another young adult who moved to LA without a degree who wanted to shine big.

Then, Mr. Robins calls.

"Hello?" Mea says breathlessly. "Mea!" Mr. Robins sounds happy, "I got you a small role. It doesn't involve singing or anything, but it's a start."

"Really?" Mea shrieks. She can't believe it.

"Really, but Mea? It's not too much. You just need to come to the network's headquarters. Preferably this week, if that's okay with you. They'll talk about it there."

"Thank you, sir," Mea beams, "And I knew it wouldn't be too much, but still thank you." Mr. Robins hangs up and Mea jumps in the air from happiness. "Oh my god," she says, "Oh my god." She quickly calls the only one on her mind right now.

"Yeah?" she hears Jace's voice. He sounds irritated.

"At what time will you be home?" she asks. Then the front door opens. "Uh, now?" Jace says and hangs up. He looks exhausted: he is pale (he always is, but this looks even paler) and has red rimmed eyes.

"Rough day?" Mea asks slowly. Jace nods and sighs. "Don't wanna talk about it." "Of course you don't want to," Mea rolls her eyes.

"But you called?" Jace says, "It sounded urgent."

"Oh, that," Mea tries to hide her smile, "Just… Mr. Robins just called me to tell me I landed a small role."

"OH MY GOD, MEA!" Jace yells, "Are you kidding?" He basically jumps in her arms. "I wouldn't joke about something like this," Mea laughs, "And you're the first to know."

"Seriously, not even your parents- I mean mom," Jace quickly corrects himself. He knows very well that Mea's dad abandoned the family when she was a little girl.

"No, but I totally should tell them."

Mea goes to the network's headquarters that weekend. She is excited as hell. Sadly, the excitement deflates when she sees what her role is. "So, I'm a homeless prostitute dancing in some bar?" she says, trying to hide her disappointment.

"Yes," one of the men says, "Mr. Robins told us about you. He said that you had no problem with a role like that, since your, let me say audition looked like that."

Mea wants to strangle him.

"What exactly did he tell you?" Mea asks sceptically. "Well, he saw you performing in a local bar and he said that you looked slutty enough. His words, not mine," another men says.

"So, we have a deal?" they hand Mea a formal looking sheet of paper. Mea eyes the paper. It is trash, that's true. But it might be a breaking point.

On the other hand, they're only using Mea for her looks, on a very offensive way.

She smiles innocently when she sees the paper and she rips it apart. She leaves with shooting all the men the finger.

When she gets home, she hears more horrible news. She skipped a day of work for that god damn interview and they fired her.

She angrily calls her work. "I told you that I wasn't coming!" she shouts. The whole apartment is trembling. Jace, who is sitting in his room, bonks on his door several times. "No, I told you- No, you listen to m- I didn't do anything wrong. That was one time, sir!"

The boss hangs up on her and Mea curses in frustration. Jace's door opens. "I assume that it didn't end well?" he leans in the doorframe. Mea shakes her head and she tries to stop it, but she can't help it.

She cries.

Jace is shocked. He has never seen Mea like this. He rushes to her and wraps his arms around her. "Oh Mea…"

"He is such an asshole," Mea chokes out, "And I bet it was that bitch of a Hastings. She has hated me since the beginning." Jace rubs circles on her back and lets her cry.

Mea ends up in a depression after that.

She barely eats, showers or leaves her room. She doesn't even leave the apartment. When Marcie comes over to discuss some things with Jace, she stays in her room with her lights shut off. Even Phoebe visits. She tries to cheer her up, but it is no use.

After months of basically nothing, Jace flips out.

"God fuck damnit, Statsons!" he yells when Mea shuffles to the table to eat some breakfast – hey, at least it's something, "Can you get your shit together!?"

Mea shoots him the finger.

"None of that now, okay?" Jace groans in frustration, "I get it. Life sucks, but it also sucks for me! I have to work double shifts now to support us, but also Marcie. She is eight months, god damnit. She can't work."

"Not my fault that you decided to fuck her," Mea snaps, "Shouldn't have done that."

"It was an accident!" he screams angrily, "You dropping all your shit that you called life is not an accident. Get your fucking head out of your ass. Have you even noticed the pile of bills?" He points to the kitchen counter. There is indeed a huge stack of papers, but Mea rolls her eyes.

"Look, Mea, I don't care about your whole 'fuck the world' attitude. I know this is technically your apartment, but I won't hesitate to throw you out," he spits, "Remember High School? You weren't the only cold hearted bitch in glee club."

"Fuck off," she yells. Jace backs away.

"Fine," he says, "Fine. I'll go to Marcie, someone who actually appreciates all the effort, for the week. Let's see if you can survive on your own."

He leaves that afternoon.

When Mea wakes up the next day, the silence hits her. Jace isn't around. She slowly replays all the things that happened the day before.

She feels like an idiot.

"Great job, Mea," she groans to herself, "Cutting off yet another best friend." She slams her head against the table.

She manages to live like that for three days. On her fourth day alone, she realises that she has no more food in the house and no more money. For the first time in months, she realizes what damage she has done.

She reaches for the phone to call Jace, but then her eyes land on the phone bills in the kitchen.

What has she done.

It's 2033 and the world has changed a lot in the past two decades and people have invented incredible things, but money still doesn't grow on trees.

The sharp ring of the bell pulls her out of her trance. She basically runs towards the door. Maybe it is Jace. She needs to apologize as soon as possible.

But it isn't Jace.

It is man wearing an expensive looking suit and sunglasses. He even wears white gloves and he carries a suitcase.

"Amelia Emma Statsons?" he asks.

"Yes, that's me," Mea is confused. Who the hell is this man.

"May I come in? The two of us have business to do." "Not that I'm aware," Mea honestly doesn't have time for whatever this bullshit, "So, if you'll excuse me-" "Your father passed away this week," the man interrupts her.

Mea freezes.

"I'm sorry for your loss," he says, but Mea doesn't care about that part. Her dad never cared about her. "But I'm here with your father's will."

Mea opens the door and steps inside. The man goes inside. "I'd love to offer you something to drink, but we- I mean, I have nothing in the house," she shrugs. The man nods and sits down. "That is quite alright, Ms. Statsons."

Mea joins him. "So, my father, uh?" she says. "Yes, your father, Arthur William Statsons," the man says. "How did he die?" Mea asks. "Heart attack, but he was already sick," the man answers, "Once again, I'm sorry for your loss." Mea nods.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Statsons, I've been your father's lawyer for quite some time, but I've never seen you before," he admits, "I must say that I don't really know how to act around you. But shall we begin?" Mea shrugs. "Fine by me." She just wants it to be over.

Her father's lawyer reads the whole thing, and honestly, Mea starts dozing off.

"- and then, my dearest daughter Amelia," she looks up, "My sweetest Amy," Mea sighs at the name. She vaguely remembers her dad calling her that. She has abandoned the name the same way he has abandoned her.

"I know that you will hear this after I've left you and your mother. I'm sure you want nothing to do with me, but I just want you to know that I never meant to run away from you." Mea doesn't know how, but she feels her eyes watering. "Amy, I just want you to understand that I did this because your mother and I weren't meant for together. I might've been selfish, but I've never regretted leaving your mother."

Mea's heart sinks.

"But I will always regret leaving you," Mea's eyes widen, "Amy, I left you because I knew it would be safer for you to grow up with your mother. When I left you, I was broke and homeless. I didn't want a life on the streets for you. Even after I became this wealthy, I tried to contact you again. But your mother told me you hated me. I stopped trying after your sixteenth birthday."

Mea really needs to call her mom. She has a lot of explaining to do.

"Maybe you still want nothing to do with me, but I hope you'll accept the money I leave for you. I'm sick and I know that I don't have much time left, so you're probably in college right now." Well, that didn't work out, "So I hope that this will help you. I love you, Amelia. Remember that."

Mea feels tears streaming down her face. "Amelia, or should I call you Amy?" her father's lawyer says. "Mea," Mea answers, "My name is Mea."

"Mea, I know he hasn't really stated it in the letter he wrote for you, but he left you seven million dollars." Mea's head is about to explode.

"What?" she asks, "I- How?"

"Your father made a lot of investments after he ran away. It simply made him rich," her father's lawyer explains, "But I shall leave you now, if that's alright with you." Mea nods. She needs time to process this.

"I hope I'll see you again," he says before leaving.

Mea's first instinct is to call Kevin. After protesting to herself, she wants to call Jace. But then she remember why he left her alone for the week. She needs to sort her shit out.

After grieving, she pays all the bills and cleans the whole place. After that, she actually leaves her apartment to go to the grocery store. She stocks the whole fridge and buys some snacks for her and Jace.

She also buys presents for his and Marcie's baby - she still thinks that that is weird.

On the day that Jace comes home, she prepares for him (in her opinion) the best meal ever. When the door finally opens, Jace's eyes are wide open.

"Welcome home," Mea smiles genuinely.

"What?" is all he can say.

At dinner, Mea tells him the full story. Jace seems impressed and actually kisses her on the cheek. "I'm glad you're back, bitch," he says and Mea laughs.

Mea treats him the next week. She sends him off for a weekend in the local wellness station. When he comes home, he bounces. "I met someone!" is all he can say.

Julia Stevens is born a month later. Marcie states that she wants Jace, but also Mea, to be a part of Julia's life, since they've both been so supportive.

Mea hears a couple of weeks later from a random guy on the street that she is perfect for TV. She starts with a small role with only a couple of lines, but she gets asked again for three more episodes.

There, they see how talented she is and she lands a recurring role in the TV hit show Free Fallin'. It's about a group of misfits who meet each other by accident and end up being friends for life. There she meets one of her co-starts Clark Matthews.

2034 starts good.

"Do you like Clark Matthews, Amelia?" Jace asks teasingly. He is sitting in their living room with Julia in his lap. Marcie and Alicia wanted some girl time, so they have offered to babysit Julia.

"Good question," she smiles, "Do you like Owen Porter, Jason?" Jace sputters something. "Yes, I know better, Jace. You met him that weekend and you've been talking about him in your sleep ever since. Apparently you're too afraid to date him because he might dislike your 'dad' status."

"I talk in my sleep?" Jace asks horrified.

"You do. And hard too, because I can hear it all," Mea smirks, "So, we both have epic crushes on boys. What do we do now?" Jace, as always, shrugs.

"I suggest we both make it happen, idiot," Mea says, "I'll talk to Clark tomorrow and you will confess your undying love for Owen. By the end of the year, we both have boyfriends. Deal?"

Jace smirks back. "Deal," he says, "Now pass me the bottle for Julia."

Mea goes to work the next day. After she shoots some scenes, she approaches Clark. "This new script sucks," he complains, "Never let him write an episode again." "I agree," Mea says, "We should file a complaint or something." Clark laughs. "I don't think that will work," he says, "I suggest we should talk about it over coffee. That okay with you?"

More than okay.

"Sure, why not."

They're dating by the end of the year. Jace's crush didn't work out. They have dated for a few months, but after a while Jace decided that Owen wasn't good enough for him and Julia.

"I win," she says at New Year's Eve and Jace pouts. They're having a full house. They're celebrating the New Year with Marcie and her family, Alicia, Phoebe and her lover and of course, with Clark.

Clark kisses her when the clock strikes twelve. She has money, she has a career, she has friends and she has him. Life is good.

She moves in with Clark a year later. Marcie leaves Alicia to live with Jace and Julia in Mea's old apartment.

Free Fallin' has ended, but the producers have offered Mea a bigger role in another TV show, named Fans, loosely based on the book FaNGIRL written by Rainbow Rowell in 2013 and that old TV show Friends. It's about a group of fans in college. Mea plays Gabriella Moore, a crazy ass fangirl who loves sci-fi books and shows.

She has gained quite a lot of fame. She can't walk around anymore without getting recognized, but she doesn't mind the fans stopping her on the streets. This is what she wanted.

Clark makes some cameos in Fangirl, but he stars in yet another movie. They barely see each other, but they make it work. He proposes two years later.

It's 2038 and Mea is with Jace in New York. She's getting married in a month and Mea is in the city for an interview. She brought Jace with her. At first, he was a little reluctant to go. It has been years since he has been in the Big Apple, but Mea begged him to go with her.

Jace was also engaged to a guy called Nathaniel Woods. They met a few weeks after Mea moved out. His wedding was a few weeks after hers. They already have attended couple of weddings, including Phoebe's, Kate's and Miles's. Apparently, 2038 is the year of the weddings.

After the interview, she allows herself to have some free time. She drags Jace with her to a small bakery/coffee shop.

"Why here?" he asks when they enter the place. They look around. It's not big, but it's cosy. To their delight they see that there's an open mic. A girl is rocking out on stage.

"No paparazzi," Mea answers, "And I know you're terrified of running into Tim, so the smaller, the better." Jace just huffs something.

They both order a piece of cake and coffee. The girl ends her song and another girl takes over. A man introduces her happily and Mea and Jace clap.

They talk about their weddings, Julia and other stuff. Then, the man announces another performer. "Ladies and gentlemen, can you believe it? It's one of our own!" he yells, "Give a round of applause for our own baker!"

Mea and Jace continue talking while clapping. They don't look at the stage, but then they hear a familiar voice.

Years earlier

"Oh my god, how did you this?" Lulu asks in astonishment. She's eating the eggs Kevin just made and they're absolutely delicious.

"It just happened," Kevin grins and hands a plate to his other roommate. Damian accepts it and Kevin turns to the two visitors. "Do the lovebirds want something too?" he says teasingly. Timothy gives Jace a peck on the lips.

"Nah, I prefer eating him," he says and Jace rolls his eyes.

"You two are adorable," Lulu smiles, "if not inappropriate."

Kevin looks around, smiling fondly. He really loves his friends and his life in New York. Damian has made it into NYADA, Timothy goes to Columbia, Jace to NYU, Lulu attends Parsons and Kevin himself goes to ICE, Institute of Culinary Education. He knows that they're all very lucky.

He loves all four of them, but there's always one person missing for him.

Mea.

"You guys stay here," he says, "I need to call Mea. She has to know this too." Everyone gives him a thumbs-up and Kevin retreats back to his room. He speed dials Mea.

Only-

This number is out of use, if you-

He stops listening after 'out of use'. "What the fuck," he says to himself. He tries again and again and again, but he always gets the same message.

He quickly e-mails her and he groans in frustration when the e-mail return not five minutes later. He opens an internet browser and checks her address. He has never been that fond of the privacy breaks the internet displays, but right now, he appreciates it.

He almost yells when he sees that someone else has moved in.

He tries to find her on every social media he knows she has and feels his heart sinking when he sees that she is nowhere to be seen.

Or she has deactivated, or she has made her profiles invisible for search. He spends the rest of the hour finding her, but after a moment, he gives up.

He slumps to the living room.

"Oh, Kev, they are totally right!" Jace says, eating eggs, "The eggs are amazing. You have to learn me this anytime soon." Kevin acknowledges it with a nod.

"Are you okay?" Lulu asks when she sees her roommate's devastated face.

"Mea is gone," he says numbly. The others exchange some glances. "Gone?" Timothy asks, "What do you mean by gone?"

So Kevin tells them the whole story.

"But- why?" Lulu asks, "I'm going to call her." "Me too." "So will I." "Let me get my phone too." All four of them get the same message.

They try again, but it's in vain.

It feels like Mea Statsons disappeared from the earth.

Jace leaves a couple of months after that, also without explanation. Timothy doesn't come out of the house, so Damian stays with him for the week.

"First Mea, now Jace," Lulu shakes her head in disbelief. "Please tell me that you aren't planning on leaving too," Kevin whispers brokenly.

"Still not over her?" Lulu asks. Kevin shakes his head. "She just left," he spits, "She didn't call me before or something. One day she's there and the next she's gone. Have you heard anything from Phoebe?"

"She hasn't seen Mea in quite some time," Lulu answers, "She only knows that she has moved, but she doesn't know to where. Sorry to tell you this, but Mea is not coming back. It's time to start living again. The past four months have been hell, yes, I can see that. You cannot continue your life like this."

"It's just so shitty," he says, "Everything feels shitty."

Lulu sighs. "Remember my favourite?"

"That old one? That classic?"

Lulu nods. "At one moment, Charlie writes: 'Things change, and friends leave, but life doesn't stop for anybody.' This also applies to you and Mea. Yes, maybe she's gone forever, but you cannot stop living now. You're way too young for that."

Kevin smiles and hugs her tightly. "Thanks, Lu."

"Always."

So he goes on with life. He dates a few girls and bakes quite a lot. Months pass, even years. Then, Damian calls him.

He is sitting on his bed, reading this awesome book by the even more awesome J.K. Rowling when Damian shouts: "KEV! GET YOUR ASS HERE!"

He puts away his book and slumps to the living room. He, Lulu and Lulu's new boyfriend Max are watching TV. "You gotta watch this!" Lulu peeps, "It's that new show called Fans." Kevin has heard about it, but never really cared.

"So?"

"So! Sit down, man," Damian says, "You're in for a surprise. Timothy pointed it out!" Kevin, not really caring, sits next to him and watches the show. There is a lot of drama between two characters, but then the scene ends and another begins.

"I honestly don't care about him," a girl called Anna said, "If he doesn't like my fandoms, then he can suck it. I don't need him when I have my ships."

"Are you sure about that?" they heard Gabriella.

Kevin's eyes widen. He knows that voice.

"I mean, fandoms are life," the shot turned to Gabriella, "We and all the others both know that, but there's more. If you don't want to date him because he hates your fandoms, that's your decision. But aren't you going too far?"

"You would've done the same," Anna snapped.

"Maybe," Gabriella admitted, "But the way you look at Dylan… I've never done that. Not even with Rupert."

"But you loved him," Anna didn't expect that, "I thought you did."

"I thought I did, too," Gabriella smiled weakly.

"Oh… my… god," Kevin whispers to himself. "You knew her the best," Damian says, "So that is Mea, uh?" Kevin nods.

"I did some research online," Lulu reaches for her tablet, "Apparently she's in the main cast. And according to iMDB, this isn't her first role."

"Maybe that's why she stopped talking?" Max shrugged, "Her career came on the first place." Everyone gaped at him. "How could you say that about Mea?" Kevin said coldly, "I don't know why she did it, but there's one thing I know for sure. She is a bitch, but she ain't like that."

"Honestly, seeing her like that screams trouble," Max continues and Lulu stares daggers at him. "Mea was a good girl!" she yells. Max quirks his eyebrow. "She looks like a slut slash punk to me," he says casually, totally oblivious that everyone in the room is looking at him in disgust.

Lulu and Max broke up the day after.

They all graduate. They invite other A New Direction members to the city to celebrate not only their graduation, but everyone's. Even from the ones who couldn't make it to New York, like Miles and Kate.

And Jace and Mea.

"Did Mea graduate?" Tyler asks, "I mean, we haven't heard of her since high school." Carla nods sadly. "Kate hasn't heard of her either," she adds.

"She didn't," Phoebe, who has been catching up with Alice and Gloria the whole time, answers, "Because she never went to college. I also haven't seen her in a long time because of her shows." "College was never an option for her in the first place," Kevin says remotely calm, "To quote her: 'Why would I go to college? I can't afford it and my mom won't pay for it.' I mean, that's what she thought in high school."

"She just vanished one day," Damian tells the others. They all exchange some worried glances. "We know," Karina finally sighs, "I have to admit, I sometimes see her stuff on my timeline, but she changed her number and stuff years ago."

"Yeah, I found out the hard way," Kevin spits and Lulu rests her head on his shoulder. She is drunk. "We know, Kevvy," she coos, "And then Ja-Jace left us too."

"I do not want to hear his name," Timothy, also drunk, hisses.

"What actually happened between the two of you?" Tyler asked. "Shut. Up," Timothy says, "Let me say, almost saaame thing as Ah-Ahhhlice and Damieeeen. Career shit. Only Milessss knows. Miles's mah bro."

No one says a word. Damian turns to Alice, who is laughing loudly.

Carla clears her throat. "But does anyone know where he is? We know that Mea is somewhere in LA, but Jason?"

Everyone looks at each other. They all don't know.

Well, one knows, but she is too tipsy to remember since she is talking with one of her best friends she hasn't seen in quite some time. "Why did you move to Australia again, Glo?" she keeps asking Gloria.

Kevin finds a job at this small bakery/coffee shop. The boss, Daniel, has been really enthusiastic about him and his recipes. "Dude, you graduated from ICE, of course you get the job!" he has said.

His colleagues are amazing.

There is Joey. He looks like a tough guy, but he is a sweetheart. Then there are a twin brother and sister, Matt and Mackenzie.

But then there is Emily.

Emily is unlike all the other girls he has met. Her hair is long, blonde and curly. It kind of reminds him of Alice. She is short and has an amazing body. She looks like Kat Dannings and she is absolutely amazing.

"So, what is your story?" she asks.

"My story?" he says and Emily nods, "Yes! Who are you, where are you from, what are your plans!" she clarifies.

"Oh, well, I am Kevin Hamilton, I am adopted and was raised in Lima Ohio – yes, I know – and I moved to New York after high school with a few of my friend. Uh, graduated from ICE and honestly, I'm planning on staying here." He grins to her. "Now it's your turn."

"No problem! Emily Wilson, born and raised in LA. Uh, I also moved to New York after high school. I am here now and I honestly don't know what will happen," she answers.

They grow more closer and after a moment, everyone starts rooting for them. The twins drive them both crazy. "Matt, once again, stated that we have to date," he rolls his eyes, "He even said 'asap'. Who says asap?"

"Mackenzie, apparently," Emily sighs, "Since she said the same thing to me." Kevin just shakes his head and goes back to concentrating on the cupcakes.

"You know, they have a point," Emily suddenly says, "Maybe we should be together." He looks up and sees that Emily is blushing. "I- eh, I meant…" she trails off.

Kevin's heart races. "No," he finally says, "We totally should."

When Matt runs into them a few minutes later, he kisses them both on their cheeks and says: "Finally, you assholes" before leaving. He has to tell his sister and his others.

Lulu wakes him up in the middle of the night. "Something happened with Damian!" she says. They find Damian sitting on their couch. He is basically shouting in thin air.

"Damian?" Kevin asks carefully. It looks like he's been crying. They all know that Damian had a nasty break-up with Amanda a few weeks earlier, but this seems different.

"Damian?" Lulu tries too.

"Why god fuck damnit did he have to do that?" Damian yells in frustration, "Now he has all this and he puts it on my shoulders too! Fuck everything."

"Damian, calm down," Lulu hisses, "You'll wake the neighbours."

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE ANYMORE!"

Kevin doesn't hesitate to slap him in the face. "Kevin!" Lulu shrieks, but Kevin doesn't care. Damian's eyes widen and he looks up to Kevin, hand pressed against his cheek.

"I needed that," he says softly, "Thanks."

"Damian, what on earth is going on?" Kevin asks, "Who did what?" Damian sighs deeply. "Devon had to hit this woman with his car," he says, "And now she prosecuted him. Rightfully, if I may say so, but as his best friend, I probably have to support him. That's what best friends do."

Lulu and Kevin exchange some looks.

"You're right," Lulu finally says, "But maybe you should talk to him first." "Friends are supposed to talk about things that bother them," Kevin adds, "If not…" He bites his lip and takes a deep breath. "Well, you see what happened to me and Mea."

Apparently, the whole thing with Devon is huge. Kevin decides to stay out of it. He focuses on Emily. Their relationship has grown stronger. It's been months since that first kiss in the bakery/coffee shop's kitchen, almost a year.

"I think I should move in with me, Lulu and Damian," he suggests one night, when they're together. They have the apartment for themselves. Apparently Alice is involved with the whole Devon situation and Lulu is god knows where, "I mean, you're about to graduate. You have to leave the dorms."

When Emily doesn't reply, he starts to panic.

"I mean, if you don't want to, I totally understand," he continues in rapid fire, "I know you've been looking for places and you have been thinking about moving it with the twins. I know, it was just an idea, and god, I haven't even discussed it with the others what on earth am I thinking-"

Emily chuckles. "Stop rambling," she says, "Even though I find it endearing, you should totally stop." Kevin flushes scarlet. "And even though I think you should've discussed it with Lu and Damian first, I'd love to move in with you guys."

So she moves in a month later. There she discovers the picture.

"Who is this?" she asks the others. She emerges out of their – their- bedroom, holding a photo. "Oh yeah," Damian rolls his eyes, "I totally forgot you still use photo frames, man. You simply refuse to use your electronic wall, uh."

"Well, in his defence," Lulu says, "That is Mea. Both of them use old stuff. Remember their very first glee club meeting? Mea brought a boombox and they used CDs."

"CDs? Those round things?" Emily asks, "Mea?"

"No one," Kevin peeps, "I don't even know why I still have that thing." Emily raises her eyebrows.

"Because you still love her?" Lulu deadpans, "Duh. You will never get over her, Kev. Do you see that? I've accepted your doomed fate."

Emily's eyebrows raise even higher – Kevin didn't know that was possible, but she just proved him wrong.

"Your ex, then?" she asks sceptically, "Did she move in too?"

Kevin jumps out of his seat. "What? No!" The others protest too. "Mea, a girlfriend? What the fuck!" "Uh…. gurl no." "Hell no! That's just plain-ass weird." Everyone turns to Damian. "Plain-ass weird, seriously?" Lulu asks, but Damian waves her away.

"Small recap," Damian turns to Emily, "She used to be his best friend, but then she broke contact." "And Kevin isn't over her, because they were awesome friends and basically each other's everything," Lulu finishes. "No romantic feelings involved," Timothy nods.

Emily seems relieved.

"Oh thank god."

Yes, she is definitely relieved.

After that, they're stronger than ever. Of course they fight, but they also make up. Their friends around them change too. Matt falls in love with this girl Kevin can't stand and Mackenzie moves with her girlfriend to their first apartment. Joey is still single, but they both suspect that he has an ongoing relationship with his drinks.

Lulu's boyfriend moves in with them and Damian moves out. Since Kevin kept out of the whole Devon thing, he had no idea that Damian and Alice had started dating again.

He proposes to Emily at New Year's Eve 2037. The wedding is scheduled in December 2038. They both move to their own apartment. Emily's parents pay the rent, since they both need the money for other things.

He has never been happier, though.

It's open mic. Kevin loves open mic.

"You've got to sing a song, dude," Matt encourages him, "We all know that your voice is like heaven. Your cooking skills are amazing, but I still don't understand why you didn't want to pursue a career in that."

"I dunno, man," Kevin says, "I still have to finish the icing on that wedding cake."

"It's open mic," Mackenzie says, "It's only once in a month. You already declined the other months, but now it's time." "Mack is right, Kev," Matt pats him on the back, "Remember It's A Wonderful Day For Pie? Because I do."

"Oh, or that one time you changed Vanessa's whatishername's song A Thousand Miles?" Joey pipes up and they all begin to sing.

Baking my way downtown
Working fast, cupcakes pass and I'm cakebound
Staring blankly ahead
Just baking my way
Baking a way through the crowd-

"Okay, that was one time!" Kevin protest.

Other colleagues start chanting his name. Emily kisses him on the cheek. "Go show off," she whispers in his ear. Kevin blushes and gives in.

Daniel sees him and smiles in surprise.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can you believe it? It's one of our own!" he yells to the audience, "Give a round of applause for our own baker!"

The audience applauds politely. They want to hear him sing first. He opens his tablet and the music starts. He dedicates the song to the one person who's still on his mind, even after all these years.

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea,
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see,
I'll be the light to guide you

It's for his best friend, Mea.

Find out what we're made of
What we are called to help our friends in need

He misses her. He knows that Lulu and Timothy has helped him with 'moving on', he knows that he will always miss her.

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

He knows, that if they will ever meet again, he will forgive her for whatever she did and he will do everything to help her.

Woooh, Woooh, Woooh, Yeaah, Yeaah

If you're tossin and you're turnin and you just can't fall asleep,
I'll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you realy mean to me,
Every day I will remind you, ooh

He would kill to hear her sing again.

Find out what we're made of
What we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Wooooh, Wooooh, Wooooh, Yeaah, Yeaah.

You'll always have my shoulder when you're crying
I'll never let go, never say goodbye

He will never let go of what is left of their friendship.

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
And you'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Woooh, Woooh, Woooh,
You can count on me 'cause I can count on you

His voice breaks at the last line. He knows that that's not true. Not anymore.

Suddenly, someone is hugging him. "I'm proud of you," Emily whispers, "That was amazing." He looks back and sees the twins and the others clapping and whistling.

"That was amazing," Mackenzie yells. Emily leads him to the others. "God, you killed it up there," Matt says, "Told you!" They hear Daniel announcing the next performer, but they don't care. Everyone is too excited for him.

"We need to go out and celebrate after we're done!" Joey suggests, "Call Damian, Alice, Tim, Mason, Lulu and Julian too. We're going out tonight!"

"I need to work tomorrow," Kevin laughs. "Yeah, me too," Joey grins and Kevin gives him a pat on the back.

"Come on, you're getting married in two months, dude," Matt says, "Now it's time to celebrate the engagement life. Again." He quickly pours Kevin a drink.

"We celebrate that life weekly," Emily rolls her eyes, "God, everyone's getting married in 2038. First Alice and Damian, then Timothy and Mason. And we also went to some of Kevin's friends' weddings. It's crazy. Kate's was the craziest."

Kevin sighs. Little does he know that Mea was there too, since she was with Jace most of the time, avoiding Timothy like the plague.

"Still, you are amazing!" Mackenzie says. Kevin beams.

"Yeah, he sure is," they hear. Kevin almost spits out his drink. It couldn't be. The others are already looking, so he slowly turns around too.

Mea Statsons is standing there.

"Oh my god," Emily gasps, "Is that the Mea Statsons? The one who plays Gabriella Moore?" She jumps out of her seat and Mackenzie follows her. "We're big fans!" Kevin hears them squealing. They make some pictures together and Kevin quickly looks away.

"It is always nice to meet fans," Mea says and Kevin can hear that she's closer, "But honestly, right now I'm here for a friend." She taps on his shoulder.

"Kevin."

Kevin looks up. "Mea."

Everyone is staring at them. Kevin can hear most of his friends and colleagues whispering things among the lines of "They know each other?" "What is going on?" "The Mea Statsons is talking to our Kevin?"

"Kevin," Mea says again, "I- I- Hey."

"Hi," Kevin looks away again and he can feel Mea glaring at him.

"How have you been?" Mea tries, "I see that you work here. You can still sing." Kevin nods. His friends can sense that there is something wrong. "You would've known that story if you kept me in your life," he says bitterly.

He can basically feel Mea tensing up. After all these years, he still knows her the best. Or, that's what he hopes. He finally looks up.

"I'm sorry," she says softly, barely audible because of the person singing on the stage at the moment, "It was selfish from me… to cut you out of my life. By the time that I wanted to contact you again –or better, Jace wanted me to contact you again- it felt like it was too late."

Kevin perks up.

"Jace?" he asks. He hasn't seen Jace in years either. Mea shrugs – probably learned that from Jace – and says: "Yeah, he's with me in the city. We're getting married anytime soon, so I begged him to come with me so we could feel the New York life before committing forever."

"Woah, woah, woah, the two of you are getting married? TO EACH OTHER?"

Mea goes white. "What, no! What's wrong with you!" she shrieks in horror, "He's gay. I mean, I'm getting married to my fiancé and he to his." Kevin actually sighs in relief.

"He left New York four months after you broke contact," he moves back to the subject they have to discuss. Mea bites her lip. "Again, I'm sorry." Kevin nods and actually smiles. He promised himself to forgive her. He puts his glass back on the table, stands up and hugs her.

Mea is taken aback.

"K-Kev…?" she asks. Her voice cracked.

"Mea," he smiles, "Missed you too." He lets go and gestures to Emily to get up. "So you're getting married?" he asks and Mea, still speechless, nods, "Fun. Me too! Mea, this is my fiancée, Emily. Ems, this is my best friend, Mea."

"P-Pleasure," Mea manages to say. Emily nods in astonishment. "You're Mea Statsons," she says, "You play Gabriella Moore." "Guilty," Mea smiles. "My soon-to-be-husband is best friends with Gabriella Moore," Emily says.

"Good, and now that we're friends again, I'd like to invite you to my wedding ad maid of honour," Kevin grins. "Hey!" Mackenzie yells, but then smiles, "If Mea Statsons is my replacement, I can live with that." Kevin looks to Emily, who nods in agreement.

"Then you will come to mine as my third best man," Mea says back. "Third?" Kevin asks. Mea laughs. "Yeah, Clark's brother is number one and Jace is number two."

"I heard my name," Jace says from out of nowhere, "And, good, I see that you two assholes made up. Finally." Mea elbows him in the ribs. "Fuck you too," she says.

"Hi Kev," Jace says nervously, "Long time no see, mate." Kevin nods. He is kind of overwhelmed. He wants to know what happened. Both of them. But now is not the time. "Invite your friends to the party too, man!" Joey gets his attention, "Because we're about to close."

Matt nods. "I already texted the others," he says, "Timothy and Mason are in. I still have to hear from Lulu and Damian with their lovers." "Did you seriously just say lovers?" Mackenzie judges her twin brother hard.

Jace's eyes are wide open. "Timothy?" he asks. Mea looks from him to Matt, who just looks confused. "Yeah?" he says, "Kev's big gay friend and his husband." Kevin opens his mouth to protest, but Mea cuts him off. "Oh, he's married," she says, "I didn't know."

"Yeah, in February. You know him?" Joey asks, "Whatevs, let's party, people!"

Jace rapidly shakes his head. "Mea," he says extra loudly, "I'm going to call Marcie to check on Julia! She's only five, but you know her, uh." Mea has nothing to say.

"Julia?" Kevin decides to ask. "My daughter," Jace says before basically running away, "Nice seeing you, Kevin."

And vroom, he was gone.

"Daughter?" Kevin asks Mea, who shakes her head. Not now, she mouths. Kevin's friends simply don't understand and they drag her with them to a club. Lulu, Damian and Timothy are all shocked to see her. Kevin notices that Mea doesn't talk about Jace and his daughter (seriously, he as a daughter? How did that happen?) so he doesn't either.

Mea stays the night at his and Emily's apartment.

He attends her wedding a month later.

"And the last best man," Clark says, "Kevin Hamilton."

Kevin, wearing a simple black tux, stands up. He puts his nano-microphone on. "So, hi, yes. Kevin here," he says to the crowd, "Most of you don't know me." Phoebe slurs something. She is once again drunk.

"I said most of you, Phoebe," he shakes his head before continuing, "Well, there's a reason for that. Mea was my best friend. Is my best friend. But we left our friendship hanging, just like that. But I never stopped thinking about her. I spent years waiting for her to return and she did."

Mea smiles widely.

"She found me a month ago, so this is all a little bit last minute. I didn't prepare a speech," the people all laugh, "Ah well… Mea, thank you for finding me again. I needed you. I still need you, because you are my best friend, always been. Clark, man, thanks for making her happy when I couldn't do it. Toast to the happy couple!"

Two years pass and Kevin feels miserable about something.

"Ems, I need to talk to you," he says, "It's about Mea."

"What about her?"

"It's just… she lives in LA, we live here," he says, "And it is frustrating, you know. That's what drove us apart in the first place." "Do you think she will do that again?" Emily asks. She sounds scared, which is understandable. She and Mea are good friends.

Kevin shakes his head. "… but you'll never know," he says sadly.

Emily can see the sadness in her eyes. She recognises it. She has seen those sad eyes before, several times. One of those times was years ago, after Emily found that picture of Mea in their old bedroom. He told her everything and it killed him.

Suddenly, she has an idea. She sits next to him and kisses the corner of his mouth before saying: "You know I grew up in LA, right?"

Kevin nods.

"And you know that I still don't know if I want to stay here in New York."

Mea misses Kevin, who is in New York. It feels like she's always missing him.

"Missing him again?" Clark asks and Mea nods. "Remember, you still have to wrap Fans today. You better be okay."

"I will be, but it's just…" "Hard?" Clark finishes for her. Mea nods. "I'm not cutting him off again, but it's still horrible. He is my best friend, for fuck's sake."

"I will never get tired of you swearing, Mea," Clark smiles to her are always full of affection, "Even though it's not 'ladylike'." "Screw ladylike!" she snaps, "That douchebag had no idea what he was talking about." She shakes her head, remembering this article someone wrote about her all those years ago.

"True, true, screw everything," Clark pretends to be serious, "But let's get out of bed now. Like I said, you have to wrap Fans."

"Yup, and after that I'm talking a well deserved break," Mea mumbles, "I should visit Kev and ugh- it's almost Julia's birthday. Again."

"Well, birthdays happen now and then."

Mea reluctantly gets dressed and goes to set. Her co-stars are already crying. "Last day, Mea," Samantha, who plays Anna, says, "It's been years. I can't believe it."

"Neither can I," Mea says quietly. She's definitely not in the mood. "Everyone's already crying like crazy. Do they know we still need to shoot the last scene?"

"Why aren't you crying?" Samantha says and – oh, great. She is crying.

"I never cry," Mea says coldly.

They wrap Fans that day and Mea attends the Fans wrap party. To her surprise, Clark never showeds up even though he promised he would.

Even weirder, when she gets home, there's no one there. She finds a note saying "I am so, sorry, Mea. Something urgent came up. I'll see you tomorrow. Love you – C" and she grunts.

It is 3AM. What can be that urgent?

She goes to sleep and when she wakes up, she is still alone. Has she done something? Is Clark done with her? She looks down and she sees that she's still dressed as Gabriella. She really needs to return the clothes to the costume department.

But first, she needs to shower and she needs to change to her own clothes.

When she's done and sitting at the table, sipping from a steaming cup of coffee, she hears the door open. Clark enters the house.

Mea is about to go nuclear on him, but then she sees two familiar people standing behind him.

"I hope you don't mind me leaving you like that, love," he kisses her on the cheek, but Mea's eyes never the other two.

"Surprise!" Kevin yells and Emily smiles too.

Clark quickly lets go of Mea so she can go to the two visitors.

"I didn't know you were visiting," she says when she embraces Kevin. "We're not visiting," Kevin says and Emily nods enthusiastically. Clark joins the two and the three of them stand in the doorway. All three of them are smiling widely.

"You're not?" Mea asks puzzled, "What'cha mean by that, Kev?"

Clark clears his throat. "Mea, darling, don't you want to know where I was last night?" he asks, amused. "Oh yeah," Mea turns to him, "Do not ever do that to me again. You scared the fuck out of me."

Clark, who still looks amused, rolls his eyes. "I swear, but this was urgent. I had to help these two move in. They have a lot of stuff, you know."

Mean stands frozen.

Wait. What?

"Wait. What?"

Kevin grins even wider. He nods to Emily. She nods back and gestures to Clark to follow her. "We give the two of you some time to catch up," she winks and they leave.

"O-kay," Mea says, "Sit the fuck down and tell me what is going on." "Well, since you asked so nicely," Kevin sighs, but smiles.

When they sit down (after Mea made Kevin coffee too), Kevin tells her. "We moved to LA. Surpise, surprise."

Mea has already gathered that, but still. She spits out her coffee.

"Wha-how?"

"Let me explain," Kevin starts, "Emily grew up in LA and we both knew that New York wasn't the place for us. Sure, the city is beautiful and I will probably miss it, but we needed something different. And well, you live here. So we decided to move."

"When?"

"Weeks ago?"

"Oh."

Mea looks up and sees that Kevin looks alarmed. "You don't mind, do you?" he asks almost frantically. He sighs in relief when Mea flashes him a smile. "Absolutely not," she says, "But I was just wondering… what about the others? Lu, Damian, Alice, Tim? Matt, Mack, Joey?"

"They understood and supported us. Mack did cry, though," Kevin answers.

"So, you're here?" Mea asks just to be sure, "You're here for sure." "I'm here for sure," Kevin clarifies, "And I'm- we're not planning on leaving this city anytime soon."

"And your friends are okay with that?" Mea can't believe it.

Kevin laughs shyly. "You know, years ago after you disappeared, Lulu quoted the Perks of Being A Wallflower to me."

"That old book?"

"That old book. Anyway, she quoted: 'Things change, and friends leave, but life doesn't stop for anybody' and Charlie's right," he says, "But you know, real friends never leave. They will always be there." He smiles.

Mea nods. "Yeah," she says in agreement, "That's true." Kevin nods too. "I know. I learned that the hard way."

TBC

Woooooh. And here we are then. This is what I meant with parts crossing others chapters. You will probably find a lot of this in Jace and Timothy's chapter, since Jace spends most of his time with Mea.

Songs used:

Bitch - Meredith Brooke

Count on Me - Bruno Mars

The only thing I dislike about this is that is kind of spoils the other stories (for example, you aready know about Marcie being pregnant). Speaking of Marcie...

Next: who on earth is Marcie?

Why did Jace sleep with her.

And what actually happened between Timothy and Jace?