The Morning After

By:: sabby56

Rated:: T

Couple:: Nick/Macy

Disclaimer:: All things JONAS belong to Walt Disney

Anothers Note:: Whoop! Chapter 2 finally made it's way on here, so read it and like, enjoy!

"And do you Stella Maryse Malone take Joseph Adam Lucas to be your lawfully wedded husband through sickness and in health, for richer or poorer till death do you part."

Stella's light brown eyes filled with tears as she managed to get her shaking voice to say an I do.

Joe's identical to her's as the priest asked him the same question. "I do."

Nick stood in between his two older brothers, one of the four best men. Joe being Joe couldn't make up his mind and elected all three of his brothers plus Carl to do the honors. The youngest JONAS brother couldn't say he fully agreed with the decision but hey it was his brothers' day and who was he to ruin it.

"May I have the rings please?" The priest asked of both the best men and maid of honor before taking them in his hand and placing a prayer over it before handing them to the couple in front of him.

"In front of the Lord your family and friends have you made your vows of love to each other, may you two hold true to one another." The old man smiled a kind smile on the couple, personally knowing them for years he couldn't be happier for them. No one could really as this event was much overdue. "You may now kiss your bride."

Standing beside his brother, Kevin's eyes watered up just as every other eye did in the church. All except for Nick who stood stock still as he watched his older brother and his now sister in law assault each others face. Not that he wasn't happy because believe me he was, he just didn't do tears.

Showing emotion was never his strong suit but that was okay. He'd write a song about it later expressing everything he wished he could say and dedicate it to them.

For now chapter one to this love story was finally coming to an end and to everyone's relief they could all flip the page and begin chapter two of this epic love tale of the newly weds.

"I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Lucas."

That alluring smell captivated his nose once more as the memory faded in his mind. The temptation was strong to just lean in and just bury himself in it. "No."

He caught himself in the nick of time and shot away from the … the… perpetrator… their bodies now disconnected from each others. She surprisingly had yet to wake up.

"Stay focused."

"Son, you know I've always been proud of you for all that you've done, but I've got to say today just takes the cake. Finally, and I think we can all agree on this one, you and Stella are together. Forever." Tom Lucas stood making his toast to the newly weds, his glass full of champagne lifted as well as everyone else's as all eyes were set on the couple centered up front. "Stella, what can I say besides … I love you and we're so proud to finally have you as a part of our family. You two make sure you take care of each other. To Mr. and Mrs. Lucas."

"To Mr. and Mrs. Lucas!" The ball room chanted as everyone titled their glasses.

"Wait!" Sandy said halting everyone's actions, "and to future grandchildren. Tom and I are hoping for six!" She winked at her new daughter in law who blushed a deep red. "To a house full of grandbabies!"

With laughter ensued the room erupted, "To a house full of grandbabies!"

"Six eh? Wow that's a lot of pushing for you Stella." A snarky laugh escaped Carl 'the shoe' Shooster's mouth and Stella sent him a disgusted look. Nick didn't blame her the guy was a moron.

"Carl not today." Frankie commented. Usually it was he who stood beside Carl partaking in his acts of deviants to annoy his brothers … mainly Nick. Today though he'd thought he lay off seeing how it was so important and all.

"What I'm not doing anything wrong. They're married now." He rustled Joe's hair, "time to take off that cock blocker of ring huh Joe. Hey just make sure when the time comes you and Stells here have a little shooster for me, kay."

Nick growing relentlessly aggravated with the conversation decided to remove his presence from it. Seriously how could a guy be so immature, aggravating, frustrating, infuriating for a 27 year old?

Nick just being around the 'stupid shoe' made him want to gag, yell or punch something.

It didn't help that he still did that obnoxious robot thing.

He found himself settling at the bar, "Vodka with cranberry." He requested over his shoulder to the bar tender. Three drinks later and he felt his nerves reach normality once again.

"Never took you as much of a drinker stranger." She sat herself beside him and he looked up from his glass. His hollow eyes meeting her shining ones and for a moment he felt like he was back in high school before all the problems occurred, where everything made sense.

He sat his glass down on the bar to rub his eyes; they had to be deceiving him because this woman before him couldn't be her. No not at all. She was supposed to be in China competing for the gold. Stella said so herself.

But it just had to be. Nick could place those big innocent brown eyes anywhere, even if he hadn't been able to see them for seven years.

Senior year of high school, long after Kevin had graduated and went on to college in North Dakota of all places, a year after Stella retired from solely being JONAS personal stylist had gone off to Los Angeles to design for the Montana's, Cooper's and Hart's of the world (Joe following to start his acting career), had left the remaining members of their group to tend to Horace Mantis Academy.

It only took the scouts a month into the school year to come knocking on her front door, begging her to be apart of the United States Olympic team.

He like everyone else didn't expect her to say no, after all it was her life's dream. From then on it had been constant drills at practices. It was all she had time for.

There where no more Friday movie nights. No more shenanigans and misadventures when babysitting Frankie on Saturday. No more pit stops to Twinkle Berries Ice Cream Parlor on their way home from school. No more sharing of banana splits, extra sprinkles on her side and double the cherries on his. No more after school study sessions when she fought him tooth in nail about who some of Americas greatest poets where (she liked Hughes but he was fond of Poe). No more catching up between classes where he would babble on about new song ideas and she'd listen with open ears, giving comments every once in a while. No more welcoming smiles as she waited for him backstage at one of his shows and no more him sitting on the bleachers at one of her games. She couldn't train for the Olympics and partake in after school activity. There was just no more.

During the time he didn't want to be a pest but looking back on it now he wished he would have. Maybe then she would've put in the extra effort to see him and keep their friendship alive instead of politely turning him down for Gerald (her coach) who ran a tight ship.

And of all times to fall in love…

His eyes shot open. He remembered exactly what happened from that point on.

They'd caught up.

He confessed that he'd missed her. A lot. She hugged him in return whispering the words in his ear.

He asked her what she was doing here and she said she'd ditched practice, flipped off Gerald for threatening to kick her off the team and left.

Gerald called her just as she was boarding the plane muttering an apology, promising to keep her spot on the team and telling her to enjoy herself while she took the vacation because once she got back he was going to work her to the bone.

She didn't care. The trip back home was well worth 10 or even a 100 drills.

"I couldn't miss my two best friends wedding."

He turned to face the girl that's been on his mind since his first black eye, where she accidently hit him with her hockey stick. Her hair was wild as it curtained her face. He reached over to slide the long bangs behind her ear.

There she was, her beautiful face relaxed as a lazy smile graced those soft pink lips of hers while she slept. She looked so peaceful and Nick found himself not wanting to look away. He'd be perfectly okay with just looking at her sleep for the rest of his life.

Last night he'd done a lot of things. He remembered smiling when she took him by the hand and lead him to the dance floor. He danced and sang in her ear. They flirted and everything seemed perfect until Carl came by with his ridiculous robot thing ruining the moment.

He remembered punching Carl square in the nose.

They ran after that not daring to look back, sure he'd hear about it later from his new sister but that night he decided not to care.

They made it to his hotel room where they fell on the bed in a fit of giggles. He remembers the way her smile made him feel. And the way his heart soared when his lips met hers.

Last night his ring didn't mean anything as they made love.

Before he surrendered to the sensation of sleep he promised himself two things. One he would give her his ring as a symbol of what she meant to him and two he would tell her exactly how he felt.

Because out of everything that happened last night he remembers falling in love with Macy Misa all over again.

Phew (wipes sweat from brow) finally finished this up.

Who would've thought that Nick would get left behind in the dust while Macy's career took off? And about Carl, sorry for the bashing –somewhat- I didn't mean it in fact I found him very amusing in the one episode he was in. But I seriously doubt Nick likes him, just puts up with him to keep Joe happy.

I know it say's complete above but I do have an idea for an epilogue sort of deal going on, so if you want it let me know and I'll put it up. Before I go, I just want to say thank you (everybody) for following, reviewing, alerting and favoriting this story. I'm glad that you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Until whenever I get inspired to put another one of these up,

sabby56 =]