One month later and Nick and Jess were still so happy together. The others called it 'The Honeymoon Phase,' but they knew that it was more than that. They've never felt this way about anyone they've ever been with. They held hands nearly every chance they got, they snuggled up close to each other on the couch, not to mention made love every night. But the way that everyone knew it was real, is when they noticed Jess's copy of Dirty Dancing, tucked back into her bookshelf. She hasn't watched it since they got together, which is a good sign, because that's her go to movie when she's sad.

The rest of the awkward conversation with Winston finally came a couple of days after they told everyone they were together, but it wasn't so awkward after they talked themselves. They realized that Winston's been routing for them to get together since the beginning. Schmidt, however, was not. He was still upset that his chances of ever having sex with Jess were slim to none now that she was with Nick. It didn't matter much since he was with CeCe and didn't plan on seducing Jess, but he didn't like that it was definitely not happening now. It took several dollars in the douche bag jar and a couple of minutes of telling him that it was never going to happen anyway to get him to accept Nick and Jess together. CeCe didn't say much on the topic, besides 'I told you so,' of course. And one day in the kitchen, she pulled Nick to the side and told him that she knew all along, even if he didn't.

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"Dude, why do you have a suitcase?" Winston asked, pointing to Schmidt who had a large suitcase in his hand, as well as a large sun hat on his head and sunglasses on his face.

He put his hands out to the side, and then quickly pulled them together in a clap. "Vegas, baby. Pack a case, we should get going." They all stared at him curiously.

"Schmidt, we can't just pack up and go..." CeCe started to say.

"Yes you can. CeCe, I called your manager and she told me herself that you don't have anything booked for the next week. Winston and Nick, don't kid yourselves, you're unemployed anyway, and Jess-"

"No, Schmidt. I cannot go, there's no way! I have school, you can't just take off from that." Jess stated matter-of-factly.

"Well, Ms. Day, I've already called you out. I told them to pull a temp teacher in because you will be partying your ass off for the next two days in Vegas." Schmidt said smiling.

"You did not say that! Schmidt I could lose my job! I teach children!" She screamed in a way that only scared Schmidt.

"Okay, so I didn't say that exactly, calm down! I told them that you are really sick and need a few days to recover, is that good enough?" He yelled back, raising his arms in defense as if Jess would actually hit him. She couldn't hurt a fly.

"Yeah, I guess that works. They didn't get mad? They usually get mad when I call out-" Schmidt stopped her.

"They yelled, yeah whatever. I used my charms. You know, like I've said before LLS, Ladies Love Schmidt."

"Jar." They all said in unison, as Nick walked over to the table to grab the jar and bring it over to Schmidt. It looked as if it was about to explode, there must be at least $200 in there.

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About an hour later, and one quick round of nerdy sex, Nick and Jess were packed. When they walked into the living room, everyone was standing there waiting, suitcases no where to be seen. "Why are you all looking at us like that?" Jess asked them.

"We've been waiting for at least 20 minutes for you guys." CeCe stated in her monotone voice, which meant she was annoyed with them.

"Totally not my fault." Nick said making his way past everyone, Jess's free hand in his.

Schmidt seemed unaffected by their lateness, although CeCe and Winston both seemed annoyed. They figured that it was Vegas keeping Schmidt happy. They haven't seem his this excited about anything since CeCe admitted to liking him. When he found out, he literally jumped for joy, running around their apartment for at least an hour until the adrenaline wore off and he was forced to sit down due to being out of breath. "Woo Vegas!" He screamed repeatedly until they were all out of the apartment and in the elevator.

Jess and Nick smiled at each other, remembering doing it for the second time in this elevator. It took all of his strength not to jump her bones right then. But he did put his arm around her, pulling her as close as he possibly could. When the elevator dinged, everyone ran ahead of them, impatient and/or excited. "Well, we had some pretty good sex in that elevator, didn't we partner?" Jess asked in a sorry excuse for a southern accent.

Nick just laughed and gripped her hand. "Come on, Jess. Let's go have some fun in Vegas."

The next chapter is one that I'm really excited to write(: It will be long, so brace yourselves. Review and tell me what you think!