His breathing was unsteady, and confusing as he ran. He bent over catching his breath, as he got up the courage to run more. His feet hit the pavement hard as his legs went through obstacles, they felt as though they were about to fall off at any given moment, but he pushed it aside, and ran anyway. His breath caught in his throat as he ran, unsure of where his feet were bringing him to.

His face was pale and clammy, he didn't look like himself at all. And that made him feel happy, he liked the idea of looking like a whole new person, even though he felt like old Nick J. He felt his whole body weaken, but pushed it aside and ran. Without stopping, he ended up in the far part of New York City.

Finally he stopped and looked around, as he pushed his hair away from his eyes. The scenery was different, people busied around buying last minute Christmas gifts and small children home with baby sitters. He listened, soundlessly to the sound of others, having conversations, complaining about the packed stores, and most importantly the holiday season. `

The cold whipped at the top of his hat, and tried pulling his winter hat right off his head. He sweated through his coat, as he pushed a door to a little shop open. The bell rang as he walked in. It smelt of cookies and Christmas candles. It reminded him of his childhood, growing up in New Jersey, epically when he visited his grandma. She always had freshly baked cookies right out of the oven.

Nick smiled as he passed a Christmas tree, beautifully decorated of white and red. He gently touched the ferns of the tree, as he passed. He passed the candles that make him feel welcome.

In the daze of it all, someone spoke," Beautiful isn't it?" Nick looked away from looking at the weather outside.

He looked at the small frail old woman, and turned his attention to her, "Yes, it is,"

"My, my, my, you look cold! Can I get you some tea? What's you're name?"

Nick sat down on the couch of the ladies shop, "Yes, thanks, and I'm Nick,"

The woman smiled tenderly," Rose. Not many people come to my shop these days, it's not as flashy as the others, oh well, it suits me well," She poured Nick a steaming cup of tea, and handed him the cup.

"Thank you, I like it here too," He smiled, as sipped the tea as he warmed himself by the lady grabbed a glass of her own and took a seat, She slowly bent and sat,

" See what old age does to you?, so, what's your story Nick?"

"I'm here with my family and girl-friend…I'll be singing In me and my brother's band…with my girl, on Christmas morning,"

"Really?"

"yeah, you see, were sort of reuniting, when were we kids, me and Miley, my girl, sang together…we both love music." Nick paused and smiled, his smile soon faded," Then she had to leave…we lost contact for five years…"

Nick shook his head in frustration," I thought I'd never speak to her again, then she came back, I'm never going to let her go…ever again."

Rose smile as took Nick's hand," God wanted to test your love and you passed, you and Miley, are meant to be,"

Nick raised his eyebrow," How do you know for sure?"

Rose let go of his hand," I know, you have to have a trusted relationship to make it last forever…"

"But what if it hurts the other person?"

What ever your hiding from her, will only hurt her in the end for keeping that secret," Rose smiled," I know how you feel Nick. My husband, before he passed, we had a similar problem."

"What's that?"

"We were about your age...twenty one. Young and fresh out of collage. Our love was all about dancing under the sun on nice days, wearing our best clothes when he took me places, and growing old together, that's what we did,' Rose looked up and smiled," I miss him so,

That's when I found out Ted had cancer," A tear escaped from her eyes.

"Ted, loved me so much...he wanted what's best for me, and he was afraid I'd worry to much, he waited years to finally tell me," Rose took a tissue, and blew her nose, then wiped her eyes," But it was too late!"

Nick looked down, then Rose spoke," I'm sorry, Nick, but on that hospital bed, he took my hand and said ,' Rosy, I want you to go on, be happy with your life… have that little shop flat in the middle of New York City, marry a good man," Rose chuckled," At my old age, I didn't have time to marry, I was already always fifty-five! But a year later, I opened this shop…and did what Ted wanted me to do. That's why it's named, Teddy's!" Nick looked out the window in blue bright lettering, was a simple sign, Teddy's.

"So, Nicholas, I hope you go out and tell Miley, I bet she would be happy,"

"Thanks, Rose, I will!" He bent down giving Rose a hug, and helped her up. He walked over to the flowers and grabbed a bouquet of roses and baby breathes.

"How much?"

"free, go give them to Miley." Rose smiled softly, as Nick waved and walked out and into the cold winter wind.

The wind hit Nick, as soon as he walked outside, he waved and whistled for a cab, it stopped quickly, Nick told the driver the address to the hotel, he waited as he pulled up in front of it. Nick handed him the money with roses in hand.

He pulled open the door to the main lobby, to see Joe and Kevin talking on the couch, they waved lightly, going to their conversation. He decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator, considering it was a lot faster. He ran up the three flights of stairs in record timing, to see Miley opening the door from her hotel room, and raced towards her, hiding the flowers behind his back.

She starred in awe as he approached her, her eyes were red and puffy, he sighed, she had been crying, and pushed the loose strand of hair away from her beautiful eyes.

"I'm sorry, Babe," She cried into his chest, as he held her. He raised her chin to look him in the eyes, then he kissed her. She kissed back and he knew his apology was excepted.

He took her hand," It's Christmas Eve, and I'm taking you, Missy, out to dinner!"

"Alright, let me grab my keys," She smiled softly before grabbing her purse, and pulled her jacket over her, and tossed her hotel hey in the pocket.

The walk was silent as they walked hand and hand down the busy city street. Nick pointed to a small diner, and Miley nodded. The bell chimed when they walked into the diner. Christmas music played, and people were talking to one another, while people laughed. The warmth from the heater hit them the first second they were sitting in a booth.

A few minutes later, a waitress walked over, she had a pencil behind her left ear, and a note pad in hand.

Hr smile welcomed them," What can I get yah?" Her deep new England accent fit her on the spot.

"A Burger. And fries with a diet coke?" The lady nodded and wrote it down, "What about for the young lady?"

"Uh, I'll have the same. Thank You," The lady smiled and walked away. The rest of their dinner was soothing and quiet, enjoying feeding one another, and kisses.

That night, Miley and Nick sat in the hotel lobby. Just the two of them, Miley in his arms, with Nick's chin rested on her head. The fire sizzled in front of them, the sparks crackling every now and then. Nick kissed the top of her head, and whispered in her ear," I love you, baby,"

Miley kissed Nick's lips, Love you too," She giggled lightly turning her attention back to the fire. After a few Minutes of silence, Nick speaks,

"Mi?"

"Mhmm?"

Nick hesitantly took in a breath he has been holding. "Miles, I need to tell you something very important." Nick said as he motioned her to sit up.

"Nicky, what's wrong...?" Miley said with worry written across her face.

"My diabetes is getting worse..." Nick said as Miley sat stunned in silence.

Tears prickled out of Miley's eyes," Why didn't you tell me?"

He took her in his arms," I'm sorry," Miley sobbed into his chest as he held her close," Everything will be alright."

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