A Camp Rock Episode
(Including…a Naitlyn scene, A Gray Family scene and an unexpected arrival!!)(Not All In One Chapter)
The days went on. As soon as everything was settled in, everyone was bounding around, going canoeing (or trying too, in Shane and Mitchie's case,) going for walks (in Elora and Jason's case) and having fun and not talking about the awkward secret between them (obviously, in Nate and Caitlyn's case.).
Nate was deep in thought, kept up most nights, thinking about what Caitlyn wanted. He wasn't sure what he, himself, wanted, however, and this is what turned the wheels in his head.
On one hand, he shuddered and was very, very, scared at the thought of kids.
On the other hand, he loved to please Caitlyn, and he knew they could get through the parentage together.
But, finally, he reached an answer. And he told himself to tell Caitlyn as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, that time seemed to be avoiding him.
And then, in one second, it was gone.
It all happened one day. after they'd been at Camp Rock for almost a week, when he and Caitlyn had come back from a nature walk. Caitlyn was in the bathroom, and Nate was shifting through his stuff to find his blood sugar monitor.
He'd just pushed aside one of their many bags when Caitlyn's black leather diary fell out of somewhere. Ironically, it opened to the page he'd last read.
Nate froze and looked around. Maybe, a small voice in the back of his head said, she's changed her mind? He bit his lip, a sudden wish blowing him off guard…
Slowly, he flipped to the next page. An entry from last night met his gaze. He began to scan it when
"What are you doing?"
Nate cringed at the sound of his wife's furious voice. Flaming red, he turned, sheepish, and tried to hide the book. "Uhh…looking for my…insulin?" he squeaked.
Caitlyn glowered, reached forward and snatched the book from behind him. "Don't you ever even think about doing that ever again," she snarled. Nate had never seen her looking so angry…or scared.
"Caitlyn," he started to say.
"Shut up," she snapped, backing away and angrily flinging her book to a corner.
Nate slowly stood up. "I'm sorry," he whispered, coming behind her. He started to give her a hug, but she jerked away.
"Don't…touch…me," she growled, her voice breaking.
"Cait…"
"SHUT UP!" The dam burst and she began to sob. Nate stood, bewildered, before pulling her close and trying to comfort her. She trembled against his chest, trying to control herself.
"I'm…s-s-sorry," she gasped.
"No, no. Shhh, it's okay," Nate whispered. "I…I know."
Caitlyn froze and peeked at him. "About…that?" Horror colored her tone.
Nate nodded and they both went red. Then another round of water works came forward and Caitlyn buried herself in Nate's embrace, quaking.
He stood there for several minutes, still bewildered, comforting her the best he could.
"Is there anything I can say to make you feel better?" he asked finally.
Caitlyn shook her head.
"Even if I said…okay?"
She froze. "Wh-what?"
"I said 'okay.' It's common English, you know." Nate's grim humor was a poor attempt.
Caitlyn studied his face for any signs of teasing. She knew what he was talking about. A small, wavery smile flashed across her face, and she rested her head against his chest, while he gently rocked her where he stood.
Meanwhile, Mitchie and Shane were showing Matthew the sport of canoeing. Matthew sat, feeling very much like a stuffed marshmallow, on one of the seats, though he did not complain. This looked like a fun game to him.
Mitchie had insisted he have on a life vest, a rope tied around his waist, connected to Shane's wrist, and inflatable arm tubes to keep him safe.
The boys, personally, thought she was over reacting, but because Matthew was merely the baby and Shane was merely the husband, they kept their yaks shut.
"Okay, Matthew," Mitchie said cheerfully as Shane pushed the canoe into the lake. "We're going for a little ride! Won't that be fun?"
If Matthew could talk, and understand maybe half of her words, he might have replied "Maybe, if I could BREATHE!"
The canoe began to float and Matthew grinned, showing off his one new tooth. This was already fun!
"I think he's having fun," Shane noted as they paddled, or attempted to, across the water.
"Me, too," Mitchie agreed, smiling at her little boy, who gurgled in reply.
The day was still young, not even noon yet, and the temperature was chilly, even for fall. Shane noted that it was probably going to be a short fall and snow would arrive in a matter of weeks…hopefully after the families left.
Matthew began to be a little over excited. He began to bounce happily, causing the boat to rock back and forth.
"Shane, grab him before he falls in," Mitchie murmured, trying to keep the canoe still.
Suddenly, they approached a rock and Mitchie suddenly remembered the time, years ago, when she'd fallen out of the canoe and been captured by water plants, only to be saved by Shane.
"Uh…oh…" she moaned, then the next second "HARD TO PORT!"
"Huh?"
"The left, idiot; Remember the rock?!"
"Oh…dang." Realization hit Shane's slow brain and they tried to move…
CRACK! The canoe struck the rock, and, déjà vu, Mitchie tumbled from the boat, a spray of water following her impact to the water.
"Oops," Shane said sheepishly. Laughter, a child's laugh, came to his ears and he saw Matthew laughing like there was no tomorrow, pointing at the water.
Mitchie bobbed to the surface, and even Shane had to laugh. Her hair was tangled, a plant was resting on the top of her hair and she looked furious.
"I do not find this amusing," she grumbled, trying to pull herself into the boat.
"No," Shane agreed, pulling the plant from her hair and helping her in. "But we do!"
"Yeah, yeah," Mitchie muttered, shivering. "Just remember I'm the one making lunch. Your lunch."
Shane and Matthew stopped immediately glanced at each other.
"Sorry, dear," Shane said at the same time Matthew cooed something that was somewhat a condolence. Mitchie rolled her eyes.
Like father, like son.
Later That Night
He kissed her gently, his fingers running through her long hair. She sighed, molding herself to him.
He pulled back and studied her face. She looked back, nervous for a second. He smiled, and she instantly pressed herself to him again, their lips moving together in harmony.
She ran her tongue along his mouth, and he gave her entrance. Their legs entwined as he rolled over, his arms around her back, his fingers dancing up and down her spine.
Suddenly, the kiss became more intense. She pulled him closer, his fingers braided through her hair, and, when they broke apart, both were gasping for breath.
"I love you," they whispered.
Awww, romance! :D Can you guess who these two lovers are?
Up next: The UNEXPECTED ARRIVAL!
