A/N: Wow, it's been a while since I've updated. Sorry, been busy with school. I probably won't be able to update again till Thanksgiving but I guess we'll see. I hope you enjoy this, I've kinda started another story line based on Trish and Dez's relationship. I hope you guys like it. Tell me what you think!

"I think we should move in together and get married." Austin said as he stood up. "But, later. Definitely later. I don't want to get married right away."

"Excuse me?" Ally said as she sat down in her chair.

"I think we should move in together."

Ally froze as she processed Austin's words. "I think not." She answered in a cold tone.

"Ally, think about it."

"I am thinking. It's you who isn't thinking."

"Ally, it makes sense. We have a kid, we had a kid when we were teenagers. Most people are married by the time that kids actually make the picture. So it's rational for us to try and get married for James."

"What the hell, Austin!" Austin flinched as Ally made her way towards him. "Don't you dare use my son as an excuse to get into my pants!" She shouted.

"He's my son also Ally, and why would I need an excuse? You seem pretty eager the last time!" He instantly regretted his words the moment he saw Ally's face contort in disgust. "Ally I'm sorry. I did-"

Austin was interrupted by a loud THWACK that echoed off the walls, as Ally's hand met his face.

"He is not your son." She seethed. "You are nothing more than a sperm donor as far as I am concerned. So don't you dare call him your son. There have been plenty of great men in mine and James's life that have cared for both of us, and would make far better fathers than you—and I've still turned them down! So there is no way that I will ever move in with you—much less marry you!"

They stood glaring at each other for a few minutes before there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Ally said without breaking the staring contest between her and Austin.

"Um…Ally, you're on in two minutes. Is everything okay?"

Ally broke the connection and turned to face Trish with a fake smile. "Just fine. Austin hear knows about James, now. But, other than that life is fine. I'll be making my way towards the stage now. Can you take care of Austin, Trish?" Ally said as she made her way towards a divider to change into her outfit. She quickly slipped on a fit-and-flair red cocktail dress and black wedges, and made her way towards the door. She stopped at the frame, and turned around suddenly.

"Just because I don't like you, doesn't mean I won't give James the chance to know his dad. So, you are welcome to be his 'dad' just don't break his heart, like you did mine." Ally then turned around and left the room, so Austin wouldn't catch the tears that began streaming down her face the moment she left.

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Austin groaned to himself. He had to be the biggest idiot in the whole world. He just ruined the only chance her had to get back together with Ally.

"You are the biggest idiot to have ever been born, Austin. Bigger than Dez." He flinched at Trish's words. He had been thinking the exact same things moments ago, but it hurt to hear them said out loud. She sounded tired, annoyed, and slightly worried.

"Yeah, I know."

"No, I don't think you do. Or else you wouldn't be in this mess in the first place, idiot. Then again," He turned and met Trish's gaze. "So is Ally. She really did a number on you, huh?" Trish said indicating the red mark on Austin's cheek. Austin nodded as he kept on staring at Trish. She had changed over the years, he noticed. She seemed happier and richer—he noticed the Prada and Gucci the moment she entered—and there was something else, but he couldn't place it, until he saw the ring.

"You're getting married?!" He asked with a surprised look.

Trish laughed at his face. "Not yet, I only barely got engaged before the tour. We don't plan on getting married until after two years."

"Who's the lucky guy?"

Austin noticed Trish's face contort into a grimace before she sighed. "You should talk to Dez, Austin. You would know who it is then." She smiled at him and turned to leave. "Ally wasn't the only one you hurt when you left. That was a really dick move."

Austin heard himself chuckle. "Yeah, I know. How do I fix it?"

"How should I know?"

"You always had the answers to everything. So I figured…"

"Just be yourself Austin, and talk with us. I'm sure we'll find it in our hearts to forgive you someday. Besides you have a son whom we all adore, so that is going to play in your favor—well as long as he likes you."

Austin winced at her words. "Thanks Trish, and I'm sorry."

"Keep saying it and I might find it in my heart to forgive you, now go get out of here. You're done with your performance, right? Oh, a bit of advice, take Ally up on her offer and befriend your son. He is a really great kid."

Austin smiled and followed Trish out of Ally's dressing room. He couldn't stop his mind from wandering over the events of the past month. He had broken up with Cassidy, slept with Ally, and just realized he had a son. People could make a movie out of life right now, and it would have millions of viewers—maybe even billions. But, now was not the time to think about that. Now was the time to act.

He left Trish's side and made his way back towards his own dressing room. While formulating a plan of connecting with his son.

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Sometimes, being a teenager was better than being an adult. There were things that teenagers could do and easily get away with, but adults couldn't do them. Trish hated the screwed-up system that society had. Especially now that she was an adult. She had enjoyed her youth and freedom, but ever since she turned twenty-four people seemed to expect more from her. They expected her to be more responsible, work more and harder, but most of all to STOP partying. She always heard it from Ally, her parents, friends, and Dez. Usually, she would just ignore everyone that nagged her, but Dez's recent comment pissed her off. What right did the redhead have to tell her what she can or cannot do, especially since he did whatever he pleased? Well, he had gotten a lot more responsible in the past years. Ever since Ally had James, Dez had stepped up to make life easier on both of them. He had acted like an older brother to Ally, and an uncle to James.

Trish sighed as she took another drink, and tuned out the annoying dance music in the background. The chair next to her squeaked, and Trish glanced to the side. A very attractive man sat next to her, smiled, and ordered a drink. Trish had gone to enough clubs to know that this guy was going to hit on her.

"So, what brings a pretty lady like you here alone?" The guy had a deep voice.

"Nothing, just got into a fight with my boyfriend." Trish answered shrugging her shoulders.

"Ah, so you're taken?"

"Not really. I guess you can say we kind of broke up."

"Hmm, what did he say to lose someone as pretty as you?"

"Said he didn't want me partying anymore. Told me to act my age and grow up. I cussed him out and broke it off with him."

"Huh, so he was trying to control you?" The guy sipped his drink. "Now why would a guy want to try controlling such a beauty as yourself? He doesn't sound like such a good guy."

Trish smiled. "Well, it's whatever, I'm trying to forget about it." The guy nodded his head and continued to sip his drink. Trish finished her own, and noticed that the song had changed to Anything Could Happen "Hey, do you want to dance?" She asked the guy.

"Sure, by the way, my name's Chris."

"Trish." She said grabbing the guy by the arm and dragging him the dance floor. She forgot about her problems as she began to grind again Chris with the beat of the music. Chris grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him possessively, closing whatever distance was between them. Trish wasn't stupid, she had been to plenty of clubs to know what was going to happen later. She knew what the repercussions of her decision would be; but at the moment with the music blaring in the background and a hot guy kissing her neck, she didn't care. She just wanted to fight being an adult for a bit more. She would deal with everything later, or not tell anyone what happened. She was so lost in the dance that she didn't notice an old friend watching her every movement and decision.

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It had been two weeks since Ally had last seen Austin, and she had hoped it would stay like that. But, the moment that they had arrived at Los Angeles for a break from tour, Austin appeared at her doorway to talk about James. She would have shut the door in his face, but she had promised Austin that he could meet his son, and Allison Marie Dawson was a woman that kept her promises. So she had invited him to her living room and called Agatha to get them something to drink. A few minutes of silenced passed before Agatha returned with a tray of refreshments, and told Ally that James was in the kitchen making Halloween cookies. Then it became quite after Agatha left.

"Cookie?" Ally offered as she held up a plate of frosted ghouls, pumpkins, and black cats. "James and I made them earlier with Agatha."

Austin nodded his head and took one. "I'm sorry."

Ally shrugged her shoulders. "For what? Knocking me up? Lying to me, twice? Sleeping with me, twice? Breaking up with me? For what Austin because there is a whole list of reasons that I deserve apologies for."

"Everything. I'm sorry for everything. I'm an idiot, but do you think you could forgive me?"

Ally sighed and leaned back in her chair. "Yes, but not right now. Right now, I'm still really angry with you."

"Oh, I understand." Austin said getting up.

"But, that doesn't mean I won't forgive you." Ally stared at Austin who froze, but sat down immediately. "I just need some time."

"How much time because I'm a really patient person, but I hate waiting for long periods of time."

"Austin, I said I needed time. I'm not going to give you an exact date."

"Oh, I guess I can wait then."

Silence fell as Austin began to chew on his cookie. Ally decided to eat one too along with her spice pumpkin tea. She had barely taken a bite out of it, before she heard the kitchen door slam open and a white blob run towards her. She quickly placed her tea on the coffee table as a flour-covered James threw himself into her lap.

"Look mommy! I'm a ghost! Boo!" James said trying to make a scary face.

Ally let out a small chuckle as her son covered her in flour. "I see, I'm so scared." Ally fake fainted to add emphasis to show her fear.

"Don't be mommy! I'm not really a ghost! I just spilled flour all over myself while Mrs. Agatha and I were making more cookies." James said with a smile as he got more comfortable on his mother's lap. He paused when he noticed a man sitting, eating one of his cookies. "Mommy, what's Mr. Moon doing in our house? Where's Mrs. Moon?"

Ally felt her smile drop a bit, and she glanced up to see Austin staring intently at them. "James, sweetie, there's something that I should tell you." Ally locked her gaze with Austin. "Remember when I told you about your dad?" James nodded his head. "Well, would you like to meet him?" Ally felt her heart skip a beat as James looked at her for a moment, before his eyes and smile grew huge.

"Can I really meet him, mommy?"

Ally never moved her gaze from Austin's. "Yeah, you can meet him. Austin," James turned to stare at Austin. "Come meet your son."

A/N: Oh... next chapter is going to be good. It's mostly Austin/James bonding along with Dez, but a few characters that I've mentioned before are coming back. Also, I'm going to delve deeper into Dez and Trish. The song that this chapter was based on was Ellie Goulding's Anything Could Happen. I don't own it.