"Planning your wedding is often times more stressful than actually going through with the ceremony." ~ Me (Emily Matthews)

(this chapter is more focused on wedding planning than quitting acting. just a heads up.)

Camille didn't get home that night until eleven. Lacey was already asleep and Logan was sitting in the living room flipping through channels, waiting for her to come home. She shut the door quietly and walked in, putting her purse down on the kitchen counter before kicking her shoes off and going to snuggle up next to Logan.

"How was your day?" Logan asked, smilling.

Camille snugged up to Logan's side and sighed. "It sucked."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I was bombarded by paparazzi. It was so bad I couldn't even get park the car."

Logan moved and wrapped his arm around Camille's shoulders. "I'm sorry, babe. How was the actual shoot?"

"I fumbled every line because I was so preoccupied thinking about what had happened." Camille moved and sat up, looking at Logan with her big brown eyes. "I think I want to quit acting."

"Quit acting? But acting is your everything."

Camille shook her head. "No, you and Lacey are my everything. Acting is my past. I can't do it anymore. I can't bare to think about if something happened to Lacey while we were out because of the constant media attention."

"There's still going to be media attention because of the band," Logan said.

"I know that. And I don't mind that. I just can't do it anymore. I can't put myself out there. I can't put Lacey out there."

Logan nodded and pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of her head. "I understand."

Camille wasn't asked back to New Town High, but the episode that she shot would be appearing. She got a couple of offers to guest star on various other shows but she declined them all. She was over it. Over the media attention and over the constant question. She could leave all of that to Logan and BTR. For now, she was more than happy to sit at home with Lacey and attempt to plan her perfect dream wedding.

"Auntie Jo and Auntie Stephie will be here soon. They're gonna help mommy plan her wedding to daddy!" Camille said happily, watching Lacey play with her stuffed horse and blocks.

"Duck?" Lacey asked. She had been trying her hardest to say daddy but everytime she looked at Logan all she could say was 'duck'. For a while, Camille hadn't known what she was talking about when she would say 'duck' at random points, but soon she realized that it was a code word for Logan.

"Yes, honey," Camille said, flipping through a bridal magazine.

"Duck!" Lacey said smiling. She slammed her pony into her block building and giggled happily.

There was a knock on the door before it was pushed open slowly. Jo peaked to make sure that she wouldn't hit Lacey and, when she noticed the little girl in the living room, she pushed open the door happily and she and Stephanie headed over to Camille.

"Hey, Cammi," Jo said, sitting down and immediately grabbing another magazine, this one about wedding cakes.

"Hey, Jo. Hey, Stephanie," Camille said, watching the tan girl sit on the floor with Lacey.

Lacey squealed happily and crawled over to sit in Stephanie's lap, handing her a bright blue block. Stephanie smiled and started building a tower while Lacey handed her block after brightly colored block.

"Hello, Camille," Stephanie said.

Camille shifted so she was sitting crossed legged on the couch. "So, Logan and I have been talking..."

"Duck!" Lacey said happily.

"Yes, honey. Duck. Anyway, Logan and I were talking and we decided that we want to have the wedding in Palm Woods park. You know the big area just past the fountain?" Camille asked.

Jo smiled and clapped her hands. "It's so pretty there! Did you ask Bitters about it?"

"Logan was going to ask when he got home from the studio."

"Duck, home!" Lacey said.

Camille nodded. "Yes, baby. Duck's coming home."

"Camille, who's 'duck'?" Stephanie asked.

"Logan is duck. Lacey can't say daddy," Camille explained.

"Duck!" Lacey said, proving a point.

Stephanie nodded and placed the last block on her tower before Lacey destroyed it. "Have you decided on colors?" she asked.

"Lavender and light pink," Camille said, smiling.

"Spring wedding?" Jo asked.

"Definitely. We want to do it in either March or April, since Griffin and Gustavo are discussing a possible tour in June. If we had it in March or April we'd still have time for a honeymoon." Camille traded magazines with Jo and started flipping through. "But, we'd need someone to baby-sit Lacey."

Stephanie's hand shot in the air quicker than anyone had expected. Both of the women on the couch looked at her with strange looks on their faces.

"I know ya love her, Stephie, but jeez. That was really quick," Jo said.

"I know it was. But, I need practice," Stephanie said.

Camille looked at her. "Practice? For what?"

"Holy shit," Jo said.

"Don't swear in front of Lacey!" Stephanie scolded.

"Someone tell me what's going on!" Camille demanded.

Jo stood up and walked over to Stephanie, taking Lacey from her lap and balancing the baby on her hip. She looked down at her and asked in her mother voice, "Stephanie King, are you trying to tell us that you're pregnant?"

TBC...

Carlos: What? What? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?

Me: Wait and see next chapter...

Logan: Not fair. Not fair. Come on, not fair!

Me: Shut up, you're worse than Carlos.

Carlos: WHAT?