The letter held directions about where to meet James that morning. Kellin and I spent the better half of the morning talking to the guys and getting mentally prepared for the conversation that we were about to have. Needless to say that the drive to the coffee shop where James was waiting was a long and silent one.

Kellin had been staring out of the window ever since we had left. He didn't even flinch when I reached over and took his hand in mine. His hands were clamy so I knew that he was nervous.

"Babe, it's going to be okay." I squeezed his hand and he turned to face me, smiling slightly.

"I know. I'm just a little nervous." He squeezed back and tried to be reassuring. I let go of his hand and pulled into the parking lot. We parked and walked into the coffee shop, seeing James waiting for us in the corner.

"Good morning boys." He stood and motioned for us to sit. There were two cups of coffee sitting in front of the vacant seats. We sat and waited for him to begin.

"Now, I know that you two probably have loads of questions, but let me begin by tell you that I do not plan of explaining exactly how I got away. The reason why is because I'm ninety percent sure that it's illegal and I don't want you two to be put in bad circumstances because of that information. All I can legally tell you is that it involves a roll of cheetah print duct tape, a Mexican hooker, and taquitos."

"I don't think that I want to know…" Kellin murmured.

"Yeah, I didn't think you would." James smiled before drinking his coffee.

"The only thing that I want to know is what you plan on doing now?" I asked calmly.

"Well that is exactly what I wanted to talk to you guys about." He turned to Kellin. "I want to move to where Vic's family and your mother live."

"Why do you need our permission for this?" Kellin questioned.

"Because I would be integrated back into your life." He explained. "And that is a big change for me and will be for your mother as well."

"As long as no one else gets hurt then I'm okay with it." Kellin shrugged nonchalantly.

"I appreciate that, Kellin." James seemed to be completely relieved not that he had talked to us. "I'll be leaving tomorrow. I wanted to get your blessings before movingon."

"You have that and more." Kellin stood, motioning for James to as well. Once on his feet, Kellin gave James a hug. A little surprised, James hesitated before closing his arms around him. Kellin almost erupted into tears and quietly sobbed into James' shoulder.

"I th-thought you were gone." His voice was shaking. I knew that Kellin had been holding this in for a long time. I was glad that he finally seemed to be showing some form of honest emotion. I was also glad that there was almost no one here so Kellin wasn't the center of attention.

"It's going to be okay. I'm not going anywhere." James rubbed his back affectionately. Kellin pulled away and wiped his face.

"I'm glad." He chuckled. "I'm going to go clean up my face." He turned and went to the bathroom.

"Vic." I turned to James.

"Yes."

"Are you still planning on asking?"

"Do you think now is a good time for this James?" I questioned. "You just came back from the dead, I don't know if his emotions can handle that."

"I think it would be best to do it now." He explained. "What's better than more happiness on a happy day?"

"Case and point." I sighed. "I'm not prepared though."

"But I am." He pulled out an envelope and slid it over to me. "Just trust me." I took it and put it in my jacket pocket. James looked up and smiled as Kellin walked back to the table.

"Well, I better get going." James stood. "I'll make sure to see you guys before I leave tomorrow." He gave me a look before walking out of the coffee shop.

"What was that look for?" Kellin asked.

"Nothing." I leaned over and kissed him. "Come on. Let's go."

I had everything planned out to the tee. I knew exactly where and what time and even how I was going to. How I managed to do that on the drive home, I will never know. I had sent a text to Jesse on the way home, and he agreed to get Kellin out of the house for a few hours. I was just hoping that Mike was around to help me.

The package that James had left me was weighing heavily in my pocket. How did he even know what to get? How was he so sure? Why am I talking to myself again… Oh this was complicated. Whatever I decided that I was going to do, I knew that this decision would be everything to me.

We got back home and Jesse, true to his word, grabbed Kellin and took off again. I met Mike in the living room where he and Tony were watching TV. I sighed and flopped into the chair opposite them.

"So what did you need to tell me?" Mike asked. I pulled the package out of my pocket and placed it on the table. Mike picked it up and opened it up, pulling out a smaller package. He gave me and odd look and I shrugged. He opened that one and then his attention snapped back to me.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Like for sure, no doubts or anything?" Tony added.

"It's about time… right?" I ran a hand through my hair. "I mean… it's us."

"I think you should." Tony grabbed the package and tipped it, dumping its contents into his hand. He examined it and before leaning over to hand it to me. "It's nice."

"I can't believe you're ready for this." Mike chuckled. "To think that you're-"

"I know." I smiled. "To think that I might be getting married soon."

A/N: So I finally was able to write long enough to get something semi decent. Thank you for being so understanding about everything guys. It means a lot.