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A/N: Okay, unless I get a really good idea within the next few weeks, this story is probably going to end around 40. And there won't be a sequel. I don't want to end up killing this story, because I'm actually happy with it, and I don't want to try to force something that isn't there out. But, I already posted the first few chapters of my next Jeff story, which features psycho Jeff (who is very attractive to me). So you'll have something to fall back on. So go and check it out. I promise, it'll be very different.

Love Is Insane And Baby We Are Too

Chapter 36: Reunion

Waking up at Devine's house the next morning was significantly awkward at first, since I was on his couch and totally left him with blue balls last night, but he didn't seem to be dwelling on it. He acted the same and still teased me throughout the morning when he took me to breakfast.

While we were eating, I got a call from Amy. "Hey."

"Hey, where are you? I came looking for you this morning to see if you wanted to get breakfast." She sounded like she was walking.

"I actually met up with a friend last night and I stayed at his place." I could tell Devine was listening, even though he was pretending not to.

"A guy friend?" I cleared my throat and sat up a little straighter for some reason, remembering what happened last night.

"Um, yeah."

"Who?" she asked, sounding extremely shocked.

"I'll tell you later. I'll just meet you guys in Magic Kingdom, okay?"

"Um, sure. Give me or Matt a call when you get there." I know what Amy thinks I did last night, but I didn't. Almost, but no dice. I'm not going to explain it to her over a cell phone in the middle of a diner with the poor guy I lead on sitting right across from me.

"All right, bye." I closed my phone and looked at Devine apologetically. "Sorry."

He waved his hand and sat back in his booth. "No, it's fine. I thought it was a little weird that no one called you. I was beginning to think your friends weren't real," he joked and I rolled my eyes.

Devine walked me to my hotel room at about noon after we sat in the diner for almost three hours. "You didn't have to walk me to my room," I told him as we approached the door.

"I know but I'm interested to see what rumors will pop up over the internet if we're seen together," he laughed. I shook my head. I sure hope none do.

"Well, this is my room. So..."

"I'll see you around?" he finished, peering over the rim of his sunglasses.

I nodded and offered him a friendly smile. "Yeah, and uh, thanks for not being a pushy dick."

Devine barked a laugh at my words. "No problem. If you ever decide you're ready to move on though..." He tilted his sunglasses and wagged his eyebrows at me, causing me to laugh again. "Later X." Devine left a quick peck on my cheek before I turned and opened my hotel door with my keycard, disappearing behind it.

I made a decision as I entered the Magic Kingdom about an hour later. When I got back to the hotel that night, I was going to write Jeff a letter; this way it was personal, but not as interactive as a phone call so I could get out what I needed to say without changing my mind or holding back because of his retaliations.

What the letter is going to say; that I'm not sure of just yet. I'm just banking on it flowing out of my pen later on.

Right now, I have official Disney business to take care of though. "Hey Aimes. I'm here. Where are you?" I asked once she answered her phone.

"We're on the bridge on Main Street in front of the Walt Disney statue. Just go towards the castle. We'll be looking for you," she told me, trying to be louder than all the people around her.

I shut my phone and began walking towards the huge blue castle in the distance, being stopped by a group of teenage boys wanting a picture and autographs.

I continued on my way, keeping an eye out for Amy's red head, but something else familiar caught my eye first. I didn't believe what I was seeing. "Jeff?"

Okay, there was no way he possibly would've heard me since he was about twenty feet in the distance and also surrounded by a group of people. But I was sure it was Jeff. Positive. Who else with hair like that would be signing autographs?

Jogging closer to him, my belief was confirmed. "Jeff?" I said again, louder this time, able to catch his, and some fans, attention. I was the next to be hounded for pictures and autographs. Luckily, there weren't a ton of people, only about six. It just looked like more because they were mostly kids and were with the rest of their families.

When we were finally forgotten for the Mad Tea Party or Princess Jasmine, I pulled Jeff away from the hustle and bustle of Main Street into a more secluded area. Well, as secluded as we could possibly be in Disney World. "What are you doing here?" I asked, as if it weren't obvious. He'd clearly come with Matt.

"Hi to you too," he said, looking down and adjusting the bandana on his head. When he looked back I noticed his eyes weren't emotionless like they had been the last time I'd seen him, well, with the exception of the argument we'd had where they blazed at me. There was something there, some slight, dull twinkle of hope. And there was a mixture of emotions evident. Regret, nervousness, sadness, relief. Something had happened.

"What's going on?" He cleared his throat and leaned up against the wall of a gift shop, lips pursed tightly.

"Well, Matt and Amy went to go wait in line at Pirates, so I told them I'd wait for you. Then the fans found me," he chuckled, shaking his head. A strand of fading purple hair draped over the bandana and into his eye before he pushed it back. He looked beautiful. Sad, but beautiful.

"That's um... that's not really what I meant." I know he's not stupid. He's beating around the bush for whatever reason. He gave me a casual shrug, inspecting the chipped paint on his fingernails.

"I just wanted to surprise you." I was confused. Last time I checked, Jeff wasn't speaking to me, or I to him. And he wants to surprise me now? "I spent the last few weeks in rehab."

Suddenly, everyone around us ceased to exist. He went to rehab? He actually went? I couldn't believe it. He'd seemed so... hopeless last time I'd seen him.

And like that, everything changed. It wasn't a matter of if I had or hadn't moved on anymore. It was now a question of do I want to or not?

"Wow. Jeff, I'm so glad you decided to get help," I said unbelievably through a delighted laugh. His lips twitched upwards a little and he nodded before kicking off the wall and nodding his head towards the street, urging me to follow.

"Yeah. I learned a lot about myself." Our hands brushed against each other lightly as we walked side by side and it sent a shock through my body.

"Like what?" I dared to pry.

"Like... it's not my fault Jack died. And there was nothin' I could do about it." I saw the sadness swell in his eyes again. By no means did I expect him to be over it completely, but I'm glad he embraced the fact that it had nothing to do with him. "And, success scares me. Like, every time I get a taste of the big time, I screw it up. It's subconsciously on purpose. And it's cause I have security... issues I guess. I have this... anxiety of bein' on top and then only havin' down to go. I'm afraid to get to the top because I'm afraid then I'll have sometihn' to lose." This revelation surprised me. I'd always seen Jeff as being so fearless. But I guess this explains his hesitation with dating me.

It may sound selfish and self-absorbed, but a nagging voice kept wondering if he'd realized or come to terms with anything involving our relationship. Or past one anyway. I wouldn't ask though. He'll tell me if he wants to I guess.

"And how do you feel now?" I questioned cautiously as we approached the Pirates of the Caribbean.

"I feel... renewed. And, I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for tryin' to use the fire to guilt you into bein' with me." He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. "Apologizin's part f the healin' process."

"Oh. It's... it's okay." My thumbnail went into my mouth as I clicked it continuously against my teeth, my other arm folded over my stomach.

"And, I'm sorry I broke that promise..."

That sting came back a little, remembering how incredibly hurt I'd been that night. How everything had just collapsed.

Snapping out of it though, I quickly repressed the feelings. I wanted Jeff to get better. The only way he could get better was for me to forgive him. "I know you are."

His head dropped a little and he watched the ground, almost bumping into someone before realizing not paying attention in Disney isn't the best idea. "So you don't forgive me?"

I let out a soft sigh and licked my lips. "No Jeff, I do. I just... wish it never happened."

"Yeah," he agreed. "You're not... mad that I'm here, are ya?"

I was completely overwhelmed with those girly feelings I'd had when I'd first met Jeff. It was seriously as if I were seeing him for the first time again, only hopefully this time, he wouldn't be so mean to me.

My hand reached out and brushed against Jeff's arm, the simple contact assuring him I was genuine. "I'm glad you're here Jeff. I was worried about you. And I feel a lot better now that I know you're getting better."

A small smile crept onto his lips and he nodded before we were broken out of our reminiscent trance. "X, Jeff! Hurry up!" Amy called from the side of the line and Jeff and I quickly made our way to where they were waiting, stepping over the ropes to meet them in line.

Well, they say Disney's the most magical place on earth, right?