Later that night, Sara and Jessie were laying in bed together, but Jessie was still wide awake. Her thoughts wouldn't let her sleep, so she slowly got out of bed and went out into the living room to sit on the couch. She kept thinking that she was ruining Sara's life.

"Sara could do such amazing things with her talent. What if she wants to go on tour, but can't because of the twins? I couldn't do that to her." Jessie thought. After hours of sitting awake and alone, she fell asleep on the couch.

The sun shining through the windows was what woke Sara up. She tried to pull Jessie closer to her but noticed she wasn't in the bed.

"Jess?" Sara sat up, rubbing her eyes, "Baby?" She got out of bed and walked out of their room. Sara found her, laying on the couch, fast asleep.

"Baby," Sara whispered while lightly shaking Jessie, "Wake up." Jessie slowly stirred awake.

"Why did you sleep on the couch?" Sara was still whispering since Jessie wasn't fully awake yet.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came and here and thought for a while. I fell asleep after a few hours of just sitting here."

"What were you thinking about?" She sat down next to Jessie.

"Just some stuff, it's not that important." Jessie tried her hardest to lie about it, but looking at Sara, only made the thoughts come back. Sara was so beautiful, amazing, and talented. Jessie kept thinking that she didn't deserve Sara.

"I can't ruin your life along with mine," Jessie thought aloud.

"What? You aren't ruining my life!"

"What happens if you get offered a tour? You won't want to go because of the twins, but I couldn't you do that. What happens if you get an offer to go with Waitress to California in 2018?"

"You guys would come with me, wouldn't you?"

"I just, I'm ruining your life, and I can't drag you down with me." Jessie grabbed her shoes and ran out the door.

Sara quickly changed and ran after her. She asked her neighbors in the apartment building if they had seen her, but no one knew anything. She ran to the Brooks, thinking she might have gone there to think. When she unlocked the stage door, she was welcomed by a pitch black, empty theater. She turned on the lights and sat on the edge of the stage. Sara picked up her phone and called Jessie multiple times, each time going straight to voicemail. She looked at photos of the two of them, trying to think what went wrong. Their relationship was almost perfect, only with tiny little fights here and there, over things like what they were having for dinner. Sara knew she couldn't lose Jessie, so she stood up, turned off the lights, and left the theater. She called Jessie's sister, hoping she went there.

"Who's this?" Abby picked up.

"It's Sara, Sara Bareilles. I'm in love with your sister and she ran out on me this morning. I haven't seen her since. I was hoping you had heard from her."

"I'm sorry Sara, I haven't heard from her or seen her in a few days. I can try calling her if you'd like."

"I think her phone might be dead or turned off, every call goes straight to voicemail."

"Alright well, keep me updated?"

"Of course. I'll talk to you later." She hung up the phone and walked all the way to Central Park. Sara found a bench, sat down, and tried calling Jessie again. She left tons of voicemails, with each one she was getting closer to crying. In the middle of leaving another voicemail, Sara's phone died. It was already dark out and she was alone, in the middle of New York, without a phone.

For a few minutes, it seemed as if New York was silent. Everything seemed to freeze as Sara closed her eyes and fell asleep on the bench. She was fast asleep until a kiss woke her up. Sara jumped up and wiped her lips, looking for the stranger who had just kissed her. She rubbed her eyes, realizing who was standing in front of her.

"Jessi-"

"I'm sorry," Jessie hugged Sara like they were saying goodbye forever.

"I'm really glad you're okay," Sara whispered into Jessie's ear before pulling away from the hug and kissing her passionately. They laid down on the grass, stargazing into the early hours of the morning.