A/N: I'm so so so so sorry for not updating sooner. I am a lazy butt and I feel immense amounts of guilt for not updating. Ok enough groveling, here's the next chapter.

Some of the best beginnings come from the end of something else. This is the only sane outlook I can afford to have on my life. It's the only way I can justify my pulling away from my dad. The end of my father's over protective reign represents the beginning of my relationship with Jamie. Well I'm not even sure if I could really call it a relationship, I want it to be one, is it one? Shit, I sound like one of the nattering pre-pubescent middle school girls I used to hate when I was that age. Well I guess that's karma for you.

Speaking of karma, I had to wonder if karma was doing my Dad in for not telling me anything about Haley. I mean is history really repeating itself or would I have fallen for Jamie regardless of whom our parents happened to be? I thought about this while looking around the studio for my car keys, I finally found them in a deformed ashtray sitting forlornly next to the empty aquarium that my dad had insisted on getting when he went through his piranha phase. Now the glass box was empty except for those weird neon colored stones and the filter that was supposed to go above.

I looked across the hallway and saw that my Dad's office door was still closed but I could still hear music, it didn't sound familiar at all. In fact I don't think I'd ever heard it until now…I could hear my Dad humming softly until the chorus, he began singing but I could barely make out the words

"Where do you… when…...Where do you go when you're blue…..Where do you….when you're….I'll…you….When the Stars Go Blue…"

I had no idea what any of it meant but I had a strange feeling that this might be a part of the missing link that Jamie and I had been so desperately looking for. I backed up and yelled from a distance hoping that my dad didn't suspect that I had been listening to him

"Hey, Dad? "

Just silence…

"I'm going out for a while"

I heard a muffled "ok" so I figured he probably wasn't on the floor half dead and heartbroken. I left and headed out to greet the sunny California morning. I got in the car, started the engine and turned on the radio looking for something good to listen to. After fiddling around with the dial, I left it at the oldies station, knowing that I'd probably hear my dad or Jamie's mom but at this point that wasn't altogether a bad thing.

The drive to Jenny's was short and it seemed that the traffic gods were smiling down on me…green lights all the way through. I silently thanked whatever higher power happened to be on my side today. I turned the last corner and pulled up to the apartment building a few minutes early. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Jamie's number. I waiting anxiously as the phone rang and rang until I got an answer

"Well, if it isn't Mc Hotness the Bed Buddy" was the first thing I heard coming from a high pitched voice that I had heard the night before

I laughed "So I'm guessing you're not Jamie…Rhys right?"

"Well thank you for remembering, and who did you think it was?"

"Well isn't this Jamie's phone"

"Yeah" she answered blankly

"Well if this is Jamie's phone, shouldn't she be the one answering it?"

I got her on that one " Ok so you got me there , it's not my fault that I'm not the brightest crayon in…in… wherever they keep crayons…you know what I mean"

"I think I do" I think I had figured out that Rhys comes along as part of the Jamie package, not that I minded even if she wasn't all there in the intellectual area.

"So is Jamie ready?" I asked trying to sound as nonchalant and manly as possible.

"You bet your ass, she is. She's been pacing around the room for the last twenty minutes and I think it's safe to say that she's pissing everybody off and by everyone, I mean, me. So would you please come and get her? And just to let you know, she looks hot, I think you might actually get in her pants this time."

Thank God I was on the phone, because I could feel myself blushing and that was the least of things I was feeling at that moment.

"Uh…wow" I stuttered out

"Yes, Mc Hotness, my cousin usually has that effect on a lot of young men…just don't mess with her or I'll have to break out the pepper spray and that my darling can get ugly." She warned

"That won't be a problem" I reassured her meanwhile trying to reassure myself

"Good to know…so where are you anyways?"

"Uh, I'm downstairs actually and I've been there for a while now"

"Well what the hell? Why didn't you say so, now I feel bad for making you spend all this pointless time talking to me when you could be looking for clues about that hot love triangle that your parents had back in the day. I love it, very retro, very Tree Hill"

"Huh?"

"You'll see…anywho I'll leave you alone and let you to get back to your baby mama drama, but of course in this case you and Jamie happen to be the babies but-"

I heard Jamie voice sounding all muffled while Rhys whined for her to give back the phone, after a few seconds of muffled yelling; I heard the voice I'd been thinking off all morning.

"Hey" she said sweetly on the other line "Sorry if Rhys scared you, she was just being…"

"Rhys?" I answered for her

"Exactly" she said sounding happily surprised "I'll be down a sec, ok?"

"Ok, I'll be waiting"

A few seconds later, I heard the click on the other line signaling that there was no-one there. I stepped out of the car and leaned against the door while waiting for her to come out. The front doors opened and when I saw her, I swear to God my heart literally stopped for a few seconds, looking at her made me forget to breathe.

She was dressed in a pair of denim cutoffs and a simple white tank top. On her feet she was wearing a pair of worn in flip flops and her hair was tied up in a loose ponytail, but that wasn't what made me feel the way I did when I saw her (although it might have helped a little seen as how everything she was wearing seemed to accentuate her every curve), it was her smile that got me. It was like the second she saw me, her whole face lit up into this giant smile that illuminated her whole face.

When she finally got to the car, she reached up on her toes and gave me a soft kiss on the mouth and pulled me into a hug.

"Hey" she said "I missed you"

"Oh, really? I thought you just missed my body" I joked

"Shut Up" she smacked me on my arm

"Well just so you know, I missed you too"

She smiled that smile that makes me stop breathing but it was all worth the three seconds taken off my life, I love to make her smile.

"So where exactly are we going?" she asked me as I opened the car door for her

"I don't really know exactly, I figured you'd know since you're the 'brains in this couple' "I said mimicking what she'd said earlier

She rolled her eyes "Well now that you asked Josh, we should probably go to that magazine library near Grind, you know that café a couple streets down from here?

"Ok so you were right, you are the brains in this relationship but until we get there I have an idea"

"Oh really" she raised her eyebrow out of curiosity as she watched me turn the radio back on and fiddle with the dial until I got to the oldies station again. We caught the end of "Dance Dance" by FallOut Boy, I watched, amused as she did her best impression of the bass playing, songwriting ,dark hair slicked back, Michael Jackson-with-a-blast-of-punk Pete Wentz dance. She looked adorable as she tried to coax me into joining her. This was the Jamie that I wanted to get to know, not the sarcastic shell of a girl I had the bittersweet fortune of meeting that first day a few weeks ago; I wanted to get to know the genuine girl who wasn't afraid to laugh or a be a dork or sing loudly at the top of her lungs in the middle of conservative, pristine Beverly Hills. And judging by the looks of it, it seemed like I was closer to figuring out the cloud of mystery that surrounded her.

The song ended as another began; it was an old Duran Duran song from the 80's…now it was my turn to be foolish. What most people don't know is that I was raised on an endless amount of 80's pop. From Madonna to INXS to The Clash to bizarre one hit wonders like Flock of Seagulls, my dad would never admit it but when I was little he used to around the house, apron clad singing along to Wang Chung and there I was standing right behind him singing along too. My dad would probably try and have my memory erased if he knew that I remembered any of that and he'd probably have me committed if he knew that I was telling Jamie all about the crazy, unexplainable moments of my childhood.

After I told Jamie this she burst into a fit of uncontained giggles and I admit, she had reason to, she look at me and teased "If you were raised on this, prove it. Sing for me.

I joked with her "Shh, not so loud, do you know what you're doing to my Dad's reputation?"

"Oh come on, just sing for me, just a little little bit, please ?" she pleaded with me, she pouted and stared at me with her big brown eyes like a puppy begging for one more treat.

I gave in and did my best British, pop god act…imaginary headband and all

"I've seen you on the beach and I've seen you on TV, Two of a billion stars it means so much to me. Like a birthday or a pretty view, But then I'm sure that you know it's just for you. Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand
Just like that river twisting through a dusty land and when she shines she really shows you all she can. Oh Jamie, Jamie dance across the Rio Grande"

I waited to see what she'd say after I'd added her name into the song. I don't know what it was about her but she made me want to sing about her, talk about her, think about, compose a whole symphony if that was even possible which scared me and thrilled me all at the same time.

"That last part wasn't in the song was it? "She asked as she smirked at me

"Well no not exactly but it sounded better that way to me" I told her

She smiled and put her hand over mine which was draped casually over the steering wheel. We drove in silence for a while but that didn't matter, it wasn't awkward and there was no void it was just silence and with that one gesture she began painting it an inexplicably beautiful color.

We finally pulled up to this ancient magazine library which we were both sure nobody other than history majors had set foot in, in ages. I parked the car and we both got out, eager to see what was inside.

We walked in only to be greeted by the smell of paper, the smell of paper isn't easy to describe but it smelled kind of musty like no-one really cared enough about what was in here. In a way it made me sad enough to penetrate it's way into my thoughts. Jamie spent no time thinking of abandoned stacks of paper, she was already at the front desk asking the librarian where the archives were and how far back they went.

A few minutes later she found her way back to where I was, looking ecstatic.

"Ok ok ok so the librarian said that this place has magazines that go as far back as the 50's which I know means nothing to us but anyways I had to stop myself from going all Rhys-like on him so I asked where our century starts and he said on the second floor so I'm thinking that we should start there because my mom told me that she started her career the same year she married my dad which was in 2005 which is upstairs which means that we go…there!" she pointed to the staircase after she finally came up for air after spitting all of that out

"Wow, you really talk fast when you're excited" I said

She blushed, "It's a really bad habit I have"

"It's ok, I find it adorable"

She grabbed my hand and we made our way upstairs, through the maze of giant filing cabinets all labeled with different years until we found the illusive cabinet that contained everything from the year that probably changed the lives of our parents.

She placed her long, slender hand on the filing cabinet handle and looked at me hesitantly

"Are we sure we're ready for this? I mean do we really want to do this? This is like 25 years of secrets that our parents probably never intended for us to know."

"Well there must be a reason that they spent so many years hiding something from us and I have a really big feeling that the answer or a least a clue to the answer is somewhere in this cabinet so I think that as scary as it is, we should open it" I told her as I put my hand on hers

I don't really know what I expected when our fingers gripped the handle and pulled it out…magic maybe, the answer right in front of the endless stack of magazines waiting for us? I don't think either of us really knew put when it opened up, the first thing we got was a cloud of dust relieved to be released for it's prison of musty old books.

After sneezing hysterically for the next two minutes, we both recovered and lifted the first magazine out that was dated summer of that year. We decided it was worth a try and skimmed through the pages until we found a page labeled 'Hot Summer concerts'. We looked and looked until we found a small poster for tour with Gavin deGraw and The Wreckers headlining…and in small, barely visible letters but in bold print nonetheless were the names of out parents, Haley James-Scott and Chris Keller.

We both stopped and stared in complete curiosity and amazement. This was less proof than what was in the tabloids but in so many ways it was a lot more. This solidified it, it was all real. Our parents did know eachother. You know how sometimes it's hard to imagine that your parents had a life before you came along? Well the feeling was like that multiplied by 10. Not only did our parents know eachother but they were actually connected, going on a tour links you to someone in a way that a lot of other things can't, we've both seen it firsthand.

Jamie and I stared at eachother, silently signaling to one another to grab another magazine and keeping looking. For hours we did this and turned up with the same poster we'd seen in the first magazine. We had begun to see so many of them that they became so ordinary, as if we were coping with the idea as it came along. I wasn't sure how to deal with it and I saw Jamie's growing frustration. Hour after hour went by and still nothing. I could feel myself growing impatient and irritated with the task that we had so readily taken on just a few hours before. Jamie got up and let out a groan of annoyance and pulled out another magazine while grumbling until she stopped and stared silently till I had to softly pry the magazine out of her hands.

When I saw for myself, I realized she had reason to sit there and stare in complete awe. It was the music issue of Teen People and on the cover was Gavin DeGraw, Jessica Harp and Michelle Branch otherwise known as the Wreckers and to top it all off, there was my dad and Jamie's mom circa 2005. It scared the living shit out of me, my dad looks exactly the same except his hair isn't as dark anymore and Haley, Haley was the spitting image of Jamie or the other way around with the exception of Jamie's blue eyes. I could feel Jamie's hands on my shoulder as she crouched over me to get a better look.

With shaking hands, I opened the magazine up to a page that was dog-eared, as if it was meant for us to find a picture of our parents on the tour bus sitting on a couch beside eachother. Haley had her head rested on my Dad's shoulder while my dad smiled contentedly with both Haley and his guitar at is side. Most of the pictures of my dad and Haley were like that, you could tell they were close but if you really noticed the expression on both their faces you could see that they were both happy to be with eachother…but in completely different ways. Another pattern occurred in each picture, Haley always had her wedding ring on and in every interview in that magazine, she mentioned Nathan at least once. That seemed to solve everything we needed to know right there, there was no affair, there's nothing to hide and the past is still the past. My conclusion was to leave well enough alone.

But Jamie is…well a Scott and apparently Scott's down back down, nor do they shut up. Jamie finished reading the article and tugged on my shirt.

"What do you see?" I asked her

"Well it says that my mom and your dad did a song together and that they were debating what album to put it on…hers or his" she said

I was lost "And…"

"So, Josh, the song never showed up on any of my mom's albums and I know enough about your dad to know that he didn't put the song on and of his so…"

I could almost see the light bulb going on over my head

"Oh, I get it, our question is 'where's the track'?"

"Exactly" she smiled smugly

My mind flashed back to our trip in the car earlier when she gave me that same smile. I tried to remember what exactly we were doing. The radio was going and…the radio…

"Oh shit, the radio, Jamie, I know exactly what to do next, come on"

We raced to put the magazines back and we ran down the stairs, out the door and into the car, started the ignition and turned on the radio and listened to the voice of the ancient Ryan Seacrest and his decrepit American idol memories.

"Hey folks, it's Ryan Seacrest here. Just want to let you guys know that we're taking requests until the end of the hour which is going to up in about 8 minutes so if you want to get any requests in for the day…now is the TIME to do it."

I saw Jamie roll her eyes and open her mouth and say something when I beat her to it. "Jamie, do you have your little cell with you? " She pulled out the tiny machine that basically held access to her entire life and handed it over to me skeptically.

"You're not doing what I think you're doing are you?" she eyed me suspiciously

"You'll see" I told her as I gave her my own devious smirk that matched hers

It was almost a miracle that I got through and I was even more surprised when I heard my own voice on the radio, I motioned to Jamie to turn it down when I heard the familiar words

"Ryan Seacrest, you're on the air. Now what can I do ya for?"

"Yeah, since you were taking requests I was just wondering, if you had that song that…um… Chris Keller did with Haley James-Scott?"

"Well, I take it you heard already?"

I looked at Jamie completely confused and she just mouthed "Say yes" to me

"Uh, yeah" I lied "I heard"

Ryan Seacrest chuckled that creepy reality TV show host chuckle of his and replied

"Well since this young man gave it away, I might as well tell everyone now. Well about 25 years ago, a young cocky little kid with a big voice and a lot of balls released an album that went on to sell millions and was only rivaled by one other album that year. The album was titled "The Tracks Of…" and incase you haven't already figured it out, that kid was Chris Keller. Now the only album that managed to just outsell him by 50,000 copies belonged to America's sweetheart otherwise known as Haley James-Scott. No what you probably don't know is that Chris and Haley recorded a track together but it never released. But it's just been announced that Chris Keller is re-releasing his first album and one of the bonus tracks on that album happens to be that lost classic. So without further ado folks, this is the radio premiere of "When the Stars Go Blue"

The song I heard my dad singing earlier, it all made sense, it all tied in somehow. Somewhere along the line I had hung up on Ryan Seacrest. The intro began, followed by Haley's voice singing the first line.

Jamie jumped up and down in her seat and turned the volume up "Holy Shit!" she yelled "That's my fucking mom!"

My dad started singing and then I had the same feeling, this proved that this was way more than real, that at one time, our parents really did know eachother and really did sing like this and I freaked out and stated yelling

"Holy Shit, that's my dad" I think that might have been the one moment that I was most proud of my dad, it's just a shame that he wasn't there to see it. Jamie and I just drove down the street, blaring the song and by the second verse we had both caught on to the course; we sang it at the top of our lungs until we were hoarse. Jamie took back her cell phone and called Rhys and a few seconds later I could hear screaming on the other end of the line.

When the song ended and Jamie had stopped talking to Rhys, we sat there completely elated and in a way, starstruck. The sun was starting to set and we had both decided that it was time to go home and do some sleuthing on our own. I dropped Jamie at the gate of her house knowing that if I actually drove in, her parents would see us. She got out of the car and gave me a lingering kiss, like she wanted it to last until the next time we saw eachother. She opened the gate and trudged up the walkway, leaving an empty seat in my car which she seemed to fit into so easily.

I drove home slowly, trying to replay the day's events in my mind. The world has a funny way of revolving around you when you really don't want it to. It gives you attention you don't seek and does the opposite when you want glory and recognition. I didn't really want to end up with my dad's life story; all I wanted was summer romance that I could neatly tuck away in a box when I got back to New York City. Well I was getting exactly what I did and didn't want but I wasn't sure in what order…then again, what's that saying about karma? Oh yeah, karma is a bitch.

Well hope you enjoyed it,this chapter was kind of long though. Don't forget to REVIEW, people REVIEW!