Disclaimer: I don't Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers! I do however own this plot and such characters as Josh and Ryan. I don't own Kevin's GF and Jackson's GF - those belong to the people that have auditioned.

A/N: I wanted to thank you for all of the wonderful reviews for that story. Happy readings!

A/N: Also, I want to thank you everyone for taking time to audition. It was a really hard call on who to pick. All of those that weren't picked for the two parts, please don't be discouraged with the story. I might try to add more characters later on in the story. Congratulations to P. Hershberger (Heather) and Joe-Jonas-luver (Evette)! I hope I portrayed you guys well enough.

Robby Ray and Heather had just finished parking their car and went into the house. Heather gave a slight gasped that made the four bodies in the living room sprang apart. Robby Ray stood rooted in his spot. He knew that his little girls were grown up but he didn't want to see it. Joe and Nick said a fast goodbye and ran out of the house. Lilly and Miley just stood in their spots not believing what had actually happened. Robby Ray shook his head and walked towards the refrigerator to put the leftovers away. Heather stood there with her hands on her hips. "So, I see this is what happens when I leave my daughters alone with two boys," she said with a smile on her face. "Mom," Lilly said laughing. She was glad that her mom was really okay with what she just saw. "I know that you two are older and wiser now," Heather replied. "I'm just saying that your father and I would like to say that we know that you would kiss boys, we just don't want to see it happening."

"That's right!" yelled Robby Ray from the kitchen. The ladies burst out laughing and walked towards the kitchen, talking about the night. "Where's Jackson?" Robby Ray asked as he set out the dessert for his three favorite ladies. "He's sleeping in his room," Miley said. "He said something about romantic movies put him to sleep or something like that. But, I'm sure, he's just saying that so he could go and talk to Evette."

"Speaking of girlfriends," Lilly piped into the conversation. "Where did Ryan tell you guys that he was going tonight?" She really wanted to know why her brother was wearing a suit and tie to a party with friends. Miley asked her about it a couple of hours ago, but she didn't have a clue what the answer was. "Mom? Robby Ray? Do you guys know?"

Heather gave her daughters an all-knowing smile. "You just have to ask your brother that when he comes home tonight," she said and started getting something to drink out of the refrigerator. Lilly and Miley turned to their dad and asked him the same question. Robby Ray just looked at the girls and shook his head. "I don't know. If your mother knows, that's up to her to tell you. I seriously have no idea, whatsoever," he said as he stood up to wash the dishes.

"Well, we're going to go up and get ready for bed," Miley said, wishing both of her parents a goodnight. Lilly followed suit.

"Is that code for 'we're going to get ready and then sit in Ryan's room until he comes home?'" Heather asked her husband as soon as the girls were out of earshot. Robby Ray chuckled and nodded his head. "So, do you think she said 'yes?'" he asked his wife. Oh, he knew that his stepson was going to ask his longtime girlfriend to marry him. He had met the girl during a bad time for the family, but she sort of reminded him of Lilly. She was the perfect girl for his stepson. Heather just smiled and said, "I hope she does. She's a really smart and amazing girl. She didn't have to stay with us during that accident but she did. I'm grateful for that. She helped Ryan out more than she will ever know."

"I wonder how the girls are going to take it when they hear the news," Robby Ray said, laughing, knowing that he will probably have a rude awakening in the middle of the night. "Let's go watch those soaps of yours," he said and ushered her up the stairs to their bedroom.

At the Jonas'

Meanwhile, Joe and Nick had arrived to their house in one piece. They couldn't stop laughing and Kevin, who was on the phone with his girlfriend, Heather, stopped talking for a minute just looking at his little brother. "I'm still here, babe. Danger and Mr. President have gone a little nuttty at the moment," he said, laughing, hearing his girlfriend of a year replying in her special humor. She loved the family like her own and they loved her like she was theirs.

Joe and Nick joked that Heather was already their sister. She was the sweetest person that they know. The boys didn't like their brother's girlfriend when they first met her. They thought that she was too quiet, but after that family dinner, they fell for her and wanted her to be adopted as their sister. Of course, that would put a damper on Kevin's love life. (Sorry, corny humor right there.) After that dinner, they noticed that she got more outgoing. Joe found out that Heather was really caring and she was really friendly once one gets to know her.

Nick knew that she was the best person for his brother. Heather and Kevin shared the common bonds. They were both the oldest of four children. They are very nice people and never had anything bad to say about another person. They are silly in their own special ways and they don't care what other people thought about them.

But, back to the point, Kevin just shook his head at his little brothers as they collapsed on Joe's bed after they walked in, breathing heavily. "Hey, Heather?" Kevin said into the phone. "I'm going to have to call you back. I think there's something really wrong with them." He smiled when he heard her reply, "Okay. Go, besides my little brother is sort of pulling my little sister's doll's hair off and she's starting to cry. Love you." He told her that he loved her too and hung up the phone.

He settled back down in his bed and looked at his little brothers. Joe lifted his head up and opened one eye and then set his head back down on his bed. Nick just laid there, laughing his head off. "Okay, what the heck is up with you guys?" Kevin asked, kind of annoyed that he had to cut his conversation with his girlfriend, of three years, short. He loved his brothers, don't get him wrong, but sometimes they are a little bit hard to take. Joe mumbled something that Kevin couldn't hear and that brought out another wave of laughter from Nick. 'This is a huge turn-around,' Kevin thought to himself. 'Usually, it's Joe that's laughing hysterically and Nick is the mumbling one.'

"Seriously, what?" Kevin asked. Nick calmed his laughter down and told his oldest brother what had happened at Lilly's and Miley's house. Kevin couldn't hold his laughter in when he heard that his brothers were scared of Robby Ray. "I can't believe that you guys ran out of there and not even look back," Kevin replied to his brother's story.

"Kev," Joe said, sitting up. "It's not our fault. Robby Ray's just kind of scary. What would you have done?" Joe gave him a pointed look when Kevin just sat there on his bed. "My point exactly."

Kevin was going to say something else to his brothers when he noticed that Nick was looking off in the distance. "Nick? Buddy? What's going on?" he asked, concerned. Nick didn't snap out of what he was thinking. The room suddenly got quieter and quieter. Joe noticed and lightly tapped Nick on the back of his head. Nick was startled out of his reverie and looked at his brothers. "What?" he asked. Kevin just shook his head and laughed. Joe asked him what the heck was wrong with him. Nick just shrugged his shoulders. "Miley wears this strawberry flavored lip-gloss or lipstick," he said. Kevin looked at his little brother like he had just lost his mind. "Um…bro, are you okay?" Kevin asked Nick. He got up and laid a hand on Nick's forehead. "Nope, you feel normal to me," he said and laughed when Nick slapped his hand away. "I'm fine," he said. "It's just that there is only one person that wears that type of lip-gloss."

"Bro, anyone could wear that flavor," Joe said from his seat on his bed. He was now leaning at the head of his bed. "No," Nick said determinedly. "I know for a fact that only Hannah wears that flavor. She told me that the company made it just for her."

"Look, Nicholas," Kevin said, "The company could just say that and have changed their mind. Besides, it's been about nine years since you last kissed Hannah and about seven years, since you talked to her. She probably gave them the go-ahead to distribute the flavor when she disappeared."

"Speaking of disappearing," Joe piped in. "What did ever happen to that girl? And, to her friend, Lola? You know the one with the crazy colored hair?"

"I seriously don't know," Kevin replied. "Ever since, we lost contact when Nick and Hannah broke up, I haven't heard much about her lately."

"Well, I'm going to go to bed," Nick said. "Too much excitement for one night. Night, guys." And, he walked out of the room. He continued to think about Miley and comparing her to Hannah as he got ready for bed. He walked into his room and noticed that his little brother was already conked out on his own bed. Nick smiled, knowing that he probably just came home from his band practice. The boy was still in his jeans and hoodie. Nick shook his head and laid down on his bed. He kept tossing and turning. Finally, he had enough and brought his laptop onto his bed. He turned it on and was happy to find that he had turned down the volume so that it wouldn't be loud when he turned it on. As the screen came clearer on, he was sadden by the picture in the corner. He had a display of all of his friends on his tours as his background. In the right corner, there was a picture of him and Hannah on stage. She had leaned over and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

He pulled up the webpage and googled for Hannah Montana. He wanted to find out where she was. That way, maybe, he could finally get some sleep that night. You see, they used to date and he was still in love with her but the distance was too much for them. They were too young and they couldn't handle it all. His attention traveled back to the screen in front of him. There were a million hits to his search, but none of them held the answer that he had wanted. All they would tell him was that Hannah Montana had retired and that was the end of it. No one knew what happened after that point of time. It was like she didn't exist any longer. Nick sighed and closed his laptop. He placed it back onto its rightful place on his desk and tried to fall back to sleep. Tomorrow, he could try to find out what happened. Maybe his parents knew. They were in the music business. Maybe they had some thoughts on what happened to Hannah.

A/N: Sorry for the long author's note at the beginning of the chapter. I hope you guys like this story.