I have to let you wonderful readers know something.

The day after I last updated I woke up with 22 new emails in my inbox. All from you guys either favoriting, reviewing, or alerting this story. I felt like I was made of awesome. So thank you SO MUCH!

But I've kept you waiting too long for this. So sorrysorrysorry. Please forgive and read the next chapter! :)

Mitchie introduced Shane into her "story" like some character from a book. She told Caitlyn about Camp Rock and how Shane, Jason, and Nate were big-shot popstars and how Mitchie sang with Shane at Final Jam. Caitlyn studied her suspiciously, but as Mitchie continued, Caitlyn just listened.

Mitchie told Caitlyn how after Final Jam was over she met Shane on the dock and he kissed her. She told Caitlyn how she and Shane had been almost inseparable for the past nine years. She told Caitlyn how Shane had proposed.

And then she told her about the fight.

"It was bad." Mitchie said.

"How bad?"

"I threw a spoon at his face." Mitchie admitted.

"No," Caitlyn gasped.

Mitchie nodded sadly.

"And then I took off my engagement ring and threw it at him. I told him I wished I never would have met him. But I guess that wish came true or something because now he doesn't even exist anymore! Peggy doesn't remember him. Jason doesn't remember him… You don't even-"

"Mitchie." Caitlyn's eyes flickered.

"What?"

"I do remember him."

"What!?" Mitchie screeched.

"Well, I don't remember him. It's just, like, I can see his face in my mind. I remember really vaguely, like a dream or something. Shane Gray. Yeah…" Caitlyn said slowly.

Mitchie stared at Caitlyn. "Oh my God."

"I don't think you're crazy."

"Oh my God." Mitchie said again. A slight smile was on her lips.

"This is so weird!" Caitlyn exclaimed.

Mitchie just grinned and threw her arms around her best friend. This wasn't hopeless.

.....

Mitchie went to sleep almost happy. Caitlyn believed. Caitlyn knew. As Mitchie faded out of consciousness she saw Shane's face. Shane's chest. She saw Shane.

He was standing in front of her. She knew it was a dream, but it was one of those dreams that was clear, like the one Shane had visited her in before. She sat up and he took a seat on her bed.

"Hey, baby." There was his trademark grin.

Mitchie smiled and reached for his hand. Shane took it and pulled her into his lap.

"So Caitlyn knows. And she knows me, huh?"

"Yeah. How does that-"

"How does that work? I can't really tell you. But I think it means you're not losing your sanity." He kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes at the familiar sensation. There were happy butterflies floating around in her stomach.

"Shane, what do I have to do? I'll do anything. I just want you back." Mitchie pleaded.

Shane made a mock hurt face and gestured to himself. "I'm here now, aren't I?"

Mitchie buried her face in his neck and inhaled. He smelled like his cologne and music. This dream was being too good to Mitchie.

"I mean I want you back with me for real. Not just in my dreams."

Shane studied Mitchie's face. "Remember what I said last time."

Mitchie's nose crinkled in confusion. "Love?"

Shane smiled and nodded.

"But-"

He put her finger to her lips and kissed her nose. Then he was gone.

Whaaa. That was epicly short. Well. Important stuff, though. I hope you enjoyed that.

Whoa. Anyone else watch the Jonas Brothers livechat and listen to that music? I'm so excited. And I'm in love with Fly With Me (hence the title for this chapter). Sorry, that was a wee bit random.

Yo, I'm out of school. Summer= lots of free time. Lots of free time=updates! So if I don't update soon feel free to scream at me because I have no excuses now.

If you review I'll give you a virtual bear-hug and some virtual cookies. And in real life I'll smile and be very happy. Thank you for reading this chapter and this too-long author's note! :D