Final Chapter! I hope everyone has enjoyed reading because I've certainly enjoyed writing it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock or any of its characters. I simply use them to further the enjoyment of all.

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"Mitchie, aren't you done yet? I mean, we've tried on about a hundred dresses," Jessie complained from the waiting area. A moment later the attendant came out with Mitchie. Jess looked at the dress but didn't think it suited Mitchie. From the look on her friend's face, Mitchie didn't think much of it either.

"Well," Mitchie asked, looking at Jess.

"You don't like it," Jess said. Mitchie smiled but in an exasperated kind of way.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Will you please let me pick out a dress for you?" Jess asked her, pleading. "You don't know what you want but I know you well enough to know what you'd like."

Mitchie bit her lip. Jess hadn't been exaggerating when she said they had tried on a hundred dresses. In the past week Mitchie had tried on every wedding dress in Pennsylvania. At least that's what it felt like. However, Mitchie still hadn't discovered the wedding dress that she thought would be perfect for her marriage to Shane.

It had been three months since Natalia had been born and Mitchie still couldn't believe it. It was now March and she had only just begun dress shopping. Everything else had been finished, the catering, the flowers, the guest list and the seating chart, even her in-laws had called a temporary truce to attend, but the most important thing, Mitchie's gown, had yet to be picked out. Usually the dress was the first thing. Mitchie looked at the clock above the mirror and knew that they couldn't be here much longer. The nanny was only able to stay until five.

"Fine," she finally conceded, "you can pick one out."

Jess beamed before jetting off to the backroom full of dresses. She looked around for a few minutes before picking a dress off the rack. The attendant eyed her skeptically.

"Only the one?" she asked, her tone indicating that they should probably take a few choices.

Jess just smiled. "Just the one. Don't worry, this is the dress she'll want; I can feel it." She went back to Mitchie and handed her the dress. She got the same wary look from Mitchie as she had from the attendant. "Will you just trust me, please?"

Mitchie conceded and went into the dressing room. A few minutes later she came out and all three women were floored. The dress fit her perfectly despite being the model dress. Everything about it complimented Mitchie, who realized how much she loved it in an instant.

"Jess, you're amazing. This dress is amazing. I should have let you pick it out hours ago." Mitchie kept twirling in the mirror, trying to see herself from all angles. She wished her mom was here to see this but knew she wouldn't see her until the wedding.

"So can we buy it and get out of here?" Jess asked, glad that Mitchie had found something to her liking.

"You're such a bad shopper."

Jess smiled but didn't deny it. She hated shopping and if anyone other than Mitchie had asked her she would have vehemently refused. However, Mitchie and she had been through more in the past few years than most people even dreamed about. Becoming roommates with her was probably one of the best things that had happened to either girl. In fact, Jess was going to be the Maid of Honor at Mitchie's wedding, the only one in her bridal party. The wedding was actually going to be pretty small, maybe fifty people total, and so the bride and groom decided on just one person in each party. Jason was slated as Shane's Best Man.

Mitchie turned to the attendant. "Let's order one of these in my size," she told her. The woman looked at her with a look of slight disbelief of her face.

"It's my job to also inform you of price. This is one of our… pricier dresses."

"It doesn't matter," Mitchie told her. Shane was covering the cost of the wedding, had insisted on it, not that she was going to fight it. It was one of the few things she was happy that they had the money to cover everything without any help from either of their parents. She also supposed that she would just have to get used to him spending money on her. It wasn't going to be his money anymore; it was going to be theirs.

"I know that in your twenties twenty-two hundred dollars seems like a lot of money but it wouldn't even cover the beading on the dress your wearing."

"Just ring up the God damn dress before we buy it somewhere else," Jessie told the woman, tired of her assumptions. The woman pressed her lips together and went to go put in the order for Mitchie's dress. Mitchie got changed and they headed to the reception area where the woman was finishing the order.

"Your order comes to ninety-eight hundred dollars. I just need a credit card to complete the order," she said, expecting Mitchie to blanch at the price tag. All Mitchie did was pull out Shane's credit card. The woman took it and looked at the name, stunned. "How did you get Shane Gray's credit card?"

Mitchie sighed, having to go through this at every store. All of them had to call the credit card company to verify that she was on the list of people allowed to use the card. Shane and she hadn't had time to get her one of her own. "I'm his fiancé and he gave it to me to buy my dress," she explained patiently.

"I'm going to have to call this in," she said, picking up the phone. Mitchie sighed. Of course she was. The attendant called the credit card company who verified that Mitchie was authorized to use the card and then hung up and ran the card.

"Wow, you're really Shane Gray's fiancé? I love his music," the attendant gushed, suddenly having nothing but smiles for the girls. Both Mitchie and Jessie resisted the urge to groan. This had happened at almost every place they had gone to. Finally, the transaction was complete and Mitchie was due in for a fitting in a month. The woman was still gushing about Shane when Mitchie and Jess left the store.

"You think that'll stop once you get married?" Jess asked nonchalantly as they climbed into the car. Mitchie shrugged.

"Doubt it. Are you staying for dinner?"

"Can't. I promised Jason I'd come over and help him with Shane's bachelor party. He's completely lost."

Mitchie laughed, but not at what Jess thought. Of all the people to be lost on how to plan a bachelor party, she was pretty sure that Jason would be at the bottom of the list but she didn't tell Jess that. If this was Jason's way of spending time with her, Mitchie wasn't going to stop his fun.

"Nothing too crazy though, okay?"

"No crazier than yours," Jess answered but Mitchie didn't like the look on Jessie's face.

"I hate you."

"No you don't," Jess replied as she put the car into gear and drove off towards Mitchie's house.

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"Jason, you can not have strippers come to the house. Nor can you do body shots off of them," Jess explained patiently. "However, it wouldn't be a bad idea to get a few more things of alcohol."

"Okay, strippers but no body shots," he compromised. She stared him down but finally relented.

"Fine, but if I hear about one body shot you're done for."

"It's a bachelor party. How will you ever find out?"

"I have my ways," she told him, smirk on her face.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah."

Jason leaned over and grabbed the clipboard with the list that she had been keeping out of her hands, stood up and ran for all he was worth.

"Hey! That's mine!" She ran after him, chasing him around the small apartment. Finally she tackled him and they both landed with a "thump" on the couch. She sat on top of him, trying to reach the clipboard but Jason's arms were a lot longer than her own. The guy was taller than Shane, standing at a good 6'6", much taller than even her 5'11". When she got close to her list he tossed it off to the side of the room out of her reach. She went to move off of him and get to it before he did but he grabbed her by the waist and moved so that she was under him on the couch. She let out a small yelp of surprise as Jason held her around the waist, keeping her from getting away. Pretty soon they were both just lying on the couch, exhausted from the wrestling and laughing hysterically. When they finally calmed down, Jessie realized that she was lying on his chest and she sat up quickly, embarrassed.

"Sorry," she mumbled.

"Don't be," he answered, impish grin on his face. "I was enjoying myself."

She looked at him surprised and then blushed slightly. "Jason! Are you hitting on me?!" she teased, her voice holding mock horror.

"Yes," he answered bluntly, no trace of humor in his voice. He smiled genuinely at her. "Is it working?"

"I'm… not sure yet," she told him. Sure she liked Jason well enough, and he was a great friend to Shane, but she had heard about him from both Shane and Mitchie. His relationships with women were hot but short. Not that he was mean to women; things just didn't usually last past a month or two. She wasn't looking for that sort of relationship.

"Well, how about a cup of coffee tomorrow so you can figure it out?"

"I don't know about that."

"Have Shane and Mitchie been talking out of school?" he asked. She could tell that he was hurt more than his humorous voice was letting on.

"I've heard that women don't usually last too long with you," she admitted. Jason sat up and looked her in the eyes. He noticed how green they were.

"Have they also told you that, before just now, I've never asked a woman out in my life?"

She laughed at him and then realized he was serious. "What?"

"I just never had relationships like that," he said with a shrug. "We'd meet at some party, go home together and it would just be good sex for however long it lasted. No actual date at any point."

"So… why did you just ask me out?"

"I like you," he told her. "I've gotten to hang out with you a ton in the past few weeks with all this wedding stuff and I found I enjoyed myself more than I ever have with a woman."

"You don't ever just hang out with female friends?"

"Well, Mitchie, but obviously she doesn't really apply to this situation. I mean, I love hanging out with her but she's more like my sister than anything else."

Jessie was silent for a moment then said, "Just coffee?"

Jason nodded.

"Okay, I can do coffee." She looked around the room and her eyes landed on her clipboard. Suddenly something occurred to her. "You didn't really need my help planning this bachelor party, did you?"

"Nope! But I thought that it was a pretty stealthy way to get you here." He beamed at her and she couldn't help but laugh. As much as she didn't want to admit it, Jason was really a great guy to hang out with.

"You're such a goof," she said, hitting him with a couch pillow. "I have to get going and do some cake tasting tonight with Mitchie but I'll see you tomorrow."

"Nine am."

"You can be up at nine. I'll meet you at Starbucks at ten," she said and walked out the door, leaving a laughing Jason.

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Mitchie sank into the couch, Natalia sleeping in her arms, finally. The clock read two in the morning and Mitchie had just managed to get the baby to sleep. She had an eight am class tomorrow that she was fairly certain she wasn't going to make. She closed her eyes, promising herself she would only close them for a second.

"Mitchie, go to bed. I'll take care of Natalia."

Mitchie looked up and saw Shane standing over her. She looked at the clock and realized that she must have fallen asleep but thankfully only for a few minutes.

"I'm fine," she insisted.

"You're not fine. You were asleep which is really not the best idea when you're holding a baby." Shane leaned down and gently took Natalia out of her arms, cooing gently to her and rocking her to keep her asleep. "Go to bed. You have an early class tomorrow and I don't. I'll feed her soon and then put her to bed."

"Are you sure? I'll watch her if you need…"

"Will you just go to bed already?" he said, leaning over and kissing her. She smiled softly at him and once again was reminded how lucky she was. She really was so tired. She trudged into the bedroom and laid down in their huge bed, sinking into the mattress. It had been so many nights since she had actually gotten some sleep.

When she woke up she noticed that it was ten in the morning. She had missed her class, apparently she slept through the alarm she had set, and her next class wasn't until four. She supposed she'd have to go to her professor today and see what she missed. Despite all the late nights with the baby, this was the first time she had missed her morning class. She rolled over and realized that Shane was asleep next to her. She cuddled close and he wrapped his arms around her but kept his eyes closed.

"Is Natalia sleeping?" Mitchie asked softly.

"The nanny is with her in the basement," he replied his lips moving to her neck.

"Was she fed?" Shane's lips went down to her collar bone.

"Of course," he mumbled. "Don't worry, Mitchie, she's fine." Shane kissed his way down to the top of her cleavage that wasn't covered by the tank top that she wore. His hands lifted her shirt over her head, exposing all of her skin from the waist up. He sucked gently on one of her nipples, his hand never leaving the other. Mitchie's breath came faster as she felt his teeth press into her breast. It had been close to a year since the last time they had made love. Between being pregnant and then taking care of the baby, they hadn't had the energy as of late.

Mitchie was quickly discovering how long nine months was as Shane's fingers slid past the waist of her pants and into her. She let out a low moan of pleasure as Shane continued to suck on her breast.

"Hmm, that's interesting," he said, humor in his voice.

"What's interesting?" she asked, breathless.

"It seems I don't have to worry if I get thirsty," he chuckled. She looked down and sure enough she was secreting breast milk.

"Well that's awkward and completely unsexy," she responded, the mood broken a bit.

"Oh, I beg to differ," Shane replied, leaning down and sucking and then swirling off the remnants with his tongue. To her surprise, watching him do it and then swallow her milk was a bit of a turn on. "But personally, I'd rather drink something else." Before she could question him, he had pulled her pants off and ran his tongue over her clitoris.

"Ohhhh," she moaned, unable to form coherent words. All she could concentrate was all the things that his tongue was doing to her.

Shane had missed doing this so much. Neither of them had been in the mood since Natalia was born but before that it was only Mitchie who hadn't been in the mood and he certainly wasn't going to push it while she was pregnant. Now she was more than willing and they had a rare morning to themselves. Her body had changed since the pregnancy but it seemed it had changed in all the right ways. Her breasts were larger, her body slimmer since she had lost all the baby fat but kept all the sexy curves from pregnancy.

No longer able to wait, he shed the few clothes that he wore and pushed into her. She was tighter than he had remembered despite her pregnancy. He moved in her again, hearing her already close to the edge. He had wanted to make it last but it had been too long for both of them for that to happen. Soon they were both caught in the grips of their climax.

They just lay there for awhile, enjoying each other's company and the feel of their bodies connected. Finally Shane moved out of her but pulled her into his embrace and kissed her.

"I love you, Mitchie, more than anything," he told her.

"I love you too."

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"Shane! I'm…home?" Mitchie looked around but the house was dark. She was sure that Shane had said that he was going to be home. She closed and locked the door behind her, confused. She took her shoes off and walked around the corner to the bottom of the stairs. Immediately she noticed the trail of rose petals that led upstairs. Perhaps she wasn't alone. Smiling in anticipation, she walked upstairs, careful of the petals.

The trail led to their bedroom which was bathed in candle light. On the bed there was a small box and a note. She opened the box first and a pair of simple diamond earrings stared back at her. She smiled, turning them in the soft light so that she could see them sparkle. She didn't know what it was all for but she certainly wasn't objecting. She put the box down on the bed and picked up the note. It simply said 'You're about to walking in a restricted area. Clothing is strictly forbidden.' She laughed and noticed that the rose petals led into their bathroom. She stripped out of her clothes, leaving them on the floor, and walked into the bathroom. When she pushed the door open the entire bathroom was bathed in light and there, in the tub full of bubbles, was Shane. On the shelf next to the tub were a tray of chocolates and fruits and a bottle of champagne, already poured into two flutes.

"Shane… what is all this?" Her voice was soft, half in astonishment and half just not wanting to disturb the moment. He stood up and was covered in bubbles. Seeing him all wet like that was incredibly sexy and if Shane's hard member was any indication, he enjoyed seeing her naked.

"It's for you," he answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Maybe it was and she was just missing it.

"But… Why?" She was so confused by all of this. She was glad he had done it but the reasoning behind it was a little blurry.

"Because it's your birthday, Mitchie."

She looked at him surprised. He was right! She had completely forgotten that today she turned twenty-one. Between classes, Natalia and their wedding plans she had forgotten that today was her birthday. She chuckled softly to herself.

"What's so funny?"

"Last year, you forgot, and this year, I forgot."

He laughed with her, seeing the irony. "Yeah, but if you forget, I get into a lot less trouble. I mean, I don't know if I could convince you to marry me again in just two short months." He smiled crookedly at her. They both knew that last time there had been much more to it than just forgetting her birthday but she smiled at the joke anyways. That was long in the past though it had only been a year. It was amazing what could happen in a year.

She walked towards him, stepping into the tub. She ran her hands over his slick chest and grasped his already hard member, stroking it. "You look good in bubbles," she told him.

He half moaned in agreement. "I bet you'd look just as good in them." He pulled her down into the tub and covered her in them, caressing her as he did. Her hips arched towards him when she felt his fingers penetrate her.

They made love for hours, Shane pleasuring every inch of her, sometimes in places she didn't even think were possible. Finally, late that night after dinner and another session of lovemaking, they lay in bed, curled up together.

"So did I do better than last year?" he asked, chuckling.

"A box of chocolates would have been better than last year, but yes, it was amazing. Sometimes you astound me, Shane."

"You astound me everyday," he told her. She just smiled and fell asleep resting against him.

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Mitchie was frantic. Her wedding was in two days and she still didn't have everything done. The dace floor for the reception hadn't arrived and nor had the tents. The pastor had gotten sick and had provided her with a last minute replacement so they would really have to practice twice as much tomorrow at the rehearsal dinner. Her dressed needed one last hem job that was supposed to have been finished a week ago but wasn't and now had to be picked up today. She was once again headed to the cake maker to haggle price with him because he didn't give her exactly what she wanted but was still going to charge her full price. Jess's dress had only just arrived and Shane still hadn't picked up the tuxes no matter how often she threatened him.

"Can't we go any faster?" she asked Jessie who had taken over driving after Mitchie nearly rear-ended a guy for not going fast enough.

"Chill out a little. We have more time than you seem to think. The cake place isn't that far from where the dress place is and Jason and Shane are talking to the tent guys," Jessie reassured her friend. She had never seen Mitchie so stressed out in her life. It was a good thing that they were financially stable because she knew that not only would Mitchie be stressing about finances but she would also be carting Natalia around. Luckily the nanny at least took care of baby while everyone was running around town. Mitchie's parents had gotten in the night before and Shane's were due tonight. The house was big but Jessie wasn't sure it was big enough to avoid the fights that were probably going to ensue. Shane's parents had been against everything from the start and Jess didn't think they were going to curb their opinions just because it happened to be their son's wedding day. She only hoped that seeing their granddaughter would soften their hearts.

"What if they don't talk to the tent guys? I mean, we have to have tents."

"I told Jason that if he hadn't called by three that I was going to throttle him and then I was going to do something even worse," Jessie said as she turned the corner.

"Like withhold sex," Mitchie said, joking with her friend, watching her blush deeply.

"No," she replied slowly, "we're not actually sleeping together so I feel it wouldn't be much of a threat."

Mitchie looked at her, surprised. "You're not? We are talking about the same Jason right?"

"I told him from second one that I was looking for a relationship, not a fuck buddy. The solution to that problem was to just date and not to fuck. Well, at least not right now anyways."

"Wow," Mitchie said, a little stunned. "I've never known Jason to actually date a girl." Mitchie smiled, happy for her friend. "I'm glad he's making the effort with you. He seems to really like you if he's willing to go through all this just to keep you around."

"I was thinking that but didn't want to get my hopes up. I'm alright with just seeing how it goes." She pulled up in front of the dress store. "Now, let's go get our dresses."

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"You look wonderful, sweetheart." Mitchie tore her gaze away from the mirror to look at her mother.

"Thanks, Mom." She had be scrutinizing herself for awhile, completely nervous. She couldn't figure out why but the butterflies were there. She was going to spend the rest of her life with Shane and today was going to make that official. Never mind that having a kid together already bound them together, this was completely different. This was going to be done in front of all their friends and family. Jess came up next to her, her dress long and a dark purple, and wrapped her arms around her friend.

"You're going to be fine," she whispered. "He's not going to be able to take his eyes off you the entire night."

"Thanks," she answered.

"You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," she said. She walked down the hall with Jessie and her mother. Her mother slipped inside to take her seat and Jessie stood before Mitchie, ready to enter before her. Mitchie saw her father there, smile across his face, and she took his arm, breathing in deeply.

"You look stunning."

"Thanks, Dad," she mumbled, a little embarrassed.

"Are you sure you want to marry this guy?" he said with a smirk. "I mean you could always back out." He winked at her. Her parents loved Shane and thought that he was perfect for her. Not to mention they were pretty partial to their new granddaughter. They were already spoiling her ceaselessly.

"I think I'll give him a chance at this marriage thing," she said. Her father smiled, kissing her cheek.

"I'm so happy for you."

"Everyone ready?" Jessie asked, turning to look at Mitchie and her father. Mitchie nodded and the doors opened, letting Jessie walk through them. After a minute, Mitchie heard the music that announced her entrance and she walked through the doors.

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Shane was so nervous he was practically pacing at the alter. He was getting married today, married to Mitchie. He realized that he had been pursuing her for what seemed like half of his life. They had met when he was just sixteen and now, five years later, he was finally marrying her. He never thought that he would get so lucky in his life.

"Calm down," Jason muttered to his friend. He could see how keyed up Shane was and he wasn't surprised. Getting married was a big step but it was one that he never doubted Shane would take. It just always seemed to be something that would suit him and then when he found Mitchie, well, how was a guy supposed to fight that. He was happy for Shane that everything had worked out. Jason on the other hand, he shrugged inwardly, perhaps he wasn't cut out for marriage.

Just then the doors open and Jessie started walking towards them, blond hair pulled up and framing her face. The dark purple halter dress she wore fell to the floor and cut squarely at her neck line. Jason watched her walk up the aisle and suddenly marriage didn't seem so unattainable to him. Who knew what would happen with Jessie? All he knew is that he cared about her more than he ever had any other woman and they hadn't even slept together. What was even more perplexing was that he didn't care so much if they did. He just genuinely enjoyed their time together.

"Maybe I won't be the only one getting married," Shane muttered, noticing where Jason's attention was. Jason just smiled. The music changed and the doors opened again and there stood Mitchie on her father's arm. Jason had to remind Shane to breathe.

Her dress was strapless with a corset style top that conformed perfectly to her body. The skirt, long and poofy, dragged out behind her and her veil was carefully placed over the bun of curls on the back of her head. There was no decoration on the dress but there didn't need to be. It was incredible and Mitchie looked incredible in it.

She walked, in almost slow motion, to the alter where Shane was waiting. Her father kissed her cheek and then placed her on Shane's. Shane leaned over and kissed her softly, barely able to believe that this vision was soon going to be his wife.

"I love you," he told her. She smiled.

"I love you, too."

"Dearly Beloved…"

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:-D All done! I was thinking about ending it on their honeymoon but I don't know. I just liked it better here. I think the honeymoon would have been too much. I hoped everyone enjoyed and I'm really sorry for how long it took to finish.