Nick lay awake in his bunk. He had probably switched positions a million and one times but no matter what he did he couldnt't sleep. He reached over the side of his bed and picked up his cell phone to check the time.

3:38

He looked over and saw Kevin fast asleep, his arm slung over the side of his bunk. He could hear Joe quietly snoring somewhere below Kevin, to dark to see him.

He sighed heavily. He had a dream. Maybe it was a nightmare, he couldn't tell really. He had seen the passanger of the black car. But he wasn't in the car. It was at a Jonas Brothers meet and Greet. Now he new that they had all sorts of fans, but this guy could not be a fan. He looked like he bathed in dirt. White trash seemed to be a proper term to describe him.

He wracked his brain, trying to remember if he'd seen this guy at a meet and greet, but he met hundreds of people a day. He just didn't remember.

Maybe the 'nightmare' was the reason he couldn't sleep. He got up and walked to the window. He opened it up and stuck his head out, looking behind the bus. He breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the car. He laid back down and decided to take Joe's advice. Forget about.

Around four in the morning he fell into an uneasy sleep, knowing that he had to get up at seven when they got to the interview they had at some local radio station in California.

Thankfully, his dreams were trash free.

After the interview all Nick wanted to do was sleep. It was easy to see that 3 hours just didn't do it for him. He figured he would have time to rest up before the arena show that night so he didn't worry about it.

They were brought Starbucks because there was no way they could go in one when everyone was waiting outside the stations doors. They sat in the front room and drank their coffee. The coffee made Nick feel better just like it always had.

Joe and Kevin were talking about the show tonight, and Nick was actually getting excited. Nothing took his mind off things better than performing in front of his fans. He couldn't wait till they got to go to lunch. They were going to meet Miley at some chinease place by the arena.

"Dudes, I think I might eat everything on the menu when we go to lunch." Joe rubbed his stomach.

Kevin scoffed, "You had like 10 pancakes an hour ago Joe."

"It was more like 8."

Nick laughed at his brothers but realized he was hungry too. A little while later they left through the back door, where it was scream free. They managed to make it to the bus quickly, only having to stop for a few autographs.

There parents had arranged for the whole restauraunt to be cleared out and both Jonas and Cyrus crews had the place to themselves. It was pretty cool.

"Hey babe." Nick kissed Miley on the cheek and slid his arm around her shoulders. She smiled in return.

Nick was amazed at how much better he felt now, sitting here with his girl and his brothers. They took their time eating and when they were done the only one to order desert was Joe.

They were in the middle of telling Miley about the radio interview when the boys mom came over.

"Nick, could you run out to the bus for me real quick? I left my purse sitting on the couch."

"Yeah, sure thing mom," Nick replied.

He slid out of the booth and walked towards the door.

Joe reached into his pocket and realized he didn't have his phone.

"Nick grab my pho..." Nick was already out the door.

Joe got up, "I'll be right back guys."

When Nick got to the door of the bus something caught his eye. He walked over, and to the left of the door someone had scratched words into the bus.

"Nick! what are ya doin man?" Joe walked over to Nick to see what he was looking at.

As he read the message, Joe put his arm protectivley over Nick's shoulders. It seemed to be instinct.

"Come on Nick. It's probably just some stupid kid trying to scare you." Joe tried to assure Nick that this was nothing. He had a bad feeling about it though.

"This is a pretty bad prank then Joe," Nick sounded scared. He heard an engine start up and it made jump. Both brothers turned towards the sound.

Nick felt his breath leave him when he saw the black Pontiac Grand Prix pull out of the parking lot, slowly. Joe pulled Nick closer as he realized it was the car Nick had been scared about yesterday. He looked back at the bus.

Nick J- Your Gonna Pay

"What did I do Joe?"

Joe hated the way he sounded so scared. He didn't like this situation at all.

"Nothing," he answered. "You didn't do anything."

Nick looked at him, "Then what are they gonna make me 'pay' for? I had to have done something to them."

Joe put his hand on Nick's shoulder and looked him in the eyes.

"No matter what they think you did, it doesn't matter," Joe said. "They won't touch you."

Nick protested, "But what if they try to hu..."

Joe cut him off, "I said they won't touch you little bro. I won't let them."

Nick sighed deeply. His perfect day wasn't turning out so great. Joe walked him inside and they told Big Rob about the bus. He immediatly ran outside.

Joe stopped Nick before they got to their table, "Hey. You know I meant what I said out there?"

Nick nodded. He felt uneasy about everything but he did believe his brother would protect him.

Everyone was talking about the message. The entire security team was uptight. They even recommended canceling the show. Nick wouldn't have it. The way they handled it was they monitored every car that went into the arena parking lot.

At sound check Nick's mind was taken off the matter slightly. When it was about an hour before the show they all headed to there dressing rooms.

Nick's hand was on his door knob when looked up. He stumbled back right into his brothers, who were walking down the hall.

"Woahh, dude. Whats the matter?" Kevin steadied Nick and turned him around. He looked like he'd seen a ghost.

Joe saw Nick's face and then looked back the door. He starred, unbelieving. Kevin looked at the door as well. They didn't understand. They had more security in this place than ever before.

"Rob!" Kevin shouted down the hall.

Soon the bodyguard was there and he pulled off a small piece of paper hanging over the door frame. He rubbed his hand over his face as he sighed deeply and read aloud.

Dear Mr. Nick Jonas,

You can't stop it. Your gonna pay for what you did.

We'll be seeing you soon.

Nick felt like he could cry.

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