Hey guys. This one is a bit, um, short. And there was a point to mentioning the Chris thing. It was to show how protective of Mitchie he is. That's going to come into play. Allison, SourSkittles, you'll like this chapter. :P I apologize for its shortness and tad bit lateness, I think. It's impossible to write this story when you're arguing with someone named Joe at the same time. I had to wait until I was done talking to him, otherwise every time I wrote Shane, I wrote Joe instead. That and he was generally distracting. So blame my Joe. Lol.

Enjoy. I hope.

Chapter 22

The tour went by in a blur. Traveling, interviewing, rehearsals, concerts, autographs, screaming teenage girls hitting on our boyfriends, traveling. Of course during the traveling, there was hanging out, making out, pigging out. Oh yeah, we did it all while on tour.

Our first two weeks went by pretty seamlessly. The next free day we had, Shane and I took Jacob to the park. While we knew Donnie didn't mind watching him, I was going through withdraw. Shane was too. Though Caitlyn and Anastasia made a few more 'mommy' and 'daddy' comments, Rich was kind enough to make sure the rest of our hotels were pet allowing, letting Jacob stay in our room.

Nothing major happened, or at least nothing different that hadn't already occurred. Shane and I were able to control ourselves better now that we were on the same page with everything. Except there were a few, lower marks left behind. Anastasia hasn't stopped calling him Dracula since. Although, Shane and Nate came out of the back one night laughing their butts off, trying to speak. Jason came out after them glaring. The guys had all been changing for bed when Shane and Nate noticed the Jason did have marks on his collar bone.

"Seriously, guys, why is it so funny?" He demanded. "Just because you do all the work doesn't mean I have to." He said sitting next to Anastasia who began laughing at the stunned expressions on the other two's faces.

"But you do your share, honey." Anastasia kissed his cheek.

"Seriously?" Shane asked, still laughing on the floor.

Anastasia nodded. "I'll show your girlfriend later." She promised, winking at me. I laughed having already seen them. Things were fun and mostly drama free at first.

However, on day 17 of the tour, tragedy struck. Not really, but it was pretty horrifying. It finally happened. One of us got our period. And guess who the lucky one was? Yup, me.

Thankfully, I wasn't wearing white and the guys didn't notice. We were at rehearsal with the guys when Caitlyn asked if I was okay. I kept holding my stomach and walking slowly. I was also wiggling in my seat. I nodded weakly and she looked at me with narrowed eyes. I saw her thinking for a moment. "Do you… ya know?" She asked since the guys were within hearing range. I nodded.

"Awe. Is it just starting?" Anastasia asked. I nodded again. "Okay, well, at least it didn't happen while you were sleeping. Could you imagine if Shane woke up next to you like that?" I laughed a little, but it hurt too much to laugh loudly.

The next day, though, while we were on the road, I was in even more pain. Shane was really sweet, though. He didn't realize I had cramps, of course, but he saw I was in pain and was catering to me.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asked. I noticed that the more intimate and closer Shane and I became, the more he started calling me 'baby'. And the weirder part was that I liked it. And I occasionally called him baby or babe in reply, too.

"Nothing." I mumbled sitting holding my stomach as I bent over. He sat behind me on the floor and started rubbing my back. "That feels really good." I said moaning slightly.

"What did you do? Do you not feel well?" He asked. I looked over my shoulder at him and glared a bit. "Oh." He said as realization hit. He leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "Sorry. What can I do to make you feel better?"

"Keep doing what your doing." I answered.

I yawned and stood up, surprising Shane. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom and then go lay down for the rest of the drive." I said. When I went to lay down, Shane was laying down on our bed already with Jacob curled up next to him. "Shane, I didn't mean you had to come lay down, too." I laughed looking at him.

"Well. I figured I could keep doing what I was while you fell asleep." I smiled at him.

"Can I steal a pair of sweats from you?" I asked laying down. "These jeans are not sleepable."

"Sleepable?" He teased as I rolled over onto the other bed. "Here." He tossed me a pair of his sweats and closed the door for me.

"Yes, sleepable. The ability to sleep in or on the described object." I said as I changed. He had his eyes closed and was laying down again. Now changed, I crawled over to him. "For example, you are sleepable." I snuggled against him.

"Because you can sleep on me?" He teased. I nodded and smiled brightly. "Roll over." He instructed and I rolled onto my stomach for him. He began rubbing my back again as I drifted off to sleep.

I'm sure your wondering, 'wait, you closed the door and no one questioned this?' Yes, they did question it, but Caitlyn explained that it was best to let me sleep and that Shane and I weren't going to be doing anything. Nate of course had to question in it, though. I wish I had seen his face when Caitlyn told him why we wouldn't be doing anything. Unlike Anastasia and myself, she took pity on her boyfriend and didn't laugh until later.

Surprisingly, being on a moving bus is really good for cramps. The vibrations really help. Oh, and your boyfriend massaging your back while you fall asleep was nice, too. I woke up an hour later when Donnie pulled over. The sudden jolt of the bus stopping woke us up.

Shane lifted his head and looked at me. "Guess we stopped."

I didn't mean to, but I snapped at him a little. "Naw, really?" I asked getting up. I walked out into the main room and saw everyone stretching and getting ready to get off the bus for a little while.

"You should have seen Nate's face." Anastasia laughed the moment she saw me. I was still a little grumpy so I just looked at her. "Oh. You're at that point. I'll shut up now."

My first day was always the worst. I got super painful cramps and back pain, was seriously moody, and would do nothing but sleep. After that, though, I would sleep a lot but I was in a better mood and less pain. Anastasia and Caitlyn knew this. Nate, Shane, and Jason? Not a clue.

"Is she going to be like that all week?" Nate asked Shane, not realizing I could hear him.

"If you think I'm bad, try talking to your girlfriend in 3 days." I remarked darkly from across the bus. Nate kind of shrank back into his seat after that.

Caitlyn laughed though. "She is right. I'm warning you all now, don't bother me unless you want your head bit off."

"Wait, so we have to deal with two of you at the same time?" Shane asked.

I glared at him. "Yes. You do. My Dad deals with 3 at a time, so I think you can handle it."

"See, that's the problem with living with other females." Anastasia said. "Your bodies sync to one another." She turned to Nate and Shane. "On the bright side, once a month you'll be able to cry to one another when your girlfriend tries to kill you." You could always count on Anastasia for useless information.

Shane smiled and kissed my head. I smiled up at him. I saw Nate shake his head and I scowled at him.

"How come we've never experienced you guys like this before?" Jason wondered out loud.

I shrugged. "Because we usually hide." I laughed.

"Okay, can we get off the bus now?" Jason asked. We all nodded and left the bus.

I was getting cranberry juice and attempting to read the labels. Shane came over to me with a handful of candy bars. "Candy bars or ice cream? Nick always attack the ice cream but Mom always snuck in the Hershey's when we were kids." I smiled at him being so thoughtful, and I could see him having gone to the store to get Nicky ice cream, too.

"Both. Caitlyn and I like to indulge in both." I answered.

"Some how, Nate knew that. He was the one who told me to ask. He wouldn't ask himself. I took you as a candy bar girl, but he asked if I was sure. He didn't want to be around it I got it wrong." Shane shrugged and leaned against the refrigerator case next to the one I was looking in. "What are you doing?'

"Trying to find Cranberry juice." I answered. Shane looked in the case and saw 3 or 4 brands of it staring at us. He looked at me and I laughed. "I wanted to find one that was all natural. Concentrate isn't good for you."

"Just because I'm allergic to it doesn't mean you can't have it."

"True. But, concentrate isn't good for anyone. Not really. And while I usually wouldn't care, I figured I'd get juice you could drink, too." He laughed and headed over to get Caitlyn and I ice cream.

When we got back on the bus, I sat next to Nate who looked mortified. "Thanks for making Shane check, Nate." I said hugging him slightly.

"What? With the ice cream?" Nate asked. I nodded. "Oh, I know Caity is always saying she has a craving for ice cream, I just never realized it was because of… that. I figured he should make sure before you got upset."

"Nate, you are so afraid of girls it's hilarious." I smiled before I stood up again. "I'm going back to sleep before I scar Nate anymore."

"You want your juice?" Shane asked. I shook my head no and closed the door behind me.

It opened and closed a minute later and Shane placed something at the bottom of the bed before slipping back onto it with me. "What's that?" I asked.

"Your juice."

I rolled my eyes and gave him a bit of an attitude. "Shane, I said I didn't want it."

"I know. I put some in a water bottle for you incase you want it later, so you don't have to get up. It's right there." I smiled sleepily at him.

"Come here, pillow." I commanded and he laid on his back next to me. I laid my head against him and fell asleep.

I was better the next day, and Nate let out a large sigh of relief that I was back to being myself. Though, I was sure he was a little freaked out by the small garbage bag we girls opted to leave under the sink. We thought it best to not leave certain items in the actual garbage. There was also no way we were changing pads in public rest rooms.

I was in pain still, though not much. Two days later, though, Caitlyn was equally in pain, if not more. She put her head phones on and ignored Nate who looked a little put out. I sat next to him on the couch as he looked into the back where Caitlyn was sitting on the bed.

"Just hold out for the day. She gets easier to deal with. She knows she's a massive pain in the butt when she has it." I teased him a bit, and watched as he blushed. "But she gets better. She secludes herself so she doesn't fight with anyone. The first two months she lived with me we fought like crazy during… now. Why don't you take her a bowl of ice cream, a spoon, and a candy bar. Don't stay long unless she wants you to. Tell her you didn't know which she wanted, so you brought her both, and ask if she needs anything else. Okay? Good, go."

Nate smiled at me. "Thanks, Mitch." Shane sat in his vacant seat.

"What was that?" Shane asked. I didn't answer. I was watching Nate edge back toward Caitlyn. He sat on the edge of the bed and gave her the ice cream and stuff. She smiled at him and asked something I couldn't hear. He blushed and she laughed again. Then she nodded to the door and we didn't see them for the rest of the night until we went to bed.

Another problem we had on tour? Shane asking me to sing with him. While I loved doing so, I wasn't ready to sing in front of a bunch a people. "What's different between now and then?" He asked, referring to singing at Camp Rock.

"Camp Rock was my peers I wouldn't see again for awhile. Now is your psychotic, screaming fans. And there's a lot more of them. I'm just not ready to, Shane." I answered apologetically.

The only other problem was the fighting or arguing. Much like the fight post Christmas, when one couple fought, all the couples fought. Although, it wasn't always the girls against the guys. Sometimes it would be Anastasia, Nate, and Shane against Caitlyn, Jason, and I. Other times, it wouldn't be couples fighting, but we were all still arguing. We always fought 3 by 3, though. And the arguments never lasted more than a few hours at the most as they were usually something stupid. Of course, it was something stupid that usually broke the ice, again, too. Like the time we were all standing up yelling at each other and Donnie turned a little too quickly, knocking us all over. We started laughing so hard we forgot what we were arguing about.

Other than that, there weren't too many problems on tour. We got along pretty well, and made sure to have alone time. We became like a giant family, like typical brothers and sisters fighting. It was fun. We goofed off, played around, pranked each other, well mostly Anastasia and I pranked Nate, but you get the idea. There wasn't anything thrown at us that we couldn't handle.

Oh, wait, there was one more tiny problem. One that not even Caitlyn was aware of prior to the tour. It was something we almost couldn't handle. Something I'd forgotten about until it was there. The worse time of the year for me. And my entire town. It was the only time high school wasn't impossible to deal with. The one time they understood. My dark day.

65000+ words. Ha.