A/N I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!

When they walked in it was quiet…too quiet. They walked and saw Connie and Steve sitting at the kitchen table.

"Mom…Dad?"

"Mitchie, Shane, sit down please." Connie said.

Mitchie and Shane sat down.

"I'm sure you both all ready know what's going to happen so now all that's left is do you have any questions?" Connie asked.

"This doesn't change anything. We still both love you very much." Steve said.

"No you don't. You don't love me dad." Mitchie said.

"What would make you say that?"

"You don't lie to people you love. You lied to me. You promised that lady you were with was just a friend. You promised me it was nothing more."

"You also don't rat out the people you love but that didn't stop you."

"Mom deserved to know the truth."

"Yeah well you didn't."

"So then you admit it? You don't love me?"

"Of course I love you but you didn't need to know about that women."

"So why were you with her at school? I've never seen her there before."

"That's none of your concern. I love you that's all you need to know."

"It's not fair of you to ask Mitchie if she has any questions and then not answer her." Shane said.

Mitchie was being strong and brave standing up to her father. He didn't want her to get discouraged.

"No Connie asked if she had questions not me." Steve said.

"Either way you owe Mitchie the truth don't you?"

"I owe her nothing."

"Fine just tell me this. Do you love her?" Mitchie asked.

"Yes, very much so."

"More than me?"

Steve didn't answer. Silence was not gold at that moment but it told Mitchie everything she needed to know.

"Do you love that new women more than me?" Mitchie asked as her eyes filled with tears.

"Mitchie I am not comparing my love. I love you and I love her. What does it matter who I love more?"

"Do you plan on staying here? Are you going to leave? Will I ever see you again!" Mitchie was becomes hysterical.

"Mitchie just take a deep breath all right. As of right now your father is going to be living with this new girl. How much you two see of each other is up to you." Connie said.

"Why me?"

"If you want to see your father after everything he has done then you can go over whenever you feel like it. If you don't I will support you."

"Stop turning her against me." Steve said.

"I'm being honest Steve."

"No you don't want to see me so you are trying to stop Mitchie from seeing me as well."

"No I'm not."

"Both of you just stop it!" Mitchie screamed. " I'm tired of this. I still want to see you dad but not at that women's house. We can make plans outside of the house."

"Fine with me."

"Look Mitchie you are old enough to decide for yourself where and when you see your father. We are not going to sign any papers or make anything permanent. When you see your father is up to you." Connie said.

"Ok."

"Do you have any other questions?"

Mitchie shook her head. She did have one really big question on her mind but it would sound selfish.

"I can see that you do sweetie. It's ok you can ask us anything."

"It will sound selfish of me."

"So ask it anyway. We already knew you were selfish." Steve said.

"Steve!" Connie yelled.

"What it's true."

"No it's not true! I've sat here listening long enough now it's my turn to speak." Shane said. "I've been quiet this whole time trying not to get involved and let you two work it out but I can't be quiet anymore. Are you two blind? Can you not see what your fighting and yelling is doing to Mitchie? Can you not see that every time you insult her and judge her in some way she pulls herself further and further into a shell. If you don't stop you will lose Mitchie for good."

"Don't you dare tell me how to be father!"

"I'm not! I'm telling you how to be your daughter's best friend."

"She already has a best friend."

"If you knew anything about your daughter you'd know that her so called "best friend" left her to hang out with the cool kids."

"I knew more about my daughter than you do."

"Oh yeah? What's her favorite color?"

"Black."

"Blue"

"It's blue dad." Mitchie said softly.

"Favorite book?"

"Dear John?"

"Pride and Prejudice."

"Shane is right again dad."

"What is her favorite thing to do?"

"Dad please get this one right." Mitchie begged.

"That's easy she likes to read."

Mitchie's mouth dropped open. Anyone who knew her would know her favorite thing to do was sing. Her breathing started to get harder. How could her father not know that about her? All she ever talked about was singing.

"Dad…"

Shane pulled her onto his lap. Mitchie buried her face in the crook of Shane's neck.

"I'll make this one nice and easy, what color are her eyes?" Shane asked.

"Blue."

Shane sighed. He felt his neck getting wet and his heart broke. "Her eyes are brown Steve." Connie said. "I bet you don't even know when her birthday is."

"Yes it do, it's January 20th."

"It's August 20th Steve. You don't even know when your daughter was born. I am ashamed of you."

"Fine ask me some more question I will prove to you I know my daughter. I know she is love with Shane. I know her favorite song from Connect 3 is 'Play my music'.

"Wrong again it's "Gotta Find You"

"That's enough questions. It will only upset Mitchie more." Connie said.

Shane rubbed Mitchie's back and kissed her temple.

"Mitchie you can still ask us whatever questions you have." Connie said.

They heard her whimper something .

"Say that again baby girl."

"She wants to know if she can still go to camp rock next summer." Shane said.

"Your mom and I are getting a divorce and all you care about is that stupid camp?" Steve asked.

"No offence to either of you but Camp Rock is the one place I've seen Mitchie truly 100% happy. So if Mrs. Torres can't afford to pay for Mitchie then I will. Being a rock star does have its advantages."

"You don't even love Mitchie you just want her to sleep with you."

"Actually Sir I don't plan on sleeping with anyone until I'm married. I love Mitchie for millions of reasons but you have no right to hear them because you have no right questioning my love for her. Now I'm going to take Mitchie to her room. She has had a long day and I'm sure she is tired."

Shane got up and lifted Mitchie bridal style before carrying her off to her room. He laid her down on the bed and stroked her hair. She sniffed.

"I was such an idiot to believe my own father knew anything about me."

"NO you are NOT an idiot. Your father is the idiot for not taking the time to get to know you."

"Shane I don't feel well."

"I know. You're tired and upset. That's taking a lot out of you. Just close your eyes and get some rest. I'll stay right here."

"I don't want to sleep. I can't."

"I've got an idea. Close your eyes."

Mitchie closed her eyes.

"Now picture yourself back at Camp Rock. It's you and me on the beach. The sun has set there is a sky of stars above our heads. There is a gentle breeze blowing. I'm holding you in my arms closely rocking you side to side. I'm singing to you. It's peaceful there is no screaming or yelling. Just you and me in our favorite spot doing what we love."

Shane smiled as Mitchie fell into a deep sleep. He kissed her head and walked out of the room. He went back to the table. Steve was gone.

"Where did Mr. Torres go?"

"He's gone Shane. He left and I don't think he's coming back. Not even to say goodbye to Mitchie."

Shane's eyes went wide. What was going to happen when Mitchie woke up and found her father was gone?

A/N next chapter Mitchie finds out just who his father is dating and Amber finds something new to torment Mitchie about. Will she finally break her? Sorry if this chapter is depressing.