Disclaimer: I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place or Camp Rock.

I apologize for any mess ups. But, one of the themes of this story is that we all make mistakes, we're all human. I am no exception. I make mistakes. So deal with it. LOL, JK. Well, not really, but anyway… Seriously, though, I checked over it, but if I missed any, just overlook them.

Okay, I'm interested to see what you guys think about the Demi/ Selena couple name. So let's vote. A.) Delena B.) Semi C.) Demena D.) Lovez… Pick one!

Some twenty minutes after the parade ended, Alex was setting them down safely in the alley between her building and the one next to it. When they hit the ground, Mitchie stayed with her arms wrapped around Alex's waist, not wanting to move. She very much liked the seating position.

"Mitchie…What are you doing?" Alex chuckled a little, turning her neck as much as she could to look at the other girl. She could just see her out of the corner of her eye.

Mitchie smiled a little and pressed her cold nose into Alex's equally cold cheek. "Holding you," she said, her breath warming the Alex's cheek.

Alex felt heat flush her face, knowing she was blushing. Mitchie had a way of making her show feelings like no other. She was the only girl that had ever gotten Alex to blush over the simplest things. And no matter how much she hated being held, when Mitchie did it, it felt nice. It wasn't a possessive hold, like Nikki's. It was more loving, sweeter, like she was holding on for support instead of dominance.

"Well, as nice as this is, we have to go inside," Alex said reluctantly. She really didn't want to move. "There's a feast with our names on it. And plus, my parents are going to start wondering where we are."

"Fine…" Mitchie pouted slightly but stood up anyway.

She watched as Alex scooted to the edge of the carpet, crouching down to roll it up. As she did so, her jacket rid up a little, exposing a strip of tan skin along her back. Mitchie gazed longingly, her hormones driving her up a wall. Why did Alex have to be so sexy?

Alex stood and placed the carpet back in its hiding spot behind the garbage cans. She'd come get it later that night so her parents and brothers wouldn't know she'd had it. When she turned back around, she saw that Mitchie was now staring at her with somewhat darker eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Alex questioned, quirking her eyebrow a little.

"My hot as Hell girlfriend," Mitchie said with a slight smirk. She usually considered 'Hell' a curse word, and she didn't curse much, but since she'd met Alex, she'd been becoming bolder. After all, they were just words…

Alex couldn't stop the smile that filled her face, lighting it up like a Christmas tree. Her heart swelled and her body warmed. Girlfriend. She was Mitchie's girlfriend. And Mitchie was her girlfriend. This filled her with a happiness she'd never felt before in her entire life.

"I like you," Alex said softly, looking at Mitchie with nothing but pure affection showing in her eyes.

"I like you, too." Mitchie bit her lip gently, gazing back at Alex, her own eyes warm with care for the other girl.

Each girl was satisfied with using the term 'like.' They knew it was way too soon to start tossing around the bigger L word, even if they'd used it already. But that was when they were only friends. Now they were more than that, and the word had a new meaning, held more weight. Yes, they still loved each other, but there was a huge jump from loving each other and being in love. For now, like was the accurate term, so its usage at the time was not only appropriate, but a little bit perfect.

Alex shook her head to get her thoughts clear, trying to fall out of the trance she'd fallen into whilst gazing into Mitchie's eyes.

"We should probably go inside now," she said. "It's freezing out here." She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered for emphasis.

"Good idea," Mitchie said, realizing pretty much her entire face was numb with cold.

They joined gloved hands and walked out onto the street, going straight to Alex's front door. Alex took her key from her pocket and put it in the lock, turning it. She pushed the door open, standing back to leave the doorway open.

"After you," she said to Mitchie, motioning inside.

"Well aren't you polite," Mitchie said, going to walk past Alex. She stopped when she was directly in front of her, leaning in and placing a soft kiss on her new girlfriend's cheek. "Thank you," she smiled sweetly, her face merely an inch from Alex's then walked inside before Alex even had time to register what had happened in her head.

"What a little tease," Alex said softly to herself as she followed Mitchie inside, somewhat in a daze.

"I can't believe you ate more than my dad! No one's ever done that before!" Alex laughed as she flopped down on her bed after they'd had Thanksgiving lunch and they'd retreated to Alex's room.

It had been a lovely meal. For the strange clan of Russos, it was actually normal. They went around the table saying what they were thankful for, then started eating. There was a minor mishap when Max accidentally spilled his drink all over the table, however. Jerry made a big deal of pointing out onto the terrace, making sure Mitchie looked and trying his best to keep her attention. When she turned back to the table, the mess had been cleaned as if Max had never spilled the drink at all. Mitchie made no comment about it as Alex sat there and smirked. If only her family was aware that Mitchie knew all about magic…

"I'm eating for two now," Mitchie muttered as she sat on Alex's bed, her face going somewhat red. She was hoping no one had noticed how much she'd actually consumed.

"Hey, I'm not making fun of you." Alex sat up and put her hand on Mitchie's back.

"Feels like you are," Mitchie said, turning her face to pout at Alex.

"I'm not. I swear I'm not." She rubbed her hand in small circles on Mitchie's back.

Mitchie said nothing, enjoying the sensations brought on by Alex's simplest touch. As she sat there, Alex began rubbing her back a little rougher.

"Does that feel good?" Alex asked, noticing Mitchie's face had relaxed.

"Very," Mitchie said in an almost dreamy voice, her eyes shutting.

Alex positioned her body so that she was kneeling behind Mitchie, who still sat at the foot of her bed. She placed her other hand on Mitchie's back, bringing them both up to her shoulders and giving them a slight squeeze. A small, hardly audible groan came from Mitchie, just loud enough for Alex to hear it. She applied more pressure and started to really dig her fingers in, working out the many knots Mitchie had in her back. She was so tense; Alex didn't know how she could stand it.

As Alex continued to work into her back, Mitchie's mouth opened slightly, allowing her to gasp with pleasure. She let her neck hang lose, her chin almost hitting her chest. Alex stopped momentarily to remove Mitchie's hair from her neck, making it hang over one of her shoulders. With a quick glance at the door to make sure it was closed, she remembered locking it, thankfully.

She placed her hands back on Mitchie's shoulders and began to rub in circular motions again as she pressed her lips gently to the back of Mitchie's neck. She continued to place soft butterfly kisses along all of Mitchie's exposed skin, all the while making the girl beneath her tremble with pleasure.

Finally, Mitchie stood from the bed, breaking her contact with Alex. She looked down at the other girl with very dark eyes. Alex was still kneeling on the bed, gazing up at Mitchie, somewhat scared. She knew the kissing had been a little too much. She'd gone too fast and freaked her out and now Mitchie was going to be mad at−

Before Alex could get way too paranoid, Mitchie swooped down, took Alex's face in her hands, and kissed her fiercely. Alex didn't know what to do at first, very unsure how to respond. But she quickly recovered, shifting so that she was no longer kneeling, back sitting normally. She put her hands on Mitchie's waist, pulling her back onto the bed and positioned so that Mitchie sitting in Alex's lap. Mitchie leaned into Alex, the extra weight causing Alex to fall back slowly on the bed, Mitchie's body resting on top of hers. Mitchie had no idea what she was doing; she just knew that she wanted Alex like she'd never wanted anyone before.

When Alex felt Mitchie's tongue slowly run across her bottom lip, she rolled them over so that she was on top. Her right hand slipped under Mitchie's shirt, but not much. She simply rubbed the skin along Mitchie's hip as Mitchie opened her mouth slightly to allow Alex more access. Alex took the invitation, slipping her tongue in between Mitchie's lips. Alex explored Mitchie's mouth with her tongue, shockwaves going through every single cell of both girls. As Alex started to massage Mitchie's tongue with her own, she felt a hand trail its way up the back of her shirt, soft fingers tickling her skin.

Alex broke the kiss, lifting herself up on her hands. She looked down at Mitchie, lust clouding her vision as she tried to regain control of her heartbeat and breathing. Mitchie, with her hair splayed across the bed, was breathing quite heavily herself, her brown eyes a deeper and darker brown than Alex had ever seen them. She was sure her own eyes were nearly black. She was so aroused, how could they not be?

As much as Alex wanted to continue what they'd just been doing, something was nagging in the back of her head. They'd officially become a couple only about two hours ago, and now they were making out on her bed? This was too much, too fast.

"Mitchie, what are we doing?" she asked softly, her head shaking ever so slightly.

Mitchie blinked up at her a few times with a confused look on her face, as if Alex had spoken another language and she was trying to understand it. Then, the words registered in her head, and her face flushed a brilliant rose color.

"Oh, God," she said, sitting up.

Alex shifted to give her room, but still supported herself on her arm so that she was leaning towards Mitchie.

"I'm sorry," Mitchie said, putting her head in her hands.

"It's okay," Alex said, bumping her shoulder against Mitchie's.

"No, it's not." Mitchie lifted her still-red face to look at Alex. "I don't know what got into me. I just…I don't know. Something took over me. I'm not like that. I don't move that fast with people."

"Yeah, I did think we were going a little fast," Alex admitted, nodding. "That's why I stopped…"

"You shouldn't have had to stop me." Mitchie brought her knees up and wrapped her arms around them. "I'm not the kind of girl that jumps into things like this. We just got our feelings out in the open, and now we're dating, and then we're…we're…About to have sex!"

"We were about to have sex?" Alex raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Mitchie looked at Alex. "Weren't we?"

"If we were, I didn't know about it…"

Mitchie's face, which had not faded, turned even redder, if that was even possible. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She closed her eyes and threw herself back on the bed, her head resting on one of Alex's pillows.

"Mitchie…"

"No. Don't look at me. I'm too embarrassed." Mitchie covered her hands with her face.

Alex chuckled slightly at how cute Mitchie was when she got flustered and lay down beside her girlfriend, on her side with her arm propping up her head.

"Mitch," she said softly, using her free hand to try to lift one of Mitchie's from her face.

A brown eye appeared between one of the cracks of Mitchie's fingers as Alex tugged at them. Alex smiled down at Mitchie, who sighed and removed her hands from her face completely, one in Alex's grasp. Alex held it delicately and brought it to her lips, giving it a gentle kiss on its palm.

"Do not be embarrassed," she said, gazing at Mitchie lovingly. "We both got caught in the heat of the moment. I think we're both dealing with pent up emotions right now. They're near bursting point. Personally, I've been wanting to put my lips on you since you opened that door and I saw you standing there. You wanna know what my first thought was?"

Mitchie exhaled slowly through her nose. "What?"

"That you had the most beautiful brown eyes I'd ever seen," Alex said.

Mitchie smiled, color returning to her cheeks as she blushed a little. "Really?"

"Really." Alex nodded. "And then I noticed those cute little freckles on your nose." As if for emphasis, Alex leaned over and placed a soft kiss on the tip of Mitchie's nose.

Mitchie crinkled it in response, smiling brightly, which Alex returned. They stared at each other for a minute or so, just enjoying the peace and quiet and togetherness. Slowly, though, Mitchie's face started to fall. She was beginning to worry again.

"What are we doing, Alex?" Mitchie questioned. "How can we possibly be naïve enough to believe this can work?"

"You just have to have faith, Mitchie," Alex said, giving Mitchie's hand, which she was still holding, a squeeze.

"But…My parents." Mitchie shook her head. "I can't keep this from them, but I don't know how to tell them."

"Well, maybe let yourself get used to it before telling them," Alex said. "I don't plan on telling my parents any time soon."

"Why not?" Mitchie asked. "It's not like you'd be coming out to them like I would be. They already know you like girls... Don't they?"

"They do, but if they knew I was dating you, do you think they'd let me have you alone in my room?" Alex flashed Mitchie a devilish grin.

Mitchie smirked. "True…"

"Besides, they'd freak about the baby thing," Alex said while rolling her eyes a little. "They'd worry about me taking on too much responsibility."

"Do you think you are?" Mitchie asked.

Alex took note of how vulnerable, how breakable, Mitchie looked. She smiled softly and squeezed Mitchie's hand again.

"Not at all," she said gently, reaching out with her free hand to tuck Mitchie's hair behind her ear. "We're going to figure all this out as we go. Life is about learning, and we're going to learn together."

"But Alex, what if we don't work? What then?"

"What did I tell you about might's and maybe's?" Alex asked with fake sternness.

"That I can't let them stop me from being happy," Mitchie answered.

"Exactly." Alex nodded. "Sometimes having a plan is the worst thing you could ever do. Sometimes you just have to live in the moment and take it one day at a time.

Mitchie nodded also. "I guess."

"Mitch, I have a really good feeling about this…About us." Alex looked at Mitchie intently. "Do you?"

"Yeah, I do," she said quietly. "This, right here−" she lifted their intertwined hands "−it feels right."

"I know what you mean." Alex smiled. "You know, Justin knew I liked you. He knew it from the very first day. He was afraid I would pursue you just to get you in bed, then dump you." When Alex saw the alarmed look on Mitchie's face, she added, "Which I would never do!"

"It's not that." Mitchie shook her head. "It's just…How can people think that about you? Let alone your own brother?"

"I really don't know," Alex said somewhat sadly, letting her hand drop from Mitchie's. "He seems to think I'm this big womanizer, but I'm not."

Mitchie bit her lip, wanting to ask Alex how many girls she'd actually been with, but knowing it was probably better if she didn't. After all, every time she'd seen this scenario in a book or movie, the characters always got in a fight. And she didn't want that. Besides, did it really matter? She'd slept with someone, after all, so it's not like she was innocent herself. But something in her told her that Alex was good, untainted…

"You know I'm not, right?" Alex asked, taking Mitchie's quietness as a bad sign.

"Of course I do," Mitchie said gently. "You're too sweet for that."

Alex smiled a little before her face turned serious. "So… Back to the issue of parents."

"Yours or mine?" Mitchie asked, sitting up.

"Yours." Alex sat up as well. "I think you should tell them if and when you're ready. Don't rush it or put pressure on yourself."

"And what if I'm never ready?"

"You will be one day," Alex said. "But I'm not telling my parents."

"I don't know if I'll tell mine any time soon. It really depends." Mitchie sighed.

"Well, if you want, I'm fine with keeping it our dirty little secret," Alex said.

"I don't think it's dirty." Mitchie smirked. "Actually, I think we're quite the lovely couple."

"Oh do you?" Alex smiled. "Well, I do too."

"Good." Mitchie nudged Alex's knee with her own. "But as far as secret, that might have to be an option until I get up the nerve to tell my parents."

"When do you think that will be?" Alex asked. "I'm not trying to pressure you, I'm just curious."

"I don't know, Alex." Mitchie shook her head. "It could be today, tomorrow, or even months from now. Just be prepared for them to be very angry and not like you anymore."

"Oh, can't wait," Alex said sarcastically.

"Hey, you can't blame them for being upset if they are," Mitchie said, reaching out and taking Alex's hand again. "They've had a lot to deal with from me this year. There are two things parents aren't too fond of hearing from their teenagers. First is that they're going to make them grandparents, second is that they're gay. My parents are getting both, here. Give them a break."

"Do you think things would be different if you weren't pregnant?" Alex asked, looking at Mitchie.

"If I wasn't, we wouldn't have moved in the first place," Mitchie said quietly. "You and I would have never met."

"Well, I guess everything happens for a reason…" Alex offered a small smile.

They sat in silence for a while, hands still locked together, trying to process what they'd just gone through. This was all mind-boggling. It was so much to take in in so little time. And now what was weird was it seemed as though all of this was supposed to happen. That Mitchie was supposed to get pregnant so she would have to move, and therefore meet Alex, who she would soon fall for. It was like something out of a movie or a book. It was too good to be true. It was as if they were destined to be together, like it was fate…

But that was too weird. These things didn't happen in real life. They weren't in a fairytale. This was the real world, where even though wizards, goblins, and vampires existed, things like this didn't really happen. It was all coincidence.

But, Alex really did believe everything happened for a reason. So, her logic didn't make sense. If it was all a big coincidence, then what was the reason? There is no reason with coincidences. It was all so irritating to think about!

Alex shook her head, a little frustrated. She didn't want to think about it anymore. She just wanted to live her life happily. What did it matter why Mitchie was in her life now? The important thing was that she was.

She looked over to her girlfriend to see her staring off into space intently. She seemed to be thinking about something as well, but if it was the same thing Alex was thinking, she'd never know.

She took this opportunity to look at Mitchie's stomach. She had to admit, it was growing every day, getting more noticeable. She had no idea how far along Mitchie was, but she couldn't have been too far if she wasn't that big yet.

"Do you know what it is?" Alex asked out of the blue.

"Huh?" Mitchie asked, turning her attention to Alex.

"The baby," Alex said, gesturing to Mitchie's stomach. "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?"

"Oh." Mitchie looked down at her stomach. "I have no idea, actually. I'm going to the doctor soon, though. I probably should have gone a long time ago, but with the move and everything, we just forgot."

"Are you going to be able to find out the sex?"

"I don't know if I want to know," Mitchie admitted. "Parents used to not be able to find out what they were having until the baby was born. Now we have science to tell us, and that's an unfair advantage. It's like cheating."

"Mitchie, just because our generation is privileged doesn't mean you're a bad person if find out what you're having," Alex said with a chuckle. "Besides, how will you know what kind of clothes and toys to buy for it?"

"I was just going to buy a little of both and take care of the rest later." Mitchie shrugged. "I haven't given it too much thought, honestly. But I'm pretty sure I don't want to know."

"Really?" Alex quirked her eyebrows.

"Really." Mitchie nodded.

"Well, what do you think it is?" Alex asked, switching her position so she was sitting cross-legged.

"I don't have a clue." Mitchie mirrored Alex's position, sitting so that they were looking at each other.

"Well, it can either be a boy or a girl. You have a fifty-fifty shot at being right." Alex smirked. "Unless it has both parts. That changes everything."

"Alex!" Mitchie frowned at her girlfriend. "Don't say things like that. You're scaring me."

"Sorry." Alex said with a smile, making it hard for Mitchie to believe she was actually sorry. "Oh my gosh, what if you're having twins?"

"Stop it! Shut up! Just shut up!" Mitchie covered her ears with her hands.

"Mitchie!" Alex laughed and tried to pry Mitchie's hands from the sides of her head. "I was kidding!"

Mitchie put her hands down and pouted . "You're not funny."

"I'm sorry," Alex said, meaning it this time. "Watch."

She crawled over to the top of her bed and sat, resting her back on the headboard. When Mitchie gave her a confused look, Alex opened her arms and smiled.

"Come here."

"No." Mitchie shook her head.

Alex's smile dropped, as well as her arms. "No?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I'm mad at you."

"Why?" Alex pouted, like Mitchie was still doing.

Mitchie crossed her arms over her chest. "You told me I'd have hermaphrodite twins."

"I wasn't serious about that."

"You still said it," Mitchie said, raising her eyebrows.

"Mitchie, I'm positive that any baby of yours will be absolutely gorgeous," Alex said seriously. "And as for twins, they're somewhat rare. They usually run in families or are a result of artificial insemination. If you don't have a history of twins in your family or the father's and you got pregnant naturally, I think you're safe."

Mitchie stared, thinking over what Alex had just said. First, she was flattered by the gorgeous baby thing. Second, however, she was terrified. Did Shane have a history of twins in his family? She had no idea. And that scared the shit out of her.

"Hey, are you okay?" Alex asked when she noticed how scared Mitchie looked. Mitchie only shook her head. "Come here," Alex said, opening her arms again.

Mitchie crawled over to Alex, settling herself in between Alex's legs so that she was sideways, the right side of her body leaning into Alex with her head on her shoulder. Alex's arms instantly wrapped around Mitchie's body protectively. She was still slightly mad at her, but she needed the comfort.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked.

"I don't know if the dad has twins in his family," Mitchie said quietly. "I don't know so many things about him. And yet, I let him take something from me that was so precious…Something I can never get back."

Alex didn't know what to say, so she just sat there, letting Mitchie speak if she felt she needed to.

"But I guess it needed to happen." Mitchie sighed. "I needed to learn that lesson. I got what was coming to me for lying."

"Mitchie, no one deserves what happened to you, especially not you," Alex said, anger flooding her body. She remembered the story perfectly in her head. She'd felt so helpless when Mitchie recounted it to her. And whoever this guys was, Alex hated him. She didn't know him, but she hated him. He was the reason for the partial nightmare Mitchie was currently in. "Mitch, you're so great. You're the most wonderful, beautiful, sweetest girl I've ever met. Whoever did this to you is going to rot in Hell for it. Don't for one second think you deserved to be used and tossed aside like you were. You deserve so much better than that. You deserve the best. And I'm going to try my hardest to give that to you. Mark my words, Mitchie Torres, I will make you see how beautiful you are."

Mitchie looked at Alex in shock. Her eyes had gotten wide and she felt tears welling in them. No one had ever said anything that sweet to her in her entire life. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to form words, trying to find the right thing to say. Finally, she picked two very simple words that seemed to be all she could manage.

"Thank you," she said before burying her face in Alex's neck, her now-flowing tears wetting the other girl's skin.

Alex wrapped her arms tighter around Mitchie, her heart aching to see her like this. One thing was clear, and that was that this girl was broken.

And Alex was going to do whatever it took to fix her.

I don't know what I have going on. I put off a paper that's worth 40 percent of my grade to write this. It's getting to crunch time with finals and such. Most likely going to write during Thanksgiving break, but after that, it's really uncertain.

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