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Chapter Eight
Rebekah waltzed into the Salvatore/Forbes residence with purpose, carrying her purse, magazines and large wish list wedding book. It was early morning; she had come over for breakfast and to see her fiancé before he left for work. She entered the kitchen, dropping everything onto the kitchen table before striding over to Stefan who was standing at the counter preparing breakfast.
The kitchen was large, as was the rest of the house. There was a window on the far wall where the kitchen table sat that allowed natural light to flow through, brightening the room. The natural light emphasised the modern touch of the kitchen with the pale blue walls and stainless steel appliances, perfectly finished off with dark grey marble countertops and pure white cupboard doors. In the middle of the kitchen sat a center island with four stools along one side.
She snaked her arms around him from behind. "Smells good," she whispered into his ear, hugging him.
Stefan turned around and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned down, nuzzling her neck. "You smell good," Stefan murmured, nipping her neck.
Rebekah squealed, pushing him backwards. Stefan still had his arms around her waist and easily pulled her back against him, brushing his lips softly against hers. "Good Morning," he said, smiling down at her before kissing her nose.
"Morning," She smiled stepping up on her tip toes to peck his lips. Stefan tightened his grip on her hips, picking her up to set her on top of the breakfast bar.
Rebekah let out a surprised shriek and giggled, pulling him towards her with her arms wrapped around his neck. Stefan ran his hands up and down her arms then to her legs, gently wrapping them around his waist. He wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her flush against him so they were nose to nose.
"I think you should call in sick today, maybe spend the whole day with me…" Rebekah suggested before adding: "in bed."
"You're evil," he remarked, leaning in and capturing her lips with a sweet kiss.
Rebekah, being the one who wanted to take things further, pressed her body into his and tightening her legs around his waist, deepened the kiss. One hand was draped around his shoulder while the other ran through his hair.
She pulled back, catching him off guard, "I know." Rebekah jumped off the counter, patting a stunned Stefan on the chest.
"I think we have enough time for a quickie," Stefan proposed, grabbing Rebekah from behind and lifting her off the ground. He spun her around so she was facing him, with hands cupping her face kissed her.
"No quickies in the kitchen, especially while I'm home!" Caroline announced as she entered the kitchen, a sleepy Nate following close behind.
"What's a quickie?" He asked, looking up at his mother in wonder.
"Nothing, just go and sit down at the table for breakfast," Caroline ordered. Nate made his way over to the kitchen table beside the window.
Rebekah and Stefan were huddled together by the stove giggling like children. Caroline narrowed her eyes in annoyance, "I wouldn't be laughing if I were you," they sobered immediately, looking slightly guilty. "The breakfast is burning," she noted before turning to join Nate at the table.
Stefan spun around to see that sure enough the pancakes he had been preparing were sizzling. When they were removed from the griddle the underside was completely burnt causing Stefan to toss them in the trash.
"Why so grumpy?" Rebekah questioned as she joined the others.
"Someone kept me up late talking on the phone," Caroline explained, "funny; I didn't know Stefan was a teenage girl."
"Sorry, Care." He apologized, giving her a small smile before turning back around to prepare breakfast.
"So today I was thinking we could discuss the wedding. I already have the venue booked for the last weekend in August, I called-" Rebekah began before being cut off by Caroline.
"Last weekend of August?!" She shrieked, taking everyone off guard. "As in less than two months?"
Rebekah nodded, "it was the only date they had available without having to wait a year."
"We have two months to plan a wedding?" Caroline questioned in disbelief.
"Yup," Stefan smirked as he placed a plate of pancakes in front of Nate. A glass of milk and fork was added which Nate happily picked up and began to dig into the breakfast.
"That's impossible," She shrieked, throwing up her hands. "It'll never happen!"
"Oh hush," Rebekah interrupted. "It'll be fine. We just have to call the bakery, the caterer, the florist and just a few other things."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "this wedding is going to be the death of me."
"It'll be fine, Caroline; you know what Bekah is like." Stefan comforted when he joined them at the table with a few plates piled with pancakes. He placed them in front of the girls before grabbing his own plate with utensils. Coffee had finished brewing by that time so he prepared three cups.
The adults dug into their breakfast, complimenting Stefan on a job well done. All eyes had been taken off Nate, not noticing he had finished his plate. That gave him the opportunity to leaf through the book that Rebekah had brought over.
Rebekah, who had been immersed in wedding conversation, looked over to her nephew to see his sticky fingers over her wedding book. "Nate!" She shrieked eyes wide in horror.
Nate looked up confused; he was leaned over the table, both hands placed onto one of the open pages. "What?"
"Your hands are all over my book!" She cried scrambling to her feet to pull the book away from the boy. She looked down to see the tears in his eyes and bent down beside him. "I'm sorry, Nate, this book is just really important."
He nodded solemnly, wiping his eyes. Rebekah gave him a quick kiss on his head before walking over to the sink, book in hand.
Caroline went to stand up but felt a hand on her shoulder, holding her down. She looked up to see Stefan staring down at her, "I'll handle it."
Stefan made his way around the table to where Nate was sitting, eyes still watery. "Come on buddy, let's get you cleaned up." He reached down and picked up Nate, holding him close.
Caroline mouthed a 'thank you' to Stefan who smiled in response. Stefan climbed the main stairs and entered the main bathroom. He set Nate down on the closed toilet lid beside the sink.
"You know Aunt Rebekah isn't mad at you right?" Stefan asked, wetting a washcloth under the faucet.
"No," Nate pouted.
Stefan kneeled down in front of him and looked into his blue eyes that reminded him so much of his brother. "Well she's not, Aunt Bekah loves you very much, and she's just stressed." Nate nodded. "Let's get you cleaned up."
He grabbed the little hands, wiping them with the wet cloth. Stefan then wiped around his mouth and then looked over his nephew, checking to make sure he was all clean.
The whole time Nate never smiled and barely spoke a word to Stefan which was rare. "What's wrong, bud?"
"Nothing," Nate replied, looking down in his lap as he played with his hands.
Stefan placed two fingers under his chin to bring his head up so he could look at him. Stefan saw confusion and hurt in his eyes which broke Stefans' heart. "You can talk to me about anything, you know that?"
"Yeah," he murmured, looking back down at his lap again. Stefan watched but didn't say anything, noticing he was thinking hard about something. He wore the same expression that Caroline did when she thought too hard. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were turned into a frown. "What's going to happen after you get married?"
"Well Rebekah and I will move in together."
"You're leaving me?" Nate questioned, eyebrows raised and his blue eyes containing a hint of sadness.
"What?!" Stefan gasped. "I could never nor will I ever want to leave you, you're my best friend. I promise that I'll visit every day just to see you and we'll watch movies all the time, so it'll be like I never left." Nate nodded, giving him a small smile. "I will always be here for you."
Nates' face lit up, "family is forever, right?"
Stefan smiled; it was something Damon always said which had transpired onto Caroline who had no doubt ingrained it into their son. "You're wise beyond your years, Nate."
"I know," he smiled brightly up at him.
Stefan pulled his nephew into a hug, trying to comfort himself. He felt guilty for leaving him, especially after seeing him almost every day since he was born. Nate was like a son and it broke his heart that he wouldn't be around as much as before. Stefan tried to reassure himself, that they would still see each other all the time.
When he pulled back, Stefan noticed the light back in Nates' eyes. He was back to being his typical four year old self. "I have something I need to ask you," he said, getting his attention back.
"What is it?"
"How would you like to be the ring bearer at our wedding?"
Nate scrunched up his nose, "what's that?"
"You walk down the aisle with the rings and give them to us at the altar," Stefan tried to explain.
"That sounds girly."
Stefan chuckled at the comment, "it would mean a lot to your Aunt and I."
"Anything for you, Uncle Stefan," Nate winked.
"Thanks, little man." Stefan said and ruffled his hair. "Why don't you go down stairs and finish your breakfast?"
Nate jumped up from his seat and ran out of the bathroom. Stefan sighed of relief, glad that he had agreed and didn't put up too much of a fight.
/
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Rebekah flitted back to the table where Caroline was sitting. She dropped the book down onto the table, the page that had been ruined sitting open. Nate hadn't done much damage, just smudged a few photographs.
"He didn't mean to do that," Caroline said, nodding down at the book.
"I know and I feel bad, I over reacted," Rebekah blushed. "You know I love Nate, right? I would never purposely hurt him?"
Caroline nodded, "I know, just wait till you have kids yourself." Rebekah looked horrified, her jaw dropping open causing Caroline to laugh hysterically. "What no kids in the near future?"
"Not if I can help it!" Rebekah exclaimed, clearly disturbed at the thought of children.
The other blonde chuckled, knowing Stefan too well to know that he won't be able to wait to have kids. She also knew that Rebekah was far from ready for kids.
"On to more serious matters," Rebekah finally said breaking the silence. "Will you be my maid of honour?"
"I would love to!" Caroline cried, jumping up from her seat and pulling Rebekah into a hug. "We better start planning," She said seriously, pulling Rebekah back down into their vacated seats.
The two sat huddled over Rebekahs' wish list book, completely ignoring the mess from breakfast as they talked about the impending wedding. Two months to plan a wedding was going to be a challenge but something the two of them could handle.
Rebekah and Caroline were similar in the way they tackled problems. Both were organized and controlling, always wanting everything to be perfect.
They were broken from their planning when they heard Nate running down the stairs yelling something inaudible at the top of his lungs. When he entered the kitchen, he ran right at Rebekah, jumping onto her lap.
He sat sideways quietly staring up at his aunt, "Uncle Stefan said I get to be ring bearer."
"Is that right?"
"Yup," he beamed up at her. "I think it's kind of girly but you know I'll do anything for you Aunt Bekah."
"How sweet of you," she praised, kissing the top of his head.
"I think you should let me walk down the aisle with a light saber; that would be so awesome!"
"No light saber," Caroline roared.
"What no light sabers?" Stefan whined as he entered the kitchen all dressed for work in a suit and tie.
"No," Rebekah said, agreeing with Caroline.
"I guess that means the star wars theme is out of the running."
"No!" Nate boasted.
"No Star Wars, no Harry Potter, and no Lord of the Rings theme. We're going to have a normal wedding like a normal family," Caroline warned.
Stefan and Nate broke out in laughter, "we're not a normal family."
"No, we most certainly are not," Rebekah sighed.
Caroline got up from the table giving her a reassuring smile, "I got your back, future sister." She grabbed the plates from the table and proceeded to clean things up from breakfast. "Nate, honey, can you come help me clean up."
Nate reluctantly slid off Rebekahs' lap, grabbing the remaining dishes from the table and followed his mother, helping her load the dishwasher. Caroline picked Nate up when all was finished and took him upstairs to change and get ready for the day.
Rebekah waited until the coast was clear before jumping up and onto Stefan who still stood in the doorway. "Are you sure you have to go to work today?"
"Yes, I have a bunch of meetings lined up and I'm already running late," Stefan said before leaning down and giving her a quick kiss.
Rebekah pouted before returning the kiss. "Have a good day," she said with a small smile on her face.
"You too," Stefan retorted, giving her a kiss on the forehead.
Rebekah watched him walk out of the kitchen and into the front hall, grabbing his briefcase and exited the house. She frowned watching him go, sad that he'll be gone the whole day. If she had it her way they would live off family money and never leave the bedroom. But Stefan was a modest man and wanted to earn his money and work hard for it.
/
Klaus had had a busy morning with a few meetings with artists and potential clients wanting commissioned pieces. He was at a point in his business where it was doing well and staying afloat. It was actually really starting to take off and his pieces were getting more acknowledged and promoted within the art world.
He had told his assistant who practically ran the gallery for him while he was occupied that he was heading out for lunch. Klaus had made plans for lunch with Elijah earlier in the week, so Klaus found himself making his way across the city to their favourite restaurant, Al Dante.
Luckily Elijah had made reservations, knowing the place would be busier during lunch time. Al Dante was a fancy Italian restaurant in the middle of the city, attached to a shopping center and business buildings.
When Klaus entered he saw his prediction was correct, every table was occupied and many other people were waiting to be seated. Klaus made his way to the hostess, telling her he had a reservation under the name Mikaelson. She nodded and ushered him into the restaurant, taking him to his table.
He was disappointed to find his brother wasn't alone but with Katherine. Klaus slid into his seat across from Elijah and beside his sister-in-law. The two had stopped their conversation to look up expectantly at Klaus.
"You're late," Elijah stated.
"Duly noted, brother; I had back to back meetings all morning and couldn't afford to leave early," Klaus responded with a hint of annoyance in his voice. It was just like his brother to point out the flaws in him.
A waitress stopped by the table for their orders, each being placed respectively. When the waitress was gone Katherine finally spoke up. "So how's your love life, Niklaus?" She asked with a smirk.
Klaus wanted to growl at the question. First off, he hated when she called him that and felt only his mother was allowed to use that name. Katherine used it when she was trying to be the irritating sister that he already had.
"Just fine." He snapped, taking a sip of the drink that had just been placed in front of him. "And how is the pregnancy going so far?"
"It's fine, we should be finding out the gender at our next appointment. But only if Elijah wants to know," She smirked, squeezing his hand.
"Anything that you want, sweetheart," Elijah said, gazing into her eyes. Klaus wanted to puke at the public display of affection that he wasn't used to seeing from his brother. There was something about Katherine that brought that out in his brother, something very unnatural.
"Whipped," Klaus coughed.
"Mature," his brother rolled his eyes.
"How's Caroline?" Katherine questioned, her eyes shining with mirth.
"Just fine,"
"Elijah, did you hear he went on a date with Caroline Forbes?" She asked, looking over to her husband who just shook his head.
"It's nothing," Klaus groaned, not wanting to get into the likes of Caroline.
"You haven't been on a date in years, Niklaus, this is not 'nothing'" Elijah said, suddenly interested. "Tell me about the girl."
Lucky for Klaus he was about to speak when the waitress reappeared with their plates of food. Klaus dug in right away, keeping him from about talking about Caroline. However that did not stop Katherine from talking about her, it seems she had bonded with Caroline during the engagement party.
Katherine spoke nothing but praises for the blonde beauty, saying how well the two got along. She gave her all these tips for nausea while pregnant and even reassured her about the cravings and weight gain. This seemed to peak Elijah's' curiosity and interest.
"So you like this woman?" Elijah finally said when he finished his lunch.
Klaus looked up at his older brother very seriously and said, "I fancy her, yes."
"But she has a child."
"And you're an insensible moron, yet Katherine still married you," Klaus replied dryly. "You're point is?"
"That she has a child, isn't it a little dangerous to be involved with a single mother?" He questioned honestly.
Katherine scowled and hit his arm, offended at the question. "There is nothing wrong with single mothers!" She snapped.
"I'm just saying that Niklaus hasn't dated in years and the first woman he's interested in has a son. He has no experience with children; he would only be a disappointment to Caroline and Nathanial."
"Elijah!" Katherine gasped. "That's not true and you know that, Klaus practically raised Henrik."
Klaus had heard enough and pushed his chair out from the table. "I've had enough of this, brother." He leaned over and pecked Katherine on the cheek, "always a pleasure to see you, Katherine."
"Klaus, don't go." Katherine pleaded but he shook his head and left the table.
He couldn't decide if his brother was right or wrong about Caroline and Nate. Klaus headed back to the studio, feeling the sudden need to paint, to take his thoughts away from the confrontation he had with his brother. He needed to get his feelings onto canvas to truly understand what he was feeling.
Katherine watched her brother-in-law exit through the door and turned to look at her husband who was typing away on his phone, probably an email to his assistant or boss. "You're an ass."
He looked up, eyebrows raised. "I beg your pardon?"
"Do you not think Klaus has already thought of everything before pursuing Caroline? Did you really think he would be that selfish to get involved with a single mother if he did not think he could handle it?"
"I don't understand what you're trying to say."
"Of course you don't," Katherine muttered in annoyance before calmly standing up from the table. "I'll see you at home tonight" she said over her shoulder as she walked away from the table.
Elijah now watched helplessly as his wife stormed out of the restaurant, leaving him to tend to the bill. Not only had he angered his brother but also his wife and he wasn't sure how he managed that.
In all honesty, Elijah was trying to protect Klaus. He was trying to get him to understand that it wouldn't be easy dating this woman as it had with the others; that he had to consider the boy and his feelings above all else.
/
Caroline and Rebekah had been planning the wedding for a majority of the morning, barely taking a break. Rebekah had made a list of calls to be made later while Caroline flipped through the book and picked out flower arrangements.
"What was it like planning your wedding with Damon? Stefan mentioned you two were engaged." Rebekah spoke up causing Caroline to freeze what she was doing.
"We never got to the planning part," Caroline admitted, chewing nervously on her bottom lip.
"I'm so sorry," Rebekah placed her hand over Carolines' and gave a slight squeeze.
Caroline shrugged, "it wasn't really an engagement. He just promised that when he got better we would get married, something small and intimate. He passed away a few days later."
"Caroline."
"Bekah, please we don't need to talk about this, I've moved on."
"To Klaus?" She questioned, with a smirk.
"What about Klaus?" A small voice asked.
Caroline looked over her shoulder to see Nate standing in the doorway of the kitchen. She had set him to play in his adjoining playroom, having The Lion King set on the television. It seemed that he had grown bored of playing with himself and decided to eavesdrop.
Nate shuffled his feet and climbed up onto a chair between Caroline and Rebekah at the kitchen table that they had been working from. He grabbed a piece of paper and began scribbling on it with crayons he had brought with him from the other room.
"Nothing," she said quickly, trying to avoid the subject.
"We were just talking about to talk about her date with my brother," Rebekah smirked.
"What about it?" Nate questioned, not even taking a glance up from his artwork. Caroline peaked at what he was working on and it looked to be a picture of the family.
"Nothing really, we just went to dinner. I wouldn't even call that a date," she tried to declare but Rebekah was having none of that.
"It was a date," she nodded. "How would you feel about your mother dating, Nate?"
"Rebekah," Caroline snarled, not wanting to bring her son into the conversation any more than she wanted to talk about Klaus.
Nate carefully put down his crayon and turned to look up at Caroline with big blue eyes, "you're dating Klaus?"
"No I'm not, sweetie, Rebekah was just being funny. Klaus and I are just friends." She replied, sending death glares at her friend cross the table.
"Good," Nate nodded with a small smile as he went back to his drawing.
Caroline and Rebekah both shared looks of confusion. They were sure that the boy loved Klaus, especially after pulling off two pranks. But it turned out to be the opposite and Caroline was determined to figure out what exactly her son feels about him. The look on Rebekahs' face read that she was thinking the same thing.
"Do you not like Klaus?" Rebekah questioned hesitantly.
"Not really," he responded innocently, running his hand across the paper with a blue crayon.
"Why's that, Nate?" Caroline now asked.
They watched silently as Nate picked up another crayon, red this time, and began to add to his picture. She thought he didn't hear the question but Nate soon filled the silence.
"I mean he's alright, he likes playing pranks and that's cool."
Rebekah furrowed her brow, "then what's wrong?"
"I just don't want him dating my mom," he shrugged, continuing on with his picture.
"Why, honey?"
Nate sighed, putting down his crayon and looked up over at his mother. "Uncle Stefan's going to leave and I don't want to lose you too."
"You're not going to lose me." Caroline cooed, pulling Nate onto her lap and hugged him.
"How do I know that?"
"You're not losing your uncle Stefan, Nate. You know after the wedding you'll see us all the time, especially if I have anything to do with it," she winked. "I also know my brother and he would never take your mother away from you. Klaus is a really great guy; you should consider yourself lucky to have him in your life."
I don't know…"
"Just get to know him Nate, give him a chance," Rebekah insisted.
"Okay," Nate finally agreed, jumping down from Caroline's lap, running back into his play room.
Caroline sighed, dragging a hand down her face. She realized that if she were to ever date that it would not go over well with her son. She knew he was always wary of new people coming into their lives but she didn't know it would be to that extent.
"We could have avoided that whole situation if you kept your mouth shut about Klaus," Caroline growled, glaring at Rebekah.
"I'm sorry, Caroline, but isn't it good that you found out sooner or later how Nate feels about Klaus?"
"No, because Klaus and I will only ever be friends," Caroline vowed.
"We'll see about that," Rebekah smirked. She knew her brother well and she knew Caroline. She wouldn't be able to stay away from Klaus for much longer, especially if she had anything to do with it.
She glanced down at the discarded drawing that Nate had left behind. It was a picture with grass on the bottom and blue sky over top, the sun sitting in the far left hand corner. On one side sat a large house and outside were a woman and child. She could only imagine that it was her and Nate seeing as the mother had yellow hair and the boy had brown.
Rebekah snapped her from her thoughts, asking her opinion on center pieces, which was the next item on their 'to do list'. Caroline forced the thoughts of Klaus and Nate from her mind and focused on the task at hand, planning the wedding.
/
Katherine and Elijah had been skirting around each other all night, avoiding the little argument they had earlier in the day. Katherine was all ready for bed while Elijah was getting ready in the en suite.
She grabbed a few blankets and a pillow and headed for the hallway when she heard Elijah come out of the bathroom. He went to go lay down in bed, not even noticing his wife standing there glaring at him.
"What are you doing?" She bellowed, taking Elijah off guard.
"Getting ready for bed?" He replied innocently and confused.
"Not there you aren't, you're sleeping on the couch tonight."
"I don't understand," Elijah stated as he got up from the bed, staring at her across the room.
"You. Sleep. On. The. Couch." Katherine answered slowly.
"What did I do this time?" He muttered under his breath. She heard him sounding like a four year old and rolled her eyes.
Katherine didn't bother to answer but made her way outside the bedroom. Elijah followed behind, making their way through the hallway, passing the two other bedrooms and into the large living room. Katherine threw the pile down onto one of the black leather couches.
She turned around to face him, hands on hips, and looked very angry. Elijah involuntarily gulped, aware that he was in for an earful.
"You don't understand what you did wrong earlier, do you?" She questioned.
"Not really. I told Niklaus the truth and that was that," he shrugged.
"Elijah, you are his older brother! Don't you think he looks up to you?"
Elijah shrugged again, unsure of what really to say. "He's a grown man; I don't know why he would still be looking up to me."
Katherine growled, resisting the urge to pull out her hair. "You are so dense sometimes. He will always look up to you, no matter how old he is! If he is interested in the girl, let him be with the girl!"
"But-"
"But nothing, Elijah. Don't you think he had already thought a thousand times over about how things will proceed with Caroline? Do you not think he is aware that she has a son? Do you really think he would be that selfish to not take him into consideration before anything happened?"
"I guess so," he replied, dropping his head in shame. "Why are you standing up for Niklaus?"
"Because someone has to, it should be his older brother but he's been a little out of it lately." She answered.
"I'm sorry, I'll have a talk with him tomorrow."
Katherine smiled, "good." She made her way up to him, giving him a peck on the lips before heading back to their bedroom. Elijah followed close behind, excited that he wasn't going to spend the night on the couch.
She had sent him there before and it was a terrible way to spend the night. Yes, they had expensive couches but they were far from comfortable. He had a busy day at work the next day and preferred to get a good night's rest in his bed.
"What do you think you're doing?' Katherine asked, spinning around to face her husband.
Elijah, caught off guard, stumbled backwards so he didn't bump into her. "Going to bed."
"Not with me you're not." She said. "Couch. Now."
Elijah nodded, head bowed, and made his way back out towards the couch. Katherine smirked, hoping she had gotten through to him.
/
Klaus had spent the entire afternoon painting, trying to get his mind away from lunch and everything that his brother had said. He knew things wouldn't be easy with Caroline, he knew she had a son; he knew that them dating would affect him. He pursued Caroline knowing everything, being aware of his actions and so sure of himself.
However, now it felt like he had his confidence shaken. Elijah had Klaus questioning everything he was so sure about. Yes, he still had feelings for Caroline but now he wasn't sure if he was going to act on them.
After his mother had given him that talk at the engagement party and their date, he was positive that he wanted to commit. He wanted to be the one exception for Caroline; he would do anything to convince her of it. He was willing to be friends with her first, until she trusted him enough.
Now what was Klaus going to do? Was he going to still pursue Caroline? They had everything working against them as a couple. Was he even ready to be a father? What if things didn't work out?
Yes, they were just friends but they were so much more than that. Klaus picked up a clean canvas, dipping his paintbrush into a water colour and began to paint. He wasn't sure what he was painting but he was hoping that his feelings would get figured out. He needed to decide what he was going to do about Caroline; if he could be more or be just friends.
A/N: So is Klaus chickening out? Did Elijah have a reason to act like that with Klaus? Should Stebekah have a Star Wars themed wedding?
Let me know what you think or if you have any suggestions. I am all ears and love hearing what you guys have to say!
Spoiler for next chapter: Girls and Guys' night. Just imagine all the possibilities!