Disclaimer: You obviously know, I don't own Camp Rock. Disney would have a fit over what I write. haha.
A/N: AWWWWW! You guys rock! I'm so happy to hear all the good things you have to say and feel so blessed that I have the wonderful readers and reviewers I have! Also: Make sure to watch the swimming Olympics! I have some friends in it this year, and next Olympics I'm expecting to have 3-4 more really really close friends I grew up within it! I had breakfast with one of them today and we rode around in her sweet convertible looking hott! hahaha. Thank you again and go Matt Grivers(a close family friend and fifth fastest U.S. 100 breaststoker - who will prob make it next time's- boyfriend) and Katie Zegler! (My friend who I had breakfast withthis morning's close friend who is swimming 400(?) free along withother things!) and Scott Span (my sister's friend she swam with when she was younger)! Not to mention I want Micheal Phelps to set that record for gold medals! Too bad I quit swimming in like 5th grade and didn't swim again til high school. I use to be a lot faster than my friends so I might have been in Beijing! :( lol. Anywho... now, the chapter shall begin! :D
A couple weeks had passed since the incident and within the first few days, Danielle's condition had worsened. After numerous surgerys Danielle had slipped into a coma, of which she remained in to the day. No one talked about the incident and didn't like to reference Danielle. When someone would ask either Mitchie or Shane about Danielle's current condition, they would simply respond, 'The same.' and leave it at that. This would often cause a long awkward silence and hush to spread though the room and remain until someone worked up the courage to break the silence.
In these weeks, however, without the awful presence of the now hospitalized Danielle, Mitchie and Shane had began to rebuild their relationship which was proving to be stronger than ever seeing that they had been through so much together. Everyone evnyed what they had and wished one day they could be as strong of a couple as Shane and Mitchie were. Some people even joked calling Mitchie'The Soon-To-Be Mrs. Grey' to which she would smile broadly rolling her eyes and laugh it off. But in the back of her mind she always mused the idea of being with Shane for the rest of her life. Little to her knowledgethis had also crossed the mind of her rock star boyfriend who admitted to himself the thought of marriage scared the crap out of him, as it would any other man, and was the only thing that could strike fear into his heart. That's not to say he didn't entertain this idea often though, he new what he would say if the day ever came and he also knew he had never felt this way about any other girl he had been with. He'd shake his head acting as if his mind was an etch-a-sketch to ride himself of the notion and wonder why at this age he was even thinking about this possibility. He was so young!
Today Shane sat on the dock staring out at the water thinking about that possibility, it had begun to be an everyday occerence for him. He couldn't bare the thought, but it always seemed to be carved into the back of his mind.
"What cha' lookin' at?" Mitchie said bubbly sitting down on the dock next to him resting the side of her head on his shoulder staring out in the same direction as he was.
Shane snapped out of his day dream, slipping an arm around Mitchie's waist. "Oh, nothin'" He responded. "Just day dreaming I guess." He added turning his head to kiss the top of hers as a late greeting.
"Well, was it a good day dream?" Mitchie laughed.
"Yeah," Shane thought intensely to confirm his words. "I guess it was pretty good." He thought hard again, then corrected himself, "Actually, really good."
Mitchie smiled. "What was it about?" She laughed at Shane because it seemed like he had really went into a deep concideration when he answered her last question.
"Stuff..." Shane smiled as Mitchie glanced up raising an eyebrow because he wasn't telling her much. "You." He added to be very general.
She tilted her chin up, obviously wanting to kiss him, and he was more than happy to oblige. He swooped his head down to give her a soft, meaningful kiss. Mitchiesmiled into the kiss. Every moment she spent with Shane was like heaven.
They kiss broke and she rested her head up against him again, as her took her in his arms. Mitchie stared out at the lake again.
"What are you thinkin' about?" Shane asked grinning and following her eyes out over the water.
"You. All the crazy events. The drama. Everything that has brought us together, pulled us apart... made us stronger." Mitchie replied. A little hesitance in her voice afraid she might anger him for bring up Danielle in a way.
Shane took it in, sighing. "Yeah, I guess it has." He agreed. "Even though things haven't exactly been in our favor, at least we've made it though this so far, and hopefully, I'll have you by my side for whatever may happen in the future."
Mitchiesmiled at the thought. Was he trying to say he wanted a future with her? That he saw her in his future? Shane almost wanted to slap himself for slipping like that. She probably wasn't saying anything because what he said probably freaked her out. His thought s were cut short though.
"Yeah, I'd like that." Mitchie grinned looking up at him and kissing him again. They sat there the rest of the night watching the sun set. It was the perfect night. Neither of them would change a thing. And even though they didn't talk a lot, just the others presence was enough to keep them happy, curled up in each others arms.
The next morning Mitchie awoke in her own bed. She was a little confused because the last thing she remembered it was dark and she was on the dock with Shane. She didn't even remember walking back to her cabin.
"Sleeping beauty awakes!" A voice called from across the room with a smile almost heard in the tone.
Mitchie rolled out of bed, rubbing her eyes.
"Hey Caitlin," She responded. "Do you know what time I came in last night?" Mitchie asked a confused look on her face.
"Yeah, I think it was a little past twelve. You were completely wasted, you probably don't remember..." Caitlin said nonchalantly.
"WHAT?!" Mitchie practically screamed.
"Chill!" Caitlin laughed. "I'm totally kidding."
"Then seriously.." Mitchie said in a stern voice with some relief.
"You really did come in around twelve," Caitlin said matter-of-factly, "Shane came to the door carrying you. He said you feel asleep on the dock and he didn't want to have to wake you so he put you in a night shirt and then put you to bed. It was actually kinda cute." Caitlin smiled.
"Awww, that's so sweet of him!" Mitchie gushed thinking about her Prince Charming.
"Anyway get dressed! We have to be to breakfast in ten!" Caitlin announced. "Get movin'!" She laughed.
Mitchie and Caitlin walked into the cafeteria and found Shane. Mitchie sat down looking uneasy.
"What's up, Mitch?" Shane asked. "You don't look too happy to see me, or are you just confused as to how you ended up in your bed this morning?" Shane ginned, biting a juicy apple.
"Oh, no, Caitlin explained that!" Mitchie faked a smile. "Thanks by the way!" She added.
The rest of breakfast was kind of awkward and not much was said. When it ended Mitchie grabbed Shane's arm and pulled him aside.
"Uh, Shane can I talk to you?" Mitchie's eyes pleaded with him. "Privately?" Mitchie said seriously, glancing around at the other campers swarming around them.
Shane knew whatever was up had to be serious and the smile dropped of his face as concern took it's place. "Yeah, of course." Shane relied pulling her away from the crowds. "What's up?" He asked.
"Um, I think maybe we should go to your cabin to talk." Mitchie suggested.
Shane's stomach sank a little, maybe she had heard news about Danielle? Maybe Danielle had woke up from her coma, put two and two together and told police what she thinks really happened. Maybe they were being charged with intent to kill? All these thoughts rushed through his head as he tried to dismiss each of them.
They arrived at his cabin and Mitchie lead him over to his bed to sit on it. Mitchie's face was uneasy and nervous.
"What's going on, Mitch?" Shane asked again, trying his best to keep his cool.
"Well you know when we got the news Danielle was alive and we made up?" Mitchie beat around the bush.
"Yeah..." Shane said curious.
"Well, it's been two weeks since then and well I was suppose to get my... uh period three days ago, and I'm always on time I never miss."
Shane was wondering why she was telling him her period problems, after all they were talking about Danielle problems weren't th... it clicked and was confirmed with the next sentence.
"And even though we used a condom... Shane, what I'm trying to say is... I think I might be pregnant."
DUN DUN DUN!! How will Shane react?! That's a huge bomb Mitchie just dropped, and with all this Danielle shit? Tough break, Shane. Let's cross our fingers that he didn't knock her up! REVIEWS PLEASE!
