Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long! But here it is Chapter Fourteen. Anyways, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter. I'm a little iffy on it, only because it's leading up to something, big, so I dont know. Anyways, sorry in advance if it isn't the best! As Always, Read/Enjoy/Review!

Chapter Fourteen: The Magical World of Disney

" Fairytales…do they exist? Or are we all just obsessed with the possibility?"

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" So, when exactly does Jared come home from tour?" I ask Evy, watching the way she studies the canvas, her eyes clouded like she in some far off land.

" December," Evy murmur's tilting her head to the side just slightly, " He come's home the first week of December and he'll be home the whole month before doing a state's tour from January to June. I'll be going with him."

" Wait, your leaving, for six months?" I ask, surprised by the news.

" Mhm. Now, hold still," she mutters picking her brush up again.

" Sorry," I whisper, suddenly feeling lost.

" Wait, your face. Your face is all wrong…"

" My face is wrong?"

" Yeah, you had a sweet, almost secretive look in your eyes, and smile on your lips, and now. Now you look all, all dark and twisty."

" You've been watching Grey's Anatomy again haven't you?" I try joking with her lightly.

" What can I say? Dr. McSteamy does it for me."

" You're a happily married woman, Evangeline, to Jared Leto, who might I add, is pretty damn gorgeous."

" Yes, I am happily married to the Drop Dead Gorgeous Jared Leto, but I'm still a woman who has a pulse, and don't act all innocent, you know you'd jump on McSteamy if you had the chance."

" That's not the point, besides I have my own living breathing version of Dr. McSteamy."

" Bitch."

" I wouldn't be talking Mrs. Rockstar."

" Yeah, I am married to a rockstar aren't I? Okay, where was I? Oh that's right, what has Brae all dark and twisty?"

" It's just, your going to be gone for six months, and Chase will be gone for four," I say trailing off as she hands me a bottle of water.

" What? Since when?"

" Since he got asked to head up another campaign in Africa," I say smiling softly, " He's so excited about it, and yeah I mean it's going to suck, being away from my husband for four months but.."

" Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

" Oh so you can look at me like I'm crazy and tell me to suck it up since your husband tours for a year at a time, if not more, no thank you. I don't want to be a baby about this," I say shrugging my shoulders.

" Okay, first of all I wouldn't look at you like you were crazy. It's hard, to be away from the one you love. I know that better than most, I just wish you would have told me sooner because I would have never agreed to go with Jared."

" I'm not going to keep you away from your husband. Besides, school will keep me really busy."

" You sure?" she asks and I nod my head.

The truth is though, I'm not sure about anything anymore.

December 8, 2012

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" Disneyworld! Disneyworld! Disneyworld!" I cheer loudly as I hand my suitcase off to Chase who beams down at me.

" Your awfully excited aren't you?" Chase asks and I nod my head quickly, " All right, who gave my wife sugar, in any form?"

I shoot a glance at Evy who sheepishly smiles at me, and I shake my head furiously behind Chase's back, silently begging her to not say a word.

" I don't know what your talking about. Jared, did you give Brae any sugar? At all?" Evy asks innocently as she smiles at Jared.

" Nope, wasn't me. Sure it just isn't her usual sunny disposition amplified by the fact that we are going to Disneyworld, because you know I myself am pretty stoked," Jared says, and I giggle uncontrollably as Chase laughs loudly shaking his head, and I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his lips.

" You taste like cherry Starbursts," he murmurs against my lips and I shrug my shoulders gently.

" Okay, so maybe I had one, or twenty, is that such a bad thing? I mean, sugar will keep me going, especially since Evy and I didn't sleep at all last night."

" Well, if you two wouldn't have put off packing to the last second…"

" Hey now, don't go knocking our packing ritual. We always save it for the last second, and we have never once forgotten anything," I say proudly pulling my jacket tightly around me.

" Well, there is that one time we were going to Mexico and you forgot your panties," Evy says, and I groan loudly rolling my eyes.

" Did you have to mention that?" I hiss and our group collapses into laughter as we climb into the car.

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" Brae. Brae. Braelyn. Braelyn Riley Mercier-Porter, stop bouncing," Chase says lightly, his hand resting on my thigh, doing absolutely nothing to stop my body from bouncing up and down.

" I can't help it. We're almost there," I very nearly squeal as I look out of the plane window as we make our descent into Orlando.

" I don't think I've seen you so excited for anything before."

" That's because you've never seen me in Disneyland. It's amazing. This, this is Walt-Disneyworld. It's bigger, and better, and just, ugh, I can't even explain it."

" You are so cute when your all excited. I should take you to Disneyland more often," he murmurs, pressing his lips just behind my ear, and I shiver.

" Mmm. You tease," I groan, and to distract myself I go back to bouncing up and down in my seat, nearly bursting into song, Zipidy Doo Da to be exact, when the wheels touch down.

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" All right, I don't think I fully understand. You actually dress up, as a movie character and walk around a theme park all day?" Chase asks as he stares at me, perplexed.

" Yes, I do. What is so hard to understand about that?" I ask slowly unzipping my garment bag.

" But, why?" he asks and I roll my eyes.

" Okay. So the first time I remember going to Disneyland it was the Halloween before I turned six, and my parents, and Evy's parents, decided to let us dress up, and I have never had so much fun in my life. So every year, we would go to Disneyland on Halloween and dress up. It became tradition. Every year, even after our parents died. So that's why. That's why at least one day on this trip we're going to dress up," I say pulling the gown from the hanger and laying it on the bed, " But, if its really that absurd of a thought for you, you don't have to. I get it."

" Hey, hey," he says grabbing my shoulders turning me to look at him, " I'll do it. For you, and who knows maybe I'll have a lot of fun, but even if I don't, I'll be happy to do it with you."

" Good, now lets get ready," I murmur kissing him sweetly.

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" Knock, knock. Hey Cinderella, you ready yet or what?" Evy asks through the door, and I grit my teeth.

" I'm having issues," I call back turning every which way I can, trying in vain to reach the strings on the back of the dress.

" Issues?"

" Yes, issues. Cinderelly-type issues."

" Open up," she calls and giving up I unlock the door. Evy sweeps in, and I stare at her, dumbstruck for just a second.

" Wow."

" What? What's wrong?"

" Nothing, its just. You look, beautiful. The dress, the dress looks exactly like the one in the movie," I say, " And your hair. I swear it doesn't look like a wig. If I didn't know better I'd swear you'd bleached it."

" Ahh, but you do know better. It's a wig. A really, fabulous wig. Now Jared, well, Jared dyed his hair," Evy says laughing lightly at her husband, " Yet, somehow he can pull off orange hair. Now, what issue of the Cinderella sort are we having?"

" I cant tie the corset on my own, I would have asked Chase, but seeing as how Jared and Chase were the first dressed and quickly departed for well whatever it is that their doing, I was left trying to tie it on my own. Not an easy task."

" Turn around."

I smile turning and with my hands braced on the counter, Evy sets to work.

" You know, they never mention this in the fairytales," I mutter once Evy's done.

" Never mention what?" she inquired helping me fix the velvet choker around my throat.

" That the princesses were tortured, corsets are evil things," I say groaning when I try to take a deep breath.

" I can loosen it," she says but I shake my head.

" No, it'll loosen on its own, it's just a pain in the ass until then," I say, and I smile linking arms with her.

" Shall we Alice?"

" We shall Cinderella."

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Okay, so maybe the whole dressing up thing wasn't the best idea Evy and I have ever had. There were a few issues. One. Our outfits were so authentic looking that every five minutes we've been stopped by parents and children wanting pictures. After the first few disappointed looks on little faces when their requests were denied, I couldn't take it, so I insisted that we stop and take the pictures, and sign the autographs of our alter ego's. Two. My dress was the biggest of them all, and I couldn't in any way, get on any ride because of all the poofiness. Three. Somehow, our costumes were so good that even the park employees were convinced, and that is how Evy, Jared, Chase, and myself find ourselves being put onto floats for the last parade of the night.

Great.

Fantastic.

Oh hell.

I shake furiously as I stand next to Chase who has a bemused smile on his lips.

" Worried?"

" What do you think. Worst idea ever. We cant go out there. We don't know the choreography or anything, we're going to look like idiots," I whisper to him, and he takes my hand, his fingers lacing with mine.

" Just look at it this way, it's an adventure, and we'll be fine," he murmurs, and I take a deep breath glancing over my shoulder to where Jared and Evy stand on their float, all smiles as they talk to their other float mates.

" Your right. We'll be fine."

" I can't believe I'm going to say this," Chase says as we walk hand in hand out of the park, " But that was so much fun."

" Lucky for both of us, you were forced to take dancing lesson," I say laughing at the way he blushes, " I mean, who would have thought, my husband can waltz."

" I know, you two were just, dreamy," Jared jokes batting eyes at us and I laugh hysterically, but it's cut short when my phone rings, an unfamiliar ring tone.

" Hello?" I say smiling over at Evy and Jared who are spinning together, hands clasped.

" Braelyn? Thank God you answered. It's Nick."

" Nick?" I asked perplexed as to why Nick of all people would be calling me.

" It's Ty, Brae. Ty's sick."