Caitlyn wished that everything didn't have to be so engrossed in drama, back-stabbing and bitching but sometimes life carried those things with a stride.

She sat by the lake, bringing her knees up to her chin as she watched the troubled waters crash against the pillars that held her.

"Hey," she heard.

Shane sat beside her and from his tone, she could tell that he'd been crying too. Who wouldn't after your potential wife loved your brother more than she loved you?

"Hey."

"I don't know what to say or do, Caitlyn." Shane sighed, fiddling with a strand on his shirt as his other hand found his brightly coloured hair.

Caitlyn shrugged. "Start again, move on. Find someone other than Mitchie."

"I can't... I guess what Nate said about you was true."

Her attention peaked as she turned to face him. "What?"

"You're like a drug to him. Mitchie's the same to me. We both fell hard for you girls and without you both for these past years have been torture."

"I can't imagine what it must have been like for you."

Shane chuckled bitterly. "Yeah, getting into drugs because of my issues probably wasn't a great idea." He shuffled so that his legs hung over the deck. "Uncle Brown got me out of that funk, not my parents. Told me that this place would help and it did in a way."

"But didn't your new sound help? Or your new band?"

"They did and they're amazing but sometimes, family values are valued more than friendship."

Caitlyn nodded. "I can't believe we're having a civil relationship..."

"Same here. Look, I know you don't care but Nate would never go after Mitchie. He loves you. I can tell because all summer, he hasn't stopped talking about you or fantasising about you. You're his everything after Brayden. And as for Mitchie... well, God knows. I don't know what's been going through her mind but I do know that this Antonio guy's a potential husband for her. Connie told me about them."

Caitlyn rubbed her face and groaned loudly. "I know that Nate would never love her and do that to me but the fact that he failed to tell me hurts me and the fact that my best friend has feelings for him as well?"

"Potential feelings."

"She said she loved him."

"Then she responded with 'but'," Shane argued. "There might still be a chance for all of us, Cait."

She shook her blue locks and shrugged. "How?"

"We both need to not be so abrupt and we have to be willing to listen for once."

"Who did you talk to?" Caitlyn smiled a little.

Shane laughed. "Funnily enough, Dee. She's great when it comes to this stuff."

"Good on her," Caitlyn smiled. "Come on then, let's listen to what they have to say."

...

"Dad!"

"Not now, Brayden!" Nate snapped as he packed away his laptop and camera.

The young child stepped away hurt as tears threatened to fall.

Nate sighed and closed his eyes before turning to his son. "Sorry, Brady... Daddy's just upset but you can tell me what you want, okay?"

"I wanted to show you a picture I made of you and Caitlyn..." Brayden replied quietly as he stuffed the picture in Nate's hand and looked away.

Nate's heart broke even more as he stared at the childishly drawn picture of Caitlyn kissing his cheek and hearts erupting from the action. "It's... great, buddy."

"You really think so?" Brayden asked, wiping his eyes.

"I do, come here." Nate sighed happily as he held his son in his arms tightly.

"Why are you upset?"

His father flinched as he placed him back down and sat on the bed. "Caitlyn and I got into a little fight."

"Oh. Did you hurt each other?" Brayden asked, joining his father on his bed.

Nate nodded. "We said some hurtful things but don't you worry, it will be okay."

"Okay! I have to go back, now. Uncle Jason's teaching us how to spot birds!"

"Really?" Nate chuckled. He wouldn't have expected any less from the bird-loving big brother of his. "Then again, it is your Uncle Jason and he loves birds."

"They're alright. He showed us pictures of a really colourful one, parrots!"

Nate grinned. "Well, you better go before he starts looking for you."

"Okay, bye!" Brayden said as he ran out through the door.

Nate smiled, feeling slightly happier. His mood changed, however, when Tess Tyler and Nat Fox came through the door soon after.

"Here he is," Tess announced, smirking at him.

"Tess? Nat? What-?"

"You hurt Caitlyn, so I'm going to hurt you." Nat cut him off, her eyes narrowing into a glare.

Nate rolled his eyes. "For your information, Nat, I didn't hurt her intentionally. She got hurt by the truth and I'm willing and hoping to explain more to her if she'll let me."

"I guess I will."

Everyone turned to face Caitlyn who stood hesitantly by the door. "Can you excuse us, please?" Shane asked Nat and Tess who blushed and left the trio in peace.

"I've sent for Mitchie. We're going to solve this once and for all." Caitlyn mumbled, sitting down on Nate's bed.

"Caity... I'm-"

Shane protectively stood in front of her. "Let's wait until Mitchie gets here," he said.

Nate looked taken aback but failed to respond as Mitchie finally turned up, opting to stand near the door in case a quick exit was needed.

"Hey," she mumbled, crossing her arms.

Caitlyn sighed. "I want to listen to what you have to say first, Mitchie."

It was the unspoken rule between them. Sisters before misters. Although, this was a very special case and that rule may not even be viable.

"First of all, I'm not in love with Nate and I will never be. Caitlyn, in May, Nate and I bumped into each other and hung out for the first time in years. He was asking me about you and I asked him about Shane and a few home truths spilt. He told me that he and Shane hadn't spoken in a long time and he lost contact with Jason and I felt bad for him so as a real friend, I hung out with him since he didn't have any friends. Not once did he forget to ask about you every time we met up. Caitlyn, he loves you and I... well, God knows who my heart really belongs to. It wasn't long until Henderson got wind about us hanging out and forced us to 'pursue a mild relationship publicly'. I didn't want to because I knew how you felt about him for all of these years, especially when he was with Dana. Nate didn't want to because of you, especially since his public image isn't the best at the moment. I love Nate but I'm not in love with him." She took a deep breath and turned to Shane. "Shane, I am in confliction because of you. Seeing you again got me realising what I was missing when we were together. The reason why I wasn't too strung up was because I didn't want to mix my personal issues with my professional issues and I was about to go on a tour and I couldn't handle all the emotional stress our breakup had. Then, I learnt to shut my feelings out."

"And when you were upset about Nate being a dad?" Shane asked.

"I was thinking of Caitlyn," she said, turning to face her best friend. "Nate dating Dana tore you up and you were quite depressed for a while. But Nate being Dana's child's father? I was scared that you'd do something stupid and be even more depressed. Then I learnt about something new about you and I realised that you were stronger than I thought you were and I should really stop seeing you as fragile."

Caitlyn pouted before smiling a little. "Sisters before misters?"

"Always," Mitchie grinned, hugging her friend.

The bluehead then turned to her somewhat boyfriend and smiled lightly. "I guess your version's already spoken for."

"You sure? Because I have a whole lot of things to say-"

"Don't push it," she smirked.

Mitchie stood up and walked over to Shane. "I think we should have a little chat. Please?"

He looked over to where Nate and Caitlyn were kissing and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, let's go before they start dry humping or something."

She chuckled and nodded, happily accepting his offer to go before him as they stepped into the humid air.

"So..., my cabin?"

"Yeah," Mitchie smiled.

...

"Brown, take it easy!" Dee scolded as Brown heavily sat down at his desk. "You're going to have to tell them sometime."

"I'd been talking about it to Shane and Jason, the night of the storm. I've made a decision. Dee, as my wife and consort, you'll be taking over Camp Rock with the boys as your head managers. Jason will be your successor."

Dee was gleeful, delighted and happy all the same but there was a tugging at her heart. "You forget the other thing that you have to tell them about. Your children, Ethan and Ruby."

"They don't want a stupid old camp."

"'Stupid old camp'? This is your legacy! This is your heartbeat! Your children are stupid to not want this let alone get to know their cousins!"

"Those are your stepchildren-"

"And I'll be the wicked stepmother if I have to. Ethan's what? 34? And Ruby's 19. I think Jason, Shane and Nate ought to know about their cousins and that their uncle is sick!"

Brown sighed, his eyes closing as his wife went off on one. He loved the boys as if they were his own but all of them had recently found scraps of happiness for the first time in years. Who was he to burst their cloud nine bubbles?

"Brown, are you even listening?"

Brown's face suddenly contorted with pain as he clutched tightly at his chest. "My-my chest, it-it hurts,"

"Brown?!" Dee shrieked. "Hey, I'll call the ambulance! You'll be okay! I promise!" She sobbed, her fingers shaking as she dialled 911.

There was a knock on the door and Jason entered, Kelly strapped to his chest. "Hey, Uncle Brown, I just wanted-"

"Get help!" Dee screamed at him, holding Brown to her as she placed the phone on her ear.

"Uncle Brown!" Jason gasped before rushing out.

Dee turned back to her husband, tears running down her cheeks. "You'll be okay. I promise."

...

Shane leaned in close to Mitchie and her eyes dropped to his lips, licking hers as they did so.

It was light.

It was powerful.

It was short.

"Shane! Brown's having a heart attack!"

Shane jolted back from Mitchie, fear written in his eyes as he ditched the girl he so desperately fought for and followed his older brother to their younger brother.

They found Nate slipping on a shirt and heard his girlfriend in the bathroom.

"Don't even want to know what you two did and that doesn't matter because Brown's having a heart attack," Shane told him, causing Nate to push past his brothers and head to their uncle's cabin.

Dee was full on sobbing when she saw the boys enter and gestured to their uncle's limp body. "He's still breathing but... I don't know what to do!"

Nate was quick in his actions to gently place Brown on the ground and put him in the recovery position. He looked back to where his older brothers were frozen in spot, tears forming in their eyes.

"Shay, Jay, I know that this is scary but... Mom's hoping for us to save him. Aunt Dee, call her, please." He instructed, gently rubbing his uncle's back. "Shay, Jay, do something useful!"

"I'll-I'll go wait for the-the ambulance," Shane whispered, a sob escaping from his lips as he exited.

Jason looked down at his daughter and at his aunt. "I'll give Kelly to her mom. Then, I'll arrange for our friends to sort out the place."

"Thank you," his brother mouthed to him before sending a watery smile to his aunt. "We're going to be okay." He told her.