It was finally the end of summer which meant that it was Final Jam.

Caitlyn was glad that her niece and nephew had decided to participate in the contest which was being judged by Dee, Nat Fox, Peggy Dupree who had the pleasure of announcing that she was a previous winner and what an honour it was to be on the other side of things and finally, Barron who had decided to take Shane's place in judging.

"...And the winner is...!" Brown's voice echoed through the hall. "Cassie Joan 'CJ' Valentine!"

The young brunette girl ran her hands through her hair as she came onto the stage in shock.

"Now, time for CJ to sing her original song again... Here's CJ Valentine singing 'When Hope Rises'."

Behind the stage, the rest of the gang clapped, wolf-whistling as the seventeen-year-old nervously sang her song again, slowly becoming more confident and happier.

"She couldn't have won without our help," Mitchie nudged Caitlyn's shoulder.

After Final Jam had ended, Mitchie, Mara and Caitlyn joined the guys in Nate's cabin.

"Hey, fiancée."

Caitlyn grinned, quickly placing a kiss on Nate's lips. "Hi, fiancé."

"Okay, we get it." Shane rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless.

"So, summer's finally over..." Mitchie said, wrapping her arms around Caitlyn's shoulders as they watched their guys pack. "Back to our busy schedules and year-long break.-

Shane glanced up, giving her a soft smile. "It doesn't have to be over just yet, Mitch. Canoe ride?"

Mitchie's eyes brightened up. "Thought you'd never ask..." She grinned, taking his hand and leading him out.

Caitlyn suddenly felt a bit colder, a bit sadder. "We went and got engaged yet we never even stopped to think what would come after. You said that by October, you'd move closer to me but that doesn't change the fact that you're touring the UK the day after tomorrow. When were you going to tell me?"

Nate sighed, shrugging. "I didn't want you to worry. It... It's until December."

"Four months?" Caitlyn whispered, shocked.

"Why don't you come with me? Just like you're coming with me for my next tour in the rest of Europe from February to March."

Caitlyn shook her head. "I can't. I have a job. Two jobs. Mitchie... she may be taking a break but I have other artists to produce for. I am in quite a demand since they've found out that Mitchie's out of the picture for a short while."

"That's great, Caity. You're following your dream... What about singing? An album?"

Caitlyn smiled softly. "I'd save that for YouTube and OSTs. I'm not really a singer. I've always been the behind the scenes kind of girl. A backup dancer... Singing doesn't fit in my career choice as a full-time thing. It also fits in with my plan to hang out with Mitchie anyway."

"So... We're stuck?"

Caitlyn sat down, patting the space beside her and waited until he joined her. "Just a little break, babe. We're not breaking up... We're just not going to be in the same room for a while. We've handled six years, what's a little more?"

"Don't joke about that. Those years were hell. Not knowing who I was waking up next to. Being a complete ass. Breaking ties with my family..." He took a deep breath as tears threatened to fall.

"Please don't cry. You'd set me off."

"I hated myself, Caitlyn."

Caitlyn blinked her tears away as she leant her chin on his shoulder, raising a hand to play with his ear. "Do you hate yourself now?"

"A little..."

"Why?"

"Because I hurt you."

She shrugged. "I hurt you too."

"Not as much as I did."

She chuckled. "No, I guess not. But you shouldn't hate yourself because right now, you're living the dream. A hot and sexy fiancée by your side, a dream job, two dogs..."

A smiled grew on his face as he turned it to kiss her nose. "Who says you're hot and sexy?"

She feigned a gasp, hitting him lightly as he quickly flipped her onto the bed, placing kisses down her neck. "You've got to pack."

"Shane's busy so he won't come back anytime soon..." He ignored her. "What do you say? Old time's sake."

Caitlyn looked up at his brown eyes, sparkling with adoration and joy. "Take me." She whispered.

...

Lola quickened her pace, jogging after him.

"Sander, please."

He stopped, turning around to shake his head. "You've made your choice, Lola. This relationship stays professional, I get it. Now, you can feature on mine and Barron's next album-"

"Shut up..." She breathed out, kissing him. "I'm done with him. I'm done with Louis. I want you and LJ."

Sander was shocked but he placed a longing kiss on her lips and smiled.

"Are you sure?"

Lola nodded. "So sure that when you refused to talk to me, I secretly went back to London and..." She stepped to the side with a large grin. "Sander, meet my son LJ, baby meet Sander."

The little child toddled up to Sander and raised his arms up. "Up!"

Sander's mouth widened in awe as he bent down to carry the small child in his arms.

"He likes you."

"I like him too." Sander took his tiny hand and stroked it. "So, you're both staying here?"

Lola nodded. "My parents, they moved to Salt Lake a couple of months ago so I'll get LJ settled there before I come to LA."

"Or... you guys don't have to be split up. I can move to Salt Lake City."

Lola beamed. "But what about the music?"

"We'll still make music from SLC, won't we?" He asked the small child who grinned up at him. "You guys are my future now and if that means moving across the country for you, I will."