Tommy's POV

I walked into the kitchen the next morning and Christy was sitting there staring off into space.

"What are you thinking about?" I smiled and sat down next to her. She jumped a little.

"Oh... nothing much... I think I might get a job or something..." she said after a while.

"Why? We're doing alright." She laughed a little.

"All the money you guys make goes towards buying guitar strings and what not! And you're living off of apples! If I get a job we'll have a little extra and I can buy groceries." She smiled.

"I guess you're right." I chuckled. "What did you have in mind?"

"I don't know... maybe I could be a waitress ... or a librarian or something?... haven't decided yet... what do you think I should do?"

"I don't know?!... why have you thought of this just now?"

"... just excepting reality..." she sighed.

"Hmm... well I can take you wherever you need to go."

"Thanks." She smiled. "... I love you, you know that?"

"Yes." I gave her a kiss. "I love you too." I smiled at her an started to walk away. Then I stopped and turned around. "Um... Christy?"

"Yes?"

"Um... well, you know, I was thinking... what if we got married? I know we can't really afford much now... but I was thinking about it and we hadn't really talked about it..." I suddenly wished I hadn't said anything. I meant it but now I was extremely nervous. She smiled calmly and kindly which made me feel like everything would be ok.

"Well... I think it sounds wonderful... but it is something we need to think about and discuss..." she trailed off.

"I know, I have thought about it. A lot. And ... I just know that I love you so much! And I want us to always be together!" I smiled and sat back down. Christy started to cry a little.

"I love you too." She whispered. "But..." my heart sank. "I do need to think about it a little. So much has happened lately and..." she chuckled a bit. "When I was a little girl and I'd play with dolls or things if they guy said will you marry me the girl immediately said yes... But it is actually hard to say... you suddenly start thinking of so many things..." she looked me in the eye. "I love you Tommy. Don't take this as a bad sign." She smiled knowingly. It was strange yet comforting. "So let's both think about it all very carefully and... just see how things go. Is that ok?" She sniffled a bit.

I smiled and nodded. "Yes." I said quietly.

"Ok." She wrapped me in a hug and I hugged her back.

Paul's POV

"Hello?" I picked up the phone hoping it would be Christy for some reason.

"Hi, um, this is Pete Ham."

"Who?"

"Pete Ham. Um... Christy's friend."

"Oh hey! Yeah so you're calling to see about, yeah."

"Yes, when would you like us to come into the studio?"

"Um... could you come in today?..."

"Um, yeah, sure! Anything you want!"

"Ok so... could you make it around five?"

"Yes, we can do that."

"Ok then... see you then." I hung up the phone and sighed. This better not be a waste of time... but at least I'll see Christy...

I arrived at the studio and Mal was there.

"Hey Mal! I'm going to listen to a new band and see about getting them, you know, signed on or something. So would you like to help me listen to them and all?"

"Sure! I'm not doing anything right now." Mal smiled and we found an empty room and started setting up a few things. Soon the band arrived. They were grinning like mad and just gawking at everything. Christy followed in begins them also grinning, she looked so happy and pretty...

"Hey Paul!" She said grinning. "It's awesome to be here!..."

"Awesome?..."

"Um... yeah... it just means... gear..."

"Oh ok, well if you guys would like to set up that'd be great." The boys scrambled a bit as Mal helped them plug in and what not. Then he Christy and I went into the sound room.

"Um we're going to play a slower song that Tom wrote. It's called "maybe tomorrow". "

"Ok then, whenever you're ready."

A second later they started playing a slow ballad type song and they did sound very good. I looked over at Christy who was smiling so brightly. Which made me grin a bit. They finished the song and looked extremely nervous.

"That was very good boys! I think I can do something for you!" I grinned and they cheered.

The next day in the studio I started telling the lads about the Iveys.

"So, what you're saying is we should start our own label?" George asked.

"Yeah! And the Iveys would be perfect to be the first band for it!" I grinned.

"Hmm... that would be cool..." John grinned thinking. "Let's do it!" We laughed a bit at John and tried to get to work on seeing what we had to do.

"You know... we should probably talk to Brian ..." George said after a while.

"Alright then! Go talk to Brian!" John exclaimed.

This was going to be... awesome...

Pete's POV

"I think it went well!" I said smiling as we walked in the door.

"Y'all sounded amazing!" Christy said pecking Tommy on the cheek. She took off her coat and plopped her purse down on the side table. "Now I'm fixing a special dinner tonight so don't run off." She grinned and walked into the kitchen.

Tommy immediately ran upstairs to the small music room, he and I spent most of our time there. He looked like he was up to something... Mike laid down on the couch and put a newspaper on his face. I chuckled and grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. He grabbed it and blindly threw it back, missing terribly. I was going to go to the music room but I had a feeling I should leave Tom alone this time. We work together a lot and often walk in on each other randomly and work on things but this time I felt I shouldn't. I walked back down the stairs and passed Ron and his wife. They were expecting a baby in a couple of months. Tommy had been saying that we should ask him to quit, that he wasn't giving the band his all anymore and stuff like that... I wasn't really sure... Tommy's my best friend but... Ron's been in the band for so long he has just as much right to be in it as the rest of us... I dint know... I discarded these thoughts and wandered into the kitchen. Whatever Christy was cooking smelt delicious!

"What are you cooking there?" I asked, putting my hands on her shoulder and giving her a sort of hug. She jumped a little.

"Oh! Hey Pete! I'm fixing fried chicken and corn." She smiled.

"Mm! How did Tommy get so lucky! How did even meet you?!" I grinned and leaned against the counter. She laughed slightly.

"It was at a club. Some girlfriends of mind convinced me to go. At first I wouldn't but I finally gave in." She smiled and had a far off look in her eyes. "You guys were playing that night and when I heard Tommy sing I just..." she closed her eyes and sighed. Then suddenly she opened them and had a strange look on her face. "How did I know that?" She mumbled quickly.

"Why wouldn't you know that? Were you stoned or something?" I laughed. Her face didn't change and my smile faded. She looked almost scared then quickly turned around and continued cooking.

"It'll be ready soon. Tell the boys will you?" She said quietly in a totally different tone of voice.

"Alright...?" I said looking at her slightly confused then went and gathered whoever was here to come eat.