So...this is the end, everyone. Thanks for sticking with me for the past few months. I hope that you have all enjoyed the journey, and the story.

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Opening night.

The curtains were closed, but poised to be opened. The audience was in their seats. The actors were ready. The lights were ready. Everything was ready.

I was ready.

I stood backstage, looking at the group of actors, techies, and costumers standing in front of me. "Okay, all. Tonight's the big night. The night when all of our hard work pays off. The night when we get to show those people out there just how awesome a bunch of amateurs really can be. The night when we finally get our paychecks." A cheer rose at that. "Now, are you all going to make me proud?"

The cheer grew louder, and I felt a rare smile grace my lips. "Good. Now, get out there, and show me that you aren't all wastes of space."

I turned away from the group, and started to walk away, when I felt a hand grab my arm. I stopped, turning my head. "What?"

Cat stood behind me, her hand now by her side. "I just...wanted to say that I hope everything goes well for you and Tori."

I bit my lip, frowning. "How..."

"Saw you kissing before you came in." she shrugged, her eyes failing to meet mine. "Good for you. She's...a good person."

"Well...uhm...thanks." I shuffled my feet awkwardly, unsure of what to say. "I'm...sorry for the other night."

She shook her head, holding up a hand. "Forget about it. It never happened." She looked up, and motioned to her left. "You better go...the show's about to start."

I hesitated. "Cat..."

She smiled sadly, shaking her head. "I know."

"Jade!" I hear Tori call from the opposite side of the stage.

I took another look at Cat, who just nodded at me, then left, walking over to where Tori was waiting.

"Are you ready?" I asked, taking note of the excited, yet obviously nervous, expression on her face.

She nodded quickly, her hands clasped hard behind her back. She bounced up and down on her tiptoes. "Uh huh...just, you know...got a bit of opening night jitters."

I laughed, placing my hands on her shoulders, pushing her down. "Calm down, okay? You're going to be great."

"You think so?"

I rolled my eyes. "Would I say it if I didn't mean it?"

She cocked her head thoughtfully. "No..."

"Exactly." I heard the pit orchestra begin to play, and smiled. "Better get ready. Show's about to start."

Tori took a deep breath, her eyes closed. I took advantage of that brief moment, grabbing her arm, pulling her in close to me, claiming her lips with my own.

It may have been short, but damn it was sweet. I parted from her, laughing softly at the blush that was spreading across her face.

"Break a leg." I whispered in her ear. I turned around, walking away, leaving her behind, speechless.

I would be lying if I said that the show wasn't fantastic. Well, as fantastic as a musical can be.

Tori was perfect. She went out there, and did the best performance of her life. I couldn't have been more proud.

It wasn't over though.

"Vega!" I called out, walking over to her quickly.

She looked up at me, and gave a little squeal of happiness. She jumped on me, wrapping her arms around me, squeezing as tightly as she could.

"I did it!"

I coughed, trying to get some air in my lungs. "Can't...breathe.."

Tori let me go, her face going red. "Sorry...little overexcited."

I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. "It's okay. I'm used to it." I smiled. "You were great."

Tori's eyes lit up. "I was?"

I nodded. "Yeah...you were."

A giant smile spread across her face. "I'm glad you liked it."

"Yeah, well..." I scratched my head idly. "Uh, everyone has left, haven't they?"

She turned around, scanning the theater. "Yeah, I think so...why?"

I took a deep breath. "Because...I have a surprise for you."

"Really? What is it?"

I motioned towards the empty seats. "Sit down."

"Oh...kay..." she made her way over to a front row seat, and sat down. "Now what?"

I grabbed a cd player from behind the curtain, and sat down on the stage, my legs hanging off the edge. "Now? You shut up and listen."

I pressed the play button on the player, and the soft strains of an acoustic guitar came through the speakers of the machine.

I took a deep breath, then started to sing.

"Childhood living, is easy to do

the things you wanted, I bought them for you.

Graceless lady, you know who I am,

You know I can't let you slide through my hands.

Wild horses, couldn't drag me away,

Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away."

I glanced up at Tori, who was staring at me in awe. Her eyes met mine, and a smile spread across her face. I felt one start to form on my lips as well, and let it come.

"I watched you suffer, a dull aching pain,

Now you decided to show me the same.

No sweeping exits, or off stage lines,

Could make me feel bitter, or treat you unkind.

Wild horses, couldn't drag me away.

Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away."

I let myself get caught up in the music, floating on the notes and rhythms. God, it was beautiful. My eyes slid shut, and I was lost.

"I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie,

I have my freedom, but I don't have much time.

Faith has been broken, tears must be cried.

Let's do some living, after we die.

Wild horses, couldn't drag me away.

Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them someday.

Wild horses, couldn't drag me away."

I opened my eyes, catching Tori's gaze.

"Wild, wild horses...

we'll ride them someday."

The music died away as my last note faded off into the air. I breathed deeply, the feeling the music had given me quickly leaving me.

I heard a slow clap coming from in front of me, and I looked up.

Tori was standing there, clapping. I could see a tear slide down her face.

"That...was so beautiful." she managed to say, and I laughed softly.

"What are you crying for, Vega?" I hopped down off the stage, leaning against it, arms crossed. "It was just a song."

She shook her head, throwing herself into my arms. "No...it wasn't." She lifted her head, allowing me to wipe away her tears.

"No," I agreed. "It wasn't."

I leaned down, kissing her softly. She kissed me back, gentle and sweet.

I may not know what the world has in mind for us, but right at that moment, I had no doubt that we would be victorious.

The End

a/n: Wild Horses is the sole property of The Rolling Stones. I claim no copyright on anything.