Role.

Twenty One.

(A/N: Well, we're past the twenty mark. Be expecting book two soon and this one ending. Any name suggestions for the second book?)

I watched as a short red headed girl my age ran out of the yellow cab and towards the door.

"Honk." I ordered Misha. As Lilian ran up the drive, he honked scaring the living shit out of her. Misha and I laughed hysterically at her reaction. She fell to the ground and looked like an armadillo.

I opened the car door and walked towards her. "Why didn't you tell us you were coming?" I asked.

"Because I wanted to surprise you." She replied hugging me. Misha came out and stood beside me obviously wanting to continue the subject we were talking about before hand.

"Hey, Lilian." He said giving her a brief hug.

"Hey, Mish'."

His hand returned to my side.

"How'd you even know where we lived?"

"Haley."

I told Haley where we were living now and she must've told Lilian. That would explain a lot.

"I also got the cash from my birthday." Jesus, that's a lot of money.

"Wow. So how long are you staying?" I asked walking to the front door.

"Two days. I gotta be home fast for my mom. She had another baby."

"This makes ten?" I asked clarifying how many children her mother had. They were a very religious family and didn't believe in all of that protections stuff. To each is ones own as my mother would say.

"Yep. Baby Nicole."

"Good for her."

"Not really, now I'm stuck in a room with like six girls."

"Wait, your parents have how many kids?" Misha asked going into the kitchen.

"Ten." We said at the same time. Mishaps eyes widened and jaw dropped.

"Wow."

"That's what everyone says." She replied and looked at me. "You guys have a guest room?" She asked. I led her through the house and into the room.

"Here." I said pointing to the bed.

"I think I might pass out. Feeling really jet lagged." She said and unzipped her suit case.

"Sounds good. I'll be with Misha in our room or the living room if you need anything. Washroom is right across the hall." I closed the door and exited. What was she doing here? So unexpected.

I walked down and saw Misha chugging back a few of his prescribed blood pressure pills.

"That was unexpected." He said setting the cup in the dishwasher and starting it.

"You're telling me. Would you like to continue our conversation? She's gone to sleep." I suggested.

"Yes." He started walking towards the living room and sat on the couch.

"So, I think we should have a kid now so that you're not fifty and raising a five year old. We both have good jobs and we're out of debt."

"Sounds like a plan. When do you get off your... Period?" He asked folding his legs under him. I walked over to the wine fridge and brought out two glasses and a bottle of red wine, then proceeded to pour it.

"In two days. I should be good for fertility in a week." I sat down beside him and placed my foot on his leg after passing him a glass.

"You shouldn't be drinking underage when a friend is over." He scolded.

"What did I say about the underage thing Mish'?" I pointed at him and narrowed my eyes.

"Not to talk about it because it makes you feel like a baby, okay okay." He signed and poked my foot.

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Lilian was driving me insane.

INSANE.

No privacy whatsoever. I was on set and she was waiting outside with Guy who wasn't filming. Poor guy was basically being mauled. Thank God she went back today. I was going mental.

I mean, she's a good friend and all, but Misha and I were just trying to sort out some things. So realistically, it was just bad timing.

We got the scene done and I handed the baby back to her mother. I walked out of the set and Lilian was there, sure enough, with her luggage getting ready to say goodbye.

"I have to go. Cabbies on his way." She gave me a big hug and left. "I'll text you!"

"Bye!" I waved as she ran to the drive.

"Can I say thank god?" Misha asked.

I swatted his stomach. "Rude, but yes."

Jensen came out, running away with a pack of sour candies.

Next came Jared. "Give those back! Their mine!" He screamed. As Jared approached Jensen, He tossed the sour gummies at me and I started to run away. I then climbed up the back of my trailer and laid down flat, watching as Jared ran by totally confused.

Actually, everyone was.

"Where'd she go?" Jared asked Zabrina who was in hysterics.

"That way." She giggled pointing towards Stage C. He ran off into the distance. Once I figured he was gone for good, I popped my head up and ate a few gummies.

"Don't think he'll mind me stealing a few." I yelled down to her.

"Duck down. Here he comes again." She replied. I ducked back down and Jared ran back.

"She wasn't there."

"Then I don't know where she went." I heard the makeup door shut and Zabrina left he scene.

I could hear Jared's feet pound against the ground and mess up the gravel as he paced. That's when I ripped off a piece of the sour candy and tossed it at his head, silently slamming back down on my trailer.

"Where are you?" He shouted.

I stayed silent and let him get angry and anxious. I knew how much he loved his candies, and here I was eating them as I hid from him.

"Veronica Emily Issac, where are you and where are my sour gummies?!" He shouted louder. I tossed a full sour candy over the top of the white shiny trailer roof. I then stood up and hopped over to the trailer parked behind mine, and onto the building behind it.

"I see you!" Jared shouted running after me. I didn't look down. I didn't want to look down. Height issues weren't my priorities right at this issue. Running away from Jared and eating all his candies was. I ran towards the door as fast as I could, and entered the building. I stood there and ate all his candies then tossed the wrapper into my jean pocket. I was going to become a diabetic one day, and I might as well get as much sugar inside me as possible.

I ran down the steps and down the ladder onto the concrete floor, past Guy and right into Jensen.

"Mission complete?" He asked. I showed him the empty Bulk Barn bag. "Well done." He patted my bag. The door was whipped open to reveal a blinding light compared to the inside of the studio in which my eyes had adjusted to, and then a mad Jared Padaleki.

"Sour gummies. Now." He held out his hand. I gave him the empty bag and as if on que, I burped loudly.

"Disgusting. You owe me five dollars." Jared said attacking me and snatching my wallet.

"No!" I tried to squirm out of his hold but it was no use. He grabbed my wallet and pulled out a five.

"Thank you, have a nice day." He then walked out of the building.

(A/N: sorry it's so short. I'm going camping and I may not be able to update that much. I'll be writing still though. The photo posted above was just tweeted today by Misha... Why he had a bunch of storm troopers surrounding him as he ran around some place called the SDCC, I have no idea.)