♪Battlefield♪;{JONAS The t.v show}

♪Battlefield♪;{JONAS The t.v show} Episode Ten

Author's Note: I know. I know. You all want to kill me for promising to update but never actually doing it. I apologzie A lot has been happening and it's been keeping me from my writing. And I had lost my muse in the process. And again, I am sorry. So very sorry. But I'm pushing everything aside and writing you a new chapter for this story. Please enjoy. <3

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Humming softly, a soft, timid laugh left my lips as I faced Frankie's teddy bear that was mounted up on a shelf. "Oh, you have to go now? Ah, I see. You are a wonderful dancer." I paused before continuing, "Will I ever see you again?" I grabbed at the imaginary fabric of my dress and did a small curtsie.

"May I cut in?" I turned to see Nick, who was Cornelius at the moment and gasped with a small, "Oh!" My features twisted into those of fear and confusion as I turned and ran towards the recreational area in the boy's room, Nick following behind. "Don’t, no, wait-wait, come back!" I stopped running, hiding behind couch, gazing up at him. "Oh, I – I apologise, I didn’t mean to frighten you." I looked down to the toy truck he held, then stood and made my way back to where I had started before. His gaze followed my own and a soft smile covered his lips, tossing the sword onto Joe's bed. "Oh. There, see? No more sword. Now, will you come out?" Hesitantly, I stepped forward and he made his way to me. "Ah. What… Wait a minute. What are you staring at? Well, say something, will you?"

My eyes widened as I looked back to the bear, then back at Nick and gasped. You’re… Oh! You’re one of them!" Nick stopped a few feet from me, brows pulling together, his forehead creasing. "Uh, I beg your pardon?" Pointing to the bear, I gazed excitedly at Nick. "I thought I was the only one my size in the whole world!"

"Why would you think that?" Came another voice. At first, I thought it was Nick, but he looked as confused as I felt. We turned and looked to see Joe enter the room with a bowl of graps, popping one into his mouth. I laughed softly, shaking my head. "Nick and I are rehearsing for auditions," I replied. Nick nodded. "Before you interrupted," he added. "Rayne was doing great." I looked over at him and smiled, blushing faintly. "Yeah, well, you were a close second."

"Ha!" Joe laughed out, causing Nick and I to give him a quizzical look. "Joe... What's in those grapes?" Joe's brows raised, hiding behind his bangs. "Nothing but good ol' grape juice!" He replied, throwing himself onto his bed where he could see us. "C'mon. I wanna see you guys act and be awesome." Laughing softly, I turned to Nick. "Should we just go to 'Let Me Be Your Wings?'" Nick nodded.

"Let's start with us getting on Buzzby." Nodding, I moved to stand behind him, placing my hands against his shoulders. I glanced over at Joe who wiggled his brows, causing Nick to shake his head. "Aaaaaaand action!" Joe called. Holding back a small laugh, I recited my line. "Oh, I wish I had wings..." My hand delicately brushed against Nick's back. He turned a bit to look at me, a charming smile gracing his lips. "Maybe someday you will." We locked gazes and shared an innocent, loving stare. I looked away after a moment, feeling my cheeks color. Nick cleared his throat and looked forward. "Hold on tight." I wrapped my arms around his waist as he pretended to shoot forward."Whoa!"

"Let me be your wings, let me be your only love. Let me take you far beyond the stars; Let me be your wings. Let me lift you high above everything we’re dreaming of will soon be ours." Nick placed his hands over mine and lifted them from his waist as he turned to face me. He pulled me to his side, improving. We hadn't rehearsed, or choreographed the dance yet, so we just started swaying. "Anything that you desire, anything at all. Every day I’ll take you higher and I’ll never let you fall," he sung out, his soulful voice filling the room. "Let me be your wings. Leave behind the world you know, for another world of wondrous things..." He twirled me out, then brought me back to him, wrapping his arms around me. "We’ll see the universe and dance on Saturn’s rings. Fly with me and I will be your wings.~" His arms fell and covered my hands as he led me towards Joe. With Nick's assistance, I stepped onto Joe's bed.

"Anything that you desire, anything at all." Our hands were still intertwined as I made my way to the edge of the bed, singing my line, "Anything at all,"

"Every day I’ll take you higher, and I’ll never let you fall," Nick sang, releasing my hand and taking a step back. I jumped up and off of the bed, singing, "You will be my wings," just as Nick wrapped his arms around me, catching me before I hit the ground. I gasped softly, winding my arms around his neck. He grinned down at me, breaking character. "Did you think I'd really let you fall?"

I blushed and stuck my tongue out at him. "Well, yeah. Only becase you weren't as close as I thought you'd be," I retorted. He chuckled and leaned in, softly pecking my cheek and placing me down. "I'd never let you fall, Rayne. Trust me." I smiled up at him, hiding my blush.

"T-that... Was beautiful!" Joe cried, wiping his tears. I jumped, forgetting that he was in the room. I turned to him, laughing softly. "C'mon, be honest." He raised a brow and nodded. "I was being honest. You guys are... Cute." I shut my eyes, blushing now, a smirk that held vengance covering my lips. I didn't look back to see Nick's reaction and was glad when Stella called for him downstairs. "Coming Stell!" Nick replied. "Behave," he told Joe before turning and sliding down the pole to reach the first floor. Joe grinned and sat up as I opened my eyes.

"Ooooh, someone likes Nick~" I grabbed a pillow from the floor and threw it at him, making him spill his grapes. "I don't like him..." Joe, seeing the spilled grapes, left his plate and slid off of the bed, tapping his fingers together. "That whole scene says different."

"It's called acting."

"Which is an excuse actors use for lying," Joe retorted cleverly. I parted my lips to retory but he held up his hand. "Ah, I have the imaginary speaking stick." Lowering his hand, he poked my shoulder. "Look, you have nothing to worry about. You and me, we're like this," he lifted his intertwined fingers. "You help me with Stella and I'll help you with Nick." He held out his hand, raising expectant brows.

"Not that I'm admitting to feeling anything but friendly feelings towards your brother... But deal." I reached over and shook his hand, grinning. "Now let's go downstairs before they think we're plotting something." Joe released my hand and blinked.

"But we are plotting something." I waved him off, pressing a finger to my lips.

"Shh! They aren't supposed to know."

"Oh right!" I laughed softly and shook my head, deciding to take the stairs. Joe followed me and we entered the living room to see Nick and Kevin talking with Macy and Stella. "Hey guys," Joe greeted cooly as I waved.

"Rayne!" Stella stood and crossed the room, hugging me. I hugged her back and smiled brightly. "Sooo, I heard you and Nick were rehearsing.." She grinned. "Did you guys do the kissing scene?"

"There's a kissing scene!?" Everyone turned to Macy who shrunk into the couch, looking away casually. I chuckled softly, looking back at Stella and shaking my head.

"No, we did Thumbelina and Cornelius' first meet. And I gotta say, we rocked it." Stella squealed.

"Oh, I'm SO excited to see your auditions tomorrow! It stinks that you can't do it together though. But you'll both get the part anyway!" I smiled brightly as Stella went on, talking about the costumes. Let's hope I get the part, I thought to myself. I knew Nick would get it. He was incredible. But I wasn't nearly as good and I still had to see the talent the school held. What if there was someone better than me? I looked over at Nick and he offered a soft smile. I returned it and shook the thoughts from my head. I had to stop thinking negatively and believe in myself.

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Author's Note:

What'd you think?

And I'm thinking about writing Holiday one-shots for Nick, Kevin, and Joe Jonas. :) Would you read it? Who do you want one about? Do you want it about a certain Christmas song? If so, send a message and let me know. :] I may write it for you!