I woke up the next morning tangled up in Hunter again. I shoved my blonde hair out of my face and untangled the covers from around my legs. Hunter groaned and pulled me closer. I tried to pull my arm out from his grasp and he finally opened his eyes. "Good morning." He smiled. "Morning." "Was i...snuggling with you?" He asked. I giggled. "I think it was a bit of both of us. Why do you ask?" "I slept really well last night." He chuckled embarrassed.

                "No it's OK. Well it's D-day. Do you think this will work?" I asked. "I don't see why not. It wasn't our fault" He said. "Well good let's get going. I'll make us some pancakes." I said. "Great thanks." He rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom.

                I used that time to get dressed and head into the kitchen. Once I had poured the batter I heard the water cut on in the bathroom. I started some coffee. I was going to need some if I was going to handle today.

                Once the pancakes were done Hunter padded into the kitchen. "I need coffee." He rubbed his eyes. I handed him a mug. "Oh you are a saint." He smiled.

              "So exactly how much gel do you put into your hair?" I pointed with my spatula. "What to much?" He asked. I giggled. "Just curious." I said taking a seat and setting the stack of pan cakes down in the middle of the table. "Uh-huh. Well thanks for making breakfast." He said. "you're welcome." I smiled. "Love how you changed the subject there." "What I can't thank you for the pancakes?" He asked eyeing me. "No you can..." "Fine, I use a lot of gel OK." 

                         Once we had eaten the stack of pan cakes, we headed to the court house to speak with the judge. I was very nervous. I wasn't sure if this would work. I was hoping it would because the thought of spending three months with Hunter didn't sound like a good idea.

                We parked and walked in. Finally they led us to the judges office. "How is my favorite couple??" She asked excited. "Uh....good?" I said confused. "Oh i'm sorry big fan. Judge Harriet Turnbowl." She put her hand out to shake both of our hands. "Jessica, nice to meet you." I said. "Guys, i cannot wait for your spread in S-Magazine. My best friend did your article she told me all about it and how cute you guys were." She said. "Right, well that's why were here. We don't want to be together." I said. "Oh yes i got your case, i dismissed it. You guys aren't fooling anyone." She said.

                "No, we were drugged that night we really don't want to be together." Hunter said. "You guys did an interview last night, and you're planning a wedding....and you want me to believe you were drugged?" She asked giving us a look. "Well we were. You can do a blood test thingy." I said getting slightly mad that she wasn't believing us. "Wouldn't do me any good it's been to long. I don't know who you guys think you are fooling but i;m not buying it. Feel free to send me an invite to the auspicious occasion. Have a good day. You can see your self's out." She said dismissing us entirely.

            "Wait you're just going to dismiss us, just like that? You can't do that. You have to hear us out. This isn't fair." "Look you guys are just hitting a rough patch. All couples do that. You'll be fine. I have a busy day. Can I do anything else for you?" "Look, it was really a big accident that we got married. And we need to be split up." "I'm sorry guys, It'll work out." I stood up my mouth hanging open. "Our hands are tied." I whispered to Hunter. "Seems like it." He groaned.

                 We had no choice but to leave. It was clear she wasn't going to help us. "Well that worked out well." I said. "Yea OK so i guess we just need to wait." He said. "Yea. I wish we could just tell everybody that we are breaking up." I said. "yea but if we do the judge wont grant the annulment." He said. "I don't see why she's being like this." I said. "I think because she's a 'big fan' she wants to see a happily ever after? Who knows." He said.

            "But we should be allowed to break up. I mean if we don't want to be together she should let us and give us three months then just do it." "yea but you know why she can't right? I mean if we were meant to be and we didn't stay together to see, we'd never know." "Yea exactly so who would care? I should be able to break up with whoever I want whenever I want."

               We got into Hunters car and headed home. He was going to go back to the studio soon and I was either gonna get a job or start my own line. "So OK i need my car. I can't rely on you for a ride you're far to busy." I said. "Right....Well we need to plan an actual day time for me to go home. Let me get my car and stuff. You let me know when you're free." "You heard the judge we gotta do this.  I'll talk to my people. I had just been working on the new album at the studio but I'm still in the writing stages so we can go. I know i usually write while on tour then come home long enough to record it then go again. But i had to do a music video and interviews. So the only person who knows we are fake married is my publicist everybody else told me to spend time with the new wife. So we'll be fine." He said. "It was in all the tabloids...everybody knows." I said. "Oh yea, i keep trying to forget about that." He said.

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                "Just talked to the guys at the studio, how about we stay until Wednesday. We could leave on Friday and stay at my house Friday night, Saturday and Sunday. Then on Monday drive to your parents spend Monday and Tuesday there. Get your car and stuff and then head home on Wednesday." He said. I mulled this over. "I don't know...i need my car but if we meet each others family's it's going to be so much more real." I said. "Well we have no choice this is what we have so we need to jump in feet first." He said shrugging. He was right, our families knew about the marriage not seeing each others families at this point would just be weird.

                "Alright." I said. "Have you given anymore thought to starting your own line?" He asked. "Yes, and I'm scared if I take your money..." "It's our money." "No it's not. Were not really married and you earned it all. Okay so please don't say that." "OK fine."

               "I just...I don't want to get business because I'm your wife. That's my decision and I really don't want to take your money." "Look when we break up, people are going to be really harsh on you. I at least want you to have this. Please let me do this. I think you have real talent." He said. I sputtered. "You don't know that." I said. He'd never seen any of my designs and if he saw them in the store he wouldn't know which ones were mine. "I kind of saw the book you had laying open on the table." "Oh." "I'm sorry I didn't mean to invade your privacy like that. It was just there. "No, it's OK. Thank you. I kind of bring it everywhere because you never know when you'll be inspired." "Right that's why i carry a notebook. I get it!! But please do this for me." He said. "OK I'll do it." I said. 

                                           It was Monday. The weekend was over. And while Hunter was taking some time off to go home with me, they really wanted to get this next album going so they told him he needed to at least work from home. I thought it was great of them to give us time alone, and if we were really married they'd be spot on. We both went into his music room. I sat on the couch and started drawing. I couldn't sew anything until I got my sewing machine from home, but I could at least sketch out some things.

                Hunter was working on a new song. He had a pencil and was tapping it against the pad in his lap. He sighed. "I'm stuck..."  "Well that makes two of us." I said. "OK how about i help you, and you help me." He joked. "For real, i can help you." I said.

                "Have you ever worked on lyrics before?" He asked. "No but i have a unique way of looking at things and i can spark a thought." I said. "It's just that i keep trying to come up with something. But every thought I have turns dark." He said. "You just need your flash light." I said not looking up from my sketches. "My what?" He asked. I looked up. "God. You know There's just enough hope when it shines, To go one scared step at a time When the world's too dark I find, my flashlight. It just means when things seem dark if you look for God he'll shine his light on the situation." I said.

                "I love that, i could do a whole song around it, I'm already so inspired...wow thank you." He said. "yea your welcome." I said. "Now let me see." He said. I showed him the dress i was working on. It was a long sleeved top with a v neck and it went off one shoulder. The bottom flowed out to the floor. I hadn't figure out the fabric yet, but I'd have a better idea once I went to the store.  "I love the top, maybe put it with jeans instead of making it a dress. Because at that point you already have so much going on." He said. "Hey that would actually work really well." I said. "Thanks." "No problem, i owed you." He taped his pen on my knee. 

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                "OK this is amazing i could get used to having a wife around." He joked putting some of the lasagna i had just cooked into his mouth. "Well thank you. I've enjoyed working next to you. You know i thought maybe your playing would distract me but it's totally inspired me." I said. "Oh good i was worried i was going to distract you." He said. "Not at all I think this is some of the best stuff I've ever designed. I don't bother you do I?" "Not at all. It's really nice to look over and see you working." He smiled.