A/N: Hello Step Up Fandom, and Moosille/Coose/CaMoose shippers. I am extremely new to this fandom, and although I always liked the movies I had never really seen all of them from start to finish, except the first one. I tended only to watch the big dance scenes. However I've been an Alyson Stoner and Adam Sevani fan for many years, I've admired their dance skills for quite some time. Having recently watched all of the movies, can you imagine how happy I was to discover the adorable pairing of Moose and Camille?

I read quite a few one shots and stories the fandom had written about this couple, and I was inspired. I'm extremely interested in the time after Step Up 3D, and before Step Up: All In, the reason….I'm a native New Yorker. I know all the places the characters visited in the movie. I figured, why not continue where the movie ends and shed some light on these places for anyone not from here.

So here is chapter one, hope you enjoy.

~Jezzy

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, or the Step Up franchise.

Chapter 1: He Kissed Me!

Camille PoV:

He kissed me!

He just leaned in slowly, pressed his hand gently to my neck, and placed a soft but amazing kiss on my lips. In the middle of Grand Central Terminal, with all the Pirates there watching.

Knowing Moose as well as I did, knowing how much he valued our friendship, I knew his kissing me like that, so publicly was very significant.

I could tell in the split second before his lips met mine that he finally understood my feelings for him and that he felt something for me as well. I knew we would eventually have to talk about what just happened, but right now I was the happiest girl in New York City.

Moose's arm wrapped around my shoulders, and I wrapped mine around his waist. He pulled me in close and placed a small affectionate kiss on my forehead as we all danced our way to the subway. We were headed to the Pirates temporary headquarters in the storage room in Coney Island that Kido and her family were allowing them to use. We were going to celebrate our World Jam victory with the MSA crew tonight before most of them had to leave back to Baltimore.

We were a very loud and joyous group. The voices of the boisterous crew echoed throughout the subway station. Even the most seasoned New Yorkers who were normally used to loud noises were looking at us in annoyance. Of course a group of dancers had to cause a scene and play around dancing through the turnstiles.

Moose let his arm drop from around my shoulders, trying to balance the box containing his new most prized possession, the Gunmetal Nike Dunks, while pulling his Metrocard out of his back pocket with the free hand that had just been around me. He swiped his card for me, and held out his hand in a bow as if to say 'ladies first'. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help the smile I showed, he was so cute when he did silly things like that. After I passed through I waited for him to meet me on the other side and as soon as he did he immediately replaced his arm to its former spot around my shoulders and I snuggled close to his side again.

We descended onto the platform to await our train, the chaos and hilarity of the crew"s antics had me laughing, and smiling. Suddenly, Moose squeezed me a little closer and placed another soft kiss on my head while he was talking with Jason. Our train pulled into the station and we all got on, finding seats quickly which wasn't too hard at this time of evening. Besides it seemed like most of the passengers gave us a wide berth, not wanting to be too near the roar of our group.

Moose moved his arm from around me only to capture my hand tight within his. He kept me close for the entire train ride, even when we transferred at Union Square to catch the train into Coney Island. The ride flew by in a flurry of excited conversations, jokes, laughter, teasing, dancing, musings about what was in store for Luke and Natalie, and plans for the future of the Vault and future battles for the Pirates.

Making our way from Stillwell we made our way towards the storage space. Moose continued to squeeze me close, laying soft kisses on my head, or smiling at me sweetly. It was like he was trying to make sure I felt comfortable, and included, all while keeping up with everything going on with our friends.. It seemed to come so easy to him, he never missed a beat. Why I was surprised I couldn't tell you, I knew that boy was born with the beat in his soul. No thought or serious effort, it was all in his nature.

I stared up at him in awe of how amazing and animated he always was when he talked, watched how everyone around him always seemed to listen to him and smile. He was so charming, so likable, so funny, and so gorgeous. I felt he was a lot like a magnet or honey, he attracted so many different types of people easily and earned their friendship almost immediately. He was just such an incredible guy, and I was lucky enough to know him.

Moose looked down at me just as Jason started to ask questions about a new lighting effect they wanted to work on together, and he caught me staring. Everything I was just thinking about him must have been written on my face, and Moose had a PHD in reading Camille, because he stopped abruptly causing me to jerk back a little. Everyone stopped to ask what was going on but he didn't even turn to answer, he just stared into my eyes and smiled his adorable, goofy smile.

"Jacob?"

"Moose?", Jacob replied as he walked over to us looking rather concerned.

"Hold onto these for me for a bit?" Moose asked handing over the box of sneakers that Luke had given him.

"Is anything wrong, Moose?"

"No guys, I just need to talk to to Camille for a minute, alone."

Anala smirked, and tugged on Jacob's sleeve. "No problem, Moose, we're almost there anyway. We'll leave the gate open for you, see you in a little bit."

Throughout the exchange Moose never once moved his gaze away from mine. I heard rather than saw the crew leave, I was transfixed, unable to look away. There was so much feeling within his eyes I began to blush a rosy pink. Embarrassed, I tried to look away but he wouldn't let me. His long, lithe fingers cupped my face on both sides holding me in place.

"Don't look away. Please, Cam don't look away. You're kinda adorable when you blush."

That made me blush even more, and I saw him crack a smile. Oh he did that on purpose.

I brought my fist up to punch him lightly in the stomach, but he was prepared for my attack because he moved out of the way or my blow dexterously.Natural born mover, that boy.

I smirked, "So are you just going to stare at me all night or am I finally going to find out what you need to tell me so badly? I must admit I'm quite intrigued, and you've held me in suspense long enough. Spill, Moose."

"Well, Chameleon," he began tenderly. "I know we need to figure this out", he gestured with his hands between himself and I, "but I needed you to know that it all clicked into place when you hugged me this afternoon. I was so nervous going to ask for permission to become a double major in engineering and dance, but you went with me and made me feel better, like I wasn't alone. When I came out to tell you I did it, you were so happy for me, so proud, so excited you jumped up and down before hugging me tight. And then I just knew."

I bit my lip to keep from smiling like a complete goofball, but he used his thumb to gently pry my lip from teeth before he placed a light kiss on my abused lower lip. His breath fanned my cheek as he pulled away from me, his lips lingered close to my face.

"I…, Cam, I", he struggled.

I could see he was having some internal battle with something, so I just stood quietly waiting for him to figure out what he wanted to say. He moved back a few steps putting some space between us, but brought his hands down to hold both of mine. It conveyed the impression that he still didn't want to let go of me, and I didn't mind that at all.

Moose closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he opened them again. "Cam, I'm having a hard time stopping myself from kissing you senseless, and when you bite your lip like that it makes matters worse." He smiled and looked away for a second, slightly embarrassed.

"Sorry," I offered.

"Don't be."

"But, Moose, what's so bad about kissing me senseless?", I teased, raising my brow in question. It may have come out in a teasing manner but truthfully, I wanted to know because the thought of his kisses were rather enticing. His goofy smile lit his face before he shook it back and forth and shrugged.

"Nothing at all, and believe me I'll try my best to achieve it another time, but I'd like to finish what I wanted to tell you."

"Oh, yeah, that."

"Yeah that". He held my hands a little tighter, and straightened his back standing firmly in front of me. He looked like a very serious Moose. Well, as serious as this Moose can look. Which isn't very serious at all.

"Well to be completely honest, I couldn't stop thinking about kissing you for some time now. I was holding myself back over this past week."

The surprise on my face must have been extremely evident, because he tried to contain a laugh. "Yes, you would be surprised. I guess I had been doing a good job hiding my feelings, better than I thought I was. You see, Cam, I wasn't afraid you wouldn't feel the same way I was feeling about you."

I raised my brows. If he didn't have my attention before, which he normally always did, he most certainly had it now.

He continued, "During this past week, I had begun to see things a little more clearly. I felt horrible about how I hurt you when I ditched you and missed the Halloween party, after I promised I'd be there for you. I did a lot of thinking the next day, all of it about you."

My eyes popped open wide, this was most definitely news to me. I now know just how much he was going through that day, I was sure he must have been caught up in thoughts about the drama surrounding Luke and Natalie, The Vault, juggling school, and The World Jam. To think his thoughts were only of how he hurt me, was surely a surprise.

"But, Moose", I interrupted.

He stopped me immediately with a small plea, "Please, Camille", he closed his eyes and wrinkled his nose. "Please, let me finish."

How could I deny the boy when he stood before me slightly begging, looking completely flustered. I nodded, signaling for him to go on, but thought perhaps I shouldn't have when he muttered sarcastically, " Geez, woman, can't ya let a man speak?",

Once again I tried to punch him playfully, this time in the shoulder, but he swiftly caught my fist and smiled.

"So beautiful, but so abusive."

I blushed and laughed at the same time. I couldn't help it, the boy always had this effect on me.

"Ah, there ya go", he smiled having got me to laugh.

He gathered my hands in his locking his eyes with mine again. I vowed to myself to hush, behave, and hear him out. He pressed on with his words.

"You forgave me, and helped me figure out what to do when I realized I couldn't give up dancing. You told me we would figure it out together. I was never happier than I was in that moment, because I had someone in my life who cared about what I was passionate about. Here was my best friend, who I had just hurt, standing in front of me vowing to help me figure out how to keep dance in my life. On top of that you helped me put the pieces of the Pirates back together, track down the MSA crew, and decided to join us to battle at the World Jam Final."

He paused for a second to take in how he held my attention.

"From that moment on I started paying close attention to how I would feel when I was around you. I even kept track of how I felt when I couldn't be with you. I watched your facial expressions and mannerisms when you were with me. I even went a little stalker and would study how you interacted with your friends and the crew when you didn't know I was watching."

He blushed a little at this, showing his shame at secretly watching me. "The mystery I didn't even know I was supposed to solve was beginning to unravel," he went on. "It was then that I started to remember things you had said to me in the past, things I was too oblivious to pay attention to before."

Moose rolled his eyes and shook his head seemingly disgusted with the stupidity of his former self. I just smiled. Oh my poor, Moose. Just catching up now.

"What I'm trying to say to you, Cam, is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry it took me so long, sorry I didn't realize all this time."

I looked down at my feet trying to gather my wits. Was this finally happening for real? Moose tucked his finger under my chin to bring my eyes back to his. His smile at having eye contact again seemed to make his face glow in happiness.

"This afternoon, when you hugged me, when you showed your pride in me the final piece fell into place. Then when we met up with the crew at Grand Central to surprise Natalie, I saw Luke just go for it, and I knew I had to do the same. I wanted to show you I understood your feelings, and felt the same way about you."

Now it was my turn to smile. I smiled so big I felt my cheeks begin to ache. Moose inched himself closer to me.

"I still couldn't think of how I was going to explain myself or when. Didn't know what I was going to say, in fact I still don't know if I'm saying the right things...I'm just going with it...never done this...I mean this doesn't come natural...like dancing. I mean dancing would be much easier, and I wish I could tell you and stop sounding like a total…."

"Moose!", I broke through in a raised voice to catch his attention. "You're rambling, and for the record you were doing fine up until that point."

"Uh, yeah, sorry. Really?", he asked, surprised.

"Really, really", I answered, trying to make him feel better.

I rolled my eyes, and he smirked before shaking his head violently as if he was physically trying to make the words line up for him in the right order. I giggled, it was such a 'Moose' thing to do. He glared at me, slightly annoyed at my enjoyment at his expense, which made me laugh harder.

"Hey, you! I was trying to be all serious and sappy, and you're making fun of me? That's not very nice, Cam. And you call yourself my best friend.". He said this with a look of mock hurt on his face bringing his hand up over his heart. I smirked and he raised his brows as if asking if he could finish. I sighed and nodded.

"Okay, no more interruptions, Miss Gage", he said in an overly sweet and silly tone. He stepped even closer to me.

"While we were on the train laughing, talking and acting like fools, I noticed I couldn't let go of you, not for a second. I had to have an arm around you, or your hand in mine. I realized how normal and right it felt. Then when we were just walking I looked down and saw you watching me with our friends. I saw the awe, pride and affection on your face, and I immediately felt lucky. So very lucky to have a girl in my arms who looked at me the way you were. You're my best friend in the whole wide world, Camille, and I never want to let that go. Now I know I don't have to. You're so perfect, Camille, perfect for me."

I felt my knees give just a bit and chastised myself. What a silly girl I would be if I collapsed right now. That wasn't something I'd normally do, but Moose's words were so incredible, they nearly bowled me over. My mind was racing and I was trying to think of something to say to him. Anything to convey how special his words made me feel, but I couldn't focus.

Before I could even utter one word, Moose closed the last small gap existing between us. He released my hands and brought both of his up to cup my face. He lowered his lips to capture mine. Softly at first he kissed me just like he had earlier in Grand Central, but then the strength of his lips began to show me a new side of Moose. He deepened the kiss, our lips moving together in unison. Each set of lips slightly parted coming together, separating for mere seconds just to reunite again with even more strength.

I brought my arms up to lock around his waist and felt him smile into the kiss. My world was spinning. Kissing Moose like this was a completely new experience and yet I was entirely comfortable with it. It was not awkward or strange at all, He was right, we were perfect for each other.

Our lips continued their soft, but insistent dance against each other. I ran my hands up his back between his jacket and his t-shirt, feeling each and every muscle beneath his shirt. I heard and felt him hum in pleasure. He slid his hands down my face gently caressing my neck with his fingers before breaking the kiss. My lips felt lonely suddenly at the loss of his. Moose kissed the tip of my nose and took a small step back so he could see me clearly. I looked up at him, slightly dazed, and very dazzled.

"Wow, Camille", he whispered hugging me close he rested his head atop mine. I let my head fall to his shoulder and smiled against his neck.

"Wow, indeed, Moose. That was….was…". I could not for the life of me find a good enough adjective to describe this kiss.

In his teasing tone, Moose replied, "Oh, did I just kiss the super intelligent, super articulate, Camille Gage senseless?"

This time my fist connected with its intended target, his ribs. He just laughed, his face in my hair. "I had that coming."

"Yes, you did. Way to ruin a moment, Moose".

"Me? Ruin a moment? Please, The Moose is smooth like buttah, Shawty!"

I pushed myself out of our embrace to give him my 'Really Moose?' look, rolling my eyes.

"Hey, you know you adore me, and my Moose ways, Cam. Couldn't stay corny forever", he showed his winning smile in full force.

"Yeah, sure, sure, I adore you alright", I countered, "what I'd adore is some duct tape for your mouth right now."

"Ohhhhhhh Chameleon, you weren't saying that about these luscious lips a few minutes ago", he teased.

I blushed so hot, cursing myself for letting him know he was right.

"Now be a nice girl, or I'll never kiss you ever again", he threatened.

It was my turn to tease. I gave him my sweet, doe-eyed pouty look staring straight into his eyes. This look was my specialty and had helped me get what I wanted from anyone around me many times before. He stood rigid, eyes wide.

"Oh, no Camille, not the pout".

I continued laying it on thick. Leaning in close to him I whispered "I'd like to see you try never to kiss me again."

With that, Moose stiffened, groaned, and sighed in defeat. I knew I would win.

"Dang, Cam breaking out the big guns. You haven't used that pout on me since Junior year, and using it now of all times was really unfair."

We laughed at this and he hugged me tight once more. A gust of wind kicked up, It was the first week in November after all, and the sun was going down. He felt me shiver.

"It's getting chilly, and you're shivering. I'm sorry I kept you out so long."

"Don't be, Moose."

"Don't be? What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let my girl stay out in the cold?"

I don't know why but I looked up at him in pure shock. My eyes were like saucers, mouth agape, no sound came from me, not even the sound of my breathing. Why was I so surprised at his choice of words after all he just told me? Perhaps the words sounded so foreign coming from him about me. So many years I was his buddy, his friend, his Cam, his Chameleon, his BEST friend, but never his GIRL. That was very new.

Moose looked at me in concern trying to figure out why I was frozen in shock and had stopped breathing.

"Cam, what is it?," he asked nervously. "What did I say, did I do something wrong?"

Hearing him like that pulled me out of my state immediately. I was worrying him, and I did not want that. "I'm sorry, Moose, I'm okay. I just," I broke off feeling silly admitting this to him. "I was just a little shocked that you called me your girl, and yourself my boyfriend." I shifted from foot to foot nervously, and my voice was wavering.

Moose furrowed his brow seeming completely dumbfounded by my confession. "Cam, didn't you understand what I was trying to say or did I really mess up, like I knew I was going to?". He sounded so disappointed in himself, he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand nervously.

"No, Moose, I understood." I pulled his hand from its place of worry, and decided to bring mine up to clasp behind his neck. On instinct I gently ran my fingers through the curls at the nape of his neck, momentarily marveling at how soft they were. His nervous behavior dissipated at my touch causing me to smile.

"I understood, perfectly. I think I was just in shock at hearing the words for the first time. It will definitely take some getting used to."

His worries at ease he hugged me close and kissed me lightly. "I guess you're right, it will take some time."

The wind picked up again and my shiver was now very noticeable. "C'mon", he grabbed my hand pulling me along. "The crew is probably wondering where we are, I've kept you to myself long enough. The girls going to be pissed at me for that. I bet they're dying to hear all about our little talk."

He laughed loudly at the look of absolute horror on my face. "Better you than I, Cammie-poo."

"Cammie-poo? You can not be serious?"

"Would you prefer Munchkin-puppy or Fluffy-muffin?", the twinkle in his eye gleamed bright as he took in my expression of utter revulsion. His laughter was too contagious, and soon I was laughing as well.

"Let's get you out of the cold shall we?"

We picked up the pace walking hand in hand to go and party with the Pirates. After all there was a lot to celebrate. The Pirates won the World Jam. Luke had gone to the bank early this morning to deposit the winning check that would be clearing in a few days, and signed some important paperwork with Walter. They would soon have the Vault back. Luke and Natalie had made up, and began their new journey to follow their dreams together. And then there was me, I had my best friend, and boyfriend by my side and we were beginning our own journey...together.

A/N: Fun fact about Grand Central Terminal, there was no way Natalie and Luke could have taken a train from there to California. All trains leaving from Grand Central only go North into upstate New York and Connecticut. However I believe the filmmakers chose it because it is a very iconic and beautiful location to film. The magic of movie making.