This is something I want to start writing while my mind is in it. I am still working on the few last chapters of In The End so stay tuned for that. I hope you guys enjoy this because I am having fun writing it :)

Story takes place around May 1997 while Rachel is on a small tour, and her family have come along to join her.

Drama In Helsinki, Riley's On The Run

"Can you say dada" Frank waited for a response from his young son. Riley is fourteen months old and Frank is anticipating Riley's use of the word dada. He has already mastered walking and started saying mama but has yet to call him. Riley even had "Fetch" in his vocabulary so Frank was giving him a boost.

Frank was sitting in Rachel's dressing room with his son, while Fletcher was with his teacher Frank and Rachel hired to travel with them. And Rachel was busy rehearsing for tonight's show.

All Riley did was look at Frank with a blank stare "Say dada for me Riley, dada! Frank kept asking him and Riley didn't budge.

What was wrong with his daddy he thought? "You got me shacked up in this room bored with nothing to do, I have one toy around, and I wanna go outside but you just don't get the hint do you?" Frank kept talking and then Riley pointed outside.

"You can't go outside right now sweetie were waiting for mommy and Fletcher to come back, and then we are going to dinner before tonight's show" he told him Riley didn't understand a word his daddy was saying but he did detect something about his mommy and fetch. "Where were they anyway" he asked himself. "I'm sure mommy or fetch would be happy to take me outside to play!" he had to find them

Just then Frank's cell phone started to ring so he answered it and sat Riley on the side of him to talk. "Oh hey Rochelle what's going on?" Frank continued his conversation and got up to go through his brief case with a few documents that Rochelle was calling about. That's when Riley made a run for it! He got off the couch and snuck towards the slightly opened door. He looked back at his daddy one last time and then slip though and left.

Rachel was busy jamming with the band and dancers to one of her songs 'Step By Step'. Everyone was getting into the groove when the director stopped them. Rachel was developing a headache with this obnoxious loony.

"Stop Stop Stop" he said over his megaphone, it was the umpteenth time that he has stopped their run through.

"What now!" Rachel's tour manager said from the side of the stage where he was busy with the guy going the sound mixer.

"Is that what you all up there plan to do?" everyone on stage looked around at each other "This is a concert not a circus! You all need to be shaking your booties, doing the tootsie roll or what ever you Americans do! I'm just plain bored with it all."

You British twit Rachel was thinking to herself "You are the director, you are paid to direct the cameras not my show. This isn't our first being in a filmed concert so I think we know what were doing" she said back

"That may be true but I am being paid to direct this concert so if I say something doesn't or won't look good for the camera's then I will say something"

The inner bitch in Rachel was fixing to jump on his ass until the tour manager came over and talked with the director. The two ended up arguing until they came to agree on something. The tour manager then came on stage to talk to Rachel.

"What's going on Shane I don't have all day! I'm supposed to be going to dinner with my husband and kids in about an hour, and this jerk keeps stopping the show. We could have been finished with this about two hours ago!

"I know darling but this is what he wants, he wants you guys to incorporate the moves that are popular now into your song breaks and be a little bit more lively"

"These are the latest dances that Kayla has given us and how much more lively can you get than this?"

"I know darling but just keep doing what your doing and I guess be a little more up beat" the man smiled at her

"Fine but this shit is not over, he and I will have a little talk later I promise you that!"

"Thank you Rachel" he said and exited off the stage, the band started the song from the beginning and the director started yelling again. Then Rachel who was fed up decided to exit the stage and go meet him

Riley was cruising the hallways in the big arena, he hadn't seen anybody yet pass him in the halls and worst of all there was no doors on either side. "Oh no I think I might be lost" he said in his mind

He turned around and started going back towards the way he came. He got to the end of the hall and was confused with which side he had came from. Then decided to go right and continued on his way. "Mama, Fetch" he called out and got only small echos

"Alright well you know the hotel were staying in so just fax it there. No were leaving tomorrow morning to Melbourne then were coming back home. Rachel will be staying for a month and then she is going to finish the tour without us."

"Alright well that's great, how are the boys doing?"

"Fletcher is loves the traveling but I know he misses being in school with his friends and Riley still hasn't said dada yet"

"I'm sure he will say it soon, stop stressing."

"But I wonder why though"

"It's common for babies to call there mother first, it's not that he doesn't think about you too"

"I bet he is going to be a momma's boy, Fletcher is too"

"Well weren't you a momma's boy?" Rochelle questioned?

"Yes I sort of"

"Well stop complaining"

"Hey Riley is right here do you want to talk to him?"

"Yeah but him on"

"Alright hold on" Frank turned around and seen no one in the room "Hey Riley where are you?" Frank checked behind the sofa but found nothing. "Hey Rochelle I'll have to call you back later"

"Why what's wrong?" she asked as Frank seen that the door was open

"Riley left out the room!"

"Alright guys were done. Go off and do whatever you have to do because the show is starting at nine, please make sure you are back here for seven thirty. Rachel!" the tour manager said singling out Rachel. Everyone started laughing knowing about what event the manager was talking about and the reason why Rachel was late.

"That was one time and it was Frank's fault" she said climbing off the stage. An assistant came towards her with a cell phone and handed it to her. "Hello hey Bill what's up?" she said grabbing a towel and heading out the side door to the halls. They talked for a little while when another assistant approached her with the news of Riley being MIA.

Rachel flew down the hall in search of her son with a few others behind to help

To Be Continued...