Sorry it took me so long to update, I'm just about done with school, so its been hectic, but here is the long awaited next chapter…enjoy and please read and review.

When the bus pulled into the station, Buster had no clue where he was going to start, he knew he had to find a way to Queen Mousettes, but he just didn't know how.

" I could take a taxi, but I don't know how much that would cost and hitchhiking is way to dangerous, so I guess walking it is then."

So after finding a map, Buster wrote the directions down on a piece of toilet paper, then walked out of the building.

" Ok, from what it looks like, its going to take me awhile to get there, and since its already after 11, I should get started, because there is no way I am going to walk around here at night."

After adjusting his book bag, Buster slowly made his way across the highway towards The Plantation club.

3 hours later, Buster stopped at the sighed of the road and collapsed.

" This is nuts…maybe I should just call Elwood, tell him where I am, suffer the consequences. I'm hot, tired, and I want to go home."

But after remembering why he ran off, in the first place, he gave a frustrated sigh.

" I bet they didn't even notice I'm gone, in fact I bet they don't even care…no one cares about me."

Trying to blink away the tears, that were forcing themselves to fall, Buster threw his book bag onto the ground and fell asleep.

Meanwhile back in Kentucky, Elwood was now going out of his mind with worry and concern. Buster was now missing for over 18 hours and they were running out of places to look. When the others went back out he did the only thing he could think of, he called Mother Superior.

" Hello?"

" Mother this is Elwood, I don't know what to do?"

" Elwood…what is it?"

" I'm not cut out for this whole parent thing…Buster ran off, we don't know where he is, he's been missing since last night."

" Oh Elwood…did you call the police?"

" Cab said we should wait until he is missing for 24 hours, but what if he is hurt, what if he's scared somewhere!"

" Elwood, just by the way you are feeling right now, you will make a wonderful parent. Do what I did, when you and Jake ran off…pray."

" Thanks Mother."

" You are welcome. Please keep me updated."

After hanging up, Elwood got down on his knees and prayed.

" Please keep him safe, until we are united again and I promise I will take better care of him."

After he was done, Elwood got up, from the floor, and rejoined the search for his son.

At first Buster thought he was dreaming of a water park, but when he woke up, it was starting to rain and he could here thunder in the distance.

" Great…this is fantastic. Could this day get any worse?"

Just then the sky opened and a small drizzle turned into a heavy down pour.

Wanting to cry even more now, Buster got himself up, off the ground and slowly made his way, down the road.

45 minutes later, Buster spotted a sign for the Plantation club across the road.

" Thank god according to this, its only 30 minutes away. Ill be out of the rain in no time!"

When Buster turned to make the right, he ended up slipping in the mood, but when he tried to get up, he slipped even more, which caused him to fall down a small steep hill.

By the time he reached the bottom, Buster had a big gash on his knee, a sprained ankle, his hand was all cut up, and he had a bunch of cuts on his head.

Two of Queen Mousettes guards heard the scream, so when they went to investigate, they found Buster, covered in blood and unconscious.

" Wasn't he at the club last summer with that blues band?"

" Oui, but what is he doing out here?"

So very gently the one guard, named Carl, picked up the boy and carried him off to the club.

Queen Mousette and Marco were sitting on the main porch, of the club enjoying the storm when the 2 guards walked up to them.

" I do love thunderstorms, I hope this lasts all night."

" So do I, this is good sleeping weather."

Smiling softly, Queen Mousette was about to pour them another glass of sweet tea, when Carl walked onto the porch.

" When we went to investigate a noise, we found this child at the bottom of the hill, he's badly hurt and I believe he is running a fever."

When the queen walked over to Carl, she pushed back Busters hair and gasped.

" Why…this is Buster Blues, from the Blues Brothers, but what is he doing here?"

After checking his forehead, she gasped again.

" He is burning up, put him in one of the spare rooms and I will be there shortly."

While she started gathering herbs and medicines, Marco ran up to check on the boy.

20 minutes later, after she healed the minor cuts and tended to the major injuries, she pulled Marco and Carl into the hallway.

" His fever is still very high and I don't like the cut on his head, so we must watch him throughout the night."

Looking back into the room, Queen Mousette sighed.

" I wish I knew what happened, a child his age shouldn't be down here alone."

After a few minutes of silence, Marco pulled out his cell phone.

" Your majesty, have Mighty Mack's number, should I call him?"

" Yes and tell them to hurry.

So while the queen went back to Buster, Marco closed the door and called Mack.

Mack was sitting in a hotel room, with the rest of the band, wondering what to do next. He knew they should call the police, but Elwood still didn't like cops, but Mack couldn't stand seeing his best friend like this.

He was about to suggest getting something to eat and calling it a night, because with this rain storm going on, there wasn't much they could do, but then his phone went off, which caused everyone to jump.

" Hello?"

" Bonjour…is this Mack?"

" Yes it is…who is this?"

" Oh good, this is Marco from The Plantation Club."

" Oh ok…so can I help you with anything?"

" No, but I think I can help you…are you missing anyone?"

" As a matter of fact yes…why?"

" Young Buster is here, at the club, and you must hurry the young lad, is injured and very sick."

" Thank you for calling, we will be there as fast as we can."

After hanging up the phone, Mack looked at Elwood.

" That was Marco, from Queen Mousettes…Buster's there at the club."

Elwood's head shot up at Mack's direction.

" What do you mean he's in Louisiana…how the hell did he get here…I'm gonna kill him."

" Elwood slow down there's more…apparently not only is he hurt, but he is sick as well."

A new worry came over him and he closed his eyes.

" Lets go."

So the band checked out of the hotel and started their way to their young band member.

Finally this is done, I hope you like it.