((Sorry I couldn't think of a better chapter name that was also a song lyric for the life of me!))


As The Jon walked into the station, he keep very close to the walls to avoid being noticed. He looked around. Pretty soon, he located a train about to leave. He was just going to have to find a way on. He didn't have any money, so buying a ticket was definitely out. He doubted they would sell one to a robot in the first place. Looks like he would be sneaking on. According to what Rabbit had always told him, there was always an empty unlocked box car for the hero to hide in, so he should be fine.
Luckily, this was a very dimly lit train station, so if he didn't draw too much attention to himself, no one would notice him. He was just glad that he wasn't The Spine in this situation. Being a 7 foot tall automaton made of bright titanium alloy would get him caught in an instant. He followed the crowd to where the train was letting people on. However, he knew he probably shouldn't get on there. Security would no doubt be pretty tight and there were a lot of people over there.
When no one was looking, he approached a box car that seemed to be for storage. Perfect! The Jon turned the door handle to find that it was...locked. The Jon frowned. Rabbit had said that they were always unlocked. He rolled his eyes and used his robot strength to break the lock. He didn't want to do that, mainly because it would increase his chances of getting caught, but he didn't have time to pick the lock.
Once inside the car, The Jon found that it was...not empty. In fact it was pretty crowded with boxes and crates. The Jon thought for a moment wondered if Rabbit had ever actually been on a train. The Jon maneuvered his way around some boxes and sat down on the floor. Now all he could do was wait. He tried to control and squeaking or puffs of steam until he was sure that no one was around.
After a while, he felt the train start to move, and The Jon couldn't help but get a little excited. He was almost there! He could just go to wherever this train was headed, sing in a place like Balboa Park and make a few bucks, and live out his life there, with nice fans of his like Miss Erin. This was exactly what the song One-Way Ticket had prepared him for!
The Jon was so excited he let out a small giggle and heard a sound nearby. He quickly silenced himself and looked around, hoping that he had not just given himself away. It was then that the tiny brown body of a rat scuttled toward him. The Jon relaxed. "Hello there little guy, how are you?" The rat sniffed him and make a few squeaking noises and The Jon smiled.
Then The Jon looked around. Where was he going anyway? He examined the walls. One of them had a map, with a few locations outlined in red pen. One end of the line was on his home town of San Diego. Following the trail of pen, it seemed like the train was headed for...New Orleans?
"Oh! Well...okay. Well, at least one will find me there." The Jon muttered to himself. New Orleans was...far. Farther then he had planned to go. But at least no one will ever find him there, so he guessed that it was alright.
The Jon attemped to adjust the position of his legs. He was sitting a bit of an uncomfortable position, amongst the many boxes and crates. And this was probably going to be a pretty long train ride.
He quietly sang One-Way Ticket to himself as he proceeded to make a little box fort around himself. He smiled to himself as he sang, maybe this would all work out after all.

The band had returned to Walter Manor after looking for The Jon later that night after it had gotten dark. Rabbit had remained silent for most of that time, feeling sad and bitter. He was currently was seated in a chair in a table across from The Spine and Peter. They were once again going to discuss The Jon. His eyes were glued to the floor.
"So Rabbit-" The Spine began.
"We have to find him." Rabbit stated. He was not willing to debate this.
"Rabbit," The Spine adjusted his fedora. "I know how you feel, believe me I do. The Jon was my brother too, and I'm just as worried about him as you are, and trust me, we are going to keep looking for him, but eventually we have to face facts. The Jon isn't going to last very long out there by himself."
Rabbit was silent.
"And, we still have to think about Steam Powered Giraffe. How are we going to do the shows without The Jon? We can't just stop performing until we find him."
"Why not?"
"Because, people will question why. And we can't tell them The Jon is missing, the government would have Peter's neck if one of his 'killer robots' were on the loose." Peter remained silent, but nodded in agreement. Rabbit continued to stare at the floor.
"So what do you want to do then, eh?"
The Spine sighed. "There's always Hatchworth."
Rabbit's head snapped up. "W-w-what about Hatchworth?"
The Spine found it impossible to look his brother in the eye. "He can replace The Jon in the band."
"But he's been in the vault for decades! He's really unstable, and besides, he was never even programmed for music!"
"Yes, well, Peter has been doing a lot of research on blue matter energy lately, and he thinks that he could probably fix him. And we could download all of our musical ability into him." Peter turned to Rabbit and then The Spine. "I'll...see what I can do."
Rabbit flashed Peter and The Spine a painful glance, and quietly stood up and walked away, without a word. The Spine looked at Peter, "I'll go after him. In the mean time, I guess you could start working on Hatchworth." Peter nodded as The Spine followed Rabbit up to his room.
The Spine found Rabbit was sitting on his bed, clutching his knees. Rabbit looked up at his brother, black tears welling up in his eyes.
"We can't just replace him. The Jon is our brother."
The Spine sat down next to him. "I know. And we are going to keep looking for him. But Hatchworth is our brother too, and it was a mistake to leave him in the vault for this long in the first place. We need to get him out."
Rabbit did have to agree with that. He did miss Hatchworth in these almost 80 years that he had been in the vault. But...he can't just replace The Jon. "H-Hatchworth's not like The Jon. Pappy made the three of us together! We're a team! The Steam Man Band!"
Rabbit looked The Spine in the eye with his mismatched photoreceptors.
"And I just want to find him."
The Spine sighed. "I do too, Rabbit. I do too."
Rabbit looked up at his brother, a strange new emotion in his eyes "Do you?"
The Spine raised an eyebrow, "Of course. He's my brother as well."
Rabbit smiled, although his smile was broken and desperate, "I've known The Jon ever since he was built. I was there when he first powered on, I was th-th-there when he learned how to sing, I was there when he first got his name, and I was there in all of those wars too, right beside him. And I'll be damned if I'm gonna let you get in the way of finding him!"
"Rabbit, you forget who was also beside him during those wars. I'm just as much of his brother as you are. What are you saying?"
Rabbit stood up, suddenly full of rage. He had wanted someone to blame, and he had just found them. "You were the one that wanted to 'fix' him! You were the one that yelled at him! Do you really want him back, or are you glad he's gone?"
The Spine grabbed Rabbit's arm in an attempt to calm him. He could get a bit...irrational when he was upset. "Rabbit, that's silly. Of course I want him back!"
"This is all your fault!" Rabbit broke free from The Spine's grasp and and pushed him slightly backwards. "Rabbit, stop it. You're upset and just looking for someone to blame. You-"
"Shut up!" Rabbit yelled as he slammed his fist into The Spine's face. The Spine stumbled backwards and hit the wall with a fair amount of force, causing it to crack slightly. The Spine slid to the floor and put his hands over his face in pain. He let out a low, "Nnng..."
Rabbit, suddenly realizing what he had done, rushed over to his brother and knelt down beside him. "Spine! Oh my god-I'm so sorry, are you okay? Do you need Peter? Spine? Please, speak to me!" Rabbit slowly moved his brother's hands away from his face to reveal oil seeping out of deep cracks in his titanium face. Rabbit's eyes widened, "Peter!" He screamed and ran downstairs to look for him.