Alex had finally woken up, coughing himself off his bed. It was 10:45pm and almost everyone was asleep, excluding me and Jack. He wanted to speak with Gaskarth immediately, I was only staying awake to make sure Jack didn't kill him.

Alex stumbled to the bathroom to let out a load. He had gotten pretty wasted back at the Burger Bar, and it was expected that he would be hungover for a while. Jack and I waited for him out on the couch in the front room, where we could hear everything.

"What are you going to tell him?" I asked Jack, breaking the silence.

Jack didn't answer, he only shook his head at the floor.

There was still no luck on finding Grace. We were hoping that once Alex was done puking he could help us out a little. Other than myself, he was the only one to talk to her.

"I know where she is." a sheepish cry from the bathroom called. Jack and I glanced at each other before leaping off the couch in Gaskarth's direction. He was lying on the floor with his hand on his stomach, gasping for air.

"You okay man?" I asked frantically. Jack helped me as I lifted Alex from the floor, resting him next to the tub.

Alex ignored my question. "I don't know where she is exactly, but I do know she's somewhere on the strip."

Jack gave me a worried look. The strip was highly inhabited with people. Without a specific location, we would never find her.

"We could start looking now." I whispered to Jack.

It was like Jack didn't care that it was late on a Friday night on the Las Vegas strip, which probably had thousands of people on it by then. In his mind, all that mattered was finding his girlfriend. Jack and I were out of the hotel and hitting the streets in minutes.

We were walking out of the Mariot when Alex tumbled down the stars. He was shouting gibberish that sounded as if he wanted to come with us.

"Alex, you're pretty fucked right now, you need to lie down." Jack said, trying to keep his cool. Alex mumbled something unintelligible in return.

Out of nowhere came Rian and Kara, there in an instant to help us out.

"You guys weren't thinking about looking for Grace without us were you?" Rian laughed. He looked down at Alex, laughing even harder.

"Someone needs to help him back upstairs." I stated.

"I'll call Matt, Vinny and Grieco to come clean him up." Kara suggested. We all nodded, turning away to head out in the direction of the Vegas strip.

"HEY!?" Kara shouted. My head turned so quickly I nearly got whiplash. "You guys didn't think you would go searching for my best friend without me?"

Luckily for us, we had all been to Vegas before. Though unfortunately, Alex knew it like the back of his hand, and of course, he was probably puking at that moment.

The lights of Las Vegas were bright and energy-sucking, nearly blinding to the naked eye. The sidewalks were filled with people either looking for a casino or a lap dance. Or a Celine Dione concert.

Jack lead the way with long strides, intensity gripping his face. His determination was astounding. It was like he knew he was going to find her, without a doubt. His fast pace was hard for even me to keep up with.

We had walked all the way past Caesar's Palace, checking every residency if they had heard of a Grace Eckridge, coming up with nothing. I had finally suggested that we split up to make it faster. Rian and Kara stayed in the heart, while Jack went south and I went north.

My pulse was pumping. The fear of not finding Grace sent my nerves haywire. She was one of my closest friends, and losing her would've been like losing a sister. Plus Jack would never be the same. Without her, he would be nothing. Grace was like everyone's happiness wrapped up into one person. Her loss could possibly ruin the band, and practically destroy Jack forever. I wasn't willing to risk everything by leaving her behind.

I had passed a few more hotels and casinos when I started losing hope. This place was packed, who knew where she could've been. I wracked my brain, trying to remember anything she may have mentioned. Anything would help at that point.

The bold letters STRATOSPHERE nearly slapped me in the face. 'Sunsets always end in the Stratosphere'. I had hit the end of the strip, and there before my eyes was the Stratosphere hotel and casino. Grace told me where to go, I just didn't realize it.

I was fairly dumbfounded. I couldn't get my legs to move. But soon enough the thought of finding Grace lifted my heavy feet from the ground. I bolted across the street to the Stratosphere entrance.

The inside of the hotel was fabulously decorated with thousand dollar items everywhere. The pale tiles sparkled against the hovering lights over my head. There were paintings of half naked people on every wall and rose bushes underneath them.

The lady at the counter eyed my ratty clothing suspiciously. She had dark brown hair tightly pinned back, accentuating her wrinkled face. I ignored her; I was there for Grace, not to be judged.

"Do you possibly have a Grace Eckridge staying with you?" I asked with confidence.

Before the bitter woman could answer, my name was called from across the lobby. I turned quickly, to see Grace, wearing exactly what she left in. Her eyes were wide, astonished to see that I had found her. She ran in my direction, throwing her arms around me, as if she hadn't seen me in years.

"Zack, I've ruined everything." she cried into my shirt.

"Shh, there's still time to fix it."