"You know", Vivian said as she looked at the bears. "We haven't played together in such a long time. Do you think we're still any good?"

"Well, judging Zeb's last performance, I'd say it wouldn't hurt to practice", Henry suggested.

Beary looked at them excited as they pulled their instruments out of their bags. It was an incredible experience for him to see his favorite band play together in person. Vivian smiled as she pulled the tambourine out from under the bed.

"It's been such a long time" she said blowing the dust off the instrument. "I hope I still remember my cues."

Vivian shook the tambourine, smiling that the jingles still worked. Fred smiled as he blew into the harmonica, playing a note. Zeb picked up his bow and gently ran it on the strings, smiling as he played perfect notes, as opposed to the other night at the bar.

Henry smiled, watching as the bears played what they could as fun practice. Even Roadie was getting into it, tapping his drumsticks on the steering wheel. Beary watched with a smile as he watched his favorite band perform with such ease.

"I've forgotten how fun this could be", Vivian smiled as she tapped her instrument.

Fred looked at Beary before showing him the harmonica in his hand.

"This is the harp my daddy gave me", he explained.

"Daddy Bedderhead", she smiled. "I wish I could've met him and Mrs. Bedderhead."

"They would've loved you as much as your parents did."

Vivian looked at him with a sigh and looked over at Beary. Something seemed to be bothering him. It wasn't clear if something was on his mind or if he was just tired. It had been a very exhausting trip, and they still had two members left.

"What's wrong?" Vivian asked.

"Nothing…" Beary said looking away. "Just… a little tired. I think I'm going to get some sleep."

"Are you sure nothing's wrong?" she asked. "Are you homesick?"

"Maybe a little", he said.

"We'll be home soon", Henry said. "Once we pick up Tennessee and Ted, we'll be home free."

Beary looked down as he pulled back the blanket, getting ready for bed. Zeb, Vivian and Fred couldn't help but smile. None of them had much experience with kids, but Beary was different. He made them all feel special.

"Hey, Zeb", Henry said. "Zeb, I was wondering. Whatever happened to Tennessee?"

"Saw him a few years ago", he answered. "He's still the same heart broke, mixed-up, psycho, basket case crybaby."

Henry nodded, remember how hurt Tennessee was when he left the group, as if anyone could forget the crying fits he had once Trixie left them.

"So what's he doing?"

"He's a marriage counselor", Zeb answered with a smile.

"Say what now?" Vivian asked as she, Henry and Fred turned their heads. "Tennessee O'Neal, the one bear who cries with the thought of his ex, becoming a marriage counselor?"

Zeb shrugged, not knowing what to say. This had to be explained once they found him.

"Is he any good?" Vivian asked.

"He must be if he's still in business."

"Maybe he can counsel you and Ted", Fred chuckled as he went to the back of the bus to sleep.

"Yeah…" she said with a weak smile.

Actually, that didn't sound like too bad of an idea. If Tennessee was really as good as he sounded, maybe a session could do her and Ted some good. Vivian wanted to be on good terms with Ted when the baby came. She wasn't looking for marriage or anything. She just wanted him to be a father and be involved in the baby's life as much as possible.

"Maybe you should get some rest", Henry said patting her hand gently.

"Yeah, I think I should."

Vivian got up to find a place to sleep. The one thing that put her mind at ease was the thought of seeing her old friends again.