Hi guys, I'm really sorry about the lack of updating for nearly a month, but I was just not really in the mood to write much. But, I finished it today, it was a really bittersweet ending because while I am glad I finished this project, I don't want this to be over! But, anyway I will make it up today by giving you guys the last two chapters today, so I hope you love them and loved this story and that's all I have to say.

Disclaimer: I do not own I'm In the Band, I just decided to write this because I thought it was a great 'mature' side to the episode "Bleed Guitarist".

The next thing I know after asking the band where Derek was, is that all three of us were screaming and panicking like there was no tomorrow.

"Okay, okay." I say, despite for a break in the hysteria. "We need to calm down and remember the last time that we saw Derek."

For a few seconds, I glue my eyelids together in an attempt to try and recall the last time I saw him. I remember him on stage, but that was during the performance; I can remember him going off the stage after our set; and that's all my brain will allow me to recall.

"I can only remember him until we got backstage a few minutes ago." I open my eyes to the worried band members.

"Well, little man I don't think I can be much help because I went straight to the craft service table afterward." Of course Burger would; after all being on stage can be so hard.

"Ash?" I ask him, non-verbally telling him what he remembers.

"Well, I saw that when we were all backstage, that he sneaked behind the curtain and was at the backstage door..." he then trailed off as what happened to him clicked in our minds.

We then screamed and ran for the door to where Derek is.

Well, he apparently was not out here.

"Where could Derek be?!" I exclaim as I walk down the steps to the end of the dumpster.

"I don't know Little Man, but Derek shouldn't be too far." Burger said.

Ash continued. "We'll look around at some of the buildings around, you stay in this area."

Before I could protest, they went off the search for him.

I exhaled a big sigh, and I decide to open the dumpster lid, and not because I think Derek is in there.

When I can see inside the dumpster, I see Bleed sprawled in black trash bags.

"What? Did you decide that I am a better lead guitarist and you can't handle the position anymore?" he asks, his tone filled with bitter and sins.

"No." I stalled. "I just came to say that I can't believe I ever idolized you, you cold heartless jerk." I let go of the lid and he gets a concussion for the impact. I don't even feel bad, probably because that was me finally letting go of looking up to Bleed. And I honestly can't believe once upon a time, I idolized him.

After that, I just searched through the garbage cans and just observed the area because there was nothing I could do.

And just when my patience was about to give away, the two came back.

"No luck; did you find him?" Ash asked.

I give the look I gave Derek earlier, that gave him the question as to WHY or HOW I would find Derek in the backstage area of the club.

And then a thought came into my mind, one that I can't believe I didn't consider. "Did you guys check the Band Van?"

"No, but we passed by it a few times." Ash said.

I mentally sigh as I explain that Derek could very well be in it because he would normally not leave without telling the rest of his band-mates what he was doing.

"Wait," I stop them while my brain works out what I just said. "Why would Derek be out here?"

"We don't know." Burger told me.

"Bleed." I come to the final conclusion. "Bleed was in the dumpster bin, and the two didn't end their relationship..." I stopped talking because I didn't need to finish. We all understood why Derek was not inside of club, or anywhere outside the building.

I try to start walking to the van, but Burger stops me.

"Trust us, Little Man, you don't want to see Derek like this. We'll take care of it, you put the rest of the equipment away." Burger instructed me because the two older band members walked around the corner of the alley.

A couple seconds later, I couldn't help it, I walked to the end the watched as the two walked down the alley until they rounded the left corner to where the van was. I felt like a ninja as I cautiously made my way down the path. Just when I glanced at the end of the alley, I heard and saw the Band Van door shut and lock.