"Can Beau come along?"

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I apologize for the Looooooong wait, hopefully this chapter will be something to read until next time, Spitfire is taking Advil now, but not my direction and a handful instead, Scott is going to have to live with Beau while on tour, so that could be a little gasoline on a fire, Stayed tuned..... 

for more crazy.


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Beau turned the key,

the engine became quiet,

and he opened the door, stepping out,

He traveled towards the doors, passing by the missing person reports on the wall pinned up, Beau only caught a glimpse of a person who looked like Spitfire out of the corner of his eye, and he halted, turning around...

He took his hand and jerked down the paper, reading it thoroughly.

Just as Beau thought, Spitfires family is tracking him down, with the help from the police, now there are missing person papers all over town, and Adams phone number in bold letters, Beau at all cost, must keep Spitfire secret.

Beau quickly hurried down to the medicine aisle, scanning the shelves, abruptly picking up the Advil reading on the back,

Ibuprofen is a pain killer meant for pain, browsing the rest, he finally headed towards the cashiers, tossing the box on the conveyer belt,

the cashier slid the small box across, a beep followed.

Beau was paying in cash since cash is not trackable and cards are,

once the cashier told the price, Beau quickly grabbed the box and hurried outside.

"whoa..." Someone shouted,

Beau glances over his shoulder,

he rolled his eyes noticing, Scott,

he must act casual.

" Hey," he answers.

" I've been looking everywhere for you... Spitfire ran away from home,

is he with you?" Scott asks.

Beau shook his head, " oh... " He says, putting his head down,

he played the part of being very concerned," no... I haven't seen him... Why'd he run away, Scott?"

Scott answers, " I'm not sure...

No trace of him, just a letter with a few droplets of blood,

hopefully, he didn't harm himself,

and he just cut his finger or something?"

" Blood huh?" Beau says, glancing to his car, then back to Scott, " hey... I better get going, uhm... I'll see you around?"

" Sounds like a plan, hey... Here... Hang these up around town,

there is a hefty reward for the person who finds Spit," Scott explains.

" see you around!" Beau says leaving...

Scott wasn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier,

and it never crossed him to think Beau was lying.

Beau grabbed the papers,

trotting to his car, getting in, and starting the engine,

he tossed the papers on the passenger side seat, along with the Advil driving casually out of the parking lot losing, Scott.

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