Back In The Saddle

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Jason's pov

"Just go!!" "Mike!!! No I can't leave you!!" He shoved me out of the plane. I screamed his name, desperate.

*He wakes up*

I scream and fall out of bed, desperate and panicked. "Jason, calm down, you're okay!" I hear Miranda say. I was trying to calm down but it was hard. "Come on, that's it, breathe." I'm shaking. But I slowly regain my composure. "I shoulda done somethin'... Anythin'.... If... I had done anything different-" "Jason, you know that isn't true." She says sternly. She helps me stand up. I don't think I'm going back to bed. I shakily walk down the hall to our little man's nursery. "Oh Mike, I'd give anything for you to be here." I tiredly go downstairs and sit at the table.

*A few weeks later*

"Whiskey's supposed to drown the memory! I've gone from one to one too many! And the thing that really gets me.... Is how your memory drowns the whiskey." The fans cheer and sing along. That song is so true. I've decided I won't have a producer do my albums. I'll produce them myself. I can't have someone else. "Ok, let's get loud. Everyone stand up and clap your hands!! We're about to rock the house!" I yell, pumped up. "This is the first single off the new album! It's called.... We back!" The boys play and I clap along with the fans and the music. "There's a guy with steel toes covered in dirt, a rock and roll tshirt, headed to work. With a pack of redmans in his pocket. A kinda red man but he's rockin'. Wears a beat up telli and a Marshall stack, a little Marshall Tucker and a six pack. Just some good ol boys, and some good ol days, straight up gettin' sideways! We back! We back! We back in the speakers, back on stage, blastin' in the bleachers, probably do what my mama said, I do it just like my daddy did! We back, we back, we back in the saddle! Back onstage makin' the whole place rattle, back with the A-Team, train on the tracks! Thought we were gone but you're wrong now it's on We back!" Yeah. I am back. Thanks Mike. I couldn't have done this without you.

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