That Thing You Do! (Multiband Fan Fic)

Chapter 18 - Final Destination

Katie's P.O.V

"Gentlemen... Welcome to Boston." I smiled, as the city was in sight. The sun was shining, the wind blowing, freedom at our fingertips.
We had Sweet's Blockbuster playing on the stereo. I could feel my dad with me, right now.
Dylan drove, soaking up the view, smiling, as Eddie and Stevie were eating the berries, looking out the windows.
"Whoa..." Stevie smiled.
"So, where to?" Dylan asked me.
"OK, let's stop and get some petrol. Then, I'll guide us home." I looked to him.
He nodded and pulled into a petrol station, as there was one on our left.

We took a break, all of us climbing out and stretching our legs.
Stevie went to the gents, Eddie went to grab some drinks and I hung with Dylan, as he filled up the van.
"So, there's something I've not told you..." I started, sat in the passenger seat, with the door open, my legs hanging out.
"What?" Dylan looked so unsure.
"So, Joe is a pretty big deal, in the music industry..." I didn't know what to say. "We, uh... We live in a mansion... Kinda... Yeah. It is, but we don't call it a mansion, it's our home..." I picked at my fingernails, refusing to look at Dylan.
"Monroe, this is real, isn't it? You're not just playing some game here are you? You do have a home? You're not homeless or anything, right?" Dylan asked getting serious.
"I do live here! Joe is real! I just... I didn't want to say anything... I've told you the truth about me, just not about Joe... You don't have to believe me." I jumped out of the bus. "But, I'm telling you the truth, and I'm telling you now. You'll get your proof, if you follow my directions home... Joe is Joe Perry. Aerosmith." I told him.

Dylan looked at me, and I noticed Eddie was back. He stood looking at me, just steps away from us.
"Don't bullshit me..." Dylan frowned.
"I'm not, I swear! I'm serious. Dylan, I want this! This is my dream too! Please, just go with it. You'll get your proof." I begged him.
Dylan looked at me, and took the pump from the van, putting it back. He just looked at me, before heading inside to pay.
"Are you serious?" Eddie walked up to me, placing the water bottles on the passenger seat.
"Yeah..." I frowned, watching Dylan walk away.

I climbed back in the van, placing the drinks on my lap, but one in the drinks holder for Dylan.
I shut the door and sighed. Dylan won't trust me now...
Eddie didn't say anything else. He stood outside the van, waiting for Stevie and Dylan. When they came back, Dylan asked for directions, a tension building up.
Eddie and Stevie stayed quiet, as I told Dylan which way to go.

. . .

"I'm home. Coming up street, now..." I text Billie.
"Can't wait to see you!" She replied.

"This one here." I pointed to the black gates.
They opened, just as Dylan turned in, so he drove on up.
I felt terrible for not saying anything sooner. We were a family, but I just ruined it...

Dylan circled the drive and stopped, van pointing to the gate, for the exit.
I climbed out, with Stevie following.
He grabbed his suitcase, as I shut my door. I took a sip of water, seeing Eddie climb out.
He flashed me a smile and I heard it. The front door opening.

"Katie!" I heard Vikki.
I walked round the bus and smiled. She's a sight for sore eyes!
"Hey!" I hugged her, as she ran to me.
"Gosh, I missed you so much! Tell us everything!" She smiled, hugging me tightly.
"I missed you." I held her.
We stepped apart and I saw Joe and Billie smiling at me.
"Hey. Sorry, I'm late." I held up a still wave to them.
Billie laughed and came to hug me. "We've missed you!"

I saw Dylan and Eddie stood side by side, by the drivers door, with Stevie leaning back on the van, with mine and his suitcases by his feet, drinking some water.
"Guys..." I walked up to them.
"This is Vikki Camel, my best girl friend, Billie, and Joe." I pointed everyone out.
Dylan looked at me, before he smiled. "OK." He nodded.
I smiled back, knowing we were going to be OK.
"Guys, this is my band." I turned to my family.

Vikki stuck by my side, as she looked at them all. "Hey." She smiled.
"Hi. I'm Dylan." Dylan looked at her, with that look in his eye. 'I prefer blondes. The girly kind.' I could recall him saying, back in Ohio.
"This is Dylan Chaser, Eddie Riot, and my cousin, Stevie King." I smiled.
"Well, it's nice to meet you guys. Come on in, make yourselves at home." Billie smiled.
Joe hugged me from behind, making me smile. "Better late then never." He told me, before going to grab some bags.

Billie headed inside, as Vikki stayed with me.
"So, house rules! No smoking inside, no swearing or any hats at the table, shoes off, if muddy or dirty, doesn't really matter otherwise, no loud music after 09:45, and... I'm forgetting something..." I looked to Vikki.
"No girls?" She suggested, shrugging and laughing.
"Yeah. Let's go with that." I laughed, nodding, turning to my bandmates.
"Fair enough." Eddie smiled, before rounding the bus, grabbing his suitcase and one of his basses.
"Come help." I nudged Vikki, as I followed him.

I grabbed mine and Dylan's guitars, Stevie grabbed my cassettes and his suitcase, Dylan grabbed his and Eddie's suitcases, and Eddie grabbed a bass, and helped carrying the bass drum, with Vikki.
Joe was grabbing the rest of the drum kit, so we let ourselves in.

Walking in through the front door, you were in the hallway. Looking up, there was a chandelier. To the left, was the dining room, to the right, the living room, and straight ahead, down the hall, was the kitchen. The stairs were after the dining room door, with a door under them, going into the basement, which was the music studio.
"Welcome to my home." I told the guys, as they were looking around, standing in the hallway, bunched together.

Stevie was totally unfazed by the whole 'Joe Perry' thing, but Eddie and Dylan were pretty star struck. I snickered and headed into the living room.
"Oooh, a piano!" Stevie followed me, going over to the brown grand piano we had.
The boys, and Vikki, followed, Vikki sitting down on the white 'L' shaped couch, at the back of the room, that faced the TV, which stood between the living room door and the kitchen door.
"Come on in, guys..." I smiled to the duo.