Back on the little stage we had fun playing anything and everything. If I started something off, one of the boys, if they weren't impressed, would roll us into a new song- melding the two! It was really tricky at times! But fun!

A little set of hands touched my arm and there he was, Sean. Johns little boy, looking at the drums and my arms flapping around and feet stomping on the peddles. We wrapped up the current song and I looked around for his mother. Sean held the drum stick as I panned the room.

"Would you like to help me, Sean?" Lifting him up onto my lap I poked his nose gently. His face crinkled into a smile.

"Abe chuck me those earbungs.. ta"

I gently pushed some earplugs into the start of his cute little ears, probably not what I should do but I'm not sure, It just felt right.

"Ok. Ready?!" I tapped the drumsticks together and Sean helped me count in "One. Two. Three. Four" Hopping straight into a song with not too much maniac style drumming. Abe walked over to lend one hand if required.

"You ok with the little chap? Hey Seanie how you doing" Abe hi-fived Sean and I nodded ok.

We played a few songs and every time we paused I looked around for John or Sean's mum. "Fireworks soon Sean" I forgot his earplugs, taking them out, I repeated myself." Would you like me to take you to see the fireworks?"

I stood up thinking he would just run off, but no, I was surprised when he tried grabbing around my neck as I knelt back down beside him. We hugged and I stood up with him in my arms, his little body wrapped around me tightly.

"Ok fella's looks like I have a date for the fireworks!!"

"Ok. When I see his parents I'll let 'em know" Brian spoke over Sean's dark head of hair, ruffling it with his hand. I flinched a little at the 'his parents' but they were, and are, his parents, the truth just hurts.

Abe followed me out through the front doors and we moved towards the side of the building, for the best viewing position.

Pops of sound started up suddenly; Sean and I craned out heads skyward, the heavens above an ocean of colour then black again til the next show of beauty. "Wow beautiful. Sean, aren't they lovely" Sean nodded and leaned back so far his head knocked onto Abe who tickled his tummy. A squeal escaped Sean's lips then he gasped at the glorious colours again lighting the night sky.

"There you are!! Let him go" Sean's mother rounded the corner and both Abe and I jumped, her voice tight and upset. I turned to be met by a pair of dark eyes the same as Seans... and Johns hand on her arm.

"Slow down, Rat's only showing him the fireworks" John spoke numbly and I could see he was half cut with alcohol. The name 'Rat' grated on my nerves, it was so impersonal to how we were together. I hoped it was just a mistake.

"Give me my child you thief!" She dragged Sean into her own arms. He was, by now, tired and the ruckus made him whimper a little. "Why are you here with my baby, aren't you the supposed drummer. Though you were badly out of time"

"Excuse me but Catlyn was perfect tonight even with your son on her knee she still drummed perfectly" Abe defended me as John surveyed the damage of his ex and I meeting.

"I put earplugs in his ears" I offered up weakly. Her stare said it all, you are nothing to me "Well nice to meet you, time to get back on the beat. Abe coming?" I couldn't stand there so close to John but so far away. I felt her eyes on my back as I walked away.

"Cat, wait up" John caught me as I was about to walk through the doors "I'm sorry, she's just overprotective of our son. Is your head ok?" As he went to take off my hat. She called him back, He shrugged a slight sorry and walked back to the woman and their son.

I pushed through the door and hopped up onto the stage, ripping the sticks from their holder. Abe caught my hand as I went to whack the cymbals "Don't start exploding on us. Give him a chance. The whole place has been up his backside all night, don't cut him off before he explains"

I nodded, relenting, and waited for the boys to start the jam again. We worked the tail end of the night, the adrenalin we were running on was ebbing and my eyes were not helping me, both heavy and sad, I dropped the sticks in Abe's lap "I'm off I can't do it anymore. Sorry boys"

"That's ok huny, we were going to finish at 4 anyway remember" Abe gave me a bear hug goodnight as I looked at the clock over his shoulder- 3.50am. I nodded and stumbled to my room.