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Rock of Ages, Forever	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics. Blood may not be sweet to human's, but for vampire's, it very well may be.
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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt38
A week later every one was busy getting every thing ready before the move to Holland to start recording. Joe had been on the phone just about every day setting up one thing or another. Making sure the house was taken care of while they were gone, buying plane tickets, renting a house in Holland, which was Sav’s job, usually, but he was no where to be found. Having left after the incident with Joe in the studio and had yet to return. Some people did come and pack his stuff and cleaned his room, even brought in new furniture. They took every thing except what he would need for the trip. At least Joe knew that he was going over with them. A couple of days before they were scheduled to leave Joe and Rick were sitting in the living room, going through some papers when they heard something bang against the front door and the knob jiggle. Joe put the papers down on the table and told Rick he would get it. Going over he unlocked the door and opened it, he had to jump out of the way as Sav fell to the floor, a woman screamed as she fell with him.
“Ouch, that hurt.” Sav said and started laughing looking up at Joe. “Oh hi Joe. why are you upside down?” He began to laugh again. And when he noticed that Joe wasn’t laughing he stopped. “Oh Tammy this is Joe, Joe, Tammy, try saying that fast three times.”
Tammy pushed herself up off Sav and straightened her clothes. Several buttons were undone on her blouse and she quickly buttoned them. “Hi, nice to meet you.”
Sav jumped to his feet and noticed Rick in the living room. “Hey Rick, how’s it going. That’s Rick over there. Best one armed drummer in the world. Matter of fact, the only one.”
Joe finally spoke up. “Where have you been Sav?”
“Who’s Sav?” Tammy asked.
“Oh that’s me,” he started with a chuckle “Too many Rick’s gets confusing after a while.”
Taking in Sav's slightly off kilter stance and how fast he was talking, Joe sighed but still asked, “Are you drunk?”
Sav spun his head toward him and swayed, “Which one you want answered first?”
“Both.” Joe shot back.
“I told you not to wait up. And yes I am.”
“That was over a week ago.” Joe commented.
“Was it?” Sav frowned, scratching his head. “I don’t keep track of time any more...I mean...what’s the point.” he laughed at his own joke. “...I do have forever.”
“You could have at least called.” Joe said.
“Is he your keeper Rick?” Tammy asked.
“No,” he answered trying to stifle a laugh. “But he tries to be.”
“He looks kind of mad.” Tammy observed.
“He probably is. Anyway...” he started and went over to Joe. “He’ll get over it.”
Joe just stared at him as he ran his finger down his chest. Before Joe even knew what was happening, Sav pushed him against the wall and kissed him full on the lips. Stepping back a few seconds later, he patted Joe’s chest. “Sorry, couldn’t help. It was just the look on your face was very appealing.” Sav took Tammy’s hand and led her to the stairs. Seeing Rick sitting in the chair with his mouth open at what he just saw. “You might want to close your mouth Rick, it might get a bit dry in there.”
Rick closed his mouth and looked over at Joe who was closing the door. He came back over to the couch and flopped down, then looked at Rick, Joe held his hand up to stop any questions before he could ask. “Not a word.”
“I wasn’t going to say anything.” Rick told him.
Several hours later they called it a night and went to bed. Joe was having problems sleeping lately and he didn’t want to rely on drugs to help him. All these problems with Sav were weighing heavily and Joe had no idea how they were all going to make it through the next year recording. He heard the door to Sav’s room close and someone go down the hall, then the front door closed. He guessed it was Tammy leaving. Joe glanced over at the clock, to see it read almost six a.m.
“I know your not asleep, Joe.”
Joe almost jumped out of his skin at the sound of his voice. “Damnit Sav, stop doing that.”
“Sorry. We need to talk.”
“About what?” Joe asked, but he already knew.
“About the other day and how to deal with it in the future.” Sav softly replied.
“Not now, I’m tried, I haven’t been sleeping very good lately.”
Sav didn’t say anything more, he pushed himself away from the door and was gone. Joe could have hit himself for that. They did need to talk about it and get things straightened out. Why now of all times? Why not ten years ago? This is just too crazy. His best friend is a vampire and now he wants to go elsewhere with their friendship. He never thought Sav was like that, hell he wasn’t. This has only just came up since he returned from that hell hole that Nick had him in. And what was he going to do about it? Go ahead and do it and be done with it or just leave it alone and maybe it’ll work itself out in the long run. Joe grabbed his pillow to cover his face, yelling his frustration in the soft material.
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Joe stared at the ceiling for what seemed like the hundredth time in as many days. He would never make it through the recording of this album if he doesn’t get any rest. Finally giving up, he got up, took a shower and dressed. Heading downstairs he stopped at Sav’s door, hesitating he knocked. Rolling his eyes he though why am I knocking, he wont hear it? Opening the door Joe looked in. He didn’t see him in bed. Going further into the room, he checked the bathroom, closet and under the bed, but he wasn’t here. “Great we leave in a couple of hours and he isn’t here.” Joe said aloud.
Making his way downstairs, Phil was on the phone making last minute arrangements. Joe had made the trip plans with Sav in mind. Making sure that they only traveled at night and timing the arrival at the house in Holland before the sun came up over there. No one seemed to mind that he had done it that way. They were just glad that Sav was going.
Finishing his call, Phil hung up and turned to Joe, “I thought you were going try and sleep up until we left.”
“Who said I was sleeping.” Joe replied.
“Maybe you should see a doctor.” Phil commented.
“I wouldn’t know what to tell them as to why I can’t sleep.”
“Anything, just not the truth.” Phil said with a shrug of his shoulders.
“Yeah well maybe it will better once we get to Holland. Have you seen Sav today?”
“No not since he left the other day.”
“He came home last night, drunk again I might add. I think he left again, he's not in his room.” Joe informed him.
“Really. Does he know we’re leaving tonight?”
“Yes he knows.” Joe said.
“Think he’ll be here on time?”
“I don’t know, just have to wait and see.”
“Well, I’m ready. It’s going to feel good to finally get back in the studio.”
“Yeah same here. I’m looking forward to the tour also,” Joe said smiling. “That’s the best part.”
Vivian and Rick came in a short time later, all excited to be finally leaving to record the next album.
“Shouldn’t we be leaving soon?” Vivian said. “It is a long way to the airport.”
”We’re waiting on Sav.” Phil told them.
“Is he coming. I didn’t think he was flying over with us.” Rick wanted to know.
“He’s supposed to be, his suitcase is upstairs packed.” Phil told them.
Not long after Phil said that Sav breezed into the house. “Hey, thought you guys would have been gone already.”
“We’re waiting on you. Where have you been?” Phil asked.
“Hiding from the sun. I couldn’t go out until it was safe. Didn’t want to get burned, it’s nasty and it hurts.” Sav told them.
“We’re going to miss our plane if we don’t leave now.” Joe told them.
“Let me get my stuff.” Sav flew from the room and was back in seconds.
Phil was laughing when he came back.
“What’s so funny?” he asked looking from one to the other.
“Sav, I hope you don’t do that on stage. People will want what ever it is you’re on.” Phil said and laughed more.
“I’ll try not to. Hey, you can always put a chain around my foot, that way I wouldn’t be able to.” Sav jokingly said.
They all erupted in laughter again at the mental image that proposed.
“Lets go, we’re running late.” Joe told them heading for the door. Everybody grabbed their stuff and went to the cars.
“Joe and I will go in my car. You guys in that one.” Sav told them as he pointed to 1962 Cadillac.
“Nice wheels Sav. Who’s is it?” Vivian asked.
“Nick's, he let me borrow it for tonight.” Sav told them.
“You’re going to blow me out of the car with the top down.”
“Come on, Joe. Where’s your since of adventure? It’s great, almost like flying.” Sav told him with a brilliant smile.
“Well, I wouldn’t know about that. I can’t fly like you.”
Sav grabbed their bags and threw them in the trunk, “Oh come on Joe, get in the car.”
“Have you been drinking again?” Joe asked.
Sav looked over at him. “No,” and closed the trunk. “Lets go, they won’t hold the plane forever.” he went around the driver’s side and got in. Joe went over to his side and slid into the seat. “Meet you guys at the airport.” Sav yelled out.
Going slow through the neighborhood they rode in silence, but once Sav hit the highway, he sped up to well above the speed limit. Joe looked over to see how fast they were going and was startled to see that it read just above ninety.
“Sav slow down, your doing ninety.” Joe yelled.
He glanced down at his speed and over at Joe. “Don’t worry, I'm not going to wreck.”
“If you do, I’ll be dead.” Joe commented.
“I wont let that happen,” Sav replied and he slowed down a little. “Better.”
“Won’t let what happen?”
“I wont let you die.” Sav told him.
Joe just looked at him. He got the meaning behind those words and didn’t doubt that he would do it. The drive to the airport was uneventful, except for the speeding. They rode most of the way in silence, since it was too hard to talk over the wind. Sav pulled up into the short-term parking and put the top up. After retrieving their bags from the trunk, they had to wait twenty minutes for the others to arrive.
“What took you so long Phil?” Sav asked as they came up.
“I didn’t drive as fast as you did,” Phil said. “It’s too dangerous on these roads.”
“We weren’t in any danger.”
“What would you have done if you wrecked, Sav? Unlike you, Joe can be killed.”
“I wouldn’t let that happen. I think I told Joe the same thing, just a short time ago.”
“And if you had wreck and he was..,” Phil started.
“I would have brought him across. Simple as that.” Sav shot back.
Joe glared at him, but didn’t say anything.
“Come on kids, lets go, were late already.” Vivian said.
Going into the terminal, they were stopped by several people wanting autographs. Joe finally had to tell them that they were late for their flight and couldn’t sign any more.
Reaching the counter first, Sav pulled out his ticket and handed to it the clerk, she punched in the name.
“I’m sorry, if you’ll excuse me a moment.” She told him, then walked away.
“What’s going on Sav?” Rick asked.
Sav turned to him and shrugged his shoulders.
“Flight #186 to Pairs connection in New York. This is the final boarding call.” Came over the intercom.
“Wait a minute, isn’t that our flight?” Rick asked looking down at his ticket.
Joe looked at his ticket also, “Yes it is and we’re not even checked in.”
“Great now we’ll have to wait for another flight.” Phil commented.
The clerk came back, followed by another woman.
“They just called final boarding for our plane.” Sav started. “What’s the hold up?”
“I’m checking that now sir.” The other woman said.
“They’re not going to hold the plane.” Joe said watching the door close.
“Here it is Mr. Savage.” She said smiling.
“I don’t see any thing to smile at, we just missed our plane.” Sav told her, a bit of anger touching his voice.
“Your seats were sold to someone else.” She told him.
“Excuse me.” Sav said surprised. “These were made two weeks ago, and why didn’t someone from the airlines call me about selling my seat.”
“I’m sorry about that, a letter was sent out.”
”I didn’t get it.” Sav informed her.
Joe came up to the counter and handed his to her. “They were all reserved at the same time, did you sell mine also?”
She took his and looked at the name. “Yes it was along with the other three.”
“Ok, now the airlines has to make other arrangement for us to get there.” Joe said angrily. “And I want my money back.”
She bent down and unlocked a safe that was under the counter. Opening an envelope she pulled out a piece of paper. “Here’s your money Mr. Elliott.” She handed him over a bunch of bills. “And it says here that other arrangements have already been made.” She signaled for a porter to come over and take their bags.
“That’s very kind of the airlines to sell our seats and turn right around and make other arrangements.” Phil commented before Joe or Sav could, he knew both of them would go off on a tangent about the lack of airline guidelines.
“Oh, we didn’t make them someone told us not to. If you’ll follow Jeremy, he will show you where to go. Sorry for the inconvience gentlemen. Enjoy you’re flight.” She told them, the smile never leaving her lips.
“They sold our seats. In the past fifteen years we’ve been doing this, that has never happened.” Joe grumbled. “Where are we going?” he asked as he noticed that they were being led out of the building.
“Normally a limo would take you to the plane, but one wasn’t available and we have to walk.”
“How far?” Rick called out.
“Just over there.” Jeremy pointed across the tarmac to several airplane hangers.
“All the way over there. That’s a long way.” Rick said.
Sav turned around and started walking backwards. “I could fly over carrying one at a time.”
“Yeah and have us arrested and study like lab rats.” Phil laughed.
“Ok fine, but you don’t know what you’re missing.” Sav said. He looked around and spotted what he was looking for. He dropped his bags and ran over to the cart that they carry the luggage on. Glancing at it a minute, he started it up and drove it over to them. “Your limo awaits gentlemen.”
“Mr. Savage, you’re not permitted to drive one of those.” Jeremy said.
“Then the airlines should have made arrangements to transport us.” he mentioned. Rick was the first one to move he threw his bags on and sat down.
“Well.” Sav looked at the others.
“Where to old to be playing like children.” Vivian commented as he got on, followed by Joe and Phil.
“Who’s says were old. I don’t feel old.” Sav chuckled.
“And you wouldn’t.” Vivian laughed with him.
“You sure you haven’t been drinking Sav?” Joe asked again.
“Only what I have to. Jeremy you’re up here with me.”
“I could lose my job for this.” he said and got on.
“That’s ok, you can work for me.” Sav said and took off.
“Doing what?” he asked.
“I don’t know. But you’ll be getting paid to do hardly anything.”
“Aren’t you guys a rock band?” Jeremy asked.
“Yeah, going to Holland to record our ninth album. I take it you don’t listen to rock music.”
”No, not really.” Jeremy told him.
“Doesn’t matter, you can still have a job if you need it.” Sav told him. “Which one?”
“That one over there, number 4.” Jeremy said pointing.
“Must not be leaving soon, the doors aren’t even open.” Rick said.
“They're always closed, up until they start the engines,” Jeremy told them. “You have to go through those doors.”
”Sorry you have to drive this back Jeremy. If you do get fired give me a call.” Sav told him and wrote on his cancelled plane ticket his number and signed it. Reaching into his pocket Sav pulled out some bills and hand them to him. “Thanks for your help Jeremy.”
“Thank you Mr. Savage, have a safe trip.”
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