***Back at the Regency***

JC and I walk into the hotel room and are met with a roomful of people.

"What the hell?" I yell, "Why don't ya'll just give me a heart attack?"

JC smiles and pats my shoulder, "Welcome to Section." He leans in close to my ear, "I'll give you your welcome home later. I don't think they'll wanna see everything I have planned."

I blush, "I can't wait."

JC disappears into the crowd of people and DJ arrives at my side, "So...Where you been all this time?" He nods towards Justin Chris and Joey. "They wouldn't tell us shit. Just said you'd be back today but you'd probably want to leave early."

"Yeah. Well I'm not sure I can tell you either. Let's just say I was taking some personal time to keep my education up to date."

"Ok, but sooner or later you're gonna have to tell me how hard their training is man."

"Sure. So what'd ya'll do while I was being tortured?"

"Oh, nothing exciting. A small appearance on TRL that ended up in almost the whole two weeks."

"Why's that?"

"They had a little problem with Carson. Seeems he got extremely sick and couldn't work."

"Really? Sounds like I didn't miss too much then?"

"Hell no. Man, we were so bored."

"So what's on the schedule for the next couple days?"

"Nothing. Man I'm about nothinged out. I don't think we can handle it much longer dude."

Lance walks up to us. "Don't worry DJ. Your life is about to get much more exciting than you ever expected it to be."

Justin puts a hand on my shoulder and when I turn to see what he wants I notice Joey, Chris and JC standing behind him. //What the hell is he smiling about?//

"Damn Lance. Can't you stop talking in rhymes for two minutes." Justin exclaims, "You guys might want to pack your earplugs though."

By this time DJ and I had been joined by Murphy and Rodney.

"Would one of you stop smirking and explain what the hell you're talking about?" DJ growls.

A cackling sound from behind me and Lance sends me spinning to wee who had walked up.

"That figures. Jive hasn't told them yet." AJ states.

"How would they? It's not like I've been around to contact." I grumble. "But what haven't they told us yet?"

"You, my friends, are joining the biggest tour of the summer," Joey states.

"And that would be?" Murphy asks.

"The Shooting Star Tour," Chris replies. "We're the headliners."

"What?" Rodney yells. "Why would they put us on tour with a Pop group?"

"Relax guys," Lance states.

JC finally steps up, "Guys, calm down. It's a benefit tour. 'All' proceeds are going to the 'Make a Wish' Foundation'."

"That still doesn't explain why they put us on this tour. Why didn't they clear it with us?" I ask.

"They did. About two weeks ago when you joined my team." JC smiles.

"So who else is going to be on tour with us?" Murphy asks.

Lance pulls out a list four pages long, "Where do I start?"

"That's the list of performers?" Rodney exclaims.

"Prospective, yes. You, us and Backstreet have been confirmed."

I grab a page and look through it, "Wow. All of these groups are considering joining this tour?"

"No. They've all volunteered to join the tour. Since we're the ones' that came up with the bright idea (glares at JC) to do this we get the honor of deciding who to keep and who to out." Lance replies.

"So you (looks at each member of NSYNC) get to make that decision? Not the Foundation?" Murphy questions.

Justin leans into me and smirks, "One of the perks of being the to Pop group in the world."

"Justin!" JC admonishes.

"What? It's true."

I grab a couple more sheets, "So who you all thinking of keeping?"

Joey, Justin, Chris, Rodney, Murphy and AJ groan and wander off to continue partying.

"Follow me gentlemen," Lance says.

"Great," JC grumbles. "You had to ask didn't you?"

"Why do you say that?" DJ asks.

"You'll find out soon enough." JC snivels as we stroll into a connecting room.

"Have a seat men. Actually DJ, I'm glad you and Mark are here. JC and I have been having a hard time deciding."

"Yeah," JC jumps in. "The pop part was easy and we've narrowed some sections down but we still need some help with Rock and Alternative."

I sit down, "You got a list of who you want on tour?"

Lance hands me a notebook.

"Umm...how long are these shows going to be?"

"Five to six hours. They're all scheduled on Saturdays and Sundays. Two shows per city." Lance states.

"What size venue?" DJ asks.

"Stadium?"

I look at the list, "Ummm...I know this may seem like a strange thought considering my field of music but...It seems you have everything here except country."

"Yeah, well we only had some guy named Brad Paisley offer." Lance grumbles.

"Brad," JC blurts. "Why didn't you say something? Damn it Lance. You need to add him to the must haves."

"What? Why?" Lance stammers.

"Think about it." JC glares at Lance with his eyebrows raised.

"Oh....oh shit. Right."

"What?" DJ and I both ask.

"He's a new member of the team. Operations told us he's in training right now." Lance states.

"So we have Nsync, BSB, Sugar Ray, Brad, who else are must haves?" I inquire.

"That's it. We can handle anything that happens with that crew. Won't even have to bring in security." JC proudly states.

"True," Lance agrees. "So who else should we bring along?"

Both JC and Lance look to me, "Well...How about Alicia Keys, Crazy Town, and..." I reach for a few more pages, "Where are the Rock and R&B folks on this list?"

"Here," Lance hands me another list all together.

"Ok. How about Eve, Missy Elliott and/or D Brat? And...Holy Shit...You mean Ozzy actually wants to do this?"

"Yeah, why? Is he big or something? I thought he was old?" Lance states.

I look at JC, who is shaking his head at Lance's comment, "Um...I think you should definitely add him and maybe Korn...I'm not much for the newer Rock that's out now though."

"No, this is great. You've helped a lot." Lance looks at JC, "You want me to have Beth contact them or you wanna do it?"

"I'll handle it." JC heads for the door grabbing my arm, "We'll see you all tomorrow."

I follow him out the door, through the group of people and out another door. Once we were in the hall he lets go of my arm and smiles at me.

"Sorry, I just wanna talk to you for a few minutes. Alone."

"It's ok. I was starting to think that maybe we'd never get any time alone ever."

He opens his door and we walk in. JC starts stripping layer after layer off.