3 Month's later 

Grace's POV

It had been three months since I arrived in Boston at Arrowwood, and let's just say it isn't as bad as I thought - but don't get me wrong, I'd rather be on tour. The toursies had been keeping me updated on everything, apparently, Ben left the tour and went home to Virginia to spend more time with his family. I'm not surprised really, after all, that he had been through. He had started face timing me recently as well, finally able to muster up the courage to speak, but he doesn't think he'll be going back on stage anytime soon. 

Jules and Clark had made life more fun anyway. We all auditioned for the school play: The Wizard of Oz, in which I was cast as the Lion, Clark was the Tinman and Jules was The Wicked Witch of the West. We had all had a blast, constantly annoying the other kids in the home with our constant belting of show tunes. Who knew that theatre nerds could be found anywhere if you just look hard enough. 

We would spend hours talking at night in mine and Jule's bedroom about anything and everything until Miss Dayles would have to practically drag Clark out of the room.

I still spoke to Will all the time, and he was glad that I had found a bit of happiness away from the tour, yet whenever we spoke it seemed as if he was holding something really important back. But I know how it feels to be pressured into talking when you don't want to so I left him be - for the times being. 

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The toursies are arriving in Boston next week, and I am currently through the roof with excitement. Clark and Jules are also really excited to see the show but they are constantly telling me to shut up about it because, and I quote: 'we know you are excited but I am trying to sleep, so SHUT IT!'

We would all, however, break into a fit of laughter afterwards because they said it so often and we are also just strange people so it is just as appropriate to laugh afterwards or we would not be living up to expectations set by people who assume they know what it is like to be weird. Trust me, we know what it is like to be weird. 

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Josh's POV

Dear Mr. Burrage, 

I regret to inform you that your application to become an adoptive parent has been rejected on the ground of your unstable living arrangments on tour. We hope to have another application from you in the future, once you have settled down. 

With thanks,

Shirley Humfrey,

Social Worker. 

I read and re-read the letter so many times. This can't be happening, I need to get Grace out of there. She needs to be back on tour. She can't wallow away in there. 

With frustration pumping through my vain, I threw the letter across the room then proceded to throw the glass that sat on the bedside table at the wall, allowing it to smash into dust-like pieces and scatter on the floor. 

I brushed my hands through my hair and steadied my breathing so that I wouldn't maim Sky who had just shot up from his bed at the sound of the glass colliding with the chipped paintwork on the wall. 

"Dude, are you Okay?" questioned Sky, who walked over to my bed, sat down next to me and proceeded to rub my back in a comforting manner. 

"no!" I cried, turning around and sobbing into Sky's flannel shirt.

"Rejected?"

"rejected."

Still rubbing my back, Sky asked, "Why?"

"Becuase I'm on tour," I said bluntly, "maybe I should leave?"

Sky stopped rubbing my back and placed a hand on each of my shoulders, forcing me to face him. "No, Grace is happy for now, and we're seeing her in just a few days. She'll be fine until tour ends. Okay?"

"Okay," I replied now looking down into my hands. 

I looked at the time and realised it was time for us to go do a show. I perked up slightly, doing the show always made me healthy, stuck my hand out like Superman and yelled, "OFF WE GO TO DO A SHOW!" I drew out the 'w' for dramatic effect causing Sky to start to cry laughing on the way out. 

Soon enough I was stood in my Darcy costume, arm's linked with Lizzy's. She and Ben had put their relationship on hold until the end of the tour where they decided together that Ben would move back to New York along with Lizzy and start his career again. It was so cute to see how smitten Lizzy was that she had persuaded Ben to move back after the tour ended. I think she may have pulled Grace into the mix as well, and when it comes to Grace, Ben is completely overprotective of her. And also the prospect that she would be left alone in my care in New York just terrified Ben beyond compare and he instantly agreed to come back after that idea was thrown into the mix. It was a teamwork high-five kind of moment. 

We walked on stage, each with proud smiles as we pretended to look down upon the guys playing Newsies and delivered our lines. As soon as I was in the wings I had several dressers help me make my quick change and before I knew it I was Jorgelino Josephino De La Guerra on stage with my Newsies family. And boy, I don't quite know how I thought I could quit. Will Grace understand?

I completely nailed my performance tonight and I have been happier than I have been in a long while. Because I was in such a happy mood, I decided that I would call Grace to see how she was doing but I might not mention the letter - Oh my gosh! I never told Grace I was trying to adopt her. I face palmed. I knew there was something I forgot to tell someone. 

I picked up my phone and after the third ring Grace finally answered. 

Grace Josh 

JOSHIEEEEEE

GRACIEEEEEEE

How are you? What's that noise in the background

Oh! It's a girls birthday here, so we're having a party. How's everyone? I mean I already spoke to lots of the toursies earlier but a lot can change in a few hours like you could have adopted a puppy, or someone could have gotten a new role -

Grace! *laughs* you ramble a lot don't you?

*laughs* yeah, but is everything okay?

Grace, I have to tell you something. 

Oh god, no one is hurt, are they? Is it Will or Skybell, or Chaz or Dan or -

Iamtryingtoadoptyou

What?

I am trying to adopt you, but -

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee no way! Seriously!?

Yes, but I have to wait till tour is over, I am so sorry.

Josh, I don't care, Thank you so much, I mean you're adopting me!

I can't wait for you to come live with me in New York, I have to just get accepted as an adoptive parent. 

You'll make the best dad ever.

I hope I will

*muffled noise over the line* I'm sorry Josh but the cake is about to come out

Go on kiddo, have a good time

Thank you! Byeee

Byeee

*call ended*

I sighed and went to go get changed out of my sweaty costume. I went to stage door and quickly went through the whole line. I came back in to see Will sitting on the stairs with a few tears in his eyes. 

"Hey, you okay?" I asked.

He shook his head and took a deep breath sucking the tears back in. "I miss Grace."

"We all do," I rubbed his back then contemplated what to do, "do you want to go get ice cream? We could ask the others?"

"Yeah"

It was only 30 minuets later, but all of us toursies were having a blast, laughing our heads off in the park, eating our slowly melting ice cream. Sure we were two family members down, but all families lose members, it is a part of life. But the one thing that kept us smiling was the fact that at the end of tour, we would have them back.