She found Tony Mike and Zak sitting at a table in the staduim clubhouse bar, which had been overtaken by the band members and crew for the night drinking pints out of plastic cups and laughing amongst each other "Hey you guys, have you seen Greg?" she asked as she joined them.

"He was here a while back.. had a drink then left" Mike informed her

"Well he was suppose to call for me in my dressing room only he never showed" Sandra frowned

"He has probably got distracted, and is hanging around somewhere" Tony spoke up

"I have looked for him everywhere.. he doesnt seem to be about" Sandra then said "I will go back to my dressing room and check there in case I missed him and he is waiting" she then said

"If we see him we will let him know you are looking for him" Zak told her

"Thanks" Sandra replied and walked away.

Tony took a drink and watched her go "Actually I do think I know where Greg is, but I don't think Sandra would be too happy if she found out" he then confessed to the others

"What do you mean?" Mike demanded

"When I went to the gents earlier I seen him, only he was not alone if you know what I mean"Tony replied "Had his arm around this leggy blonde babe

Mikes expression grew grim "So he has started screwing around on her.. I warned him when we started on this tour he better not mess her about"

"Hey C'mon we got these girls throwing themselves at us its hard to say no sometimes" Tony said in defence

"Don't stick up for him" Mike snapped "I should go and tell Sandra exactly the sort of thing he is getting up to"

"Yeah good idea" Tony retorted "Then they will have a hellulva row and they will be upset and the band gets screwed up.. leave it man.. she will find out soon enough, then she can deal with it.. besides which you arent exactly innocent yourself" Tony pointed out "You got a girlfriend at home and you and weren't short of female company the other night yourself.. so no point in being hypocritical"

"Yeah but I didnt screw them" Mike replied in defense

He was not happy but he had known Sandra a long time from they were kids.. he had come to look upon her like a sister, he had never been completely comfortable with her relationship with Greg, he knew he was trouble, but Sandra didnt seem to take this into account much, and had more or less told him to mind his own business when he had tried to warn her about him in the beginning. She said she was old enough to look after herself and know what she was doing so he had said no more on the matter.. as much as he hated admitting it he knew Tony was right, Sandra would not appreciate his interference. He would just have to sit back and let her realise it for herself.

Sandra made her way back to the dressing room, her heart sank when she found it empty "Where the hell are you" she muttered in annoyance, she decided to go and check near the stage area where U2 where still doing their Gig, maybe he was watching the show.

Although she went with every intention of looking for Greg, when she got there she lingered to watch U2 perform, she liked watching them, they played like such a united unit it always fascinated her no matter how many times she seen them from where she stood she couldn't see Bono or Adam too well.

Edge was away on the far side of the stage the nearest person in her sight was Larry.. they were playing I will follow his whole effort and concentration was on his drums and the rythmn He was dressed in a black vestlike top a fine sheen of perspiration covered his face and bare arms.

It made her recall the incident a few days ago, she had been passing his dressing room the door had been ajar Larry had been playing on the drums.. she wasnt sure if he was rehearsing for the show that night, or just been letting lose his pent up frustration on the drums, but the pure effort of concentration he was putting into it.. he was obvilous to the world around him and Sandra watching him she wondered was he trying to block out the hurt of his failed relationship...

She had heard that he had ended it with his girlfriend.. the one she had overheard him talking to on the phone, the other members of the band had closed ranks to help him through it, warning that if Larry seemed out of sorts, to excuse him, or give him a wide berth he was having some personal problems to deal with and to respect his privacy.

She had suddenly felt bad spying on him whilist he was lost in playing the drums and had slipped away, but the image of him stayed with her, and watching him now his handsome face creased with that same effort she realised with him it had to be all or nothing.. there was no half measures. The song ended and only then did he allow himself to relax, taking a swipe at his sweaty brow with his arm and get his breath back

"Hey babe" a voice broke into her thoughts.. she turned to see Greg standing there, he slid his arm around her waist and kissed her on the fore head. For some reason Sandra felt her face heat up guiltily that she had been lost in thought about Larry and forgot all about Greg

"Where have you been you promised to meet me an hour ago" she exclaimed indignantly suddenly remembering she had reason to be mad at him

"Yeah I know I am sorry I got caught up in a conversation with some of our fans and lost track of time" Greg replied "They just wouldn't let me get away"

"Really?" Sandra sounded a little skeptical

"Oh don't give me a hard time I am here now and will be by your side the rest of the night.. I really need a drink, c'mon"

he put his arms around her shoulder and led her away. Sandra decided it wasn't worth the hassle of being mad at him, he was with her now.. that was all that mattered.