Frank's POV

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The second the band and I were out of the building we were running.

None of us knew where the hospital was, we didn't even have a tiny guess so I went with the feeling in my gut, just like the one I got when in the bus and trying to not worry my head off, my stomach felt like it was dragging me down the road and the guys followed.

I was expecting Gerard to butt in at any moment, say that what I was doing was wrong then try to take over but he seemed to be nearly comatose, lagging behind with a blank expression like he'd gone into shock. I guess he was pretty worried about her as well and she is his little sister but Mikey's her brother as well and he's holding himself together, he's running, keeping up and not letting the fact she might be dead get to him.

To be honest I wish I could do the same thing as Gee, I want to sit down, cry and have a complete panic attack. I'm not going to let myself do that though, so I'm running, biting my lip to fight back tears and trying to pretend that on the inside I didn't feel like my entire universe was slowly crumbling down around me.

I couldn't imagine anything past her, I couldn't think of having more concerts, meeting fans, writing new songs, new albums, I couldn't even think about going back to New Jersey if she wasn't with me while I did it. I had trouble taking my mind off her from the start but this was something else completely, it felt like if she were to disappear from the world then I would too and it scared the fucking crap out of me.

When I was little I was like a lot of other boys, I thought girls had cooties, avoided them at all costs and Mom would say how I'd one day change my mind, that I'd find 'The One', fall in love, get married and maybe have children of my own. When I was six it was a terrifying idea, I was a kid, I liked to run around (when I wasn't sick and in hospital) and just goof off, I didn't like thinking I'd have to get married to some 'icky girl' but here I am, sixteen years later and madly in love.

I understand everything Mom used to say, love, marriage and kids, I'd want to do that with Fallyn. I've actually found The One, my idea of the perfect human, my soulmate and life was mocking me by threatening to take her away. It wasn't just knowing I'd lose her that made me upset, it was knowing how much she could do in the world, she radiated goodness and was so talented, I could imagine her being in a band and playing music for kids that need someone to listen, I look at her and it's the easiest thing to picture.

My eyes registered something I didn't because I was distracted and I came to skidding halt in front of what was very obviously a hospital building, I still remember them from being a kid and I'm not gonna be forgetting them anytime soon.

I wanted to say something to the guys who stopped behind me but knowing she was in there didn't allow my brain to work like it should and I was running towards the entrance at a very slow (and very human) sprint.

The second I went inside I could smell her, it was faint and covered up by a series of other smells but it was there and I knew I'd found where she was, I didn't know whether she was alive or not but it was a step in the right direction.

"I need to find someone who came in here, like right now," I said, immediately going over to the reception desk and looking at the girl sitting behind it, who took her sweet time before looking up to give me an answer.

"I'm going to need name for something like that. We have a lot of people in here considering all the storms." She was chewing a piece of bubblegum and blew a bubble before taking a glance down at the magazine sitting in her lap, she didn't seem to care that much about doing her job and paying attention to anyone.

"A girl, her name's Misty, around five-foot-two, blond and black hair. She would have been brought in here for suicide, jumping off a building. I need to see her, what room's she in?" The guys finally caught up with me and stood next to me, waiting to hear a response from the woman whose badge said her name was 'Hannah'.

"I know who you're talking about but I'm sorry, I can't tell you anything unless you're family, that's how it works here." Family, of course things had to work like that at a time like this, I wish my nose would just work so I could find her but the damn hospital uses too much antiseptic for that and it's like I'm sniffing bleach.

"Miss, I'm her brother," Gerard said before pointing to Mikey, "he's her brother as well, Gerard and Mikey Way. We know her, can you please just give us some details?" I noticed Gerard was giving her 'the eyes' which basically meant he did this smolder kind of thing and girls would usually do anything he wanted but it didn't work this time.

"I'm sorry sir but there's only one listed family member here and since you're not her related to her I can't give out any information."

"You don't understand, I'm really her brother. She could be somewhere in the hospital, dying and I can't get to her because you don't fucking believe that I'm her brother! If she dies I swear, not even God can help you!" Gerard had gotten angry way too fast, he was level headed for a little while and was quickly losing it, there might be a chance that I'll be able to talk Hannah into telling me where Fallyn is but it's not gonna happen when Gee's acting like a crazy person.

"Sir, I'm sorry but I will not take being talked to like that. I'll have to call for security if you continue." Yep, he was gradually digging a deeper and deeper hole for us, one we really didn't need at the moment.

'Ray, can you please talk Gerard down,' I told the lead guitarist and he looked at me before nodding, he was the logical one, he was calm and knew what words to use.

Ray dragged Gerard off by the arm, Mikey following them since he'd need to hold Gee's arms down because there's a good chance he's worked himself up enough to be ready to hit someone. I felt sorry for Gerard, I did, I know how much stress he's under but he's taking his mood out on everyone in sight and needs to stop before he damages something, I'm as worried as he is but I can keep myself under control.
The only person left at the counter was Bob who stood there awkwardly for a couple of seconds before walking over to the rest of the guys, just to avoid being uncomfortable.

"Listen, I'm really sorry that he talked to you like that but he's had a shitty day, we've all had a shitty day. I've felt like I've been wanting to throw up all the time, Gerard and Mikey have been depressed and Gerard's been in a bad mood so he's been taking his temper out on everyone," I was explaining something to her that she wouldn't understand and she kept a blank expression while I talked, "I know I'm not related to her but I need to see this girl, Misty, I love her and I'm terrified that she's dead. When we met she was standing on the side of a bridge and about to kill herself, you've got to understand how badly I need to know she's okay, please."

"You seem like a really nice guy and I wish I could tell you but it's against protocol." She chewed on her lip and tapped her nails on the desk, looking like she was tempted to say something else but keeping it to herself.

"Please break the rules just this once. She's the love of my life and if I don't see her soon something bad will happen and I won't be able to do a thing to change it. Please, I know you're a good person, please." I sounded like I was begging and normally I'd never beg, at least to someone who meant nothing to me but it was over Fallyn and I'd do anything to make sure that she was okay.

Hannah looked at me for a couple more seconds before sighing and nodding, typing away on her computer, her fingers moving quickly across the keyboard and she frowned as she focused.

"Misty Findley, she was admitted at ten-fifty brought in by ambulance and..." Her voice drifted off as she read what else was on the screen and I wanted to jump the desk to know what it was but kept my feet firmly planted on the ground.

"What, what's happened?" I didn't like a single thing about the look on her face and felt my heart slowly sinking as she managed to finish reading from the computer.

"...and declared dead at eleven-fifteen. I'm so sorry."

It felt like everything in me hit the floor all at once, I'd been thinking that the worst case scenario would be me having to turn her into a vampire but even that had to be done quickly after death, it'd been nearly an hour since Fallyn died.

She was dead, truly dead and there's nothing I could do about it.

"Okay, thank you," I mumbled before turning around and walking what felt like nowhere, I didn't know what I was I supposed to do.

"Frank, what's happened?" Bob asked as I walked by, not looking at anything other than the ground, trying to figure out what I was supposed to do with the rest of eternity when I didn't want it anymore.

"She's dead, Fallyn died and we weren't here to save her," I told him, barely able to raise my voice above a whisper and hearing a choking sound from Gerard and Mikey as they bluntly heard the news their sister was dead.

I walked outside, it was raining still and the wind had picked up. It felt like the town was going to be swept away but I couldn't care less if it did, it might as well sweep me away with it because I don't want to be around.

The band used to be the one thing that made me happy, every night I'd go onstage and see the smiling faces in the audience, hear the screaming of the crowd and it felt like I was home, it was the most comfortable place in the world for me but changed when I met her.

My new home is sitting on the couch in the bus and teaching her to play guitar, on the Ferris wheel while she freaked out, lying in bed together at the haunted hotel, whispering and laughing about stupid things while laying in the bunks when she was supposed to be asleep.

I'd found my home, lost it and wouldn't be able to go back ever again.

"Fucking, fuck!" I clenched my hands into fists and dropped onto the ground in the middle of the hospital parking lot, I wanted to hit something and I wanted to scream but I knew it wouldn't make any difference, I'd lost the most important thing in my world and there was nothing I could do.

I'd imagined what it'd be like for it to turn out she was dead when we were on the bus and making our way here but I'd never felt like it was actually going to happen, I just liked to come up with the worst case scenario and now the worst case scenario was reality.

I've only had two people on my life die, one of my grandparents and an aunt, I'd been really close with them but I was a old at the toke and managed to get over it, I didn't get to do that anymore. I was stuck at twenty forever, none of the band knew if it was possible to die as a vampire and I was going to be stuck as an immortal. Gerard would make everyone's lives hell, I had no idea how Mikey was going to take the news and the rest of the guys would cope in their own way but I could still see the collapse of the band happening before my eyes.

"Frank, why are you sitting out here?" I slowly looked up to see Katelyn standing in front of me, the rain was strangely moving around her, like an air pocket that kept her safe and dry while I sat in the pouring rain, not even sure if I was crying or not thanks to how soaked I was.

"Why do you think ghost girl? You're friend's dead and I can't fucking save her this time. Was this a part or your plan for her future?" Katelyn loved to talk about how she saw what Fallyn's destiny was and whether or not I was going to be a part of it and I couldn't help but wonder if she was told that something like this was going to happen.

"I know that, I'm not stupid. What I want to know is why you're not in there trying to save her."

"When someone's been dead for too long they can't be saved, they don't get resuscitated or turned. Their blood goes cold and there's nothing that can be done." I didn't understand the whole process of making a vampire but I knew after an hour of being dead then someone would stay dead, it's the way things work.

"If you loved her you'd try. She can't die yet, there's so many things so needs to do first. If you would-"

"She's dead! There's nothing I can do! When someone dies I have about five minutes to revive them anything over ten minutes means they get turned. Over half an hour is gone, the persons soul goes to heaven or hell and it can't reconnect to the body and a body doesn't work without a soul, okay?! Can you just please leave me alone?" It was already the worst thing for Fallyn to be gone but it was managing to gradually get worse with her dead, angel friend in my ear, saying bullshit about me still being able to save her.

"Frank, you really don't understand. I'm her guardian angel, when she dies it's my job to carry her soul into heaven. I'm supposed to be doing it right now, the other angels told me that it's her time but I've disobeyed, her soul's still here on earth, it's just in limbo. It won't take long for them to figure out what I've done and once they do I'll be cast to hell and they'll send someone else to get her if they haven't already. You have find where she is and bring her back while there's still time, go!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing and wanted to just pretend she was lying but I knew she wasn't, I didn't like Katelyn but that didn't mean I was unable to trust her when it came to Fallyn, she was her best friend after all.

"Are you sure?" I didn't want to get my hopes up only to have them shot down again.

"I'm fucking sure, I was talking to her a couple of minutes ago but if you don't get to her now there won't be anymore Fallyn. Now fucking hurry!" I stood up and bolted into the hospital, mentally swearing that if Katelyn was lying to me I'd kill her, I don't care if she's already dead, there's a way to kill everything.

"Misty Findley, where is she?" I asked, talking to the same woman at the desk and I was expecting that I'd have to beg for information just like last time.

"Room eight, East Ward, fourth floor. They haven't moved her yet, I don't think. Her mother's supposed to be coming in to confirm it's her." I didn't think I was going to get an immediate answer but when I did I was so happy I wanted to kiss and hug the confused looking receptionist, if I had anymore time I would.

I wanted to tell the band that Fallyn was going to be okay, that it was still possible to revive her but I knew Gerard and Mikey wouldn't listen to me with the state that they'd be in and I didn't have the time to give an explanation so I'd be better off bringing her downstairs and showing them she was still alive.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" I told Hannah before sprinting off, ignoring the elevators that everyone else was taking to travel, I could get to the fourth floor faster than the elevator could get to the second.

I found the stairwell and almost broke the door getting in but the second my foot hit the first concrete step I was running as fast as possible, propelling myself with the help of the railing and mentally crossing my fingers. I was scared to hope but made this the one exception, I need hope more than anything else right now, I want to believe that Fallyn's alive just as badly as I want to see her alive.

After a short sprint I finally reached the fourth floor and flung the door open, nearly knocking over a cleaning lady and barely getting out an apology before running off again, asking random nurses and doctors where the East Ward is. They were probably wondering why there was a soaking wet emo running around the hospital but didn't ask any questions and pointed me in the direction I needed to go.

If my heart was working I think it would have been going at a million miles an hour because as a human this much running around would have probably killed me, being onstage was tiring but this was something else.

I knew I was in the East Ward the second I took a breath, I could smell her everywhere. She must have been bleeding a lot when she was walking in because despite there being a lot of bleach to cover it the blood smelt like it was smeared across the hallway it was so strong.

As I ran around, following the scent I was wondering when someone would try to stop me, ask what I was doing running around, who I was here to see, what my name was but instead I just got a bunch of looks then eventually ignored, apparently if it looks like you're supposed to be doing something you won't be stopped. You learn something new everyday.

I finally reached it, the right room with the number eight, written clearly across the closed door and instead of going straight in I hesitated, needed to prepare myself for anything that might happen, from her not waking up to the possibility of her have already been moved downstairs to the morgue.
Everything's gonna be fine, I refuse to think otherwise.

Taking an unnecessary deep breath I twisted the handle and stepped into the room, closing the door behind me and walking over to the sheet covered shape lying on the bed, not moving or giving off any sign of life.

I didn't want to pull the sheet back, I didn't want to see her still and lifeless. I didn't want to see her without color in her cheeks, I didn't want to see her beautiful eyes closed her face blank and emotionless, none of her wonderful personality on display but I had no other option, I wasn't going to let her stay dead.

Slowly and shakily I pulled the bloodstained sheet back, revealing the girl I loved. There was no doubt she'd died from the fall, if not immediately then soon after.

I couldn't see much of the injuries she had and I guess most of them were on the inside, broken bones, internal bleeding, pierced organs, none of them sounded pleasant and they would have been a terrible thing to die from. I could see a fair bit of Fallyn's skin, although a lot of it was covered in blood, where it looks like a tree had scraped her and a line of blood ran from the corner of her lips, it was my worst nightmare in a single image.

Okay, it shouldn't be that hard to bring her back, I just do the same thing I did when she jumped off the bridge and died. Then again I hadn't been madly in love with her when she jumped off the bridge, if I had then I'd have made sure she didn't get a chance to jump off at all.

Dear God, please make this work.

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