~~~Frank's POV~~~

I watched Mikey as he slept, staring at the slight bump of his stomach. Gerard had told me about what he wanted just days before we went to Bl/nd. I took Mikey's hand and watched him. God he was gorgeous. God, I wish I'd tried to claim him before Gerard had made a move on him. I looked around before leaning over and gently kissing Mikey's soft, velvet lips. I felt his lips press back against my own and I opened my eyes to meet his. His eyes were closed. I pulled back.
"Gee? Where am I?"
I closed my own eyes.
"It's Frank. You're in the medic hall."
"Why? What happened?"
"You started hyperventilating."
He nodded and looked up at the ceiling.
"Why did you kiss me? He hasn't even been gone for two days."
He got up, fuming, ripping his IV's out and heading over to Ray. I watched Mikey cuddle up to him, sobbing. Movement caught my eye and I turned to see a Bl/nd operative coming in. I yelled, grabbing my gun. Bob walked by me as they put their hands up. He accepted a slip of paper and they left. He glanced at us, face pale before he spoke out loud.

'The Killjoys, Kobra Kid, Jet-Star, and Fun Ghoul, are hereby formally invited to the burial of Party Poison.
No Man's Land.
14th March. 3pm'

I turned to Ray and Mikey and slowly walked over.
"I don't think we should."
Ray rocked Mikey.
"It could be a trap."
"Fuck you all. I'm going. If they kill me, fucking great."
I swallowed and nodded.
"Ray, we're going."

~~~14th March. 2:50pm~Mikey's POV~~~

I slowly climbed out the car, glancing around. It was quite cold. I shivering and tried to zip my jacket up, eyes watering as I caught my bump. Ray wrapped an arm around me and Frank lingered back. He knew I was pissed with him and he didn't even try to convince me otherwise. We walked over to the graveyard in the centre of No Man's Land. A Bl/nd operative held out a small bag to me. I accepted it gently with a curt nod. I glimpsed in it. A black book, Gerard's gun and jacket. The last few possessions I had of my brother's. We were lead into the main hall. I curled up against Ray as we sat down, staring at the coffin, at the vibrant red hair of my lover. I got up, tears streaming down my face. The Exterminator gave me a nod as if to say sorry. I glared at him before looking down at Gerard. I stroked his cheek before leaning down and kissing him, murmuring softly to him as the ceremony began.
"I miss you baby... It's not the same without you... I miss seeing that bright red hair darting through people... Your shitty jokes when everyone's down..."
I took his hand and placed it against my baby bump.
"We were gonna have a baby together, Gee-Bear. I've got my four month bump. It's not going to be the same raising it without you."
I looked around and got up to sing a song when the pastor nodded at me. I took the acoustic off of him and sat down, playing some chords of a song I'd been working on. My voice cracked as I hit the chorus.

"If I could be with you tonight
I would sing you to sleep
Never let them take the light behind your eyes
One day I’ll lose this fight
As we fade in the dark
Just remember you will always burn as bright."

Frank came up to sing and I just focused on playing the chords. We finished and I set it down, stumbling over to Ray. He slid an arm around me and lead me outside. He helped me clamber into the back of the car and I lay down, crying. I grabbed the book from the bag and flicked through it. It was his diary. I read through the last entry.

"Gracie got kidnapped by Bl/nd a few days ago. We going to save her tomorrow. God, Ray and Bob are so lucky to have a child. I hope Mikey and I could have a family some day. I'm going to propose to him when we get back tomorrow. He's going to love the ring. It's just like his eyes."

'I hope Mikey and I could have a family some day.' 'Going to propose.'
The words ran through my mind like daggers and I sobbed into my hands.

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