"I'm scared." Frank whispered as Doctor D strapped him to the bed. "I don't want to hurt."
"It's okay Frank." Gerard muttered as he brushed his hair out of his eyes, his fingers lingering on Frank's cheek. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Please don't go." He whispered as he grabbed Gerard's hand, squeezing it as Dr D stuck a needle under the skin of his arm. "Please don't leave me."
"I won't." Gerard whispered, ignoring the tears leaking down his face. "I'll be here." He whispered, his lips brushing Frank's forehead briefly before nodding to Doctor Death Defying, turning away as he injected a serum into his veins, Frank's muscles automatically tensing.
"I'm sorry." Doctor D said as he placed some electrodes on Frank's temples before hooking them up to a machine, Frank's eyes rolling back in his head, small whimpers leaving his lips. "You should go." He suggested.
"I promised him I wouldn't leave." Gerard replied, tears staining his face as he looked at Frank.
"He's not going to know if you're here or not. His body is going to be too busy keeping him alive to know that he's even here." Dr D explained. "This is going to hurt you as well if you watch it." Gerard relented and climbed to his feet, kissing Frank's forehead before he left the room.
"I'll be back." He muttered.

Mikey watched his brother as he entered the main room of the diner, his fingers entwined with Evangeline's under the desk. He watched as he sank to the floor, tears streaming down his face, his hands shaking as he played with the zipper on his jacket. "I'm going to go talk to him." Mikey whispered, his lips briefly brushing Evangeline's before he climbed to his feet and walked towards Gerard, dropping to the floor opposite him.
"I promised him I would be there but Dr D made me leave and he's hurting."
"He'll be okay."
"No he won't Mikey. He might not be Frank when he wakes up and then where will we be? We'll have lost a member of our team and all because Korse is a heartless motherfucker."

Gerard's head darted up as a scream echoed from Dr D's office, his heart thudding against his chest as he imagined what Frank was going through. Mikey looked at his brother, unsure of what to do or how to fix him. "Why does it hurt?"
"Because of how you feel for him Gee. That's why it hurts."

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Missile Kid sat with her arms around Ray's neck, her face buried in his shoulder as Frank's screams echoed around the diner, plea's for a respite reaching everyone's ears. Beth sat opposite them, his hands over her ears as she dropped her head to the desk to hide the tears streaking down her face.

Two day's had passed since the reconditioning began and there was still no change. Frank's mind was still showing the signs of Korse's control and they didn't seem to be shifting. Dr D was pumping his body full of all the pain relief they could find, but whatever was happening in his mind, counteracted them, pain shooting through his body. "Make it stop." Missile whispered. "Stop him hurting."
"I can't Missile. This needs to happen. We need to make Frank better." Missile nodded and placed her head back on Ray's shoulder.

---

"I've lost connection!" Yelled Korse. "I can't see his mind anymore. What the hell his happening?"
"Someone is tampering with his mind sir." A draculoid stated.
"Can we stop it?" Korse asked, anger pumping through his veins.
"No. We can't stop anything that's happening. The only thing we can do is wait and see how much damage is done."
"I want to distract myself. Come here." Korse ordered, grinning when the draculoid came to a stop in front of him. "Good, now drop your pants and bend over the desk."

The draculoid did what he was asked, biting the inside of his lip as Korse slammed into him, the drac becoming strangely aroused as Korse leant round and began pumping him in time with his thrusts. "My lord, you are big aren't you?" Korse asked breathlessly as he pulled out of the drac and pushed him onto the chair behind him. "Now my turn." He laughed as he lowered himself onto the draculoid's erection, finding a rhythm and pumping himself in time with it.

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"Frank, can you hear me?" Called Doctor D, his hand on the syringe by his side in case there were any adverse effects to the conditioning. "Frank, wiggle your fingers if you can hear me." Everyone watched on with baited breath, their eyes on Frank's hands as they waited for a sign. Three minutes passed with nothing, no sign of movement, Frank's breathing becoming shallower and shallower.
"C'mon Frank." Pleaded Damon as he watched on, his arms resting on Gerard's shoulders. "Just let us know you're alright."

"I don't think it worked." Whispered Gerard, his eyes on Frank's chest, watching the erratic movement that came with each breath. "I don't think he's here anymore."
"Do you want some time with him?" Mikey asked, his hand on his brother's arm. Gerard nodded and waited till everyone had left before pulling a chair up to Frank's bed.

"You really didn't think I'd leave you did you?" Frank croaked, one eye open as he shielded the light from his vision.
"Frankie?" Gerard asked, his voice raising in glee.
"Shh, keep it down. I want you to myself for a while." Frank replied as he sat up, his lips finding Gerard's. Gerard kissed back, his hands tangled in Frank's hair, his pants becoming tighter as he swiped his tongue over his lips.
"You're still you." Gerard muttered as Frank slid off the bed and ground his hips down on Gerard's, moaning as his erection dug into his thigh.
"I'm even more me than I ever was." Frank whispered as he slid his hands between them, undoing Gerard's pants and slipping his hand inside.

Gerard's breath hitched as Frank grabbed hold of him, caressing his flesh as he kissed him, his teeth grazing his bottom lip as Frank shifted his hips so he had more room. "Just, please?" Gerard begged, pouting when Frank let go and lay back down on the bed.
"Get your ass here." He whispered as he unbuckled his belt and tugged his own pants down over his thighs. Gerard didn't hesitate, his jeans deciding they wanted to hit the floor.

His lips met Frank's as soon as he was on the bed, his hands brushing over Frank's bare skin as he reached for him grinding his hips on Frank's. "Fuck me." Frank pleaded, his voice filled with longing.
"Are you...?"
"Don't even fucking bother asking, just fuck me." He said again, his nails leaving half moon grooves in Gerard's hips as he thrust into Frank.

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Everyone averted their eyes as Gerard and Frank walked into the room, red blush creeping up everyone's faces as they looked confused. "What?" Gerard asked as he slid into one of the booths.
"Keep it quiet next time." Evangeline laughed as she wrapped her arms around Mikey. "Because we did not want a run by of what was happening."
"Sorry." Frank whispered, his cheeks on fire as he looked away from them all, his eyes on the setting sun outside the window.
"Hey, don't apologize." Ray said as he shifted positions, placing Missile's head in the crook of his elbow as she slept. "It means you don't want to kill him anymore."
"No, I just want to fuck him through the floor instead." Frank replied truthfully.

"What the hell did you do to him?" Mikey asked Dr D who was sat in the corner laughing.
"Well, I got rid of his desire to kill Gerard, it's just amplified all his other feelings. Except this one, this one has always been strong but now he's not afraid he'll kill him, he can act on it." Dr D explained, watching as Gerard stared at Frank, his jaw open slightly, his pants tighter at the groin.

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