Hell or High Water

Gerard laid in the small bed, tubes going down his throat and needles in his arms. Frank swore under his breath and walked over to Gerard. Gerard was deathly pale the only thing indicating that he was alive was the heart monitor and the steady rise and fall of his chest. Frank gently grabbed Gerard’s hand turned it over. Small black stitches went across his wrists in a neat line. Frank sighed and sat down on the chair beside the bed. Frank rubbed his face and let out a choked sob. The same cold hand that grabbed his shoulder rubbed his back comfortingly. Frank looked up at Mikey with stained glass eyes and colorful tears.
“I can give them back. If you want them that is.” Mikey whispered and crouched.
“Give what back?” Frank mumbled.
“Your memories. I can give them to you but for a price.” Mikey sighed.
“What’s the price?”
“I do not have Gerard’s memories, you have to promise me that you will help him get them back. Back in the asylum in the second drawer is a box full of scribbles and notes of what he remembers. I will bring them to you but like all things there is a price for him getting his memories back too. He will have to sacrifice his life to become like me. Because this is so unnatural that is the price he has to pay.” Mikey explained.
“Why not me? Why him?”
“Because Frank, reaping is in our blood. We all have darkness inside, it’s just more stronger in some. Besides, I let you in on a little secret. Gerard’s your reaper, I’m Pete’s. I love Gerard but if the only way is for him to become like me then so be it.”
“You have an evil, wicked way of saying I love you, ya know that? And who’s Pete?”
“Wentz. The cute boy who is actually Gerard’s doctor. The best of us can find happiness in misery.”
“Did you just pull that out of your ass? And you mean the guy that Alex is talking to?” Frank asked. Mikey nodded and sighed.
“Alright let’s get this show on the road.” Mikey sighed and pulled one of the feathers off of his wings. “Alright. This will hurt. A LOT.” Mikey stabbed the feather into Frank’s eye and into his brain. Mikey covered Frank’s mouth to muffle the scream and pushed it the feather farther in. Mikey mutter a few choice words and the feather faded into Frank’s brain. Frank reached up to feel if his eye was still there but ended up pointing himself in the eye.
“What the fuck was that!?”
“Me shoving all your memories into your eye which is still there and perfectly fine.” Mikey chuckled. Frank looked at him, confused.
“But I don't remember anything”
“Just look at Gerard and they’ll start coming back.” Mikey smiled and disappeared with a flap of his wings. Frank got up and hovered over Gerard. And like a tsunami all the memories flooded his mind. All the laughs, smiles, all the pain and sorrow, all the anger but the one that stood out was his love for his best friend.
“Gee…” Frank leaned down and kissed Gerard’s head. Pete walked in and smiled.
“Are you two a item?”
“...no. He doesn’t remember me.” Frank mumbled.
“That sucks. Well I ship you two anyway, I would say it’s romantic that you’re here waiting for him to wake up but the reason he’s here is no where near romantic.” Pete chuckled lightly. “I talked Alex into letting you stay here by the way. I mean you can’t leave without supervision but you’re staying here instead of the ward.”
“Alright. But where am I going to sleep?”
“There’s a reason I chose this room. The couch may not be that comfortable but it’ll work. Hospital food sucks so I’m getting Mikey to bring you food.”
“Wait. Mikey? You can see him too?” Pete raised a brow and chuckled.
“What do you mean? Of course I can. I mean he isn’t a ghost or anything. Anyway, I’ll bring some blankets in a couple minutes. Also do you want me to fix your nose? It’s broken.”
“Yeah...sure.” Frank mumbled his shoulders passively. Pete grabbed Frank’s face and cracked his nose back into place. “OW! FUCK!”
“You agreed to it.” Pete chuckled grabbing a few tissues and wiping the blood off Frank’s nose.
“Oh go fuck yourself Wentz.” Frank snapped. Pete rolled his eyes and tossed the tissues in the trash. Mikey appeared beside Pete with a lock box in his hands. Frank jumped, not expecting Mikey to pop up like that. Frank placed a hand over his racing heart and glared up at Mikey. “Jesus Mikey warn me before you go popping up at random times!” Pete looked around but didn’t see Mikey.
“Sorry but here’s the box, it make things easier I made the memories into orbs so the only thing you have to do it press them into his forehead and the rest will take care of itself.” Mikey said backing up into the doorway. Mikey changed into his human form and walked back in, wrapping his arms around Pete’s waist. (A/N: Which is just basically him during the Revenge Era) Pete grinned.
“Well hello there Mr. Way.” Pete purred. Mikey giggled and kissed Pete on the cheek.
“Hey babe. Can you leave for a sec so I can talk to Frank?” Mikey asked. Pete nodded.
“Alright, I’ll be in my office if you need me.” Pete winked, indicating his true intentions and walked out. Frank fake gagged.
“Get a room.” Frank grumbled. Mikey rolled his eyes.
“Whatever Frank, just because you’re still a virgin doesn’t mean you can take your sexual frustration out on me.” Frank blushed and glared at him.
“And you would know!”
“I would considering I had to keep track of you, Gerard and Pete.” Mikey chuckled. “And I also know about your little crush on Gerard. Well more like obsession.”
“I’m not obsessed! And I don’t have a crush!”
“That’s not what your right hand thinks.” Mikey teased. Frank flipped him off.
“Shut that dick hole called a mouth and give me the box.” Frank grumbled. Mikey chuckled and sat down.
“Alright I’m done teasing for now. Here’s the box and one at a time start giving his memories back, don’t rush it, and only two every five hours or he will go into shock.” Mikey said seriously. Frank nodded. Mikey handed him a key on a chain. “Keep that key with you at all times. Now I have a boyfriend I need to attend to.” Frank rolled his eyes and slipped the necklace on.
“Okay. Go give Pete some head or something like that.” Frank laid down and slid the box under the couch. Mikey rolled his eyes and walked out. Frank sighed and looked at Gerard. He sat there watching over Gerard until he drifted off to sleep.

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