Safe?.... Never! (Re-edited for easier reading)

Frank stared at the corpse.. His hands sweating and his mouth dry. Callum placed a hand on his arm.

"Frank?.. Is it him?.."

Slowly, Frank turned away from the gruesome sight, and looked from one concerned face to the other.

".. Frank?"...

Frank's head spun, the room tilting violently beneath his feet, then everything went black.
Callum saw the younger man's eyes roll back, and quickly stepped forward to catch him, before carefully lowering him to the floor.

"Could you get him some water please?.."

He asked a concerned looking Rick. The coroner nodded, then hurried away.

".. Frank?.. Frank, can you hear me?.."

Callum took off his jacket and folded it up under Frank's head, then tapped the unconscious man's cheek a couple times.

".. Come on Frank.."

He muttered.
Frank groaned, his eyes fluttering and his hand moving blindly up to his temple. Callum sighed in relief.

".. Thank God.."

He said to the ceiling, then turned his attention back to the young man before him, who was now trying to sit up.

".. Easy there Frank. Take it slow"

Frank grunted and frowned at the detective.

"What happened?"

Callum smiled as he helped Frank up to his feet, and over to the chairs by the wall.

"You fainted Frank.."

Frank hung his head. What was he? Some weakling or something?

".. How do you feel?"

Frank considered this.

"Ok, I guess.."

Just then, Rick returned with a glass of water, and handed it to Frank, with a sympathetic smile.

".. Thanks."

He murmured, gratefully accepting the drink and downing half of it in one go, then coughing until Callum patted him on the back.

"Slowly Frank. Don't make yourself sick."

Rick took the glass back as Frank handed it to him, but didn't move away.

"Frank.. Mr. Iero.."

He'd turned serious now, and Frank looked up at him with nervous eyes.

".. I hate to have to ask you this.. But we still need an answer.."

He stared down at Frank with understanding.

".. Is it him?"

Frank sighed deeply.

"No!.. No it's not!"

Callum smiled at Frank, and thanked Rick for his help, before helping Frank up, and back out of the building.

Frank knew he should be happy that the beaten and abused corpse he'd just seen wasn't his beautiful Gee.. but that just meant that he was still out there, going through God only knows what, and probably suffering unimaginable pain at that very moment.. And try as he may, Frank couldn't help but feel that, maybe, it would've been better, if he'd had to say "Yes"...

Notes

Hi there chipmunks..
I just couldn't kill Gee.. But that's NOT to say that I wont!.. You'll just have to wait and see.
please comment, and peace out!
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