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

NOTE- Words in between these ** **, are Gerard's thoughts!

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"Gee?.. Gee, wake up.."

It was Mikey's panicked voice, but it sounded muffled, far away.

"Is he breathing?"

And that was Ray.

"Yes.. He just.. He won't wake up.."

Mikey sounded frightened, and Gerard really wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't seem to move, or open his eyes, or... anything.

".. How's Frank?"

**WHAT? FRANKIE? What's wrong with Frank?**

"Not good dude.."

Ray murmured.

".. I'm not sure he's gonna make it"

**NONONONONO!!**

"Where's that FUCKING ambulance?.."

Mikey hissed.

".. They should be here."

"I don't know.."

Ray replied, despair heavy in his tone.

".. Come hold this, I'll go check outside for them."

There was shuffling noises, and a small thud.

"Fuck, this looks bad"

**What? What looks bad?**

Gerard was panicking inside his own head as he listened to his brother mumble incoherently from across the room.
Another thud, then footsteps, and unknown voices...

"Ok sir.. We've got him now"

"Do you know what happened?.. Sir?"

"Oh, um.. No.. I don't know."

Mikey stammered.

"Ok. What's his name?"

"Frank.. His name's Frank Iero.."

Ray muttered.

".. Is he gonna be ok?"

**Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes...**

"We'll do what we can.."

**THAT'S not a good answer**

".. Terry, check the other one"

**Other one? What other... Ohhh.. Me!**

Hands were touching Gerard's face and neck, turning his head gently and opening his eyes.
After a moment, the hands left his face.

"He's got a couple small cuts, but I think he's just knocked out.."

A man's voice said to Gerard's right.

".. I can smell something on him. I think it's chloroform!"

**No shit Sherlock**

"Ok. Well let's get Frank here, in first. Then we'll get the other one.."

"Gerard!"

Mikey grunted.

"Sorry, what?"

One of the unknown men asked, sounding confused.

"His name's Gerard."

"Ok.."

The man said gently.

".. Gerard."

And then there was a lot of mumbling and muttering, and the occasional "Fuckit", then quiet for a few minutes that seemed to stretch on for hours.
When the voices returned, Gerard found everything becoming really blurry again, and within moments, all the noise disappeared.

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Upon arriving at the hospital, Frank was rushed away through a set of flappy doors, and Gerard was taken into a small curtained cubicle to be examined and assessed.

Mikey, Ray, and Bob, who had arrived at the house just as the ambulance was about to leave, all sat down to wait for news. Bob frowned deeply. Why would Bert change their plans like that? And why would he hurt Frank?
Excusing himself, Bob went to make a phone call.

It didn't take the young dark skinned doctor long to determine that chloroform had been used to knock Gerard out. And they all knew who was to blame.

"We've cleaned up the cuts to his face, so now we just have to wait for him to regain consciousness. The amount of the drug that there appears to be in his system, I'd say he'll be out another hour or two. You might wanna get something to eat, or get some rest."

"Thank you doctor.."

Ray said, leading a slightly shellshocked Mikey back over to the ugly red plastic chairs that were sitting against the wall.

".. Shall we go get a coffee Mikes?"

Mikey shook his head slowly.

"I can't leave him alone.."

He looked toward his brother's sleeping form.

".. What if something happens?"

"I'll stay with him.."

Bob offered.

".. Go get some fresh air"

After a little persuading, Ray took Mikey's hand, walking him out of the building and across the street to the nearest Starbucks.
Bob sighed, then retrieved his cell from his pocket and pressed redial. Two rings later, the call was answered.

"Bob"

The blond frowned slightly, then looked around to make sure he wasn't being observed.

"They've gone Bert. If you're gonna do it, do it now."

"Remember.."

Bert said quietly down the line.

".. Don't hold your breath."

Then he hung up.

Bob put his phone away and went to sit by Gerard's bedside. He was still a little conflicted over what they were doing, but if it gave him a chance with Frank, then it would all be worth it.

"I'm sorry Gee."

He whispered, a moment before he felt the cloth pressed over his face.
Bob tensed, but didn't try to escape. He knew this was coming, and breathed in deeply until the world just fell away.

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Ray and Mikey stepped through the automatic doors, hand in hand, each carrying a large black coffee, and talking about how they were going to tell Gerard what had happened to Frank.
When they got to the cubicle however, Mikey's nearly full cup hit the floor with a pop and a splash.
Gerard was gone, and in his place, unconscious on the bed, was Bob...

Notes

Hi chipmunks, the evil one returns! Muahaha!
comment please, what do YOU think is going to happen?
btw... SOMEONE will die soon, just not telling you who... ;)
peace out
<3