It's Not Love If It's Just Fucking

Gerard's P.O.V

I watched as Ed appeared over the cliff top with Dee in his arms.We all gasp in shock. She looks even worse close up. She's unconscious and we can now see most of her injuries. A paramedic rushed forward. Who called them? I don't really care as long as Dee gets the help she needs. I hear Ed reeling off the list of her injuries.
"Two inch gash to the right temple, gunshot wound to left hip. Left arm and hand in very bad shape. She's lost a lot of blood."
"She's going to need a blood transfusion and a operation on her arm and hand." The paramedic said. "Your going to need to carry her through the woods. The ambulance can't get any closer." He stands up and heads off towards the woods with Ed in tow, Dee still unconscious in his arms. We all follow close behind, except for a few policemen.
When we emerge from the woods, the paramedic gestures to Ed to lay Dee on the trolley. As she is put down, she stirs. She groans then looks round, her eyes stop on me. "Gee?" She croaks. I rush to her side but Ed holds me back. "Let the paramedics do their job."
The paramedics haul her straight into the ambulance. All I can hear as the doors close is cries of pain. We all pile into the cars and follow the ambulance to the hospital.

TIME LAPSE>>>>>>>>>>


Ed walks into the waiting room and looks at me. He has tears in his eyes. "She's okay." He sits down across from me."She has a gunshot wound to her left hip. It's not too bad though. It's her hand their most worried about. She has a dislocated wrist, thumb and little finger on her left side. Muscle damage in her arm and hand and damaged tendons in her hand. She also ripped off a hell of a lot of skin on her hand. She's going to have her entire left arm in plaster kept straight at her side. She also has five broken ribs."
I froze at his words. I couldn't think what to say. What that bastard has done to my Dee is disgusting.
"When can Gerard see her?" Bob asked. I look at him with gratitude. He smiles. "Told you she would be back."
I smiled back. Then looked back at Ed.
"I have to interview her asap. But screw that. I'll wait till she's up to it." He grinned at me. "Wanna go see her now?"
I stood up. "That would be great."

"She may be a little groggy from the pain meds." Ed says as he opens the door to Dee's private room. I nod my head in understanding. Then follow him in.
Dee was laid with her eyes closed. She looks so weak. Her eyes open as she hears Ed say "I'll be outside the door if you need me."
"Don't go, Ed." She croaks. Ed stops in his tracks and follows me to her right side. She smiles at me. "Gerard." I take her hand in mine and lean down to place a gentle kiss on her lips. "I missed you, Gee. I couldn't think about anything the whole time I was there. Except you. I...I love you. I can't wait for you to take me from this hospital bed. They are so uncomfortable. "
I lean down and hover my lips above hers and laugh. "I can't wait either. I missed you too. I love you so much." I say, then kiss her softly again.
She smiles as I pull away. She looks over at Ed. "We really need to talk."
Ed shakes his head. "Not till your better."
"No I don't mean about what happened. "
Ed frowns. "Ok now I'm confused. "
"Gavin told me something."She started. "Ed...Gavin isn't....wasn't my dad."
Now both of us frowned at her.
"Then who is." Ed asked.
Dee smiled. "Marcus Fairchild."
Ed's jaw dropped. "Dad is your...dad."

Notes

So what do you think? I've got a major plan for Halloween. You'll have to keep reading to find out what it is.xxx