October 12th, Pearl Harbor

Margaret's POV

With a large cup of coffee in one hand and fresh flowers in the other, I make my way down the hospital corridors to Mikey's room.

He arrived a few days ago and doctors say that he's recovering well, but he'll need to stay under observation for at least another month.

I've been visiting every day. I want to make sure that he's being well treated. For that, I asked Kristin, Lindsey and Jamia to keep an eye on him while they work.

Although Mikey was more than happy to be taken care of by three beautiful women, I noticed that his eyes fell on Kristin the second he saw her.
I was in his room on the day he arrived. Kristin walked in to check his drip and see if he needed anything.

The moment he turned his head to see her walk in with that innocent and sweet smile of hers, his permanent poker face transformed instantly to the biggest smile and wide eyes you could possibly imagine. Seriously, the boy looked like someone just handed him a million dollars. And she looked just like him.

Since that day, Kristin became his "private" nurse, attending to his every need.
I haven't asked neither of them about it directly. However, when I entered Mikey's room just now, Kristin was standing next to his bed giggling.
None of them noticed I walked in, so I had to clear my throat to get their attention.
They both stared and me in shock. Kristin's face turned bright red and she took a step back, away from his bed.

"Good morning you two!" I said, grinning
"M-Margaret! I d-didn't hear you come in!" Mikey said, sitting up straight in his bed and looking a bit embarrassed.
"I just thought I brought you some fresh flowers and see how you're doing this morning... But looks like someone bit me to the punch..." I say, smiling and looking at the jar of fresh flowers that sit on Mikey's nightstand.

Kristin, still looking like a tomato, mumbled something about getting a new vase for my flowers and left the room.
I chuckle and go and sit then in the chair next to his bed, "How are you?"
"I'm o-okay... Have you heard anything new from Gerard?"
"No... Not yet. Last thing anyone told me was that he was in some hospital in London and that he was alive, but that was it..."

Mikey reaches for my hand and I take his, "It'll be alright Mags... You'll see..."
I smile hearing the nickname Gerard gave me.
Mikey said that they both talked about me. He said that Gerard never looked happier when he talked about me. Mikey's happy for us. He says that I'm the best thing that ever happened in his brothers life.

Before he met me, Gerard drank a lot. And other than being a pilot, he had no other life plans. Now, Mikey says that he talks about marring me, and having a life together. He told me that he would be more than happy to see us getting married and live happily ever after.
It makes me happy to know that Mikey supports us, but the thought of being married to Gerard and having a life with him scares me. Not because I don't love him. But because I love him so much that I want it to be true. But this is war. And no matter how much I pray and hope, I just don't know for certain if he's ever coming home... That's what scares me.

"Margaret? Please don't cry..." Mikey says squeezing my hand. I didn't even noticed I started to cry.
"I'm okay, I promise." I tell him, smiling, wiping away the tears and quickly changing the subject, "So... You and Kristin..."
"Me and... Kr-Kristin...?" He stutters and I smile
"You two looked pretty friendly just now... And I'm pretty sure that she was the one that brought you those flowers..."
"Oh... The flowers... Sh-she was just being nice..." He blushes
"Well, she is a nice girl. Pretty too. A bit shy though... But that's how she's always been."
"She is pretty..." Mikey sighs
"And looks like she likes you too..."
"T-too?! Wh-what..."
"Come on Mikey! Even a blind person could see that you two have a crush on each other!"
"You're wrong... She doesn't have a crush on me... No one would have a crush on me... I mean, look at me!" Mikey says pointing at his burned face and skinny body, "I wasn't exactly attractive before all of this, even less now! I'm not like Gerard or Frank..."
"Mikey don't say that. You're beautiful just the way you are!"
"Kristin... She's gorgeous! She would never fall for a guy like me..."
"Mikey, I should tell you right now, that Kristin takes very little into consideration someone's looks."
"Still..." He sighs, "there's no way she would fall for a guy like me..."
"Sorry to break it to you Mikey, but I think she already has. I mean, the girl's been in here every day since you arrived attending to your every need. And today, she brought you flowers..."
"And this!" He says, pulling out a Captain America comic book from under his pillow, "I... I told her I collect comic books... This is issue number one..." He says, blushing again.
"The girl buys you comic books without you even asking her, and you still say that she doesn't have a crush on you..."
"Y-you really think that she likes me?"
I can't help but give him a 'are you kidding me' look.
"Do you think I should ask her out?" He asks, starting to get excited
"Yes! Even if it is just for a cup of coffee, I think you should definitely ask her out."
"I like coffee..." A small voice comes from the door. Kristin is standing there with a vase in her arms. Her cheeks are blushed and she's smiling.
"Yes you do! You both do! And I like to work, which is what I should be doing. So I'm just gonna go!" I say, standing up and walking to the door, passing Kristin on the way out, "I'll see you later sweetie! Don't forget that Lindsey's making dinner tonight!" I tell her, kissing her on the cheek
"Actually... I'm on the night shift tonight..." She says, blushing even more
"Of course you are! Well, have a good day then. And I'll see you both tomorrow morning!" I say, walking out the door.
Before I close it completely, I hear Mikey's voice, "Soooo... Coffee..."
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Same day, London
Gerard's POV
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT GOING HOME?!" I yell at the doctor that's standing in front of my bed.
"Gee please calm down!" Frank asks standing next to me with Ray next to him
"It means that as soon as you're discharged from the hospital and dimmed fit for duty, you're back on the planes. Orders from your Captain. If you're capable of flying, then you're not going home. And this goes to all the pilots here. I'm sorry Lieutenant." He says and leaves.
"FUCK!" I yell again, punching the mattress
"Gee, we understand that you want to go home and see Margaret. But you're the best pilot here! We need you!" Ray says, trying to calm me down (which doesn't work).
"Yeah Gee! We're a team! We're The Fabulous Killjoys! We already lost Bob and Mikey, we can't loose our leader too!" Frank says, sitting at the end of my bed.
I sigh. They're right. This is my job. I need to be here. Hell, a few months ago I wanted to be here! That's all I wanted and trained to achieve. Now, all I want is to go home and see her again. But I guess I'll have to wait a little longer...

Notes

I'm a horrible writer, I know :( im sorry this update took so long but I had no inspiration. But now it came back so I might write another chapter today :)
what did you think about this chapter? Unfortunately Gee wasn't as lucky as Mikey and won't be going home so soon.
hope you're all well!
a lot of love to all of you!