Never coming home

December 7th, Pearl Harbor *Time stamp: 0700 hours*

Gerard's POV

Before I could even set foot on the ground, Mikey was running up to me and engulfing me in a bear hug.

I held him as tightly as I could. I could feel his tears in my neck. I was crying as well

"You're here! You're finally here!" He says between sobs which are muffled by my jacket

I pull away a bit so I can look at his face.

"My brother! I've missed you so much!" I tell him, kissing him on the forehead and hugging him again.

It's hard being away from Margaret, but it's harder being away from Mikey. Although I knew he was safe here, and that was all I ever wanted, flying without him as my wing man was not the same. He's Kobra Kid. Without him, our team isn't complete. We've never been separated. He's my best friend.

After hugging for what it seemed like forever, we finally pull away so that Frank and Ray can hug him as well. As they do, I look around expecting to see Mags, but she's no where in sight. I frown. "Why isn't she here?" I thought, "Doesn't she want to see me?"

"Hey Mikey... Where's Margaret?" I ask

"She had a meeting this morning at HQ. She couldn't get away from it. She said that she'll be meeting us at a café next to the cinema" he says, pulling away from Ray's bear hug.

I can't help but feel a little disappointed. All I wanted was to see her, and she's not even here. Sure, she was at a meeting. I mean, it's her job! But still...

"Don't worry Gee!" Frank says shaking my shoulders, "you'll have plenty of time to tell her everything you want" he smirks at that last bit

"Tell her what?" Mikey asks

"You'll just have to wait and see" I say, smiling at my baby brother and bumping his shoulder.

Mikey gives me a weird look and tells us that we should get going to the café. He says that Margaret shouldn't take to long to get there.

I can't wait to see her. My stomach doesn't has butterflies in it, it has birds! I'm so excited I might feel sick.

As we're walking to the café, I can't help but notice that Mikey walks with a small limp now. And that the burn marks from the fire cover his entire right half, from his face to his arms and hands. My heart tightens when I see his scars. All I can think about is that I'm responsible for them. I'm the one who put him in danger...

"Gerard! You there buddy?" Ray snaps his fingers in front of my eyes, which makes me jump in surprise

"W-what?" I stutter and they laugh

"Never mind him! His probably daydreaming about his precious Mags" Franks says in a funny voice and batting his eyelashes

I push him playfully and we all start to laugh.

We finally arrive at the café, we sit down and Mikey orders coffee and four shots of whiskey.

"It's not even 8 o'clock Mikey! What's the whiskey for?" I ask, surprised by his weird action

"Now that we're all finally together, we need to have a toast." He says

"A toast? To who?" I ask

"To Bob." Mikey says

We remain silent until the waitress brings us our drinks. When she does, we all lift our drinks and toast together

"To Bob. Our wing man. Our drummer. Our friend. Our brother." Ray says lifting his glass

"To Bob" we all say together as we cling our glasses and drink the whiskey in one swallow.

After we drink, Frank, Ray and Mikey start talking to each other, talking about what happened while they were apart. But I can't stop looking at the door expecting her to come in at any second.
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Margaret's POV

I told Mikey to tell Gerard that I was at a meeting and that I would meet them afterwards at the café.

As stupid as it may sound, I stayed behind because I wanted to get ready properly! I wanted to look nice for him.

And after changing dresses, shoes, hairstyles and makeup for the 50th time, I was finally satisfied with the way I looked.

I left the house and got in a taxi. During the entire ride I couldn't stop fidgeting. My stomach was turning from excitement and my palms were sweaty.

After months of being apart, I'm finally going to see him. My love. My Gerard. I was going to tell him how much I loved him and how much I missed him. But above everything else, I need to tell him, that he's going to be a father.

We were a few blocks away from the café but the taxi was stuck in traffic. I told him that I was getting off there and that I would walk the rest of the way.

The fresh air did some good to my nerves. At least I stopped sweating.

The café was just a block away. I could see the sign in the distance. This is finally it! I'm finally going to...

"WATCH OUT!!!!!!!"

Notes

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