Daylight broke through Frank's windows, landing onto his eyes. His eyes shifted underneath his eyelids before opening them. He shoved his face into the pillow as he groaned. Darkness masked around him before he finally gave in, getting up from the bed. His feet touched the ground as he stretched, walking out the bedroom door.

Everything was so quiet.

Frank looked around the living room and the kitchen, but couldn't find anyone. He paused when he heard shuffling behind him. His face turned warm when an exhausted Lindsey stood in front of him, half naked. She was wearing red a bra with basketball shorts-Frank knew they were Patrick's-it seemed she was unaware that Frank was in front of him. She was too busy wiping her tired eyes, and stretching out her body to notice anyone around her.

Frank cleared his throat, "Hi, Lindsey."

She didn't flinch as she walked past him, "Hi." Her elegant body made its way to the living room, "I haven't heard from Gerard, have you seen him around? I know you two probably have some tension going on, but he hasn't met up with me-"

"He's probably in the back or something." Frank glanced at her chest, "I'll go check." Before Lindsey could say anything more, Frank headed out the door. It was freezing and the fact that he wasn't wearing any shoes or even a jacket, it just made the situation worse. All he knew was, he didn't want to spend any more time inside the house with Lindsey almost naked.

Frank made his way around the area, but saw no sign of Gerard. His teeth clattered, unable to withstand the cold. He bellowed out a breath, watching as the white smoke he created evaporate into the air. When he couldn't take it anymore, he ran inside and shivered. His body was struck by the sudden warmth, giving him goosebumps, "I didn't see Gerard anywhere," Frank scowled through cold skin, "He probably went killing again .. "

"Maybe," Lindsey sat on the couch, still only wearing bra and panties, "It's not like he hasn't left early in the morning before."

Frank sat next to her, "Y-yeah, that's true." He let out a breath before grabbing a folded blanket that laid on the couch. He paused, staring at the blanket in his hands, "Weird."

"What?"

"I left this blanket on the couch for Gerard-which means he hasn't came back at all."

"So?"

"So, demons sleep-he would've came back to sleep," Frank got up, "he wasn't here at all." Frank ran toward the room and desperately put on his converse and his jacket. He packed a few things in a small backpack like candles, a lighter, a t-shirt and a dagger Gerard hid in the desk drawer. He jogged down the hall, heading toward the front door but Lindsey blocked it, "Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"I'm going to find Gerard-he could be in trouble,"

Lindsey frowned, "You can't go by yourself."

"Then come with me,"

"I can't. Patrick needs me here-where he knows he could reach me."

Frank sighed, "Well then I'm going alone."

Lindsey smirked, "No, you're not."

Frey's chin rested on Frank's shoulder, "Because I'm coming with you." She grinned, staring into his eyes.

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Gerard walked around Summit briefly before finally heading out of town. He was able to make it far into the woods, out of contact of everyone. He stared into the wilderness, admiring the tall trees, the small steps of the critters of the forest, and the gleam of the sun that rested on the tree's leaves. Gerard smiled a bit before the moment was ruined by Brendon's statement, "The place you're looking for isn't up in those trees,"

Gerard rolled his eyes, "We're not going to find the place if you keep annoying me," He said as he walked further on.

Notes

Short update.
Say hi to the camera, Frank xo