Maybe It's Time(2002-2015):Part III in The Family Est.1981

Afraid. (Part one)

(2 months later)

Joan woke up alone, the phone ringing the reason behind her interrupted slumber. Of course it was Nikki, calling to let her know that Tommy was finally back from his tour and that everyone was going to meet up.

That in itself had her foggy brain confused.

"Okay. But if your forgetting James and I are not on... Speaking terms right now." She said with a long sigh. For almost a month she hadn't heard anything from the Sixx A.M singer and her future husband. Nikki hummed knowing his baby cousins pain and fear.  It was almost like she was afraid to feel, hope or love anymore.

After Mick woke up in the hospital everything changed. Things blew up and things were said and done. Joan wasn't even sure if James would stay in Sixx A.M after everything. She felt terrible, but after so long of living without her Mickey and then finding him like she had and staying with him day and night, only to have him wake up the first night she left the shitty hospital to get some real rest and cleaned up as Vince had put it. The singer promised her he'd watch over the old man and let her know the second something changed... And Vince he did, calling her the moment the man woke from his comma.

Joan sighed remembering that early morning call. She was only home a few hours. She ate something she wasn't even sure was still good anymore from her fridge and crashed on her bed. James was asleep next to her and woke up surprised to see her sleeping with a smile next to him about an hour later.

He couldn't help himself seeing her so close again. He really dose love her and DJ was trying to help him work everything over but like Nikki had put it - ' James was fucked' because Mick was back around and Joan was a mess. Joan moaned in her sleep and rolled to face James. He groaned seeing her laying so close. He started kissing along her bare shoulders. She groaned in her sleep, muttering little begs to continue. James snickered and kissed her neck the way he knew would really get her going. He loved feeling her body react to him. The way she started to move against him had him ready for all of her. He pulled the blankets back and pulled her into another longer kiss.

"Mick.." Joan opened her eyes after muttering her ex husbands name in her lustful sleep, feeling hands and lips on her that in her mind was Mick Mars and not James Michael. James pulled on his hair, not believing it. He was over her, watching her chest rise and fall with every heavy breath. She couldn't believe it either.

"James I-." He couldn't even look at her. He jumped out of bed and slammed the bathroom door. It was then that she even noticed the still ringing phone. Pulling on her hair she she answered with a somewhat understandable hello.

As soon as Vince said Mick and Awake she jumped up and grabbed anything she could find to get dressed.

She paused hearing James having some kind of episode in the bathroom. He was not happy at that moment and he had every right not to be. After all she did feel terrible.

She sighed checking to make sure she had everything she needed. Cellphone, keys, wallet- Jacket.

"Where are you going?" James asked just as she opened the bedroom door, jacket now in hand. "Vince called and-." She closed her eyes, not sure if she would finish that or not. "If you leave, I'm done. I can't keep doing this Joan. I really love you-But you don't love me-." She sighed, taking a few steps closer to the man. "Yes I do!" She snapped, tears forming. Once again she felt torn. He scoffed looking down at her, his arms crossed and eyes dark. "No you don't. Because if you really did you wouldn't have said his name."

James all but snapped right back at her, but hate was clear in his tone. "So what then? I can stay here and we can try and fix this? And-But  if I go now to check on someone I've known since I was fifteen -Then what James, we're over? Can't it wait until after I check on him!?!" She asked in a pissed tone, hands now on her hips. He uncrossed his arms and sighed. "This isn't simple! You've been in love with him since you were fifteen! It's not like this is-Is Vince or Nikki- it's your ex husband who your having wet dreams about and spending every second you have with him and not me-."

"FUCK YOU!" Joan screamed, leaving her home to seeing Mick without a second thought. Fuck him anyway!

(End flash back)

Joan paused walking into the studio to see Vince sitting at the sound station with a very depressed looking Tommy Lee. It looked like the drummer had been crying at one point. Nikki sighed sitting on the white leather couch with Mick.

"I said I'm fine you puppy dog." Mick muttered with an eye roll. Tommy sniffed looking like a puppy with his big sad brown eyes. Joan smirked looking down, no one had noticed her just yet. The couch had Nikki and Mick facing with there backs to her and Vince was watching Tommy, who's head was hung low at the moment.

"He's just worried about you Mick." Nikki said with a small smile, happy to have everyone back, he glanced at his watch to see what time it was- after all Joan should have made it by this point, even with bad traffic.

"We'll-I'll s-survive." Mick muttered with a low sigh. He would survive alright, thanks to his princess. Nikki noticed the off look in the guitarists eyes. "Don't need anyone crying over something nothing or no one could ever change." The guitarist snapped in anger. Joan sighed thinking about the first words they spoke after they were finally together in the same room after all that time passing with both of them awake and both of them knowing it was time to stop lying, running and hiding- Because they needed to talk things out.

And they would- Maybe....

Mick's head moved as best it could to see her after he heard her small sigh. "Morning Joan." He muttered kindly. "Morning Mick." She answered with some what of a smile visible. Tommy's mood seemed to change the moment he noticed Joan, he bounded over to her, pulling her into a loving hug.

Joan locked eyes with Mick. She needed to talk to him more. They really needed to work everything over, there was just one problem with that- She was afraid.

Afraid to be turned down once again.

Mick sighed watching her closely and Nikki noticed.
The bassist cleared his throat catching everyone's attention. "So the reason I called everyone here is- Well me and Mick were talking and we both want to get Mötley back together and record a few songs and maybe a tour- What do you think guy?" Nikki asked looking from Tommy to Vince.

"I think it's the best idea you've had in a long time Sixx." Vince said slipping off the stool to walk to the others. "T-Bone?" Nikki asked since Tommy had been quiet. "I- I wish I could guys but- My solo album just dropped and I have to tour for it." Nikki rolled his eyes. "Okay- Open for Mötley then." Tommy scoffed with his arms crossed. "No way man! Look you all quite first- I'm happy doing what I'm doing. Singing and making my music! Everyone else has gotten longer than me for a solo act- I'm not doing it- Sorry." Mick scoffed. "Don't you understand that this stupid band is all I have to do- It's all I have to s medicate myself with- To help with the desperation- Music Tommy, so help an old sick man out and just play the damn drums!" Tommy shook his head. "No Mick, I won't be bullied into anything. This is what I want to do and I'm doing it!"

"But Tom, we can't do it without you man. Your Tommy Lee, kickass drummer for the Crüe man!" He said trying to get his old high school friend to join them once again. "N.O!" Tommy snapped.

Joan watched what little light in Micks eyes drain with the thought of not having the band to fall back on. After all his doctors recommended him finding something to take his mind of everything, of course this is why he asked Nikki to get the guys to come
Back to the band. Mick needed this and Joan was going to make sure he got whatever he needed.

"I-I could do it. I mean I am the drummer in Sixx A.M and I did learn from the original drummer and the fans already know me and I-I know all the songs so-." She couldn't look at Mick, to afraid to see what he was thinking or feeling, so she kept her eyes on Tommy and Vince since they were closer to her.

"I think that's a killer Idea Joan! Is it cool with you Tom?" Vince asked with his arm around Joans Neck.

"Fine with me if my little sister wants to finally be in Mötley crue!" Tommy said messing with Joan short hair. "Cut it the fuck out!" She snapped shoving on both men. "Nikki?" Vince asked laughing watching Tommy pick Joan up and spin her around.

"I think it's a good idea. Mick?" He asked looking to Mick. The man was watching Joan and Tommy closely, she was laughing now, begging for Vince to save her from Tommy. "Mick?" Nikki asked again.

"I think it's the best idea." He answered with a smile.

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