Thick and Thin

Chapter 1

(A/N: So this first chapter is like a rewrite I guess of the season five finale, I'm not sure how I'm gonna continue the story or when I'll update again since I suck at doing that at a reasonable time but for now here it is.)

Mickey ran down the familiar street towards the Gallagher household like his life depended on it. He stopped dead in his tracks when he got to the front gate. He turned not exactly expecting to see Ian sitting on the steps.

"Where the fuck you been?" Mickey asks when he processes that Ian's in front of him.

"With my mom."

"You okay?"

"I hate the meds. You gonna make me take em?" Ian says as he turns to fully face Mickey.

"You get fucking nuts when you don't."

"You gonna wanna be with me even if I don't?" Mickey doesn't respond but takes a breath and stares at Ian. "You used to love me. Now you don't even know who I am." Ian stands and turns towards the house. "Shit, I don't know who I am half the time." He turns back towards Mickey. "You don't owe me anything."

"I love you." Mickey says those three words with so much meaning they could knock you out.

"The hell does that even mean?"

"It means we take care of each other."

Ian walks down the steps towards Mickey. "I don't want you sitting around worrying, watching me, waiting for me to do my next crazy shit."

"It means thick and thin; good times, bad; sickness, health; all that shit."

"You gonna marry me? We gonna go down to the court house in some tuxes like a couple of old queens?" Ian shoots back.

"Fuck you. Yeah, if that's what it takes. I'll fucking marry you." The words fall out of Mickey's mouth and catch them both by surprise.

Ian's breath hitches, "What?", he didn't expect that response. He expected Mickey to stand there and let this break up happen. He didn't expect him to fight back.

"You heard me." Mickey speaks this time with more assurance.

"Mickey, that's not gonna fix anything, fix me. I don't need to be fixed okay, I'm me!" Ian try's desperately to let the man he feels he doesn't deserve go.

"Why the fuck would I wanna fix you, huh? You're not broken. I know that, save that speech for your family because they don't get it. I love all of you, with or without meds. I love your fucked up head and I don't want it to change. I can't lose you Ian, not again. I fucking need you!" Mickey's speech proved more effective than Ian's attempt. It had them both in tears and moving closer to each other.

"I love you too, Mick." Ian says as he gives up on his failed attempt at losing Mickey.

"Thought you didn't know what that meant."

"I lied." Ian closes the gap between the two of them and kisses Mickey hard.

Mickey breaks away, "This was supposed to be you breaking up with me, wasn't it?" It's more of a statement than a question.

"Yeah, looks like you crushed the dream." Ian replies with a small smirk.

"Sorry to hear that." Mickey smiles.

"Don't be."

Ian goes in for another kiss but is soon interrupted by a familiar shrill voice. "Mickey, Mickey!" They turn to face the voice.

"Holy shit." Mickey lets out.

"Is that Sammi?" Ian asks confused.

Another "Mickey" falls from her lips. "She's got a fucking gun."

She fires once at Mickey, fuck you's are dropping from Mickey's mouth as he starts running towards the back of the house.

"You tried to fucking kill me." Sammi yells as she runs after him and continues to fire.

"Fuck you!" Mickey shouts back.

"Fuck you too!"

"Fuck you and your weird ass kid!"

"Oh, you're gonna get fucked you little bitch!"

Ian's hot on their trail but is stopped by Fiona running out of the house. "What the fuck is going on?" She shouts.

"Mickey tried to kill Sammi, Sammi's trying to kill Mickey. I uh, gotta go." He yells in response as he continues to run after them.

"When did you get back?" She yells after him.

"Couple minutes ago, Oh Shit!" Police cars start roaring down the street towards Sammi and Mickey.

He stops running when he sees Mickey catching his breath, as Sammi is pulled into the back of a cop car. She's screaming and kicking towards Mickey. Ian smiles and walks towards his boyfriend.

"What a fucking rush!" He says as he swings his arm around Mickey.

Mickey chuckles and raises his eyebrows, "What the fuck have I gotten myself into."

"Shut up, you prick." Ian laughs out and presses a kiss to the top of Mickey's head. "Did she get any shots in?"

"I fucking hope not, maybe you can check my ass later." Mickey smirks.

"C'mon, let's go on that date." Ian breathes out through a chuckle.

"Alright, Firecrotch."