My Way Home Is Through You (Frerard)

Chapter 39

Time Lapse: 7 months (baby 8 months, due in 1 month)

"A girl, you got pink right?" I checked as Gerard and Mikey came through the front door with several bags, we were just painting the room this weekend, we had been preparing for a while, but not to this extent, this was the big bit. We had decided on pastel pink walls, white furniture and a natural brown color curtains, Gerard was going to draw a tree on the wall, he had sketched it out and I had agreed that it would look perfect, a brown to match the curtains with dark pink and white leaves. It would be perfect, I couldn't lie I wasn't a fan of pink, it certainly wasn't my color, but the pinks Mikey had suggested were nice and I thought they would look pretty fucking good.

"Yes assfuck I got pink." He chuckled pecking my lips and handing me some of the bags, the two of them had gone to the department store, for some clothes and some furniture. "What did you think I would get sweetie? Black?!" He asked leading Mikey up to our bedroom, where everything was for the moment while we painted the bedroom, then we could take everything in there.

"Well, you're more likely to get black than me." I shrugged, if she took after Gerard should be emo as fuck, not that I had a problem with that, in fact I rather adored Gerard and his little emo-ness, but maybe a little color wouldn't harm, not in elementry school anyway.

He shrugged seeming to agree, whilst Mikey just laughed, we didn't seem him very much anymore, he and Alicia had divorced due to some other girl, who had disappeared, Mikey had a new girlfriend who was really nice, we all loved her to pieces, they lived together in LA. Mikey moved there after Alicia, he then made a band with a friend - Electric Century - which was doing really well, Gerard definitely missed him that was for sure and I missed having him around. He came back to visit a fair amount though, sometimes he brought Kristin sometimes he didn't but in all he seemed much happier and to be doing really well, I saw how happy that made Gerard.

"You want to get painting right away?" Gerard asked tossing a bag of clothes onto the bed as Mikey put a box down on the floor, it looked rather heavy, explaining why Mikey was carrying it.

The doctors had said it would take a while for Gerard to reach full strength due to the lack of constant insulin, but even so Gerard's full strength wasn't what it originially. Since he was shot his shoulder was never ever the same, admittedly he was still equal to or maybe even stronger that me, but it still wasn't the same. I was never a strong person, not weak either but not particularly strong but I wasn't much weaker than Gerard anymore, maybe we were both stronger than we thought.

"Sure." I nodded, going to the chair by the dressing table - which we never really used - and grabbing my scruffy t-shirt, I didn't want to ruin Misfits shirt, band merchandise are prized possessions. "Mikey care to join us?" I chuckled jokingly, no doubt he probably didn't, not that I blamed him, I liked painting a bit, but four huge walls, with two coats...not so much, but I wanted so badly to see it finished and to make it more fun for Gerard - by no doubt covering him in paint - that I did.

"Sorry to disappoint you Frankie, I have to get Kristin from my Moms, then we got a plane to catch." He sighed, just like Gerard, he wasn't really a fan of flying, giving me reason to believe that sigh was very much a I really wish I didn't have to catch a plane, sigh I didn't blame them really flying was never a fun thing, but it was a necessity I guess, Unless of course Mikey wanted to drive thirty two hours across the USA. Understandably, he wouldn't want to drive all the way either, I certainly would rather fly than drive so far.

"Fair enough," I smiled, "Have a good flight." I walked over to him after having changed my shirt, hugging him, before heading out of the door as he and Gerard followed me down the stairs.

"So I'll see you in three weeks." Gerard said as I headed to the door, I had no idea what he was on about, but he would explain and that was okay, as long as I knew what was going on that was fine, Gerard knew that.