We'll Be Each Other's Saviours

Chapter Twenty-Six

*Seven Month Time Lapse*
Sirens. The sound was deafening. They came screaming down the smoothly paved road. Red, blue, white and repeat. The small girl in my arms made a quiet sound against my chest but I didn't react.

Images flashed through my mind. Five cop cars and two ambulances, one for me and Emily and one for him. The man who was once my hero. The man who I once loved. The man who turned on me. The man who made my life a living hell. The man who drove me into the arms of my saviour.

The man who I once thought of as my father.

They laid me on the stretcher and the rest was a blur. I don't remember my time in the hospital, they said it was because of the shock. I didn't believe them. It was because I didn't want to remember. My saviour stayed with me all the while is what he told me. I couldn't find it in myself to care.

Another sound came from the girl and this time it managed to snap me out of my flash back. I looked down at the girl and her big hazel eyes stared back up at me. She had her father's eyes. She had his facial structure and his smile and his laugh. She was lucky to have a father like him.

I managed a small smile for her, which surprised me. I didn't smile much anymore. It took to much energy. I helped Bandit into bed and placed a kiss on her head before heading out of the room, making sure to turn the nightlight on.

I quietly shut the door and headed downstairs. I stopped at the entrance to the living room. Andy and Gerard both looked up at me. "Thanks for putting her to bed for me, Danni," Gerard said, smiling, his unruly black hair falling into his eyes.

I couldn't find the energy for another smile so I just nodded. I flopped down next Andy on the couch, being careful of my huge stomach. I was nine months along and the baby was due any day.

"Thanks for having us for dinner, Gee. We really needed to get out of the house." I gave him a look. "I mean... Danni really needed to get out of the house." I nodded again.

"It was my pleasure. We needed to catch up." The small talk continued and I quickly grew tired of listening. They were both so smart and intellectual that their conversations could go on for hours. If you asked them what their favorite color was they could write essays about it.

I laid my head on Andy's chest and he immediately wrapped his arm around my waist, not breaking conversation. I felt his chest rumble with each word and was quickly lulled to sleep.

(A/N Italics= dream)

I watched them load my father into the other ambulance. His face was marred with cuts and bruises, his shirt ripped, his nose shattered, all courtesy of Ashley Purdy. I didn't feel sadness or remorse like one should feel seeing their father in such a state. I didn't feel anything at all. I didn't feel happy or relieved, I was empty.

I watched myself and Emily get loaded into our own ambulance, followed closely by Andy, who scrambled into the ambulance before the paramedics even invited him. They drove off and were tailed by the rest of the band. I heard light footsteps behind me and turned to see her familiar face.

I couldn't say I was surprised to see her, I'd been expecting a visit for a while now. She took me into her arms and held me close. "Hi mom," I mumbled into her jet black hair that was once the same color as mine.

"Hi sweet heart." Tears filled my eyes but I still didn't feel emotion. It was more a physical reaction than an emotional one. "I'm proud of you, Danni. Through all the rough patches in your life, you stayed strong. You found happiness where there was none. You found strength long after your reserves had run dry. You found the courage to go on a merciless journey, and look where you are now." She pulled away and put a hand on my stomach, smiling. I stared at the woman I missed more than anything else in the world.