This Is A Fever You Can't Sweat Out//Panic! At The Disco FanFic//RyanRoss FanFic

*Everything Goes According To Plan*

"Oh! Shit!"

"Instead of screaming Oh! Shit! After you screw up a verse you could keep going." Ryan came up behind me with his guitar. I looked at him and shook my head. "How's your throat?" He asked in a whisper.

"It's fine." I nodded, looking at him. Betty was in my hands. We were currently on stage in a Civic Center in LA. My first show. It's also Ryan's first show since May. This show is only a test show. We might not even go on this tour. We have another test show tomorrow night in Vegas.

"You want to take a break?" He asked, looking at me. I shook my head.

"If we take a break, it'll be the third on in a single sound check. I'm fine." I nodded. "I'll be fine." I placed my hands on the microphone stand and looked at the empty space that will be filled with a few hundred, if not a couple thousand, people within a few hours. "I picked a lame name." I sighed, looking at the ground.

"I think it's a good name."

"No. You can't say that The Together Agains is a good band name." I looked back at him. "Amy Novak and The Together Agains. Who are The Together Agains? It's just us." I looked at him.

"The Together Agains can be anyone you want." Ryan smiled at me. "You could go with just Agnes Novak."

"I could just go with your face." I muttered, looking at the flyer that was taped to the ground. "It's too late to change the band name anyway." I let out a deep sigh.

"It's never too late. Come on. You're friends with Brendon Urie. You can do anything you want."

"I want to kiss you." I looked at Ryan with a bright smile. He pecked my lips.

"Okay, seriously. You guys are cute, but you're also on a deadline for sound check. The show starts in 90 minutes." Brendon came out of nowhere. "Oh, and Agnes, you're husband's here."

"As far as I'm concerned I don't have a husband. Not anymore." I pulled Matilda off my body and handed it to a roadie. They took her and put her in a safe spot. "Could you change the strings too?" I looked at the roadie. He nodded and went right to work.

"He says it's urgent." Brendon looked at me as we walked to the dressing/hang out room.

"Urgent? For what?" I chuckled, looking at Brendon. Ryan was walking right behind us.

"Says it's important." He said before pushing the door open. I walked in and saw Jamie sitting on the couch, a big envelope in his hands.

"What do you want?" I spat, pushing the door closed.

"Came to drop this off." He stood up and held out the envelope for me to take. I took it.

"Sign this then we're divorced, yeah?" I looked at him. He simply nodded.

"That is how divorce works." He stated firmly. I rolled my eyes.

"How's Penny?" I asked, finally getting to sign the papers. Six months. I've know he was with another lady for six months. It's taken us five months to get a divorce.

"She's pregnant." Jamie said. The tip of my pen didn't even hit the paper. I looked at him and cocked my head.

"Oh... Congrats." I looked back at the papers before scribbling my name on the line. I threw the papers back at him. "I have to get ready for the show."
"I'm staying."

"Cool. Now get out before I call for Zack." I pulled the door open for him. He looked at me one last time before leaving. Ryan and Brendon walked in.

"He's staying for the show." I looked at the pair. They both took a seat on the couches. I looked at them and shook my head. "Oh, yeah, he's also going to be a dad." I ran a hand through my knotted hair and looked at them. Brendon looked at me and furrowed his eyebrows.