Gerard for theBrilliant

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by denlovesnor

Dedicated to theBrilliant

by denlovesnor

For @theBrilliant

"C'mon Zena! Wake up!" Gerard called at you. You groaned and rolled off your cot.

"Ten more minuets, mom." You mumbled. You partner kicked you lightly.

"Get up! We have important things to do today!" That was enough to jog your memory. Today, you had to go back in time. This, however, was the normal part. You always thought of yourselves as Time Lords, like for the television show Doctor Who. Only, you didn't have a 1950's Police Phone Box, you had a complicated system of teleportation.

Today, you and your work partner had to go back to 2017, when a bandom cause a large problem. People always have to go back and change this part of history. If they didn't, the human race woud be extinct. The only reason that the 2017 Chemical Reaction keeps happening is because everyone alters history in ways to keep the future majorly the same, and those changes cause the 2017 Chemical Reaction to play over and over. Gerard has done this before, you, however, haven't. To say you were anxious would be extremly down playing it. You were freaking out. Gerard Way, your friend since 8th grade, was helping you at least. You pulled yourself into a standing positions and headed for the showers. After, you slipped on your white body suit.

"Ready?" Gerard asked, his hazel eyes filled with excitment. You took a deep breath.

"As I'll ever be." You shrugged amd walked to the transport center.

"Don't worry, Zena, this'll be fun. It's not bad." He assured you.

"Whatever you say, Gee." You sighed and shook your head. Gee smiled at the use of his nickname. You and Gerard held hands as you walked into the lab. A friendly face greeted you.

"Hey Gerard, hey Zena!" Corinne smiled. "What time are you going to today?" The blonde walked over to her sation, waiting to type in a number.

"10:26, March 22nd, 2017." Gerard answered, squeezing your hand. Corinne sighed.

"The Chemical Reaction, wow. Good luck, you two." She said as you and Gerard parted only to step on seperate transportilizers. He took your hand in his and Corinne let out a frustrated growl.

"As hard as I ship you two, you can't be touching when I send you through. It'll cause mix-ups." You let go of Gee's hand and everything faded into bright white.

You heard shouting and cries of distress.

"Follow me!" Gerard shouted over the noise and ran to a nuclear power reactor.

"Holy shit." You murmured, looking at the massive building.

"All we have to do is stop Kasey from smashing the controls, act like police, and evacuate everyone." Gerard explained. You nodded and ran to catch up with him. He stopped in front of a brown haired girl wearing Green Day merch and pulled her away from a control panel, pulling the hammer from her hand.

"Hit the Fire Alarm!" He shouted to you. You found the Fire Alarm switch and yanked it down, causing a loud blaring to erupt and red lights to flash. Gee turned to the girl.

"Young lady, you are under arrest for breaking and entering a-"

"SUCK MY DICK!" The girl shouted and ran for the door, Gerard letting her.

"Well, if there wasn't a fire, we'd be lying..." He sighed. You grinned, pulling out the box of matches you liked to reek havoc with.

"I got this covered Gee." You assured him.

"Z-Zena, oh, okay, matches, that's hot..." He grinned as you lit one up. "Be sure not to set any of this room on fire, though." You nodded and took off running, dropping lit matches as you went. Just as you and Gerard were about to leave the building, he pulled you to him and gave you a sweet kiss. A kiss that lasted untl you were both back at the lab, seeing as your time visa probably wore off. You and Gerard only pulled when you heard high pitched sqeals.

"I SHIP IT. I SHIP IT SO HARD." Corinne shouted. Gerard smiled down at you.

"Alright Zena. See? It wasn't bad, it was ju- OH GOD, CORINNE, SHUT UP." He yelled at the shipping queen. "AS I was saying, it was just fast paced." You reached up and pecked his lips.

"Everything seems fasted paced with you." You laughed.