Send Me One Last Kik (Peterick)

Rip Ross Returns

PuppyRoss~ remember school?

TheHappyCamper~ I have surpressed those days like the plague

GaylyWilliams~ bitch I am still living them & I want to die cuz finals

PuppyRoss~ Tf are you doing in school!?

GaylyWilliams~ trying to minor in business so I can be the best pet groomer in town

TotheMAX~ ummmmmmmmm, too late? You already are

GaylyWilliams~ aw<3 thanks, son

Gaskbarf~ I thought I was your son

GaylyWilliams~ quiet, child, you're all my children

GaylyWilliams~ Jack, I s2g if you make the daddy joke I will drop my textbooks on your toes

JackSkellington~ sweet Jesus

Soulofapunk~ you guys are so violent

Soulofapunk~ be more chill, guys

PuppyRoss~ only when I get a squip

Soulofapunk~ ??

Beebobaggins~ dear god, I've married a theater nerd

PuppyRoss~ like you fucking aren't

PuppyRoss~ BRENDON DID THEATER IN HIGH SCHOOL, I HAVE PICTURES

Beebobaggins~ YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP RYAN I WILL DECK YOU

TotheMAX~ PROOF

JonWalker~ DUDE

WentzIsWack~ I will pay good money for this

Smiththemyth~ it's been 10 minutes I think Ryan is dead

UndeadIero~ rip Ross returns

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"Ryan died again." Pete reported as he scrolled through his phone, "I feel like he could be considered a Winchester at this point."

"You like that show?" A wide grin spread over Vic's face with the question.

Pete nodded with the hint of a gleam in his eye. "Hell yea, man! I love the way it hurts me."

The two began excitedly discussing the show with theories and anticipation of the next season. Patrick sat closer to Kellin's bed, looking down at photos Ryan had sent him in a private message of Natasha. He smiled fondly, feeling his heart swell at the photos of the toddler squealing with laughter as she played with the dogs, sticking her tounge out at Brendon as he did the same to her, and Natasha asleep on Ryan as he attempted to reach for a bowl of popcorn without waking her up. Just looking at the photos made Patrick realize how much he really missed her.

Patrick sighed. They would have to go home soon, but Kellin still hadn't woken up. Melanie was apparently across the country for reasons he had already felt bad about forgetting, so it would be Vic by himself when he and Pete left...

Patrick looked up at Kellin's still face. His eye twitched, just slightly, but otherwise his expression didn't change. Patrick felt so bad for him, being sick for so long with no one able to permanently help... He looked back down at his phone, wanting to look through the pictures Ryan had sent again.

"Kells?" Vic's voice cracked, drawing Patrick's attention to the boy across the room. Vic's eyes were brimming with tears as they stared at the bed next to Patrick. Patrick turned back to the silent boy and his eyes grew wide.

Kellin was tiredly blinking around the room. He seemed a bit dazed, but he was awake. A choked sob escaped Vic before he was once again at Kellin's side. He reached out as if he wanted to embrace him tightly, but he pulled his hands back with a fearful hesitation.

"You're okay?"

Kellin smiled, despite how extremely tired he looked. His hand rose from the bed shakily, but Vic was quick to snatch it in his own.

"Holy fuck!" Vic laughed happily, letting tears flow down his face. "You-I've got to call the guys and... And call Melanie! Holy fuck, baby..." He threw his caution to the wind and hugged Kellin tightly.

Patrick stood up, holding his hand over his mouth. His eye had been twitching, how had he not realized Kellin may have been waking up?

The snap of a phone camera brought Patrick out of his daze. He turned to see Pete beside him with a grin on his face. "It got better." He mouthed to Patrick before flashing a thumbs up towards his husband.

Patrick smiled back at Pete. They really had. Kellin was awake and now they could go back home to their daughter. Things were going pretty good.