The Lone Killjoy (Party Poison/Gerard Way fanfic)

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

One Year Later

I'm standing on the side of the road in central Battery City, a bucket of red paint in one hand and a big roller in the other that i can use to get a smooth effect with. The wall in front of me use to be a plain shade of fading white, but is now an eye-catching scarlet shade, which brightens up the whole street.

BLI had made the city a colourless prison, but a year on and we've been redecorating like mad in our spare time, encouraging the citizens of the city to do the same and plant flowers or paint wherever they can. Slowly the city is regaining it's spark, along with all the smiling faces that I can now see.

I sigh and admire my handiwork, looking at the wall that is now a mixture of swirling orange and red hues that blend and twist together in an eye-catching pattern. Whenever i get a spare moment i like to go out and paint the city, making it bright enough to match the killjoys that run it. 

It has been a long day. I've spent the morning at the Battery City Leadership Base, which is just a fancy name we've given to the new killjoy headquarters. Now we occupy Battery City we got to enforce the laws and run the city, which we do successfully. I'd been going over proposals to expand the city with Jet Star, due to the growing population. 

I see the familiar trans am round the corner of the street, the redhead i love driving it. He pulls up beside me and gives me a minute to place my paint stuff in the boot before i climb in beside him, leaning over to kiss him. 

He kisses me back immediately, a hand resting on my waist and the other going to rest just below my ear, right where one of my hickey's can still faintly be seen. He lets out a moan as he does so, loud enough to show that he's missed me today. He and Ghoul had to go and take care of some droids that were malfunctioning all day, so i haven't seen him since he got up early this morning. We go on missions together whenever possible as we always love to have each other's backs.

"I missed you baby" he pulls away and nuzzles his small nose against my neck "The droids were really playing up. They were old models we missed and they were still programmed under BLI commands. They took up like three hours. Plus Ghoul spent nearly the whole time seeing how many different ways he could break into the hut they'd been in." 

"Why am i not surprised?" i chuckle, my chin brushing against the slight stubble that's forming across his jawline "i missed you too though. You should've just let me come along too, we both knew it would be fine." 

"I know, i just don't want to take any chances. I love you both too much" he rested him hand on the small bump under my t-shirt where there was a tiny little life growing, shaping and forming into it's own person. 

 "I'm pregnant, not immobile. At least, not yet. Wait until i'm eight months gone and i'll probably be saying different" i'm four months down the line at the moment, and although at first i was more surprised that anything else, now i'm excited too.

"Apparently Ghoul and Cyanide have taken a bet. Ghoul reckons it's a girl and Cyanide thinks a boy. Whoever loses has to cook for a month" he reluctantly takes him hand away from my stomach so that he can start the car up again, driving off down the street as we talk.

"Well we'll know soon enough anyway" I stare down at the noticeable shape forming beneath my lose purple t-shirt "not that i care either way. As long as it's healthy." 

"It just makes me even more relieved that we took the city when we did. Now we get to raise this kid in an actual, safe home. Imagine if we'd had them when we were still out in the desert?" He sighs as i imagine giving birth in the middle of a gunfight.