DISCONTINUED FOR THE MOMENT The rain pelted against the windshield as Gerard Way gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white with tension. The phone call he had just received from his younger brother, Mikey, echoed in his mind, each word a jumbled mess of worry and fear. Mikey had been experiencing health issues, and his voice had trembled as he delivered the news. "He's going to be okay, Gee," Frank Iero's voice broke through Gerard's thoughts. Frank sat in the passenger seat, his eyes a mix of concern and support.