Author's Note: Not sure why I'm writing this but I've been having this dream for a while and I kinda feel the need to finally write it down. This is a killjoy fic taking place after the Sing video. Oh and I am putting some Frerard in here or Poison/Ghoul, however you want to look at it. Jet Star and Kobra Kid will also be around but not a lot.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the My Chemical Romance killjoys. As hot as Gerard/Party Poison is, I don't think my boyfriend would be happy if I owned him. Besides owning someone is slavery and that's wrong.

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Unknown POV

I look at the man in the cage across from me. His head bent forward into his chest, his bright red hair hanging over most of his face so I couldn't see him properly. I chuckled a little bit before laughing out loud. I never usually laugh but I was happy. With another person locked up in here, maybe I would get a break. I notice that my laughter made the man wake up. Damn I was hoping he would sleep longer. His head lifted slowly and I stared into his deep hazel eyes. He looked so familer to me. I shrugged it off and glared silently at him.

Party Poison's POV

I could hear laughter. Why did I hear laughter? Did Ghoul do something stupid again and Kobra is laughing at him? No this laughter was more feminine then Kobra. I slowly lifted my head and looked straight across from me. Sitting on the bed behind bars across from me was a girl. Her reddish blonde hair swung down in front of her green emotionless eyes when she noticed me looking at her. Cocking my head to the side, I took in her appearance, short, very short and angry. Why was she so angry? I decided to take the chance and talk to her considering I didn't remember where I was, "Hi there. Where am I? And why the fuck does my head hurt so much?"

The girl laughed again, "Idiot. Guess they used stuns on you."

"This is BL/ind isn't it?" I guessed.

The girl rolled her eyes, "Regular Sherlock over here."

I shook my head slightly, "Thanks. I'm Party Poison."

Unknown POV

I knew it. I knew I knew him. I sighed before responding, "I'm Bullet's Embrace."

Poison glanced around the cage, "How long have I been out?"

I shrugged, "You were here when they brought me back from ray gun practice so probably a couple of hours. They usually keep me up there for two or three hours before they think the Dracs are improving. But with how long it's taken to capture you, I'm guessing they aren't improving at all."

No One's POV

The two glared at each other before Bullet's words register with Poison, "Ray gun practice? What does that mean?"

Bullet shrugged her shoulders, "Exactly as it sounds. I'm tired. Bye."

Bullet rolled from her sitting position into a curled up ball on the small bed. Her back clearly visible to Poison across the way. He could see every ray gun burn on her purple shirt. Poison knew that if he lifted her shirt he would see scars underneath. Poison sighed and laid down on the small bed in his own cell. His feet hanging over the edge. Clearly, there beds weren't made for adult captives. Poison turned on his side to look at Bullet again. He spoke softly as though he was speaking to a child, "How old are you?"

He could hear Bullet sigh, "I'm twenty two. I only look young cause I'm short."

Poison nodded even though Bullet wasn't looking at him, "How long have you been here?"

Bullet turned to stare at him, "Five years now. I'm on so many medications that the Better Living pills did nothing to me except I didn't feel anything anymore. Pain didn't register with me. Love didn't register with me. Fear didn't register with me. They took my boyfriend from me and I don't know what they did to him. He could be one of those blasted Dracs that are constantly blasting me at the practice for all I know. I stopped caring about myself. I just want to die but they never use anything more than the stun setting on the guns. I wish I could die."

Poison shook his head, "You don't mean that."

Bullet smirked, "Yeah, I do. Especially if I can't find Sean. I just want him back. Even if I can't feel love for him anymore, I just want to be with him."

Poison smiled warmly, "I know that feeling. If you know that much then you can feel something."

Bullet shrugged, "Not like I'm ever going to get out of here."

Suddenly sounds filled the hallway. Three guys came running in, two on the tall side with motorcycle helmets on and one short guy with a Frakenstein mask over his face. They stopped in front of Poison's cell. Poison smirked, "Took you guys long enough."

The short guy pulled off his mask, "Poison, you want out or what?"

Poison laughed lightly, sounding more like a giggle, "Get me outta here Ghoul."

Using a reprogrammed Vend-a-Hack, Ghoul unlocked the cage door, "Let's go. "

Poison ran to the door and stopped, he looked into the other cage. Bullet had turned back onto her side away from them. Poison ran to the cage bars, "Bullet, come on."

When she didn't answer, Poison realized that she had probably fallen asleep. Poison banged on the cage. Ghoul grabbed his arm, "Poison?"

Poison shook his head, "Jet, Kobra, Ghoul. If you guys had heard her story, you wouldn't leave her here."

Ghoul sighed, "Fine."

Using the Vend-a-Hack once more, her cage unlocked. Poison lifted the very light sleeping girl into his arms, "Now we can go."

Once the five of them were piled into the Trans Am, Ghoul turned to Poison in the backseat. He refused to let go of girl in his arms. Ghoul noticed how protective Poison seemed of her. A small spark of jealously flashed through his eyes before speaking softly, "Who is she?"

Poison glanced up at him, tears in his eyes, "A prisoner of her own mind."

Sitting next to his brother, Kobra leaned against him, "That's terrible. What happened to her?"

Poison shook his head, "Not my story to tell."

The rest of the drive to the diner was quiet. No one wanted to risk disturbing the sleeping girl. Once they pulled up in front of their makeshift hideout, Poison climbed out taking Bullet inside. He laid her on the table to let her continue sleeping. He walked back outside passing Jet Star and Kobra Kid. Kobra grabbed his brother and hugged him tightly, "Never scare me like that again."

Poison hugged him back, "I won't baby brother."

Jet Star patted Poison on the shoulder, "Glad to have you among the living. After seeing that ray gun hit you, thought we lost you."

Poison smirked, "Can't get rid of me that easy Jet."

Jet Star walked past him yelling back, "Ghoul is over by the car."

No one noticed the small body wasn't on the table anymore. Poison walked up behind Ghoul, wrapping his arms around the shorter man, "I'm sorry."

Ghoul turned and stared up into Poison's eyes, "You owe me for scaring me like that. I thought I lost you."

Poison leaned down and softly kissed Ghoul's lips, murmuring against them, "I never realized how much that could hurt someone before."

Ghoul leaned into Poison's embrace, "What changed?"

Poison slowly turned his head. He felt eyes boring into his back. Behind him stood Bullet, her vacant eyes taking in the scene of love before her. She spoke softly, "I remember that. It's love right."

Poison nodded, "Yeah, this is love. It's special and complicated and the only thing that can make you happy is seeing a smile on that special other person's face."

Ghoul blushed at being called special. He leaned against Poison's side taking in the girl and her vacant eyes, "Don't you know what love is?"

Poison almost smacked Ghoul before hearing Bullet's answer, "Not anymore. I think I had it once. I remember Sean. I remember wanting him to be happy. But then they took him and I stopped feeling anything from the pills."

Poison left Ghoul's side and pulled Bullet into a small hug, "I swear to you Bullet. We will help you find Sean. Hopefully, we can help you find feelings again."

Bullet nodded against his strong chest. She liked the warmth he gave her. She felt a small spark in her chest. Ghoul noticed her eyes gaining a little bit of light before going flat again. Bullet suddenly pushed Poison away from her, "I don't feel well."

Her eyes slowly rolled back into her head as she fainted.

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Author's note: Yes another one. Well, that's the beginning. I know it's kinda rushed but I was moving at the pace of my dream and also I wanted to get more into the meat of the story which is what is really wrong with Bullet and them helping her find Sean. Going to be a lot more Frerard later on. Hopefully I get reviews. I like reviews they make me happy and put me in a nice writing mood.