Quite obviously and regrettably, I do not own My Chemical Romance, Gerard, or Vampires.

I do own the POV of the main character and the plot-line, because it was my freakin' dream.

Enjoy! :D

"Honey, I can't," Gerard whimpers as he lightly puts a hand on my cheek. We're sitting on the floor, against the wall, watching a horror movie, and I notice how pale and ashen his face is, how shallowly he breathes, how listless he seems.

"Gerard, you can, it'll be fine… trust me," I whisper back with a smile, holding his hand.

"What if I can't stop? I don't want to kill you."

"Then I'll have died helping you. You're hungry, drink. Otherwise I'll cut myself and you WON'T be able to say no," I kiss his cheek.

He sighs, biting his lip, and I can see his elongated canines. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Gerard," he positions himself over me and leans down, almost as if he'll kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck as he lowers his mouth to mine for a perfect, brief second before lowering it down to my neck. He hesitates before I feel a pinch as the teeth pierce my skin, go down, and reach a vein, and then… I just relax, not knowing I had been tensed up. I feel a bit weaker, feeling the blood leave my body, and I'm getting cold… It's been five minutes and Gerard pulls back. He looks healthier, having lost the ashen shade from his worried face. He was so hungry he was almost starving to death. I'm so tired, but I smile at him and as he pulls me into a hug, I feel a warm wetness on my head. "Gee-gee, why are you crying?" I whisper, fighting to keep my eyes open.

"I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry, that was awful…"

"Gee-gee…" my voice is a little stronger, "I told you too. And I feel fine!" I wrap my arms weakly around his waist and feel him shaking slightly. "Gerard, I love you."

He suddenly leans down and kisses me on the mouth. I try to kiss him back, but I feel like I'm dying, I'm that tired. "I love you so much, I'm so sorry… Just relax, I'll take care of you," he says softly against the spot on my neck where his teeth pierced it. Darkness surrounds me.

I don't know how long it is later, but I'm fighting to get awake, and it feels like I'm drowning. I can't breathe, but I hear Gerard as if from far away frantically saying my name. Suddenly, something's on my mouth and I can breathe. My eyes fly open and Gerard is looking at me, terrified, mere inches from my face. "Gerard?"

He visibly relaxes. "Oh thank God. I'm never doing that again, I swear that was one of your worst ideas, never tell me to do that again," he whispers and I try to reach up to his neck, but I appear to be too weak.

"Gerard?"

"Yeah, honey?"

"Take my hand," he obeys, smiling a little, "Okay good. Now take my other," he obeys again, a little confused, "Okay, now put them behind your head, like on your neck," he complies, "Now lean down," smiling, he does this. And somehow, I have the strength to pick my head up and press my lips to his. "I love you, and I'd make you do it again in a second, because if you starved to death I'd die anyways."

His eyes fill with tears. "You're too good. You're just- you need to think of yourself more."

"Until the end of everything, we're together."

"Heaven help us," he mutters before crashing his lips to mine again.