A/N: HEY PEOPLES! I'm SO SO SO SO SO S O sorry I haven't written anything in forever! I blame Victor and Tori….*glares* Just kidding. I love those guys so much! *hearts*

So….SHOUT OUTS.

Yesterday was me and Cassie's Friendaversary. YAY.

Last month was me and Liz's Friendaversary. YAY.

Victor is my third parent from the other side of the world. YAY.

Tori is fucking awesome. The End. YAY.

Carly, I miss you. BOO.

I still don't know your name….but Better Left Unspoken, I miss you too. BOO.

Agent Ilse, even though I know your name I still like calling you this. YAY.

All you new people whose names I don't know. YAY.

So yes! Enjoy this! Theo is love. And he makes CSI so much better.

REVIEW PLEASE!

Disclaimer: Ahem….I do not own AI…or Theo…or Andrew….or the Lion King reference. (Oh Boy! Like Lion King!)

Angry voices of Billie Joe and Tom Kitt: You're making things up again, Anna.

Me: AM NOT.

Characters: you're taking our holy script and adding fiction.

Me: C'mon, Idiots!

Theo: I believe that Billie wrote AI. I believe that Tom Kitt helped to arrange it as well. And I believe that Anna who is the author has no right to say she owns anything.

Me: I am an Idiot, and an Idiot just believes!

Hope you enjoyed my extended Book of Mormon disclaimer! NOW READ.

The alley was empty as usual. Dark. Mysterious. Only the loyal few still came. The rest gave up a long time ago. Gerard rolled his eyes as he kicked a can across the alleyway, going as far down as he remembered. He could hear shallow breaths as he approached. Gasps and sighs and moans of longing came after. He saw the old abandoned alley come to life once again as he came closer.

Only the loyal few remained.

His eyes fell upon the large, tall figure on a man who caught Gerard's glance. He ran towards him and gripping his large hand around tiny Gerard's throat. "You ratted us out, you bastard!"

"No! No! It wasn't me! I would never betray him! Jimmy was my friend!"

But the grip got tighter. "How dare you use the name of the Saint, you fucking bastard!"

"Ben…leave him alone…" Another slender silhouette said as Ben let go of Gerard. "Why are you here, Gerard?"

"Why are you acting like this, Andrew?" Gerard inquired, rubbing his sore neck. "It's me….You know me…"

Andrew stepped into the light and sighed, "We trust no one, Gerard."

"But it's me! I have news! It's about Jimmy!"

"Jimmy?" A head popped up from a man sitting on a wooden box.

"Yes! He's alive!" Gerard shouted happily.

"R-Really? He's alive?" The man smiled again, this time jumping off the box.

"Theo…"Andrew scolded like the boy was a puppy, causing him to sit back down dejectedly. "What do you mean?"

"I've heard the rumors too, Andrew…I've seen him."

A quiet mutter seemed to come from everyone's mouth. "You've seen him?" Andrew asked, skeptically. "Where?"

"He's in Jingletown! I saw him Andrew! I'm not lying!"

A sly smile spread across his face. "Well…we ought to pay our Saint a visit then, huh? We need someone to find out if it's real. Bring him here so we can see with our own eyes."

Dead silence. No one said a word.

Until Theo piped up. "I'll go."

The mutters turned into shouts and screams by now. "You'll go?" Ben argued. "What makes you so special?"

"Nothing! I just wanna go…"

Andrew smirked and threw his arms around Theo's waist, pulling the boy close to him. "But you have to stay here. I'll be so lonely without you…"

Theo pulled away, walking forward. "No. I want to go, Andrew. I've never been outside the city before. And I'll be helping….please?"

Andrew looked into his deep blue eyes, mesmerizing him immediately. "You really want to?" Theo nodded furiously. "Fine then. You can go. You have two weeks to get him back here. Think you can do that?"

Theo nodded proudly and smiled. "Yes! I won't let you down! I promise!" He immediately began to run off, getting ready for his journey.

Andrew's smirk got even bigger. "Make yourselves ready boys…We have to welcome back the Saint…"

The sun rose gently over Jingletown. It was another bright, warm day. Beautiful.

The birds began to sing, the sun's warm rays came through the window as the baby began to cry. Jimmy woke up groggily, the sun in his eyes, making them hurt. He groaned and moved around, feeling Johnny still asleep in his arms. He smiled and held him closer, kissing the back of his head gently. He was happy. He'd never been this happy before. "Your baby's crying…" Jimmy whispered into his ear.

Johnny groaned and turned around, smiling. "My baby?"

"Before ten, she's yours."

Johnny giggled and jumped up, kissing Jimmy on the lips, going to tend to the baby. Jimmy loved his life. He loved his boyfriend. He loved his baby. He loved his friends. He loved having a calm, normal life.

Everything was so perfect…

Johnny came back into the room, carrying the baby. "So Tunny and Christina are coming over later."

"Really? The place is a mess, Johnny Cakes…"

"We'll clean. It'll be fun!" Johnny smiled hopefully, handing the baby to Jimmy.

"If you really want to…" He looked at his daughter and smiled. How could a boy from such a broken past have such a perfect life? He smiled and kisses Johnny again. "I love you…"

"I love you too, Jim…" Johnny kissed him back before kissing the baby as well.

But soon enough, Jimmy's phone began to ring. He groaned and went to answer it. "Hello? Oh hey, Tom…I…oh. Yeah. I can come in. No it's no problem. Ok. See you later. Bye."

"What was that?" Johnny asked, taking the girl back into his arms.

"The company wants me to come in…The band's recording another track and they want my opinion on it…I'm sorry, babe."

"No, it's fine. Your job comes first."

"You sure?"

"Of course I am…"

Jimmy smiled and kisses him again, hopping up from the bed, getting ready to go.

A/N: Aw….I now, boring so far…but it gets so much better!

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