Gerard and Bob were sitting in the hub with Tosh and Owen. After the phone call to Jack had been unsuccessful, as with the phone call to Frank, the pizza and coffee had come out and the four were sitting under an air of melancholy.

"At least we know he's still alive?" Bob offered, trying to break the awkward tension.

"Yeah." Gerard breathed, clamping his teeth down on his next slice of pizza.

The silence resumed, making Bob squirm. Owen stood up swiftly and left the room, his face a mixture of a scowl and determination. Tosh stared after him helplessly, before returning her gaze to the now empty pizza box.

"Gerard? Maybe you should go home. We can call again tomorrow, it might work a bit better, but you should probably get some rest." Tosh suggested. Gerard nodded, heaving himself out of the chair. Running a hand through his firetruck hair, he exited the office, Bob following soon after.

"He better come back, Bob. He better."


Party Poison had been running for a little while. He knew his way around by now, he'd lived in the desert for years, he hardly noticed the harsh heat or the sand.

And that was when he saw it. Not the blue, that was long gone. It had disappeared over the horizon, taunting him. No, he saw a small person sprawled over the sand. He couldn't make out whether it was a drac, a child, or just a small adult due to the darkness of the night. All he knew was that whoever it was, they were alone in the cold desert night, which was never a good idea. Sure, he was in the same situation, but making good ideas was not his style.

Deciding to approach it, he gasped as he drew near and stared in to the eyes of Frank Iero.


Me and my short chapters...

It's 14:19 here, and i've "done" all my homework, so if I get bored I might write again or venture out into the rain.

doctor-emily001 You're forgiven xD And yep, that was a shot at cyberwoman xD

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