Disclaimer: I don't own Bobby, John, or The Fray.

Note: This is the last chapter. No more. Nada. Zip. Zero.


"I don't belong here, man. I know that. The world would be better if I didn't exist." Bobby stared across the mahogany desk at the new mutant in disbelief. When he had volunteered to be student counselor for the month he didn't know it would deal with suicide!

"I mean, no one really cares for mutants anyway. Why should I be here?" the boy continued and Bobby looked away. He didn't know what to tell him.

Step one you say we need to talk

He walks you say sit down it's just a talk

He smiles politely back at you

You stare politely right on through

Some sort of window to your right

As he goes left and you stay right

Between the lines of fear and blame

And you being to wonder why you came

His thoughts drifted back to John Allerdyce. He saw the fire as a lethal disease, consuming him until his old friend couldn't be found. He hated what mutantcy had done to Pyro. They were called the 'New Professor and Magneto'. Bobby tuned back to the student but quickly tuned back out. He didn't need to hear this! He knew he was being a shabby counselor but this brought back things he had tried to forget.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

He wasn't sure when their friendship started falling apart, but he did remember how gradually some of John's usual habits began to annoy him. How he made his bed on inspection day right to left instead of left to right, how he started his homework at the bottom of the page, and most of all how he wouldn't stop clicking that lighter! That Zippo infuriated him to no end. The shark face seemed to smirk at him every time John whipped it out.

Let him know that you know best

'Cause after all you do know best

Try to slip past his defense

Without granting innocence

Lay down a list of what is wrong

The things you've told him all along

And pray to God he hears you

And after the annoyance slowly ebbed away, Bobby began worrying about John - the friend who now forced most to call him Pyro. John started watching mutant attacks on the television with great interest. He started talking nonstop about Magneto as well.

Bobby confronted him about that one day. It didn't go over too well.

"What? Now I can't be interested in the news?" John had asked sarcastically.

"No. Just not…that kind of news," Bobby replied.

"Oh, so you're monitoring what I can do now? You're not the boss of me Iceman," John said venomously and slammed the door in his face.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

By the day at the museum, they were walking on thin ice. The tension was thick between them and it almost broke when Pyro had come out to play and burned another. Bobby couldn't believe John had done that!

When the mansion was attacked, they had to rely on what shred of friendship they had left. But after John's performance at his house, he knew it was over. His joining Magneto and permanently becoming Pyro just sealed the deal. To Bobby, John had thrown his life away and committed suicide.

As he begins to raise his voice

You lower yours and grant him one last choice

Drive until you lose the road

Or break with the ones you've followed

He will do one of two things

He will admit to everything

Or he'll say he's just not the same

And you'll begin to wonder why you came

"Look, I can tell you're not listening, so just forget about me. Forget I was ever here," the boy said abruptly and stood up. Bobby raised his hand and stopped him.

"I don't know how to deal with your type of problem, but I do know what it's like to lose a friend. I've seen you laughing and talking with four others. Put yourself in their shoes. If you left the way you're planning to…" He let the sentence hang in the air. Bobby was saying all of the cheesy stuff he'd heard before and laughed at but now it finally made sense.

He must have struck a nerve because the boy stared at him and then sat back down.

"So. How'd you lose your friend?" he asked. Bobby sighed and then looked him dead in the eye.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life…


How to Save a Life- The Fray