A/N: Woah, the response to my last chapter was epic. I mean so epic my face fell of like MJ'S! (Not dissing the jackson, small pun! We still love him!) ANYWAY! I feel so inspired! Even though I've completely forgotten what I was originally going to do with this story lines, I'm sure I can improvise! I'm writing this on the 14th March, 2011 let's see when it'll be posted! Haha.

GERARD

I'm sitting with Frank and Blake on the couch. We're getting into the Jerry Springer show and yes that makes me trailer trash, but who cares?

"holy shit, it's the little dude on again!" frank laughs, chucking his body baking as it vibrates with his amusement.

"How the fuck did he got a job on the jerry springer show? You're supposed to be able to break up fights not get trampled to death in the middle of them!" I chuckle.

"I think Frankie's just sour because he's undermining his role as the small one out of us." Blake remarks with a hint and jest.

"I'm offended!" Franks smiled with mock shock.

"Any way, we've got more important things to talk about than the Jerry springer show." I tell him because the sooner we can get Frank of the subject of the jerry springer show, the better.

"Which are..." Blake asks. I flash a look at her, she's sitting straight on the couch where I put her. It's confusing this thing between us. I've seen this whole new side of Blake, that whilst I still love, I'm not sure if I like that much. I can't give a shit that's she's physically not up to much, whilst she is getting better though, but she's started to turn into this bitter person. Ever since the accident she's not content with just being around her friends, she seems despondent to us. Then there's the situation that, y'know. I'm in love with her. Completely and utterly in love. Obsessively so, I mean I'm like a stalker nowadays, but state payed.

"Bobs birthday. I'm thinking all around at Mikey's place, giant party. Everyone except me, of course, gets drunk and we can all play some game and have a shit load of fun. Is that okay?" I ask.

"Well it sounds like the same thing we do for every birthday, but yes. Lets surprise him with our thoughtful efforts to celebrate him getting closer to death." Blake snaps. I roll me eyes because Blake PMS-ing all over the mood, is pretty usual.

"I think it sound fun, no matter what bllaaakkke thinks." Frank says teasing prodding her arms.

"Exactly! Any way traditions are good and this is are traditions. Celebrating LIFE by getting pissed, or drinking non alcoholic beer in my case." I smile smugly at Blake. She sighs and flashes me her Grammy smile.

"Yes yes, whatever say darrrling. So does Mikey know we're doing this? In his house?" Blake asks.

"No, but he'll say yes. Mikey's a push over and he loves a party too much to say no."

"Oh isn't it touching how much our dear friends care about the celebrations of Bobs birthday." Blake laughs.

"Oh yeah, he loved Bob too much to say no, too." Frank adds slyly. "I'm going to get a soda, do any of you guys want one?" I nod and Frankie runs of to the kitchen. I give Blake a sharp look.

"What's that for?" She asks confused.

"For being a big ass downer. Come on it's been months since the accident and you're almost there with walking. Can't you lighten up?"

"For god's sake Gee, don't lie. I'm not almost there; I'm a bloody Sahara away from walking." She barks.

"You got the whole way through the bar the other day."

"Yes and I was crying by the end of it... Look, I'm sorry I've been a bitch, I have been trying to get better. I just feel like I've got no control anymore."

"What, other your dear love for me?" I joke. She smiles again, looking down. I sigh heartily before nudging up closer to her and wrapping an arm around her.

"Let's have some fun, alright?"

"Alright" She say, grinning with excitement. I jump up and put my leather jacket on before scooping Blake up in my arms and putting her into her wheelchair. Just as I do that, Frankie appears holding two cold Pepsi Max in his hand.

"And where are you going?"

"No, it's where are we going Frankie. Grab your coat, laddy, you've pulled." I tease. He follows me to the front door in confusement and I push Blake out and head to the car.

"Frankie what are you fucking waiting for?" She turns to look at Frank. He eyes bright. Frankie shrugs and runs to the car.

"I call shotgun!" He shouts.

"Oh zut!" Blake laughs.

I look in the mirror as I drive, my eyes flicking to Blake sitting in the back. She runs her hands through her orange hair, wavy hair. It's grown down to her collar bones and flick out around her jaw. Blake has started to look different; you can tell she's grown up. She doesn't wear stripy tights and tutu skirts any more. She started to remind me of Grace Kelly, elegant. Since I've been gone, she's started to go for the 1950's look. Flicky eyeliner, blouses and blue jeans. I like it; she looks less like a little girl trying to be something she isn't. Everything about her has changed, her face has thinned and turned into this beautiful heart shape, her eyes are brighter and she's gained weight. She looks curvy, healthy and attractive. I know Frank's noticed too, he's forever teasing her about becoming one of the 'fashionable insiders' but I think he likes it too.

"Gee, I know you have this insane idea of not telling us where on earth we are going, but can we stop of at Superdrug, I want to buy some hair dye."

"Still going for orange?" Frank laughs as he sips his Soda. Liquid spurts out of his nose and he starts coughing manically. I can't help but laugh hysterically.

"No, I think I'm going to go for a change." Blake says determinedly.

"Well, I shall miss that tangerine barnet of yours." Frank teases her after recovering from his soda attack.

"I don't take that tone of sarcasm very well Fr-" I interrupt her suddenly:

"Here we are!" I smile, swinging open the car door. I can see them both looking out. We're at the beach.

"Okay, what the fuck?" Frank asks.

"We're going to have a lovely day at the beach." I say smugly. I pull Blake's wheel chair from the back.

"Gee, I swear you're not supposed to use my wheelchair on sand."

"Nonsense." I say sternly. "Frankie get Blake out." I command. I watch as he does, he jokingly leans forward for a kiss on the cheek. Blake just laughs and clings onto him.

"You do know it's in the middle of December? Seasides are like a suicide mission ." Blake tells me as she gets into her wheelchair.

"Like hell is that going to stop us!"

What did stop us though, was the fact that Blake was right- about the wheelchair. The sides got cogged up with particles and I could barely push it along so we stopped soon enough. We were at the beach. No one was there except for us. The sea lapped against the sand slowly and I could hear seagulls fly overhead.

We all sat on the sand, abandoning the wheelchair.

"Why would you want to watch Jerry Springer when you could watch this?" I asked. Frank just shrugged. I looked over to Blake, her hair was flying behind her with the wind and she had her eyes closed and a smile on her face. Her arms propping her body up from the sand and he legs out flat, she kind of looked like a mermaid.

"I'm going to get him and Kaitlin tickets to go hot air ballooning." Blake said quietly.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm going to get Bob tickets to go hot air ballooning with Kaitlin for his birthday."

"Well that's randomly sweet." I smiled. I look to Frank, but his gaze is caught at see.

"Frank."

Nothing.

"FRANK!" I scream into his ear. He jumps, looking at me with a startles expression.

"Jesus Gee, what do you want?" He asked.

"How are you and Jamia" I ask "I haven't seen her for a while." Frank rubs his eyes.

"Fine I guess. Well sort of, we're kind of fighting at the moment, but we'll sort it out."

"About?"

"She just wants to get all serious and get married and I'm struggling with the concept." He sighs. I bite my tongue.

"Look, it's fine. Serious"

"That's good." Blake tells him, putting her hand on his.

"You know what. I think I'm going for a swim." Frank says getting up.

"What the fuck? It's like -10 out there!" Blake laughs. I just stare up at him as he takes off his shirt.

"You're being daft, mate." I say honestly.

"Know, I'm having fun. C'mon, I bet you'd never do it." He laughs. I shake my head laughing too,

"No, I wouldn't." Frank ignored Blake's and my pleas and too amusement ran into the cold sea in his boxers.

"Oh fuck me, this is cold." I could hear him scream above the wind. I started chuckling as I saw Frankie's pale body being submerged by a giant wave.

"Oh my god, he's such a prat." Blake giggled.

"Oi! Frankie, you alive?" I shouted loudly. I second later, a thumbs up appeared from the waves. That just set Blake and I off again in our frantic laughing. I wrapped an arm around her, she looked up to meet my eyes. I could feel the wind rushing against my skin. My whole body tingles with a sensation of joy. She smiled nervously, I leaned forward a few inches.

"I think..." I whispered.

"I think you're amazing." I said honestly. My voice quivering with embarrassment. Her eyes fluttered downwards for a second before she looked up again.

"I think you're amazing too." She said. I let my hand rub up and down her cold arms.

"God, what were you thinking wearing a short sleeved top on such a day?" I said, changing the subject. She shook her head.

"I was thinking whatever you were thinking when you decided to take us here." She smiled, looking up at the grey sky. Her eyes tracing the lines of the clouds. I looked to the sea, to see Frankie walking out, looking a rather endearing shade of blue. His arms were stretched out, willing for his clothes.

"Mine, mine, mine!" I he said as he greedily grabbed them of me, pulling on my shirt.

"I was just thinking maybe we should get some icecream." I told him.

"Would that include coffee?"

"Yes, if you wanted."

"Then let's go." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. When we got to a little cafe Blake and I ordered chocolate icecream whilst Frankie, still shivering from the cold held onto his coffee.

"Well that was a short trip to the beach." Blake giggled.

"Yes well we would have stayed longer if Frankie didn't insist on being clinically stupid." I laughed too.

"Well, I was TRYING to have fun; it wasn't my fault I failed dramatically at it."

"Well your endeavours to have fun have put an end to it."

"Hey, we can still have fun!" I tell Blake.

"How?" She asks, her eyes daring me.

"Well what do teenagers do when they're bored?" They stared at me questioningly "Prank phone calls" I pulled out my phone and shook it in front of them. A devilish grin appeared on Frankies face, he pulled the phone from me and started typing a number in.

"Who are we calling?" Blake said from over her icecream.

"Mikey."

"Just remember to make it private Frank" I told him. He rolled his eyes and rang the number, putting it on loud speaker. It ran for a couple of seconds before it picked up, Blake giggled nervously, I ended up having to put my hand over her mouth and I listened.

"Hello?" Mikey said chirpily.

"You have just won a booster pack of heroine! 1kg! For more information call this number '911' and say the code words 'I have a secret stash of heroine' and you will receive your prize!" Frank said down the phone.

"What the hell, that doesn't even make any sense!" Mikey shouted down the phone.

"Then why did you ring me?" Frankie asked.

"What?"

"Why on earth did you ring me then, god. I was in the middle of something and you totally interrupted me."

"You rang me!" Mikey shouted exasperated. At this point I took my hand from Balkes mouth and she started laughing, very, very loudly.

"…Frankie?" Mikey asked calmly down the phone.

"Who the hell is Frankie, it sounds like a teddyboy name to me." Frankie shouted down the phone.

"Oh my god, I've going to kill you Frankie! And don't think I don't know you two aren't in on it, I know you're there Gerard and Blake."

"Who Gerard? Ooh is Blake a special Lady friend of yours?" Frankie said belligerently down the phone.

Silence. Then I heard the dial tone go, before we all erupted in laughter.

" Okay, now we have to ring Ray and ask if he could ask if any one's seen Mike Hunt." Blake laughed. I didn't get what she meant until I said Mike Hunt out loud (try it.)

Blake wouldn't show me the hair dye she bought when we got home after dropping Frankie of.

"It's a surprise." She insisted.

"I hate surprises!" I moaned.

"Gerard, just take me upstairs!" She told me. I sighed and did as I was told.

For the next hour, I waited to see her hair. I could hear various things going on from upstairs, hairdryers, showers and various explicit words when Blake dropped dye down her top, but I didn't know what was happening yet. As I sat watching a programme on space probes I heard Blake call for me.

"Gerard! I need some help getting downstairs! We really need to get an electric seat lift, you know." She nagged. I just laughed. I ran up the stairs to find Blake sitting their, smiling up at me. Her hair was blonde, proper brassy golden hair. It suited her perfectly though, it went well with her creamy skin and deep red lips.

"You look beautiful." I told her. She blushed.

"I thought I'd go back to a more natural colour."

"I like the way you've done it too. It's not straight." I said dumbly.

"Lord, you're such a boy." She giggled "but thank you, I thought I'd try something different so I just blow dried it and let in ringlet-up."

"It really suits you, even more so than the orange." I laughed. I could see how happy she was with the change, like she was steeping into a new period in her life. I heard the phone ring from downstairs.

"I'll be a second." I told her before running downstairs and picking up the phone.

"Hello, Is this Blake Reed?"

"No, this is her flat mate, Gerard Way. Who is this?"

"I'm Dr Siang, I have some interesting developments to tell Blake about her paralysis."

"You can tell me, Blake's not here- I can give her a message though." I said eargerly.

"Well, due to the circumstance of her condition Blake has been considered for nerve reconstruction. This could allow her to walk again and in a lot less time than was expected."

"Oh wow."

"I know this is a lot to take in. Can you just tell her I called and ask her to call back? I'm very eager to get this underway."

"Yes of course, thank you." I hung up and looked up and Blake.

"What was it?" She asked.

"They can make you walk again." I beamed up at her.

This chapter was finished on the 14th May, 2011. Sorry it took so long.

xx