Rating: 15+ for strong language, violence, possible sexual content and possible drug abuse. Disclaimer: I do not know or own any of MCR and this story is completely fictional. Summary: Gerard and Frank have always wanted to start a family and now they have a chance to, but after fate strikes one final disaster on the pair, will their dreams still come true? Chapter Index Chapter 1 - Page 1 Chapter 2 - Page 2 Chapter 3 - Page 3 Chapters 4 & 5 - Page 5 Chapter 6 - Page 6 Chapters 7 & 8 - Page 7 Chapter 9 - Page 9 Chapter 10 - Page 10 Chapters 11 & 12 - Page 11 Chapter 13 - Page 12 Chapter 14 - Page 13 Chapter 1 - I've Been Waiting For A Miracle It had been a year since that fateful day and my heart was still crying for mercy. Sure, I had managed to get a grip of myself and move on in life, but deep inside I still yerned for him. My soul screamed for that one person who had made my life worth living. My mother and Talitha had both tried to convince me that no-one was to blame, but in my heart I knew it was all my fault. I tried to live every day to the normal schedule. Get up, get changed, have breakfast and go job hunting. But today, I wasn't going to look for a job. I had something else that needed to be done. First of all I did have breakfast, and my Mom came into the kitchen, a little too brightly and cheerily for my liking, and dumped the post on the table. There was a letter addressed to me. I quickly opened the envelope, and my eyes widened. After all this time, I had recieved a visiting order from Mikey. I began to shake my head and mutter to myself, Talitha came over and placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Gee, honey, are you okay?" she asked. I nodded, before tearing the letter in half and dropping it in the trashcan. I checked my watch. 08:43am. Perfect timing. I grabbed my coat off of the hanger in the hallway and wandered down the road to the bus station. I waited a long ten minutes for bus number 277, then hopped on, payed for the journey and sat isolated in a seat right at the back of the bus. I thought about what I'd say for most of the time I was on the bus, but then I was snapped back into reality by the bus pulling up at my stop. I got off and slowly wandered towards the large double doors, and stumbled up to the desk. "Hi, I'm looking for Frank Iero..." I told the woman behind the counter. She nodded, and gestured towards a room without saying a word. f**king ignorant witch! I hesitantly walked into the room, and there he was, my baby, laying unconcious and pale on the bed with several tubes and wires trailing out of his lifeless body. I sat beside him, and gently took his hand. "Frankie...baby, it's Gee. I'm so sorry for everything that's happened...I never meant for it to turn out this way. I love you so much...I never wanted to hurt you..." I whispered. I stared at the bruise on his neck, and burst into tears. What if he didn't wake up? All our hopes and dreams would be shattered. Then something amazing happened, like a miracle... "Gerard...I'm pregnant..."