Gerard's hospital days.
Thats wierd he thought. Then the phone ranng.
"Mikey!!" It was Lindsey.
"Gerard's in the hospital!"
Mikey couldn't believe it.
No. Not Gee. No! he thought. He slammed down the phone, and called Ray.
"watch B for me. Gerard's in the hospital!"
click. The line died.
Mikey grabbed his car keys, and sped to the hospital.
Let him be ok. Let him be ok. Please Mikey's mind raced.
When he arrived he saw Lindsey, sitting by the emergency entrance.
"The fetus isn't compatible with him."
"Morning sickness doesn't last five months Mikes."
A nurse came 'round, "Are you here for Mr. Way?"
Mikey gasped as he saw his brother lying there. Gerard had oxygen tubes, and all that kind of stuff.
Gerard looked at them, and clamped a hand over his mouth, "I think I'm going freaking barf!!"
Lindsey grabbed the bucket. Gerard looked down at the white conatiner, and threw up.
Gerard convaulsed and heaved up more blood.
"Heh, its really bad when you cant remember why your this sick, huh?" Gerard raspily said,.
Mikey looked at him. Did he forget he was having a kid
tears welled up in Mikey's eyes. Gerard's days were numbered.