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My Way home is through you...Nanana...P(President/Party Poison) J(John/Jet Star) F(F./Fun Ghoul) K(Kennedy/Kobra Kid) and another interesting fact... Danger Days was released on the date that Kennedy was assasinated 47 years ago, November 22...is it just irony? or is there more to it?

I opened my eyes, I had been unconscious, hoping this was all just a nightmare.
I opened my eyes, Mikey was laying at my side, Gerard on the other. Frank and Ray had just opened their eyes.
Many were panicking. "Jess! Are you okay?" Frank panicked. I was trying to think. "I think so." I was trying to regain reality. "Are you guys okay?" I was scared that something BAD happened to Mikey and Gerard. "Yeah." Frank said. "Think so." Ray said. The lights were dim on half the plane, just lit enough so I could see what was going on around me. Gerard opened his eyes, I looked over to Mikey who was opening his eyes as well.
I put my hand to my forehead, with relief, though I felt blood from a cut. I had a bunch of scrapes, and cuts, I could almost guarantee that everyone did. I felt a cut on my lip as well.
I tried to stand up but..."OW!" I said, as I tried, my leg felt like it had been stabbed. I sat back down.

*A Special Thanks to radioactive_sunshine for this one! Thank You! Hope you like!*

Frank turned around. He, Gerard, and Ray were in the seats in front of us.
I had accidentally kicked his chair.
"Sorry." I whispered..most of the people on the plane were sleeping.
"It's fine." He smiled. "Can't sleep?" I asked him. "Nope." he said.
"Wanna play a game?" I asked. "What game?" He asked. I pulled a notebook from my carry-on bag..."The dot game?" I asked. "I am bored." I said. "Why not." He said. "Mikey wanna play?" Frank asked. "Sure." He said.
We each took a few turns, and on my fifth turn the captain's voice came in through the stero: "We are experiencing some minor chaos with the weather and the engine, so if everybody would stay calm. Please."
A few stewardess' came around, you could tell they knew something.

We got back on the bus at about 5:30 to head to the venue. We got there just before the doors opened. The stage guys quickly set up.
We were backstage, Gerard and I quickly ran through some of the songs. "Five Minutes!" Called one of the stage crew. The camera started to roll, and the show began...

We took an intermission after Interlude. The cameras stopped rolling then.

We started up again fifteen minutes later with Cancer...
We finished up the concert.

I was really tired after the concert, but had to stay awake, we were boarding a plane in two hours. We headed to the airport, and were there an hour and a half early.
I fell asleep in one of the chairs, leaning against Mikey. "Jess." Mikey said, trying to wake me up. "Jess, time to board the plane." He said.

I got up, and we walked toward the terminal. We sat down and buckled, Mikey was holding my hand. I tried to fall asleep again, I laid my head on his shoulder, still holding his hand, he leaned his head on mine.

It got late, rather quickly. I went to take a shower. I grabbed my pajamas and took them into the bathroom with me.
After my shower I went to lay down. Mikey, Gerard, and Ray left.
I heard the shower run as I tried falling asleep. I fell asleep rather quickly too.
*The following day*
I woke up about the same time as usual...one.
The concert started at seven. The song list was:
The End
Dead
This Is How I Disappear
The Sharpest Lives
Welcome To The Black Parade
I Dont Love You
House Of Wolves
Interlude
Cancer
Mama
Sleep
Teenagers
Famous Last Words
Those were being recorded after the recording we were going to do a few more songs.
As I sat up, Frank and Ray walked in carrying McDonald's bags.
"Big Breakfast?" Frank asked
"Yeah" I jumped out of bed, I had my full appetite back.
"I''m gonna go see if Mikey and Gerard are awake yet." Ray said.
He walked out. Frank stood at the table as I ate.
"So?" He started. "Yes?" I asked taking a bite from a pancake.

I smiled as he said that.
"Now that I told you that. What was your first thought when we first met?" He asked. "Well, my first thoughts were..." I paused. "Okay, first I thought you were funny and nice...then we talked for a little bit, you were kind of quiet, but opened up quickly. You were really sweet and kind." I blushed.
"Really?" He asked. "Yeah." I paused, "I mean, Gerard used to talk about you a lot and stuff, when he came over and hung out with Frank...I hung out with them too. So Gerard would bring you up a few times." I said. He smiled. "He told me about you too...and I heard some stories about Kassidy being a b**c* to you and Frank too.
We went to sit on a couch when we reached the lobby. I looked up, and should have guess she'd be lurking around here somewhere. "Um, Mikey," I began, he looked to where my eyes just were. "Let's go." We went to the elevator.

"You okay?" Mikey asked as I jumped at the scream.
"Yeah." I started. "The scream just startled me." I said. My stomach still hurt.
I got up. Sitting around doing nothing wasn't going to help.
"I'm gonna go for a walk." I said.
I left the room, and a few seconds later Mikey was at my side.
"Hey." I said. "Are you okay?" Mikey asked."Yeah. I'm feeling better." I knew that wasn't what he meant but...
"No, I mean are you okay about the Kassidy situation?" He asked. I was silent. "Listen, I'm still upset about it." He paused, "And I know I shouldn't have brought it up. But..." He paused again, "I think it's the only way we can get through it." He stopped me, grabbed both of my hands, and looked at me. The pit in my stomach wasn't helping the ache at all.
"Mikey, can we not..."I began."Yeah." He said. Mikey leaned in to kiss me, but I turned my head. "What's wrong?" He asked. "I'm sick." I said. "I don't want you sick."

When I woke up, I felt a little better, I got up to go see if the guys were back yet. Sure enough they were.
"Hey. How are you feeling?" Mikey asked as he stood up and came to give me a hug. "A little better." I said. "Good." He smiled. Frank and Ray were still sitting at the table eating McDonalds. Frank held a thing of fries out for me. I decided to try to eat them. I sat at the table. It actually, to my surprise helped.
My stomach was still upset though.
Gerard came in a few hours later.
I was leaning against Mikey as we sat there watching a movie. We were watching 'My Bloody Valentine'.
Gerard sat at the table, "Feeling better?" Ray asked. "Eh, enough, where I feel like I can eat something." He said. "Still feel like crap." He said as he sat down.
I fell asleep leaning on Mikey.
I had a great dream...well was...
It was another memory...

*This one is probably the shortest yet..Im sorry.*

I was laying in one of the beds. Gerard walked out of the bathroom. No one was in the room at the moment. "How are you feeling?" I asked. "Like crap." He said. "What about you?" He asked, as he sat on the other bed. "Same." I said. I was laying on my back, under the blanket, picking at my nails.I looked over at him. He was laying down. Frank walked in. "We just got off the phone with the venue, the show is cancelled." He said. " 'Kay." I said, feeling sick to my stomach. "Get some rest." Frank told both of us. I rolled onto my side, to try to fall asleep, but just as I was half asleep, I heard Gerard puking in the bathroom again. What sucked was this was supposed to be the last week of 'The Black Parade Tour'.
Gerard returned to his bed. He sighed. I sat up to take a sip of water from the cup Mikey brought me.
I laid back down, and soon fell asleep.

Frank had been carrying my acoustic. I decided to lay down on the bed furthest from the door. I turned so I was facing the wall. I fell asleep thinking about the fight earlier.
I woke up bout same time as yesterday...one-ish.
I walked out of the room to the other room to see if the guys were over there. As I walked out of the room, I saw the couple from last night. They were whispering as they saw me walk out of the room. They had the magazine with them and another girl. They looked about Franks age. She glared at me. "Can I help you?" I asked. "No." The blonde paused. "Well, yes, actually." She corrected. "You are Jesse Iero? Correct?" She asked. "Uh, yeah." I said. "What's it to you?"