Frank settled into a more comfortable position on the only chair in Mikey's room, leaving Gerard and his brother to occupy the bed, trying to hide his wide grin from the two as they chattered away, catching up on all of the things they had missed while they had been separated.

Mikey had pulled himself from Gerard's hug to give Frank one of his own earlier, but after greeting him, he had quickly returned his attention to Gerard, and Frank was more than content to observe this reunion from the sidelines, so he let them talk, their words flowing over him as the corners of his mouth stretched upward without his consent.

Frank tried to keep up with their conversation, but they bounced from one topic to the next with no warning, some connection they shared allowing the brothers to keep pace with each other easily, but Frank didn't possess the necessary gene needed to follow their rapidly expunged sentences, so he quickly found himself very confused, even though he had been there for most of what Gerard was speaking about.

Frank settled for watching instead, keeping himself entertained by examining the way both of the men used elaborate hand gestures to punctuate their stories, sometimes ending their point with knowing looks that Frank assumed must be another layer to the brotherly language they had created.

Frank had almost forgotten what it was like to see the two of them interact, but now he found himself recalling the days when they had lived together in that small lodge in the mountains, and even though Mikey had been sick for a large majority of their stay there, those had still been some of the happiest moments of Frank's combined lives.

The siblings avoided the darker topics that inundated the air around them, choosing to highlight the happiness they had both experienced instead. Gerard told Mikey about how much better his second time being a human was, crediting Frank for most of that, which of course caused Frank to blush profusely when Mikey's gaze turned to him for a brief moment, a thankful look gracing his thin face before he looked away once more.

Frank had always wondered what Gerard had been like during his first life; they had never spoken of it much before, but Frank knew that Gerard had ended up killing himself, so he could only assume he had suffered through a miserable existence, and as curious as Frank was now that his brain had stumbled onto the topic, he wouldn't pry, because if Gerard didn't want to speak of it, then Frank was fine with not knowing, it didn't matter now anyway, and he would hate to cause Gerard any needless pain by bringing it up.

Mikey was less keen to talk about his time away from Gerard, even though Gerard refused to let him get away with short answers, finally making Mikey explain in great detail how he got transformed into an angel and what it had felt like, even getting Mikey to spill a bit about his on again, off again relationship with Ray, although Mikey looked hilariously uncomfortable discussing his love life with his older brother.

Eventually, they were interrupted by a soft knocking on the door, and when Frank pulled it open, he found Brendon and Billie Joe standing behind it, both of them pulling Frank into a quick embrace before entering the rapidly crowding room.

"I thought we would find you here," Brendon smirked knowingly, sending Gerard and Mikey a kind look before continuing, "Billie started freaking out when you weren't in your room, he thought you had run away or something else ridiculous like that."

"I was not 'freaking out'," Billie huffed in an affronted manner, "I was simply worried, that was all. God informed me that they would be in their quarters, and when they weren't, I could only assume that something bad had happened."

"Well Mr. Smarty pants, you should have figured out that Mikey would run to Gerard as soon as you took your eyes off of him, you have been the one keeping him contained this whole time," Brendon fired back, causing Mikey to blush a startling shade of red while mumbling something about 'being just fine without a babysitter thank you very much'.

"Actually, I came here looking for him once I remembered I had a brother," Gerard chuckled ruefully, his hand landing on Mikey's shoulder as he spoke, "was I not supposed to?"

"No, it is fine," Billie Joe insisted after shooting Brendon an irritated glare, inciting Frank to wonder how long they had been arguing about this, and what exactly Brendon had said to piss Billie off so much. "We just didn't want to overwhelm you with everything all at once, so I advised Mikey to stay away from you until you had regained your memories, but now you have them back, so there is no problem."

"Well as lovely as it is to see you two again, I assume you are here to fix my wing?" Frank spoke up, silently debating on if he should release his appendages now, or maybe wait until he was in a space where he didn't risk knocking someone out if he moved too quickly.

"Yes I am." Billie nodded sharply, ignoring Gerard's sudden rush of questions about how he could heal something that had been broken over fifteen years ago, as well as if he could watch, the older man only quieting down when Frank shushed him softly.

"Okay, give me a second." Frank maneuvered himself so he was facing the wall before unleashing his pinions, giving Billie Joe easy access to the damaged bone without having to push past too many people.

"Hold still," Billie murmured, his hands coming up to grasp at the base of Frank's wing, but instead of the burn of Holy Fire that Frank had been expecting to feel, Billie suddenly twisted his digits, snapping the already damaged marrow until it hung limply by his side.

"Motherfucker - can't you give a guy some warning?" Frank cursed loudly, his eyes tearing up as a hot rush of pain shot down his spine, the feeling intensifying every time his broken pinion twitched reflexively. Frank heard Gerard protesting angrily behind him, but Mikey managed to calm him down, assuring Gerard that Frank would be fine in a few minutes if they let Billie Joe be.

"It wouldn't have made it hurt any less," Billie shrugged while maneuvering the wing back into its proper position, motioning to Brendon to hold it in place for him so he could finish the job.

"I guess I deserved that for pointing a gun at you the other night," Frank groaned weakly, his limbs shaking as he felt a familiar heat coming from Billie's palms which were now pressed against his shoulder. "Sorry about that by the way."

"Wait - when did this happen?" Gerard exclaimed sharply.

"Oh yeah...I forgot to mention that when I got my memories back, Brendon and Billie had the bright idea of breaking into our house, and I had to protect you." Frank attempted to wink in Gerard's direction, but it came out as more of a grimace instead.

"My hero," Gerard giggled softly.

"Hey - how were we supposed to go about getting you alone?" Brendon spoke up suddenly. "I mean, it worked out okay in the end right?"

"Oh yeah - sneaking into my place in the middle of the night was a brilliant plan, I could have shot you, so just be luckily I didn't go all trigger happy on your asses."

"It was perfectly understandable reaction, you had no idea who we were, so you assumed it was an intruder," Billie raised the volume of his voice so he could be heard over Frank's loud hiss of pain as he began to knit the muscle and bones back the way they were intended to be.

"God damn it Billie, just say you forgive me and hurry the fuck up already," Frank whined, his limbs shaking as he tried to pretend that the pain he was experiencing wasn't affecting him nearly as much as it truly was, even though Frank knew he wasn't fooling anyone.

"Of course I forgive you, you are my friend," Billie answered instantly, causing Frank to smile through his tears at the fact that Billie still considered him a friend after all this time, because he knew that Billie didn't have many of those, or he didn't at least, and Frank was honored to be counted among them. "Okay - all done," Billie announced after a few more moments had passed, stepping away from Frank so he could flex his newly healed wing gratefully as soon as the last stinging aftereffects of the Holy Fire had faded.

"How does it look?" Frank questioned warily, because as far as he could tell, Mikey's room didn't contain a mirror, and even though everything felt pretty good from his end, he needed visual confirmation to be sure.

"Absolutely perfect," Gerard exhaled proudly before standing up from the mattress and pulling Frank into a tight hold. "Are you okay?" Gerard murmured against the top of Frank's head, his eyes glancing over to Billie suspiciously in a way that had Frank chuckling deep in his chest.

"I'm fine love, the bones had to be broken if I wanted them to heal correctly, I just wasn't expecting it," Frank reassured his husband, not mentioning the fact that he had assumed that Billie's skill in healing had surpassed such simplistic measures, but he had restored his wing, which was something no one else had been able to do before Frank had left Heaven to be with Gerard.

"Okay..." Gerard sighed, his arms tightening around Frank for one more moment before he released him.

"Thank you for this Billie." Frank turned toward the dark haired angel who had stolen Gerard's spot on the bed in his absence, exhaustion causing his shoulders to slump downward slightly as he shot Frank a weak smile.

"You are welcome, it was good practice too. My powers have improved quite a bit since the last time we talked, but healing still isn't my best area, and it always leaves me feeling awful afterward, but I'm getting better at it."

"Well you did an incredible job," Frank insisted, his weakened muscles inspiring him to slip down onto the floor so he could rest for a bit, Gerard joining him instantly since Brendon had stolen Frank's chair as well.

"So..." Gerard spoke up, a hesitant edge prevalent in his tone as his eyes darted toward each individual in the room nervously before he continued, "since Mikey got turned into an angel, do you think it is at all possible that I can be as well? I've always wanted to be one, and I know it might sound like I'm being ungrateful, but I just wanted to ask. I probably should have brought this up in front of God, but I was a bit intimidated," Gerard spat out all at once, his gaze finally landing on Frank after he had expelled the question that Frank now knew he had been holding inside his head for quite some time.

"Well...it is doable," Brendon answered slowly, but Gerard seemed to miss the reluctance in his tone if the way his eyes lit up meant anything, "but for the events of the prophecy to be fulfilled, we need you as you are. It specifically states that an angel and a demon in love must be involved, and you and Frank are the only two who fit the bill, so until this is all over, you are stuck with those black wings and claws."

"Oh, well that's fine," Gerard sighed softly, his lips twitching upward when Frank placed a comforting hand on his spine to soothe him, "but it might be feasible later on right?"

"Oh yes," Billie Joe nodded eagerly, "in fact, I am pretty sure you won't even have to ask. God would love to have you officially on our side, plus most of us already see you as an angel anyway."

"Really?" Gerard practically beamed, his earlier disappointment sloughing off of him like a second skin under the strength of Billie's compliment.

"Of course, you are family Gerard, and your race doesn't change that," Brendon smiled as Mikey grinned encouragingly from behind him.

"Okay, enough about me," Gerard giggled sheepishly, his cheeks heating up at all of the attention that was being placed on him. "So now what? Do we go fight the Leviathan and hope for the best?"

"Actually no, although I wish it was that easy. The Leviathan is an incredibly powerful monster, and even the combined might of Heaven and Hell won't be able to kill it unaided," Brendon explained, cutting Billie Joe off who had also opened his mouth to answer. "The only way to wound it is with the sword of Michael, so our first step will be to retrieve that from its hiding place." Frank hummed softly in assent, now recalling how Brendon had explained this to him when he had first regained his memories, but the occurrence had been buried underneath the sudden rush to arrive in Heaven and be transformed back to his original state, only Brendon's utterance reminding him of this vital step that they would have to complete if they had any chance of success.

"Where is it?" Frank cut in with his own question, because as far as he knew, Michael's infamous sword had been lost for ages, but apparently that was no longer the case, and he didn't think that Brendon had shared that information with him the last time they had spoken about this.

"It is hidden somewhere atop Cloudripper Mountain, but I am still unsure about its exact location, only you and Gerard can find it. Michael didn't want anyone to stumble across that powerful of a weapon unless the world truly needed it, and apparently he was aware of the seventh prophecy as well, so he filled the area with traps that are only passable by an angel and demon working together."

"Well that sounds like a pain in the ass," Frank grumbled jokingly, clutching his side in a fake show of pain when Gerard elbowed him in retaliation for his statement.

"Oh come on Frank, it's like a treasure hunt," Gerard argued, causing Frank to roll his eyes lovingly at his adventure seeking husband.

"Mhmm, whatever you say baby," Frank chuckled, trying to block out Brendon's giggles at their display of affection. "So when do we leave?"

"We still have a bit of time," Billie Joe cut in before Brendon could speak, leaving Frank giggling quietly at their odd rivalry that he hadn't been aware existed until today. "You both need to get reacquainted with your wings, and I am still trying to see if I can discover what pitfalls Michael put in place before we walk blindly into this, but we should probably head out by the end of the week at the latest."

"Ooh - can we go flying now?" Gerard asked eagerly, his gaze falling on Frank as he transformed his face into a pleading expression that Frank could never say no to.

"I can take you if you want," Mikey offered quickly when neither Brendon or Billie responded right away.

"I have to get back to Ryan, but I'll ask if he wants to come out with you guys in a bit," Brendon spoke up, vacating his seat so he could head to his room in search of his boyfriend.

"Well I am going to return to my books, I will be in the library if anyone needs me," Billie declined the offer to stretch his wings, but Gerard was already halfway out of the door by this point, ignoring Mikey's calls for him to wait for a moment so he could show him the way outside.

"Frank," Billie spoke up, pausing Frank as he prepared to dash after his overexcited husband.

"Hmm?"

"I just wanted to say, I have never seen you this happy, and I am really glad you got Gerard back."

Frank swallowed heavily, the urge to beg Billie Joe to tell him if he could see if either he or Gerard were going to die in the near future rising up suddenly, but with it came a nearly overwhelming wave of fear, and Frank realized that he didn't want to know the future, because he had learned from experience that it wasn't something that could be changed, and Frank would much rather spend whatever time he had left with Gerard completely oblivious to the potentially impending ending of their story.

"Thanks Billie, I am too," Frank smiled broadly, throwing away his query in favor of pulling Billie into a quick hug which he returned stiffly before trying to follow the sounds of Gerard's and Mikey's voices.

Billie's words rang loudly in his head as he went, because his friend was right, he was happy, and even though he probably shouldn't be with the possible end of the world looming before them, Frank chose not to dwell on that right now, he would much rather enjoy taking to the air with the love of his life instead.

I don't know where all of this inspiration is coming from, but I'm not fighting it, so here is another chapter for you lovely people.

I really have nothing to say this time, besides I hope you are enjoying this random string of updates, and if you are, leaving a vote or a comment is always nice ^_^

P.S. please ignore the crappy editing in this, I'm really tired, but I will fix it tomorrow once I have a chance to read this over again.

Chapter dedicated to Petekeytacos

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