It was late at night and all I could think about was Frank. The empty spot beside me in bed seemed so cold and lonely. I had filled his side with stuffies but that still didn't make up for him being gone.

I just stared at the ceiling at two in the morning, sucking on my paci as I thought of some of our favorite memories together. I missed him so much, my heart actually hurt from how sad it was.

Frank opened his mouth and I copied him. He fed me my cereal and I giggled happily as I chewed.

"What are we doing today, daddy?" I asked.

"Well, after we unpack a little more then I was thinking we can go to the carnival," he said.

I nodded excitedly and he kissed my forehead. I looked at the unpacked boxes around me and sighed when I thought of all the work. Frank had moved into my apartment last week and I loved having him here but unpacking was so much work. A lot of it was just clothes and instrument stuff though.

"Can we go on the rides, daddy?" I asked. "And play all the fun games to win a stuffie?"

"Yes, we can," Frank agreed. "But remember, you only have a certain amount of money, make sure you don't waste all of it on games and rides if you wanna buy some ice cream or something."

I nodded my head and he fed me another spoonful of my breakfast.

"So, I was thinking of starting a new band," Frank said. "Pencey Prep ended a while ago and I've been itching to play with other people again."

"I think that's a good idea," I agreed.

"I need a name," he said.

"The Princess Band!" I cheered.

Frank smiled, kissing my cheek.

"As cute as that is, I think I might get hired for more kids birthday parties with a name like that," he said. "I was thinking maybe I Am A Graveyard."

I scrunched up my nose and shook my head.

"Doesn't sound like a band name," I said. "What about The Frankie Band."

"No, I don't think so," he denied. "You know, it doesn't have to have the word band in it."

"The Band Band," I suggested as I giggled.

Frank smiled, picking me up as he spun me around. I shrieked happily and he gave me a kiss. He sat on the couch with me perched on his knees.

"I'll have to think more about that," he said. "James and Rob said they'd join with me."

"I like them, they're nice," I mumbled.

I've met all of Frank's friends now. At first I was scared that they would make fun of me but frank told me it would be okay. I learned that most of them were so nice to me. James and Rob were especially nice, some of his old friends from Pencey Prep weren't so nice and Frank would yell at them. I used to feel really guilty because I thought I was the reason the band broke up but Frank reassured me that I wasn't. But then again, one time someone in the band told me I shouldn't wear skirts and frank heard it and screamed at him and the next day they broke up.

"Let's go after lunch," Frank said. "Right now I think we could both use a shower."

I nodded my head and followed him into the bathroom. Frank turned on the shower and I looked at myself in the mirror with a small frown.

"I wanna dye my hair," I stated.

"Yeah, what color?" Frank asked as we got undressed.

"Maybe blue or pink," I said.

Frank wrapped his arms around my middle, looking at me in the mirror.

"I think any color you choose would look absolutely beautiful," he said.

I smiled and blushed.

"What about red?" Frank suggested.

I cocked my head to the side as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Maybe," I said. "Red could be good too."

Frank sighed and kissed my cheek, pushing my panties off.

"Come on, the hot water doesn't last long," he said.

I smiled as I got in with him. My apartment was a bit of a fixer upper. The hot water only lasts for about twenty minutes. It was tiny here and I'm not sure how frank was gonna fit. My art stuff filled the living room and his music things had to go in there too now.

"I love you, babydoll," he said.

I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck as the warm water rained over us.

My daydreaming was interrupted when I heard something outside. I whimpered in fear, hugging my stuffie to my chest. It was a little purple bear named Beans that I had won that day at the carnival.

"Mikey?" I whispered.

I didn't hear anything and I got up. My feet padded across the carpet as I opened the door. Mikey was laying on his makeshift bed on the couch, sitting on his phone.

"Mikey?" I squeaked.

Mikey looked up, the light from his phone glowing on his face.

"Gee, what's wrong?" He asked.

He sat up, reaching over to turn on the little lamp beside the couch.

"I-I heard something outside," I said, my lip quivering. "What if it's the bunny men?"

Mikey sighed as he stood up.

"I'll go check it out," Mikey said. "It's probably just some animal."

"A bunny?" I whimpered.

He grabbed his shoes and walked outside while I sat in his vacated spot. His phone buzzed beside me and I looked at it curiously. It was a text from Pete. Why would Mikey be texting Pete in the middle of the night? Maybe Pete had a breakthrough.

I opened his phone and looked at the texts. Not a single thing in here was about my daddy or the bunny men. They were talking like friends, some of the things they said even sounded like more than friends. Mikey wasn't supposed to be friends with Pete, he's distracting him from finding Frankie. I don't think this was very appropriate.

"There's nothing out there, Gee," Mikey said.

"B-but I heard something," I said.

"You're probably just really tired and freaked out, it must've just been your imagination," he said.

I whimpered quietly and looked down as I nodded.

"B-but what if it wasn't my imagination?" I asked. "What if the bunny men take me too? Mikey, they're gonna take me and hurt me and they'll hurt the baby too!"

I sobbed and he wrapped his arms around me.

"They aren't going to lay a finger on you," he reassured. "You're here and you're safe, that's all that matters."

"What if the baby is born and they take the baby?" I whimpered.

"Gee, that's a whole eight months away," he stated. "Frank's gonna be back by then and those people will be in jail. You and Frank and your baby will be safe. You'll be able to be a real family."

I smiled softly and nodded.

"Come on, you need to rest," he said.

"I can't sleep," I said. "Can we just talk?"

His phone buzzed and he moved it before I could see it.

"Alright, let's have baby talk then," he said. "What else to talk about at one in the morning other than your brother's baby?"

"Can we buy cute maternity clothes?" I asked.

"Yeah, once you're big enough we can go buy you cute clothes," Mikey said. "So, have you thought of baby names yet?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"My baby's gonna have that name for the rest of their life," I said. "What if I give them a name that they hated and they ended up hating me for it."

"I think you're exaggerating," he said.

"O-or what if Frank isn't back by the time the baby is born and he comes back and he doesn't like the name I gave the baby," I worried.

"Let's make a list," he said, grabbing a notebook and pen that was on the coffee table. "What are some names you like?"

"Um, I like Sophia," I said. "And I like Abigail and Andrew and Taylor and Ethan and Eli. But I mean, those are just cute names. I kinda want something that has meaning because this baby's just so damn special."

"April," he said. "April is a cute girl's name and she would've been conceived in April."

"Yeah, that's cute," I said.

"Or maybe Holden because he likes that one book and even had a band named after it," he said.

"Yeah, I could do that," I said.

"Name her after mom or Frank's mom?" He suggested. "If it's a boy name it after dad."

"I don't want my baby name Donald," I said. "Donna sounds old too. Linda is nice. Or maybe we can just do it to something similar like Lydia? Lydia is cute and it sounds like Linda."

Mikey smiled and nodded, adding that to the list.

"Or...or maybe Anthony, because it's Frank's middle name," I said.

"I like that," he said. "It's cute."

I nodded, looking at the list. I yawned softly, resting my head on his shoulder. Mikey picked me up and carried me back into my bedroom.

"You know, I'm not gonna be able to do this for much longer," he said. "You better take advantage of it while you can."

I giggled quietly and he set me down. Mikey tucked me into the bed and sat beside me.

"Everything's gonna be okay, right?" I asked nervously.

"Of course it is, Gee," he reassured. "Pete's great and he's going to help get Frank back."

I bit my lip at the sound of Pete's name.

"How do you know he's great?" I asked.

"Because he's been a police officer for a while," he said. "He one time helped find a kidnapped girl.

"But she was kidnapped for two days by some stupid man," I said. "Frank's been gone for three weeks by a bunch of really scary people who are all really smart."

"I trust Pete," Mikey stayed.

"I don't," I mumbled. "He hasn't found Frank yet."

"He will," Mikey reassures. "Now come on, get some rest."

I sighed quietly as he handed me my paci and stuffie before leaving. I rolled over, falling asleep quickly with more thoughts of frank.