A/N holy shit. how the fuck is this book 36th in peterick which has over 4.1K story. Thank you guys so much I was screaming when I checked the stats this morning. 

Also, It's not a filler like the last one but yea still really excited for this one

Love you guys

Frank's POV

Gerard was living hell. He got his heat last night and had the strength to say one thing to me.

"Get the fuck out and go sleep on the couch."

So here I am. Waking up on the couch, with Pete and Ryan laughing over me. I check my watch and it reads 11:06. It's a miracle that the guys have kept the kids from jumping on me and screaming my name. I guess they couldn't keep all the kids away.

"Welcome to the land of the living, sleeping beauty," Ryan laughed.

"Yea, we found you out here at four. How long have you been down here?" Pete asks, clearly only so he can make fun of me. I will definitely get him back when Patrick has his heat. 

"Probably since," I think for a second, "12:30 maybe," The truth is, I'm not exactly sure when I got kicked out of my bedroom. It was sometime yesterday or earlier today.

"How's he doing?" Pete asks, he looks sympathetic now. He knows his turn is coming up soon.

"Besides waking up to him screaming upstairs, I haven't checked on him," I should probably do that. I kick the blanket off and stretch, making little dinosaur noises that Gerard thinks are cute. I first go into the kitchen which is swarming with little bodies.

"YAY! Uncle Frank is awake!" Rowan yells. I run over to her and put a finger up to her mouth.

"Shh, Uncle Frank's head hurts," They all then quietly come over to hug me. I smile and hug them all back. "ok I'm going to get some cereal then go check up on Uncle Gee," I walk over to the cabinet that holds the bowls.

"Uncle Gee has been yelling for you," Declan says very matter factly. He's always been a smart kid and his glasses just make him look even more intelligent. I grab the cornflakes from the pantry and the milk from the fridge. I pour the cereal into the bowl, then drown it in milk. I pull open the drawer that is home to silverware and pull out a spoon. 

"Really?"

"Yep, I'm surprised it didn't wake you up," Ruby laughed, she looks just like Joe but with Andy's red hair. I didn't even sit down, I just shovel the cereal into my mouth. 

"It woke me up earlier, but not this morning," I walk over to the sink and put my bowl and spoon in. "I'm going to check on him, okay? Stay down here," I run out of the kitchen before I get a response. I turn the corner and run up the stairs, trying to skip one as I run but it doesn't work very well, and I trip over a stair. 

"Damn," I whisper to myself. I can feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. I pull it out to see Jamia's name on it.

"Hey Jam, what's up?" And then the screeching begins.

"Where are you? You were supposed to be here two hours ago!" I hit my forehead with my hand.

"I'm sorry Jamia I totally forgot. I didn't wake up until just like twenty minutes ago," I keep walking up the stairs, taking it one step at a time.

"You planned to come over while Gerard was in heat so you wouldn't make it harder for him," Jamia sighed on the other side.

"Oh yea, well I'm going to check on him now and then I'll get dressed and come over."

"No! You can't check up on him! Are you insane? He won't last two seconds if he smells you, or any Alpha at that. Send Patrick or Brendon," She's really frustrated now.

"But I need to get dresse-" She cuts me off.

"Just get over here,"

"Yes mom," I say with a sigh. Jamia and I have known each other for, well forever. Our parents were friends in college. So we grew up with each other. I'm closer to her than I am to Pete. I hang up and start walking down the stairs. 

"HEY, PETE?" I call out in the mansion, not knowing where he is.

"WHAT?" He yells back from an unknown location.

"CAN I BORROW A SWEATSHIR- AHH!" Pete stuck up behind me and scared the living shit out of me.

"For?" He asks looking at my bare chest. I only have underwear, sweatpants, and some fuzzy socks on.

"I'm going to Jamia and Lindsey's house and Jam told me not to go near Gerard. Also, you cannot go anywhere near him, or Ryan. Jam said he won't last two seconds near an Alpha," I look at him and he knows I'm serious.

"Nope, sorry I don't feel like giving my sweatshirts away today," He smiles then turns on his heels to leave. 

"Dick," I whisper. I go over to the garage door and take the keys to my car off the rack of keys. I press the autostart button and I hear the engine start from across the garage. I open the door and get in. I push my foot to the pedal and speed off down the driveway. 

About ten minutes later I pull into Lindsey and Jamia's driveway. I get out of the car and walk up to the door.

"Honey I'm home!" I yell as I walk in. They both laugh and get up to hug me.

"Hey, how are you doing?" Lindsey asks.

"I'm doing fine. It was probably a good idea to get out of the house though," I frown

"It'll be okay Frank. We'll have a lot of fun today," Jamia smiled.

"So, where is he?" I ask looking around.

"He's sleeping and if you wake him up I will kill you," Jamia glares at me.

"You sound like Mikey, he said the same exact thing to me yesterday," I chuckle while remembering throwing flour in their faces.

"Yeah maybe, but Mikey has four year old, I have a newborn," Jaima sighs. She looks exhausted. They both do. I remember when Patrick and Pete brought Declan home the first time. He was the first kid added to the pack.

~flashback~

"Gee, are you almost done hanging those streamers?" I ask after I finish blowing up a balloon.

"Yea. Hey, Andy? Can you hand me another thumbtack?" 

Andy took his hand off of Joe's seven months pregnant stomach. "Yea sure," He grabbed one from the little plastic container handing it to Gerard.

"Thanks," Andy hummed in response, going back to sit down next to Joe.

"Seriously where's Brendon?" I've been looking for him for the past ten minutes. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I see one message from Pete.

Pete: Patrick got discharged early should be home in a half hour

Frank: Oh god were not even close to done and I have no idea where Brendon is

Pete: LOL he'll think its special and like it if it's done or not

Frank: yea you're right see ya in a bit idiot

Pete: see ya dork

"OKAY! LISTEN UP FUCKERS," I start.

"Hey, watch the language, Frank," Gerard glares at me, we've all been trying to stop swearing since there will be kids in the house now. Pete, Brendon, and I seem to have a hard time with it though.

"Sorry babe, but seriously. Pete paged me and said that they're going to be home in about a half-hour so get off your asses and work. Joe, you have a pass," I glare at everyone else and they get up to do something productive.

"WE'RE HOME AND COME BARING CHILD!" Pete screams through the house.

"What- I-," I keep stuttering. "I thought you were going to be home in a half-hour?" I could kill someone. We have worked really hard to decorate the mansion for Patrick and Declan.

"Nah, I just wanted to see the look on your faces," Pete laughs. Patrick is hanging onto his arm like it's life support. Pete is holding the baby carrier, which definitely has a baby in it.

"AWWWEEEE!" Gerard jumps off the ladder and runs over to Patrick, Pete, and Declan. "Can I hold him? Pleeeaasseee?" Pete and Patrick both smile.

"Yea, let me get him out," Patrick says as Pete puts the carrier on the floor. "this was all really sweet you guys," He gestures to the decorations and the banner that says 'WELCOME HOME PATRICK AND DECLAN!' in big blue letters.

"Yea, thanks," I mutter and glare at Pete. He laughs and side hugs me, I hug him back. I can't stay mad at my best friend for long.

The rest of the day was spent passing Declan around and just having fun.

~end of flashback~

"So what do you guys want to do?" Lindsey asks.

"We could put on some tunes?" I suggest while flopping down on their couch.

"Sure. Oh Frank there's this song if you could call it that, that James loves," She pulls her phone out and starts scrolling through it, probably looking for the song. She smiled and clicked on something.

"Is this the- Home Depot beat-?" I ask very confusedly. They're both laughing their asses off, while the beat that everyone has heard plays.

"Yep," Lindsey manages to say through giggles. I get up and start to dance weirdly to it. We ended up starting a cult. We were marching are an armchair to the beat, and when it was over Jamia put on the Mario theme song. That had me and Lindsey laughing till it hurt. We decided to play some games. We started off with Just Dance, in which I crushed them. They said it wasn't fair because we played so much on the Tour Bus. Then we played Mario Cart, dancing to the song first, then Super Smash Bros. I lost horribly at that one.

~flashback~

Summer of 1997

"C'mon, Gerard that's not fair! It's your game, you can play it all the time, no shit you're better at it than me!" I whined after I lost at tanks for the seventh time in a row.

"Sorry, I guess I just have true skill!" He laughed.

"BOYS! Pizza's here!" Gerard's mom yelled from downstairs.

"Thanks, Mom!" Gerard yelled back. I grabbed his controller and tackled him to the floor while he was distracted. He laughed and tried to pin me down. We rolled around on the floor, each of us trying to win.

Gerard started tickling me.

"Oh no! My fatal weakness," I said in between laughs. I hated being tickled.

"HA. I win," Gerard did a little victory dance on my lap. He was straddling me and had his hands on my shoulders, keeping me pinned down. I felt my face heat up as a blush crept across it. All of the blood that wasn't keeping my face red rushed down to my crotch as Gerard continued to move on it. I was slowly getting semi-hard and I think Gerard noticed. He stopped moving and smirked at me.

Yep, he noticed. He dug his nails into my shoulders, most likely leaving crescent-shaped marks. He started to grind down on me while throwing his head back and closing his eyes. I think I could cum without anything but this.

"Ah, Frankie," he moaned. I know at this point he was just trying to get me to cum without touching me. And I know I'm the Alpha, but this felt really good. I let him continue, but I grab his hips, moving him around. He leans down and starts kissing my neck, leaving a purple mark. He moves his head up to look at the mark he left, after determining it was good enough he smiled at his work. 

I thought this was extremely hot however and continued to moan at a very loud volume. This only seemed to get Gerard more aroused. He started to grind on top of me more harshly while pushing my shirt up with one of his hands. 

"Gee, I'm close," I breathe, needing a breath of air. He straightens his back and pushes his ass hard against my hard cock. I feel a hot substance run down my thigh and weten my sweatpants.

"C'mon let's get you cleaned up," He says walking over to the dresser and pulling out a pair of my boxers and sweatpants that I keep at his house. I pull off my current sweatpants and boxers, wiping myself off and pulling the new ones on.

"Come here," Gerard said with his arms open, waiting for me to crawl in them on the bed. 

"I'm not very hungry anymore," I mumble into his chest. He hums in response. I was tired after our recent events so I let Gerard spoon me.

And if I'm being honest, it felt nice.

~end of flashback~

I heard crying upstairs and assumed it was James. Jamia was just about to leave to go get him but I stopped her.

"I could go get him if you wanted," I offered. I hadn't seen my Godchild since he was born.

Jamia looked a Lindsey, then back at me. "Yea you can go get him if you want. He likes it if you sit up in his chair with him until he stops fussing."

I drop my phone on the couch and run up the stairs. I hum a tune as I walk down the hall to his room. I slowly open the door and see a baby tossing and turning in his crib.

"Hey bud, I'm your Uncle Frank," I talk to James as I pick him up from his crib, making sure to support his neck. I back up until my calves hit the front of a soft rocking chair. I bend my knees and sit down. I cradled him against my chest and look around the well-decorated room. I see a camera that is probably hooked up to a baby monitor. I look down to see James cooing in my arms. He's sucking on his knuckles and looking up at me with big green eyes. 

"You're so sweet," I whisper. "I wish Gerard was ready for kids," I pause for a second. "they would be so cute. Just like you little boy. You have some amazing mamas kid, you know that? They love you so much, and so do I."

"Frank?" Jamia calls from the doorway.

"Yea, what's up?" I ask confused.

"Your phone is blowing up downstairs, we didn't look at it but it kept going off," She frowned, holding her arms out for James. I stand up and put him in her arms and race downstairs.

I jump over the back of the couch and scoop my phone off the couch.

Thirteen texts from: Patrick

Seven missed calls from: Patrick

I quickly call him back, questioning what it could be about. And hoping it's not about Gerard.

"Patrick?" I could hear quiet sobs coming from the other side.

"F-frank?" Yep, he was definitely crying.

"What's wrong Patrick," I was starting to get concerned.

"I-I've been trying t-to call you, and I texted y-you, an-and you weren't answering," He trails off in whimpers and small sobs.

"Patrick I need you to tell me what's wrong. I'm sorry I didn't answer before, but I'm here now."

"I-I, they, h-he. I think you s-should just c-come home," All my blood went cold. I don't know what happened but I need to get back.

"I'm on my way," I say before I hang up, tell Jamia and Lindsey I need to leave, then jump in my car and push the speed limit all the way home.

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A/N

So??? this took me FOREVER IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN DISTRACTED BY @marrymebakugou  CUZ SHES SITTIN RIGHT NEXT TO ME WRITING HER STORY LMFAO SERIOUSLY HER BOOKS ARE SO GOOD YOU SHOULD GO CHECK EM OUT

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