So this is probably my most favorite story I've ever written and I have this chapter that was originally supposed to be in the story but I actually just forgot to write it when the story was still in progress so I just never ended up putting it in. But since I like this story a lot I still wanted to post it. So I sort of made it extra long and here it is back again with precious innocent Gee

(This fits in like in between chapters 18 and 19)

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"Come on, Gee," Frank said.

I giggled, jumping up to him. Frank held my hand as we walked outside.

"Pretty snow!" I gasped.

I reached down to touch it, jumping back in shock from how it actually kinda hurt.

"Cold!" I exclaimed, my eyes watering as I held my hand out to Frank.

"That's because you don't have you mittens on, babydoll," Frank said.

He took my wet hand into both of his, breathing on it heavily then rubbing it. Frank kissed my hand and we got into the back of Ms. Iero's car. We were going to stay at Frank's grandpa's house for the weekend and I was so excited. His grandpa invited me too so that way Frank wouldn't be bored at all because he was alone. It would just be me, Frank, his grandpa, and his mom there.

"How long?" I asked.

"About 3 hours," his mom said.

I whined and Frank smiled, kissing my forehead.

"Here, Gee, you can color," Frank said.

I smiled, taking the crayons and coloring book from him. I set Dee beside me and started coloring. After a while I yawned, looking over at Frank. He was listening to music through his earbuds, looking out the window. I set the coloring stuff aside and snuggled up to his side. Frank looked down at me and smiled, wrapping an arm around me. My eyes shut and I soon fell asleep.

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I yawned, waking up as I looked around. I whimpered, not knowing where I was. I was in some room that was light blue and there was a trim of wallpaper at the top with trains. The blankets were soft and warm and wrapped around me. My eyes filled with tears as I sniffled. I saw Dee lying next to me as I picked her up and hugged her tight.

The door opened and I squeaked, hiding under the blankets as I cried. I heard footsteps coming closer and a small chuckle. The bed shifted as someone sat beside me. They pulled the blanket away and I cried. But then I saw it was Frank and I jumped up to hug him.

"I was scared, I didn't know where I was," I cried.

"Oh, baby boy, I'm sorry," Frank said, rubbing my back. "You fell asleep in the car and I carried you inside."

I buried my face into the crook of his neck and he hugged me tight.

"What do you wanna do, princess?" He asked and I shrugged. "We can watch a movie or color or go swimming."

"Swim-ing?" I asking in confusion, pulling away to look at him.

"Yeah, my grandpa's got an indoor pool here," Frank said. "They installed it because it was a good way for my grandparents to exercise since they're all old and stuff so running and those sort of things are too hard. Watching them do water aerobics when I was younger was probably the funniest thing."

"Pool?" I asked.

Frank blinked a couple times as he looked at me.

"You've never seen a pool, have you?" He asked.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I stared at him. Frank held my hand and stood up, digging through the dresser. He pulled out something that looked like shorts, two of them actually. One was blue and the other was green and white striped.

"These are swim trunks," he said. "Which ones do you want?"

I pointed to the blue ones and he smiled, handing them to me. He turned his back so that I could change and I frowned.

"D-do I wear my panties too?" I asked.

"No," Frank said.

I took my clothes off and changed into the swim shorts as Frank did too. He took my hand, pulling me downstairs and I grabbed Dee too. We went to a room where there was a big inground thing full of water.

"It's like a big bath," I remarked.

I stepped to the edge of the pool and looked down at the deep water.

"Dee go too?" I asked.

"No, Dee doesn't go swimming," Frank said. "Stay here, I'm gonna go get some towels."

Frank walked out of the room and I looked at the water. I got down on my knees, reaching in to touch the water. It was a little warm so I knew the water was heated. I reached in further but the hand that was keeping me up slipped. I shrieked as I fell in headfirst. Water surrounded me as I kicked, feeling myself sink lower and lower. My mouth opened to scream for Frankie but it was filled with water that burned my throat. My feet touched the bottom of the pool and I tried to jump up but I only went up a bit before sinking down again.

I felt arms wrap around me and I was pulled up. As soon as my head broke free of the water, I gasped and sobbed, clinging onto Frank. He swam to the shallow end and I cried, holding him tight as we got out.

"Babydoll, I'm sorry," Frank whispered. "I should've been watching you."

I buried my face into the crook of his neck, my legs wrapping around him. He walked out of the pool and set me down. Frank wrapped a towel around me and pulled the hood of it up. In the reflection of the window I could see it was yellow and the little hood had a duck beak and eyes on it. I cried, feeling water drip around my feet.

"D-Dee!" I cried, pointing to where she was floating in the middle of the pool.

Frank jumped in and grabbed Dee. I wrapped the towel around my shoulders as I sniffled. Frank wrapped a towel around his waist and held my hand as we walked out. I wiped my eyes with the soft towel as Ms. Iero walked up.

"What happened?" She asked.

"W-we were supposed to go swim-inged b-but I fell in," I whimpered.

"Here, there's a fire in the fireplace you two can warm up by," she said.

Frank nodded as I shivered and we went back upstairs. Frank helped dry me off and change into a pastel pink onesie with white hearts on it. He got into sweatpants and a hoodie and I sniffled. I picked up Dee, who was cold and dripping wet. Frank lead me downstairs to the laundry room, opening the dryer and sticking Dee in. I whimpered as he started it and I sat down, watching Dee spin around and around.

"Come on, babydoll, let's go by the fire," Frank said.

I reached up and held his hand as he helped me up. We went to the living room and sat in front of the fire. I hummed quietly, snuggling up to his side. Frank wrapped his arms around me and smiled, kissing my forehead. There was little pitter patters of feet and I saw a little dog come in. I shrieked, jumping up as Frank groaned and I ran over.

"Puppy!" I exclaimed.

"Jesus fuck, Gerard," Frank muttered, holding his crotch.

"Look at the puppy!" I shouted. "I've never seen a puppy in real life before!"

I pet the puppy as she barked quietly. I smiled, picking her up and hugging her gently.

"Frankie, Frankie, look at the puppy!" I cheered.

He got up and went over.

"Puppy!" I exclaimed, holding her out to him.

She barked at him and I hugged her again.

"Pretty puppy," I mumbled.

The dog jumped from my arms and I cried out. I pulled up my sleeve and saw that she had scratched along my forearm. I looked up at Frank with watery eyes, my lip quivering as I tried not to burst into tears.

"Oh, sweetheart," Frank sighed.

He kissed the scratch gently and pulled my sleeve back down.

"That's Sweet Pea," he said. "She doesn't really like being held."

I leaned forward and gave him a kiss.

"Have you written your letter to Santa yet?" He asked.

I shook my head and sniffled as he smiled and stood up. Frank brought me into the other room where his mom and grandpa were cooking. He grabbed a notepad and pen and we sat at the table.

"You need to write one too or else Santa won't know what you want for Christmas," I said.

I tore out a page for him and he grabbed a second pen. I smiled as I started writing my letter.

Hi Santa. I'm really exited for Christmas this year becus I get to be with my new family and with franky. I really want a barby and new stuffies and new blocks and more art stuffs. But for Christmas I mostly want my Mama back. Can you bring me Mama? I wish she culd spend Christmas with all of us, I didn't never had Christmas with out her and I miss her. Thank you Santa.

I smiled proudly and held my letter out. Frank read it, his lips turned down slightly and I frowned in confusion.

"Baby, Santa can't bring your mom home," he said quietly.

My eyes filled with tears as I looked down at my lip.

"Oh, but your writing is getting so much better, baby," Frank praised. "Lindsey must be a really good tutor."

I burst into tears at the mention of Lindsey's name.

"Oh no, sweetheart, don't cry," Frank cooed. "It's okay, babydoll, im here."

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his lap.

"I just want my Mama," I cried into his shoulder.

"I know you do, baby," Frank said. "Do you wanna hang out with my mom?"

I shrugged, sniffling as he rubbed my back. Frank carried me into the kitchen and set me onto the counter.

"Can we help make dinner?" Frank asked.

"Of course," Ms. Iero said.

She helped me off the counter and guided me to the stove.

"Stove is dangerous, Mama doesn't like me playing with the stove," I whimpered.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, the heat isn't up high, it isn't that dangerous," she reassured. "If you could stir this that would be amazing."

I picked up the wooden spoon and started stirring the sauce of some kind inside the saucepan.

"Good job," she said.

She went over somewhere else and Frank wrapped an arm around my waist. He kissed the side of my head and I sniffled.

"Mama not ever coming back?" I whimpered.

"She will," Frank promised. "She'll come back one day and you'll be able to see her again."

I nodded slowly, wiping my eyes on the sleeve of my onesie. I felt myself start to calm down a bit as I focused on stirring. Frank went over to help his mom chop stuff and I kept up with my job.

"Hey, Gee, I got some toys you can play with," his grandpa said.

I whimpered, looking between him and the pot. Frank took the spoon from me and told me to go play. I followed his grandpa into the other room where the fireplace was still burning. I saw a bin filled with toys with 'Frank's toys' written across the side.

"Why are Frankie's toys here?" I asked. "I never didn't see any at his own house."

"These aren't your Frank's toys, this is his dad's old toys," he said. "Although, I think I have some old VHS tapes of Barney from when your Frank was little and he'd come here to play."

He started doing stuff with the tv and soon a show with a purple dinosaur started playing. I watched happily as he went back to the kitchen to help with cooking. I played with one of the toy cars, watching the screen at the same time. Frank eventually came and sat next to me, stretching his legs out in front of him. I drove the car over his ankles, making little engine sounds as I pretended they were big mountains.

"After dinner we're gonna decorate the tree," he said.

I gasped and smiled as I sat in his lap. I rested my head against his shoulder as I watched the tv. This show wasn't as good as Hello Kitty but I still really liked it.

We ate and I kicked my feet excitedly the entire time. It finally came time to decorate and I smiled as Frank carried up a bucket from the basement. We put all sorts of ornaments on the tree and I giggled, clinging onto Frank.

"Wanna put on the star, baby?" He asked.

I nodded quickly and he handed the gold star to me. Frank got on his knees behind me and I frowned in confusion as he suddenly stood up and I was sitting on his shoulders.

"Be careful," Ms. Iero said.

Frank walked towards the tree and I reached forward, putting the star on top of the tree. He helped me down and gave me a gentle kiss. I yawned and he smiled.

"Tired, baby?" He asked and I nodded. "Alright, let's get to bed then."

I nodded and Frank picked me up, letting me wrap my legs around his waist and rest my head on his shoulder.

"We're going to bed," Frank said.

"Two separate rooms," his mom reminded us.

"Awe, c'mon, Linda, they're young and in love, let them sleep in the same room," his grandpa said.

"Thanks gramps," Frank said before his mom could say anything.

We walked to the stairs but I whined and picked my head up.

"Dee," I whimpered.

This is the longest I've ever been away from her. We went to the laundry room and he set me down, getting Dee out of the dryer. She was all warm when I smiled and snuggled her. Frank picked me up again and carried me up to his room. At least, I think it was his room.

"Whose room is this?" I asked.

"It's my dad's old room," he said.

Frank changed into just his boxers and crawled into the bed with me. I leaned over and wrapped my arms around him as he turned off the lights. I leaned up, giving him a kiss. He held my hips as the kiss deepened and Frank pulled my body close to his. I panted softly as he pushed me back against the mattress. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer as he kissed me hungrily. Frank stopped suddenly and I pouted as he kissed my forehead and laid down.

"Goodnight, angel, I love you," he said.

I smiled and laid my head on his chest as I dozed off into sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt something pressing against my bum. Frank was laying with his front pressed against my back, an arm lazily laying over my stomach. I wiggled my butt against him as Frank grumbled sleepily, pulling me closer.

"Shit, Gee, fuck," Frank gasped as he woke up and I kept grinding back against him.

He held my hip to keep me still and I pouted.

"Good morning, baby," Frank said, his voice all gravelly from sleep.

I smiled and pushed him onto his back, moving to straddle his hips.

"Morning, daddy," I replied.

Frank ran a hand down his face and I rocked my hips slowly. He held me in place again and I frowned.

"I'm gonna go and take a shower," Frank said. "How about you go downstairs and ask my mom to make waffles?"

I was so conflicted. I wanted to make Frankie feel good but I also really like waffles.

"I'll be down in a bit," Frank said.

"Okay," I mumbled.

I leaned down to give him a kiss before I got up. I grabbed Dee and my paci, going downstairs to wear his grandpa was reading the newspaper in a big recliner and his mom was on the couch looking at a magazine. I sat down on the couch, hugging Dee tight.

"Frankie asked for waffles," I said.

"Okay, I'll start cooking in a bit," she said with a smile.

I put my paci in my mouth and wandered upstairs again to where I heard the shower running. I pressed my ear against the door, blushing as I heard frank's heavy panting over the sound of the water.

"Fuck, Gee," I heard his muffled voice moan.

I sat against the door, cuddling Dee as I sucked on my paci. Eventually frank's moaning stopped and all I could hear was the water running. That eventually stopped too and a few minutes later the door swung open. I fell over, looking up and blushing as I realized I was looking right up the towel wrapped around his waist. He took a step back so I was just looking up at the ceiling when he bent over so he was in my line of sight too.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Waiting for you," I replied around my paci.

He smiled, helping me up. We went to his room and we got dressed. He just put on some black jeans and a black hoodie. I wore a white skirt, a pastel pink sweater that was a little big on me, and white thigh high socks with pink bows at the top.

"Beautiful," Frank said kissing my forehead.

I sucked my paci, as we went back down. I cuddled up with him on the couch, smelling his mom cooking in the kitchen. Frank smiled, wrapping his arms around me. I closed my eyes, laying my head on his chest as he turned the tv on. He watched the screen while I hummed softly until breakfast was ready. We ate and, as always, I ended up just a sticky mess from the syrup. Frank helped clean me up and I smiled.

"Alright, boys, why don't you go grab your stuff and say goodbye to grandpa?" Ms. Iero suggested.

I pouted as Frank pulled me up to our room.

"Don't wanna leave, I'm having fun here," I mumbled, laying back on the bed.

"Awe, baby, maybe we can come back some other time," Frank said. "I was texting Mikey since you never answer your phone."

I giggled as I blushed. "I forget phones sometimes, I'm not used to it and they're confusing. I still don't really understand how they work."

"Well anyways," Frank continued, "He said that Pete is over and the four of us can go out for ice cream when we get back."

I sat up and gasped. I helped grab our things quickly and Frank laughed.

"Ice cream!" I cheered, clapping my hands.

He helped me put on my coat, my hat, mittens, and boots. We gave hugs goodbye to Frank's grandpa and walked out the door. The two of us got into the backseat and I smiled, snuggling up to his side as I held his hand. I looked at the way my light pink mittens contrasted with his black gloves.

"I love you," I said quietly.

"I love you to, princess," Frank said, kissing my forehead.

I smiled, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arms around me and I smiled in content. There's no place I'd rather be than with Frank.