"Stand up, single file, hands empty and behind your heads," the policeman ordered.

He was wearing a big vest and a big helmet. He also had something black and metal in his hands. There were two other officers like him with him.

The monsters were here and they looked so scary.

"Do it quickly and silently and listen to orders," he whispered.

I shook my head, hugging Frank tight.

"Boy, you better listen because I am trying to get you to safety," the man said.

I cried and shook my head, holding tight onto Frank.

"Gerard," Frank scolded.

Frank pushed me away, pulling my blankie and dropping it to the floor, moving my hands to go behind my head.

"B-but Dee, I never go anywhere without her," I cried around my paci.

"Leave her," Frank stated.

The police officer took my paci from my mouth and set it down on my blankie. They ushered us out, Pete first, then me, then Frank. Two were at the front and one behind us as they guided us down the hallway. I looked around, seeing the deserted halls filled with forgotten backpacks and deserted books. It looked like something from that horror movie Frank had shown me.

"Face forward," the police whispered.

I whimpered and faced forward. I still didn't completely understand what was happening. But Frank and Pete seemed to trust the police completely. But the police are monsters. They always take me from people I love.

There was a loud bang and I jumped.

"Get down!" The officer shouted.

Frank grabbed me, pushing me face first down onto the ground. His body laid on top of mine, protecting and covering me from anything that could come our way.

"Gerard," I heard a voice sing.

I knew it was lindsey.

And from the echoing, I could tell she was still in the other hall.

"Get out! Go!" The police ordered. "Keep your hands up!"

We followed one officer as we ran quickly out of the building. There was so many people. So many police and hospital people and everything was surrounded by yellow ribbon. We ran passed some police cars and ambulances as we were pushed towards something big and scary. I stopped, shaking my head as I cried. Frank picked me up, carrying me into the yellow thing as he sat down in a seat and Pete sat in one in front of us with some other girl. The door closed and and the thing started driving. I sobbed, hugging Frank tight.

"Baby, baby, shush, it's okay," he whispered, rubbing my back. "This is called a school bus. The school bus is gonna take us somewhere safe where you'll be able to see Mikey and your dad."

"It was lindsey," I cried.

"I know," Frank mumbled, kissing my forehead.

"What were they holding? Those big metal things?" I asked.

"Those were guns, sweetheart," he whispered.

I cried, hugging Frank right as the bus rumbled. People around us were crying and hugging each other. I reached over, holding onto Pete's hand that was on the edge of the seat. He looked back at me and smiled, squeezing my hand. The bus stopped and I looked out the window, seeing a sign that said 'designated meetup area'. Frank set me onto the ground as we stood up with all the other kids. We got off the bus, going into the building.

"Come on," Frank whispered.

Pete patted my back before leaving to go find someone. Frank wrapped an arm around my waist, guiding me through the crowded room full of scared teenagers and worried parents.

"Frankie!" Ms. Iero exclaimed.

She ran forward, giving Frank a hug. She pulled away, wiping her eyes and hugging me too.

"Oh my god, I'm so glad you two are safe," she sighed. "You weren't on the attendance sheet, you were never counted as being in school. I came in and the list said you weren't there and I was so scared."

"I'm sorry, mom," Frank said, giving her another hug.

"Come on, let's go home," she said. "I think we all just need some time to relax."

"Hold on, I wanna help Gee find his family first," I said.

I held his hand as we walked around. Finally, I saw my dad standing off to the side away from the crowd, looking around anxiously.

"Dad!" I exclaimed.

I ran over and gave him a hug. He sighed in relief as I pulled away. I waved at Frank, who smiled and walked out, patting his mom on the back.

"Jesus, Gerard, please don't skip class again," his dad said. "I thought I was gonna lose you again. The police asked me what you were wearing today, I-I couldn't even tell them that, I didn't know. Oh god, I thought I was gonna lose you again."

I sniffled, wiping my eyes as I shivered.

"Where's your coat?" He asked.

"Back at school," I said quietly.

My dad took off his coat, putting it on me instead.

"Where's Mikey?" I asked.

"I don't know, he hasn't come in yet," he said.

We sat and waited to look for Mikey. A police walked up to us and I whimpered in fear.

"Gerard way?" He asked.

"Y-yeah?" I squeaked.

"We would like you to come with us," he said.

I whimpered and looked at my dad.

"Go with the police, Gee," he said. "I'll wait here for Mikey."

I followed the man nervously as we walked to the police station, which was right next door. We went into a small room where I saw Frank. I ran over to him as I cried.

"Sit down, baby," he whispered, pulling the other chair close to his.

I sat down as the man sat at the table in front of us.

"You two know Lindsey Ballato?" He asked and we nodded. "If you did not know, Lindsey is the one with the gun. We are still unsure whether or not she is the only one. She had a target, which is something school shooters don't usually have."

"The target was us," Frank guessed.

The man nodded. "Specifically, Gerard. She had gone to his class but the only person there was Mr. McDonald. Let's just say it was a little awkward walking into the classroom with a semi-automatic rifle and only finding a teacher. She started ranting about you, Gerard, about how you were going to the police and how she couldn't let that happen. Gerard, why would you go to the police?"

I whimpered and looked down as my eyes filled with tears. Frank reached to hold my hand and I looked up at him.

"Because she got him drunk and raped him," Frank stated.

"Well, I can tell you that skipping class actually save your lives," the man said. "But none of the classes had you. E-mails went out to all the teachers, they took attendance and specifically asked for you two because they knew lindsey wanted you. The building was searched for you but nobody knew where you were."

"We were in the bathroom," Frank said.

"And what were you doing in there?" He asked.

"Kissing," Frank answered before I could say anything more.

"And it was reported that Daniella Wentz was found in the bathroom with you," he said. "Teachers said they heard her crying in the hallway and trying to get into classrooms."

"Pete," Frank corrected sternly. "Gee let him into the bathroom with us because he recognized his voice."

"You know that is a very dangerous thing to do, Gerard," the man scolded.

I sniffled and nodded my head.

"What happened with Lindsey?" Frank asked.

"She started shooting at the police when she saw you two run out," the man said. "She was shot down."

"Wh-what's that mean?" I asked.

"It means she won't be bothering you anymore, baby," Frank said softly.

"Skipping class was probably the luckiest thing you've ever done. If you hadn't skipped, Gerard, you would be dead right now," he said and I whimpered in fear, holding tight onto Frank's hand. "And what'd you say, she sexually assaulted you?"

I nodded slowly and he wrote something down.

"Alright," he said. "You can go back to your families at the town building."

Frank stood up and held my hand. We walked out and I found Mikey with my dad. I ran over and hugged him tight.

"Alrighty, I've got both my boys," my dad said, smiling softly.

I could see the red around his eyes and I knew he had been crying.

"Come on, let's go home," he said. "You coming too, Frank?"

He shook his head. "I've gotta get back home with my mom."

Frank gave me a hug, kissing my forehead. He walked off into the crowd and I held Mikey's hand. We got to my dad's car and we drove quietly.

"How about we go home, order a pizza, and watch a nice G-rated movie?" My dad suggested.

"Me rated?" I asked in confusion. "What's Gee rated?"

Mikey laughed, shaking his head.

"That's sounds good, dad," Mikey agreed.

We got home and my dad called someone. Mikey did stuff with the tv until the movie started playing. We sat together as something called Finding Nemo played. We watched it and ate the pizza until it ended. I went up to my room and played with my building blocks.

"Hey, Gee?" My dad asked.

He sat in front of me as I built my tower.

"The police told me about everything with Lindsey," he said.

I didn't say another, stacking one colorful block on top of the other.

"There's going to be therapists now coming to your school to help all the kids who were hurt mentally by today," he said. "Do you want me to call one of them for you? You could talk to them and help you with your feelings and make you feel better."

I shook my head and he sighed.

"Gee, I know you still don't understand a lot," he said. "Maybe you'd be more traumatized if you actually understood just how bad things could have gone today."

"The police were scary," I said quietly.

"The police should not be the scary thing about today," he said. "Okay, I'll leave you alone to play. But just know that I'm always here if you need to talk and I am always willing to call to get you a therapist. They can help you with today and what happened with Lindsey and even help you with your mom."

He got up and left while I scowled. My eyes filled with tears as I knocked my tower down, sending the blocks flying across the room. I brought my knees to my chest as I sniffled.

"Mama, want my Mama."