*Nikki*

The plan was set in motion.

I dropped Mal off at the hospital to get Mick ready and I headed to get Tommy.

I parked the car in front of Tommy's new house.

Mal had gotten the address for from his new girlfriend, Bobbi (who she had gotten acquainted a little).

I parked and looked up at the house as my mind wandered...

I spent my whole life chasing ghosts... Looking for something I could never find....

...... And here it was, right in front of me the whole time..... and up on stage with me every night....

I took a deep breath before cutting the engine.

You can do this.... Just man up, Sixx!

I climbed out of the car, shutting the door as I headed up the front steps to the door.

I knocked against the glass of the door, looking at the new place.

Shit... Place is huge....

I waited a while before I see Tommy through the glass of the door walk up and open it, cigarette in his mouth.

I smiled at him as he stood at the door.

"Hey man," he said, blowing smoke into the air.

I took a deep breath, preparing myself.

"What I did at your wedding..." I started, looking at him, his brows furrowing at me a little as he looked at me a bit confused.

"I didn't...." I continued. "... Know... How to do that.... How to be there..."

"W-What's up, Nikki?" Tommy stopped me, trying to understand what I was saying.

I took a deep breath and just decided to say it.

"I was really fucking selfish, and I shit on something that was important to you...." I said. ".... And I am really sorry..."

His eyes widen a little before he looked down. He was quiet for a few seconds before he spoke.

"I know you pretty well, Sixx, so...." he said blankly with a sigh. "... I kinda get it...."

I swallowed a little as I looked down.

"And its okay," he nodded at me as I looked up at him.

I felt relieved when suddenly he leaned over a little at me.

"But can you say that last part one more time for me?" he smirked.

I then glared a bit at him, trying not to smirk back.

"Don't fucking push it, T-Bone..." I warned, making him laugh as I failed and smirked a bit with a laugh.

"Come in, man," he chuckled, motioning me in.

I walked in, admiring the place as we stood there.

"I heard you and Heather broke up," I said as he took a drag from his cigarette. "Official and all..."

"Yeah..." he sighed, looking down sadly. "I think she's gonna end up being the one that got away..."

He looked over at me, giving me a small shrug.

I placed my hand on his shoulder, holding it a bit.

"I'm sorry, man," I said to him.

He then smirked at me.

"Knew I'd get you to say it again," he said.

"Fuck you," I scoffed, shoving him as he laughed.

He then calmed down as I faced him.

"Alright..." I said, smirking at him. "We're going on a mission."

He looked at me curiously, but then looked excited.

I motioned him to follow me as we headed out of his house and hurried to my car.

***

*Mallory*

I walked out as the nurse pushed Mick's wheelchair and then I spotted the car, Tommy and Nikki standing alongside each other.

I smiled at the sight. I knew he could do it....

"Mick," I said, nudging him softly, pointing over at the boys.

He looked up and scoffed as Tommy and Nikki walked over to us.

"Filthy bastards," Mick scoffed with a smirk.

"How's that new hip, dude?" Tommy said as he walked over. "Feel like Terminator now or some shit!?"

I shared a quick kiss with Nikki as he walked up to me while Tommy went to get Mick's wheelchair for him, but Mick stopped him before he could.

"Touch the chair and I'll terminate you, drummer," Mick snapped at him.

Tommy held his hands up in surrender and backed up as Nikki then got the duffel bag full of Mick's stuff in it

"Ready for this, Mick?" Nikki asked him.

Mick sighed before turning around, looking at the nurse who pushed the chair.

"Thank you," he said, dismissing her as he turned back around.

She quietly sighed with relief before she held the chair for him as he forced himself to stand up. Nikki tried to help him, but Mick stopped him.

We watched Mick get up on his feet.

Mick kept himself steady as the nurse then left with the wheelchair and we watched him cautiously.

"Stop looking at me like that," he scolded at us before motioning to the car.

"Let's go get our fucking singer back already," Mick grumbled as he started to walk, Nikki taking my hand as we all headed to the car.

"Aye-aye, captain!" Tommy said excitedly, slapping Mick's back and making him groan quietly in pain.

"Goddammit," Mick muttered as I quietly scolded at Tommy while we walked to the car.

***

We arrived to the bar Sharise told me we could find him and as we walked to the entrance, I stopped.

"Wait," I said, making Nikki turn towards me.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"This is among you four," I said. "This is among Mötley Crüe, I don't have a say in it..."

Nikki, Tommy and Mick looked at each other before Nikki sighed and looked back at me, then walked over and held my hands in is.

"Baby... Those posters and t-shirts may always have four faces on them.... But this..." he said as he motioned at him, Mick, and Tommy. "This has been five, ever since the very beginning...." 

I looked up at him.

"You are just as important in this band as any of us," he said with a smile. "We wouldn't even be here right now if it weren't for you.... You're our lucky Number 5 and nothing is gonna change that." 

I couldn't help but smile at him.

"Nikki's right, MJ!" Tommy smiled. "You're like one of us, but with tits and a vagina and stuff, you know."

Mick rolled his eyes and smacked the back of Tommy's head as Nikki's face palmed as I couldn't help but giggle.

"OW!!" Tommy yelped, holding his head in pain.

"As stupid as this kid is in wording whatever he says, he's not wrong here," Mick said. "You're the main reason we're not even dead, honestly."

"You were there for us since the very beginning," Nikki smiled. "And nothing is ever going to change that."

I then felt tears in my eyes, making sniffle as I tried to keep it together.

"Did you guys really have to say that when I'm so fucking hormonal?" I mumbled, earning some soft laughs from them as me and Nikki pulled each other into a kiss.

We then pulled back and I took a deep breath.

"Let's go," I nodded, but then Mick stopped us.

"Shit, wait... Hate to ruin this moment, but this place has too many smokers for it to be safe for a pregnant lady who's about to pop," Mick said sternly.

I looked up worriedly at Nikki and I sighed sadly, knowing that there really was no way for me to be there right now.

"You can wait here on the bench, I guess," Nikki said with a but of a frown.

I nodded, then placed my hands on either side of his face. "Bring him back home to us... Bring my brother back..... Okay?" I said.

He nodded at me and kissed me softly before pulling back.

I nodded at Tommy and Mick before the three walked in.

I took a deep breath as I walked towards a nearby bench, sitting down with a sigh as I placed my hand over JellyBean.

"I really hope things work out..." I said to the baby as I looked up at the clouds, trying to be positive.

*Nikki*

The bar wasn't super full, just a few guys. Some were smoking, like Mick had predicted.

I looked around and then spotted the familiar blonde hair sitting at the bar, scotch in hand.

Shit, Vince.....

I motioned to to the others, who turned and spotted him.

We all walked over to the bar, the bar tender turning towards us.

"Hey Vince," he said.

He turned and saw us walk up, 

"Hey, man," Tommy greeted him as we approached him.

More men put their cigarettes out, though questioned why I was here

"Just wanna talk, Vinnie... That's it," I said calmly as I stood next to him

Vince just sighed and ignored me, looking down at his drink.

"Come on, Vinnie," I tried.

Vince looked like he was about to probably tell me to go to Hell, and that's when Mick stepped up and placed his hand on Vince's shoulder, making Vince look up at us both.

"Let's talk," Mick said, also calmly but a bit sternly.

Vince looked up at Mick with a frown. He was quiet before he sighed and put his drink down.

"Fine..." He muttered.

I nodded as he got up and the guys went to a table.

We all sat down in the small booth, Tommy lighting a cigarette.

"What do you guys want?" Vince said in a bit of a raspy voice once we were settled.

Mick and Tommy took a deep breath.

"I was scared..." he began. "After what happened with Razzle, I thought I had lost Mal for good, and I was scared that I was now losing the only thing left that mattered to me..." 

"Yeah, you're band," he scoffed.

"No," Nikki said, immediately, then motioned to the five of us. "No. This.... This...."

He looked over at me with a bit of a stern look.

"Look, we went to war together," I continued. "Shit changes, people change, but I don't fucking care if Mötley Crüe never plays another note!"

Vince just crossed his arms across his chest.

"All I want is my fucking brother back," I said. "Because this..... Is the only family that I've ever known...."

Vince was quiet as I looked up at him, but then looked down, his arms still crossed.

"Fuck...." I muttered, trying to think what else to say.

Tommy sighed, blowing some smoke into the air. "We love you, Vin..... Okay, fuck, I love you," he admitted.

I nodded in agreement, and after some thought, I decided I needed to say this.

"And I am so sorry about Skylar, man...." I said sincerely to him.

I then felt tears in my eyes as I looked at Vince, seeing his eyes get watery, too.

He sniffled as he tried to hold back, but was starting to break down.

Tommy and I looked down, pain striking my chest at seeing him like this.

At one point.... This was once me.... Crying for my dead daughter.....

"Fuck..." I muttered as Vince broke down in tears.

Tommy leaned forward, head still down as he rested his arms on the table.

"I-It's against the laws, man..." Vince said as he cried. "Its against the fucking rules of the universe...."

I pursed my lips as I looked down, hearing Vince continue to cry.

He couldn't be anymore right....

"Hey..." Mick said softly as he moved over and put his arm around Vince, comforting him.

"Hey, hey...." I said softly to him as I moved closer to him, his body shaking as I held his shoulder.

"We got you, brother," Mick mumbled.

"We got you, brother," Nikki repeated as he also worked on comforting hism

Tommy looked up, eyes starting to look watery, too.

We all continued to comfort Vince as he sobbed....

***

*Mallory*

I rubbed JellyBean softly as I murmured Fleetwood lyrics to the baby.

"Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night and
Wouldn't you love to love her?
Takes to the sky like a bird in flight and
Who will be her lover...." 

I felt a soft nudge against my palm and smiled down at my baby.

"I'm glad you're a Fleetwood fan," I joked softly with a giggle. "I was thinking Stevie for a girl name... If you are a girl..... What do you think?"

JellyBean was quiet, and I guess that pretty much answers that question.

My thoughts are pulled by the bar door opening and out walked....

The four men who mean the most to me walked out of there together.

I sighed with relief as I then saw Nikki's arm was rested on Vince's shoulder, and Vince looked up and saw me, his eyes watery and red.

I gave him a sad look, knowing why he was probably crying, and we immediately pulled each other into a hug.

I felt him sniffle as he buried his face into my shoulder and I hugged him as close as I can.

"Welcome home...." I whispered to him.

He took a deep breath before we pulled back and he smiled down at me.

He then gulped nervously before looking over at Nikki.

"A-About how we had left things... About hurting MJ... I'm so sorry...." he said.

Nikki held his hand up to stop him, shaking his head before walking over and pulling him into a hug, surprising Vince.

"Its in the past," he said.

Vince pursed his lips as he looked at me, and I gave him a small smile.

He relaxed and hugged Nikki back, and I smiled as I watched.

That's when I motioned Tommy and me and him went over and hugged Nikki amd Vince, who both groaned and laughed as we squished them together.

"Mick, come on in," Tommy said with a laugh.

"You want to see God, today, drummer?" He said with a stern look.

"Come on, please," I smiled at him.

He hesitated, but then rolled his eyes with a sigh and came over to stand next to me, joining the group hug.

"Was that so bad?" Tommy smiled.

".... Shut the fuck up," Mick glared, making us laugh as we then pulled back.

"Let's all go home," I said.

The boys nodded as we headed to the car.

Things are starting to look up now....

~~~~~

Honestly, not that it really interests me because I literally don't give a shit about her, but I am not at all surprised with this whole Ellen Degeneres bullshit going on.

Never really trusted her, not even since I first ever heard/saw her, she just gave me weird vibes.

Although, it was mostly because she just always seemed too damn perky and annoying for me....😒😒

I do feel bad for her workers, though. No employee anywhere should have to deal with their own boss's bullshit or work in such a toxic environment.

🎶Currently in Sapph's playlist:

Younger Hunger
"Dead Inside"

♡~ sapphire.