Laying in the hospital bed I tried not to be a drama queen, I want to deal with this like a strong woman but oh holy fuck it hurts. Brian rub my back soothingly but all I cared about was that Jimmy wasn't here, he's not here to witness the birth of his child.

24 hours had gone by no baby, no Jimmy and Brian had fallen asleep with his head on the bed and his hand gripping mine. I had so many tubes and wires coming from everywhere it could that I looked like a dot to dot.

The nurse came in to check up on me, her face clouded with concern.

'What? What is it?' I asked, searching her face for an answer.

'I'm just going to get a doctor, everything fine.'

'If it was fine you wouldn't need a doctor.' I growled.

She returned with a doctor who did every examination under the sun, she gave the nurse a nod and told her to just keep an eye on me, I wasn't ready yet. She left the room, her heels clicking on the floor. Brian woke next to me, he looked like he could do with some real sleep. Rubbing his eyes he asked how everything was.

I felt myself wanting to faint, my eyes were rolling back but all I could see was Jimmy, he was smiling as he put his hand out for me to take. I jolted back into reality, Brian was shaking me with tears clouding his eyes.

'Stay with me!' He shouted, pressing the emergency button over and over. 'You can't leave me, you both cant just leave me.' He cried and he placed a hand on my cheek.

I shook my head the best I could.

'We need to be with Jimmy.' I whispered. 'We love all of you.' I managed to croak.

I felt my body was being guided, I looked at the lifeless mess below me, crying slightly at Brian being hysterical.

'I'm sorry.' I whispered, he looked up like he knew and whispered goodbye.

'Jimmy!' I squealed, I'd missed being on the same wavelength as him. We shared the best, most refreshing kiss we'd had in a long time. 'Where's our baby?'

He smiled and walked away, what was he doing? I called after him but he didn't return. I sank to the ground and cried, this felt familiar.

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder, Jimmy. I sprung up, seeing a little bundle in his arms I took my baby.

'It's a boy.' Jimmy smiled.

'James Owen Sullivan Jr.' I smiled in return. 'We have a family, Jimmy. We did it.'

'I wanna show you something cool.' He grinned and sat me down. 'Close your eyes.'

As I did I had a flash of my life with my child, his first poop, first word, first step, first kindergarten, school, high school. Everything you ever go through with a child was right there and Jimmy was there too, holding our hands every step of the way.

The rest of the Avenged family were devastated for a couple of weeks but we always made our presence known so they knew we care, plus it's cool to fuck around with them.

My little family was almost perfect, we just wished that we hadn't of gone but we do the best we can to see everyone. Being dead was weird, funny but we had each other.

This was the way it was.