Jimmy’s POV

“What the fuck are you doing, Rev?” Matt asks as I peek around the corner of the bus with a case of beer. I turn and look at him, narrowing my eyes. Someone was always trying to thwart my evil plans. Well, not today, Sanders! Not today!

I let a wicked little smirk pull at the corners of my lips. “I’m baiting the gnome,” I whisper, when in reality it probably came out as a scream. I really need to learn how to control my volume. Oh, well, life is more fun when you’re loud and proud, at least that’s my new motto. Don’t try and change my mind, I’m sticking with it!

Matt raises a brow at me as I earn the attention of Tempty and Riz. Damn it, Sanders you’re ruining my plans. In all honesty, maybe I’m trying to bribe Johnny to spy on Tempty’s wedding plans, but just maybe. I’m not sure if I’m doing that or causing trouble because each sounds very tempting. She just wont tell me a damn thing and says it’s a surprise. I mean she only let me test the cakes when we stopped yesterday. Man that was some good cake. The chocolate and peanut butter, the strawberry thing, the custard. Fuck! Now I want some god damned cake! Curse you sugary goodness!

“What are you assholes doing over here?” Johnny questions as he walked around the trailer. Thank fucking god something is working out! His eyes land on the case of beer and smiles at me with a raised brow. “You gonna drink all that, Jimbo?” Oh, wouldn’t you like to know. Fall right into my trap you gullible little twerp. You see, over the years I have perfected the art of conning Johnny. All you have to do is make him think he cant have something and he practically begs for it until you give in.

I lean back against the trailer, smirking down at him as I open a cold beer. “Ahh…yep I think this whole case has my name on it,” and it actually does. I wrote my name on it. No one is stealing my beer, not on my watch! Just call me batman! Or knife master, your choice, but don’t tell Jason Berry. He thinks that’s his title but I just let him borrow it.

“Aww come on, man, you can’t drink all that by yourself. It’s the good shit!” Johnny whines. My eyes lock with Matt and he smirks and shakes his head before walking away. Oh, he knows what I’m up to. Yes, I am a master, hold the applause please.

I throw my head back, laughing manically. “You want to bet, short shit?” I ask, aiming a punch in his gut. Tempy looks over with a questioning brow as I bop around Johnny, wanting to fight. “I could out drink you any day of the week!” I smack him upside the head as he lungs at me. Oh this is just too much fun. He can’t reach my face even if he stood on his tiptoes!

“Will you fucking knock it off? I just want a beer,” Johnny pouts. He is always a sore loser. But in other news, I’ve got him right where I want him.

I fight the urge to laugh evilly and knock him upside the head again. “You’re going to have to work for it, Johnny boy!” I laugh, putting my hand on his forehead to keep him away as he tries to swing at me. It’s almost like fighting a little kid and I can’t but laugh. That only pisses him off more and he starts really punching. “Whoa, calm down, Munchkin.” I take a step back and hold my hands up in the air, noticing Brian now standing by a pale looking Riz. She’s not going to explode is she? Oh, god, I’m not ready to catch a baby yet! I don’t even have my gear on!

“Then don’t fucking piss me off!” Johnny snaps, my eyes focusing back on him. “I just wanted a fucking beer.” Note to self, don’t piss off Johnny when he’s grouchy. Someone needs a nap, or some nipples to play with. One of those ‘N’ words, I forget which he needed more.

“I’ll tell you what,” I say, leaning back against the trailer again. “You do me a favor and I’ll split this case with you.”

Johnny crosses his arms over his chest and raises a brow at me, his eyes darting between me and the beer. Yes my little minion, take the deal. Do my dirty bidding! Muahahah! “I’m listening.”

“I want you to spy on Tempty and report back to me,” I say simply. Oh, I could do it myself, but then she would be pissy at me and I don’t get pussy. Seems pretty easy for me to understand. Keep the Mrs. happy and I stay happy.

Johnny furs his brow and gives me a questioning look. Fucking hell short shit, it’s not rocket science! Not that he could figure that out, he hates reading. “What?”

“Don’t make me spell it out for you!” I groan, flexing my hands in his face. “Find out what Tempty is planning for our wedding and tell me,” I whisper a little too loudly.

“I’m not gonna spy on her for you,” Johnny hisses back at me incredulously. “She’s fucking crazier than you!”

I narrow my eyes and take a step towards Johnny. “Don’t you fucking dare say anything bad against her,” I hiss. “So are you in or out?” I wave a bottle of the condensation covered beer in front of him and he licks his lips.

“Fine but if she finds out what I’m up to, I’m throwing you under the bus.” I shrug my shoulders, knowing that sounds fair. I mean I am playing with fire here but I hate being left in the dark.

“And you’ve got yourself a beer,” I smile, passing him the case.

“What are you doing?”

I move my eyes away from Johnny to see the most beautiful creature standing in front of me. I fell my heart flutter as her blue eyes meet mine with a smile. I reach down and pull her into my arms spinning her around in a circle. I just can’t get over how perfect she fucking is and that she actually wants to marry me. Can you believe that? Me, Jimmy Sullivan, aka the Rev, getting married in a matter of weeks. We were going to be back in Huntington Beach for a month long break before we went to Europe. In that time we were going to married, and that’s all I knew. She is keeping the rest a secret and literally driving me fucking insane!

“Jimmy! Put me down!” Tempty giggles, squirming in my arms. By the time I put her back down on the ground, Johnny is nowhere to be seen. “What were you and Johnny up to?” She raises her brow at me, questioning my intentions.

“I was betting him that I could drink more than him.” That isn’t a lie. I did say that.

“That’s no surprise. He passes out within an hour of drinking,” Tempty and I both look to our right to see Riz stumbling over towards us, her ands resting on that huge baby bump. She’s due in two weeks and looks like she is about to pop. Gates is freaking out about it and doesn’t know how to have a kid and be in Europe. That’s the question isn’t it?

“Riz!” I scream, pulling her into a one armed hug, afraid that I will squeeze that little cabage right out of her. Or pop her boobs. I mean they look like fucking balloons. Oh, I cant wait until Tempty has those, I’ll be sucking those bad boys for days. I’m surprised Brian hasn’t thought of it! “I’m glad you’re on my side.”

“I’m always on your side, Jimbo. As long as you don’t piss off or screw of Tempe, we’re good,” she teases just as Brian joins us. She looks pale and tired but that isn’t anything new. “Hey love, thanks.” He hands her a bottle of water before letting his hand sink to the small of her back. The worry is written all over his face.

“Are you sure you’re feeling alright, Kay?” He asks after Tempty and I share a glance. So it’s not just me that notices that Bri-Bri is freaking out.

My eyes whip back over to here and then back to Brian, almost like I’m watching a really entertaining Ping-Pong match. Why are my friends so darn entertaining? I need popcorn for this!

“Yeah, I’m just tired and sore. I think maybe I’ll take a nap before your show. Will you come with me?” Riz asks as she reaches out and caresses his face. “I just want to cuddle and fall asleep easy.”

“I wanna cuddle too!” I purr in Tempty’s ear, earning a giggle. Oh, I would love to have my wicked way with her before the show but I’m on fucking stage duty tonight. I have to help the roadies tonight since one of them quit. It fucking sucks. Plus Jason Berry is on vacation and I don’t want those other assholes to mess up my kit. “But it will have to wait.” I sigh, kissing her forehead. “I’ve got to set up my kit…fuck right now. Sorry, Tempty. I’ll make it up to you,” I lean down and passionately kiss her lips before taking off in a run toward the venue.

Two hours later we are in our third song of the set and it is hot as balls on stage. I am sweating buckets and I have dropped my sticks at least twice already. Who knew I would actually look like an octopus playing tonight. Well, this is until we get halfway though Unholy Confession and the lead guitar disappears from my headset. What the actual fuck? I stand up and look down the stage to see Brian missing. Luckily we make it through the song with just Zacky playing and we all disappear off the stage.

“What the hell is going on?” I ask, whipping my forehead with a towel that one of the roadies hands me.

“I don’t know, Gates just fucking ran off the stage,” Matt responds as we stumble through the dark wings to find Brian cradling a panting Rizzo in his arms.

“She going into fucking labor,” Brian yells as we enter the room. “She collapsed on the side of the stage and I just couldn’t leave her. I’m sorry I ran off in the middle of the set.”

“Don’t worry about it, did you call the ambulance?” Zacky said, grabbing a towel and handing it to Brian as Riz lets out a scream.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Of course we did!” She hisses after letting out another scream.

“MY BABY IS COMING!” I scream before I get a glare from everyone in the room. “What? I cant be excited.”

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