After finishing their tour, the band decided to settle down for a little while. They were exhausted, especially Gerard, who was still unused to such an eccentric lifestyle.

Gerard and Frank spent a lot of time together, as did Bob and Mikey. Ray was fine with it, as it gave him a chance to relax.

After their well deserved break, they began to look for a label that would take them so they could produce a record. During this time, Gerard kept having very bad dizzy spells. They gradually got worse over time, and everyone was worried for him, no matter how much he assured that he was fine.

He was out with the guys on the park when he had a particularly bad one. The guys surrounded him and lay him down on the grass.

"Easy, Gee," Ray told him. Frank stroked Gerard's hair.

"Can you hear us, love?" Frank asked softly. Gerard didn't respond, and the group bit their lips.

"I'm so worried," Mikey sighed.

"We should take him to a doctor." Bob suggested. "It's getting worse... maybe they'll be able to tell us what's wrong."

Mikey nodded in agreement. "Definitely. It seems like he's passed out. Let's take him now."

The band loaded their singer into their van and Ray drove them to the hospital. Frank sighed sadly, gazing down at his love, and praying that he'd be alright.

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Gerard awoke with a start, seeing white walls all around him. He could barely move, his body numb, and he couldn't open his mouth to talk.

He breathed heavily, waiting for his sight to stop swimming. When he could focus better, he looked around, seeing two people stood by his bed. Mikey and his Mom. Gerard stared in shock. This wasn't the Mikey he was used to. Rather... it was the one he used to know.

How long had he been out cold? He began to panic. Was this just a dream, or a nightmare? Was this reality? It felt so real, but his senses were so nullified that he could barely tell the difference.

"...ard?" He heard Mikey say in a raspy voice before he drifted off again.

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"Oh... guys... he's waking up!" Frank beamed. Mikey rushed over with coffee. Gerard groaned, his eyes peeling open. He felt a lot better than when he'd woken up last time.

"Ugh..." Gerard whined. Frank giggled.

"Careful. You might feel a bit shitty."

"You're telling me. I feel better than when I last woke up, though."

Frank frowned. "Huh? You haven't woken up until now. You've been out cold for a couple hours."

Gerard hummed. "So that was a dream. I woke up in hospital and the old Mikey... you know, from the other world... he was there. He said my name. And then I blacked out again."

Frank cocked his head. "Interesting dream."

"Yeah. It felt so real though."

Mikey bit his lip. "We should look into all this. The doctors say you're fine, and they're completely stumped as to why this keep happening. But I worked out that it often happens after something bad has happened or while something bad has happened, or something that upsets you personally - but not every time."

Gerard nodded. "Yeah... that's true."

Mikey sighed. "Let's focus our efforts on this from now on. It's affecting our daily lives a lot and it needs to stop, if it can at all."

Gerard dipped his head, running a hand through his hair. "Alright. I just wish there were some kind of clue to help."

Before anyone could say anything, the door creaked. Gerard looked over groggily and gasped.

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Hey guys. This is just a random update. I dunno if there'll be another update anytime soon. Sorry. :(

About the story - you may notice there are a lot of time lapses. That will be the nature of this fanfic. It will be spread across many years. I'm sorry if that annoys anyone but unless there's a plot thread I want to focus on in one time frame then parts will often be in different times, but I will always write about what has happened between time.