Please... Plus Kaniini - One shot

Pairing: Vam, Mige/Dunn
Summary: Bam had never begged before, and it was this that made the man in of him relent, and give him what he wanted.
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: About as real as Britneys sanity!
Warning: Tissues needed, and summarys can be misleading.
IMPORTANT NOTE: My laptop is still full of problems, and so, my word spellcheck is still not working, and my internet is slow. It took half an hour just to post this, so please don't pick on my spelling/grammer mistakes. I really can't help it. Hidden will return once the bugs are sorted...I want it to be perfect for you!

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Blue lights flashed, uluminating the dark street, casting a eerie glow over the scene, going in and out of focus in time with the light. The noise was deafening, screams, sirens and shout's, each drowning out the other, making nothing clear. No one had seen what had happened, unless you count the victims, but they were in no state to say anything. Two in each car, three of them dead, and the other..? He was as close to death as you could get while still being alive, concious and fully aware of the pain he was in.

His name was Ville Valo, and he and his band mate, Mige, had been driving to West Chester to see Bam. Well, for Ville to see Bam, Mige was a lot more intrested in one Ryan Dunn. But that was another story altogether.

The other car? Well, what else do you expect on Prom night? A teenage couple, desprate for each other. So desprate, things in the car got heated, and they didn't notice the car slipping into the wrong lane, not untill it was too late. They had enough time to scream, to know they were going to die and grab each others hand, but not enough to save themselves, nor the people in the other car.

Mige had tried to turn in time, to move aside and let death fail in claiming more victims, but, almost the second the car had turned, the other car hit it full on. Mige had turned right, and so the Teenagers car had plowed straight into the drivers door, killing Mige in an instant, his eyes lighting up in the beam of the headlights, making them look alive for a few seconds more. The young couple had not been wearing belts, and so were flung through their windshield, high into the air, and crashing down to the ground, to their deaths. Ville had been lucky, as lucky as you could get in such a situation. He had been wearing his belt, but the force of a 4x4 hitting a convertable, was enough to keep Ville trapped and dying in the twisted frame of the rental car. He felt something penetrate his skin, just below the tattooed eyes on his back, during the crash. And it had gone deep, he could feel that, feel it so much that he couldn't help but scream out in pain.

The police had to hold back the sobbing crowd. By chance a HIM fan had found the scene, and news had spread fast that two of the bands founding memebers - including the lead singer - had become victims in a horrific and senseless car crash. They had arrived at the scene in drips and drabs, not wanting to believe the truth untill they had seen it for themselves, and when they had..? Well, their screams were enough to match Villes cries of pain.

The firemen worked quickly, they needed to get Ville out of the car as soon as possible is there was any chance he was to be saved.

"Mige!" He had cried as they had begun their work, "MIGE! Where is he! Please tell me he's okay! Please..." Ville was desprate to know if his friend was okay, and he asked again and again, not stopping untill he recived an answer, not knowing it was a lie.

"He should be fine, hes on his way to the hospital now," A reassuring voice had told him. In truth however, as Ville was being cut free, Mige was lying on the ground next to the wreakage, being covered in a white sheet...

"Let me through! Let me the fuck through!" A voice had rung out through the crowd, just loud enough to catch the attention of those around him. It was Bam, and not far behind him, Ryan. He shoved aside the onlookers, the grieving fans, desprate to reach the front, to see for himself what was going on.

"I SAID LET ME THE FUCK THROUGH!" He screamed, and those around him moved away in shock, some in fear. He looked ready to kill.

"BAM! Wait for me!" Ryan had called after him, having to run to keep up. "Bam...what if he's...if he's...dead." Ryan was whispering now, almost too afraid to say it out loud, in case it made it true. Bam looked back at him, and saw his eyes awash with tears. The site alone allowing his own to fall freely.

***

"Ryan, will you calm the fuck down! They aren't meant to be here for another hour!" Bam cried at the pacing man. But he couldn't help but laugh. Ryan was waiting for Mige, his boyfriend of he last two years. Tonight, he was going to propose, and all he wanted was for everything to go as planned.

Bam on the other hand, was calm. He had been with Ville for 6 years, married to him for 4! He had no reason to be nervous! He was simply looking forward to getting laid!

An hour passed, then two, and soon, Bam found himself pacing along with his friend. Where were Mige and Ville? And why were they an hour late?

"Traffic!" Bam had said, stopping so suddenly, Ryan had walked right into him.

"What?" Ryan asked, looked lost.

"Its obvious! They're stuck in traffic! Its prom night, the roads are going to be filled with limos and cars!" Ryan wasn't sure, even if it was prom night, he was sure there weren't that many cars on the road tonight.

"What if theres been an a-" But Ryan didn't get to finish, Bams 'Funeral of hearts' ringtone interrupted him. Ryan bit his lip nervously, looking at the phone as if it were about to jump up and bite him.

"Villes number! See! He's calling to say where he is!" Bam had cried, beaming, not wanting to admit he had been thinking the same as Ryan, not wanting to admit he was scared.

"Mr Margera?" An unfamiliar voice. Bam lost his own, nodded, unaware that the man on the other end of the phone couldn't see him. "Brandon Margera?" Bam shook away his shock long enough to answer. "Theres been a crash, your husband was involved..." The rest of his words were masked by Bams scream of horror.

"VILLE! NO! NOT VILLE...PLEASE...." He screamed at the caller. Ryan went white at Bams words, what about Mige... Bams screams paused as the voice on the other end heightened, Bams face relaxed slightly, his voice calmed but it still shook with fear. "Hes alive! Oh god...Where...? Ok, I'll be right there," Before he could push the red button, Ryan had grabbed his phone,

"MIGE! WHAT ABOUT MIGE! HE WAS WITH HIM!" But the caller had hung up. "What happened? Where are they?" Bam tried to smile at him, but failed.

"Not far, about a mile...theres been a crash..." His voice was shaking, because, although he knew Ville was alive, thats all he knew. How bad was Ville? And what about Mige? "H-he s-said Ville was ali-alive...b-but he didnt s-say...he d-didnt mention M...Mige..." Bam was crying now, he was scared, what if Ville was dying! What if Mige was dead?

***

"SIR! You can't come past this barrier...SIR!" A police officer was trying to stop Bam passing through, making Bam frustrated, angry, and, worst of all, scared. If he wasn't allowed past, what was beyond his line of vesion?

"Thats my husband!" Bams voice was loud and shrill, filled with fear. The officer shook his head, he knew Bam was Villes husband, but he wasn't ready to deal with Bam's reaction to the site of his mangled, broken husband. "Please..." Bam was begging now, his eyes wide, filling with tears that dripped down his face, and that were quickly replaced by more. The officer had met Bam on many occasions, and he had never begged, always yelled and raged. It was such a shock to the officer, that he stepped aside without thinking. Ryan Dunn followed, but the officer didn't have the heart to stop him.

"VILLE?" Bam cried, running towards the crash, seeing on his way, 3 bodies, covered by sheets. Was one of them Ville? Or Maybe Mige? He hoped they were all from the other car. "VILLE?" His voice was more desprate this time, fear lacing his words.

"B-Bam..." It was a whisper, not even that, but Bam heard it. He turned towards the crushed convertable and gasped. Ville was pressed up against the door, trapped by his seat and the roof. He was however, able to hold out a hand through what was the window. The firemen cutting through the car allowed Bam to hold it, knowing it was probally keeping the man inside alive. "I-I'm...scared..." Villes voice was louder now that Bam was close, clearer. The sounds around him no longer hiding the pain it reveled.

"I know baby, I know, but the firemen are almost through...you're almost free!" Bam whispered, not wanting the firemen to hear the emotion in his voice. He was Bam Margera, he didn't have emotions in public! He was right however, the firemen had freed the roof, and were pulling it off. "See baby, your gonna be ok..."

"Something...i-in my ba-back..." Ville whispered, and regreted it almost straight away. Bams eyes had widened, he was scared...

***
"MIGE?" Ryan called, watching Bam run towards Ville. He was terrified, Bam would say if Mige was there too...right? There were three bodies, covered by sheets, on the ground around him. He hoped and prayed they weren't his Mige...they couldn't be! He wanted to propose....

"MIGE? HONEY PLEASE!" Ryan was crying now. "ANSWER ME MIGE! PLEASE, LET ME KNOW YOU'RE OK!" Ryan was desprate now, and he approched the closest white sheet. Barely able to see it, he had to move close, holding his breath as he did so. He sighed in relief however, when it became obvious there was a woman beneath the sheet. Carefully, he approced the next one, only a few feet away. It was a man, but was it Mige? He couldn't tell. "Just get closer!" he thought despratly. "It won't be Mige...it can't be!" Another sigh of relief followed, a hand was poking out. On the ring finger, was what Ryan knew to be the seniors 'class ring' at the local highschool. It wasn't Mige! But there was still one body left...

***

"Ok Ville, we're going to cut at the piece of metal in your back, its small so it shouldn't take more than a few seconds. I have to ask you to stay as still as possible while we do this, we don't wasnt to cut you, ok, you understand?" A fireman was talking, but Ville couldn't see him. Only Bam. Bam gave him a reasurring nod and smile.

"See, it's only small..." He muttered, giving Ville a weak grin, and a squeese of the hand. Ville too, found the strength to smile, and reasurred the fireman that he would indeed, stay still. Ville didn't feel them cutting at the metal, but he was fully aware of when they were done, he could move!

"Ok Ville, we're going to get you ok now, but we have to be careful, if we move that piece of metal out, you could bleed to death, if it goes in any further, it could punture a major organ." The fireman was calm, he did this sort of thing everyday, but his words scared Ville, who immediatly started shaking.

"Bam?" Villes voice was shaking, his body trembling. So much could go wrong in the next few seconds, it was almost unreal. Bam looked at the floor, bit down on his lip and sniffed, before returning his gaze to Villes.

"Ville, these guys know what they are doing, I trust them,.." He whispered, loud enough for the firemen to hear, as though to encourage them. Ville smiled slightly, nodded. Bam gave his hand one last squeese, and stepped back, watched as the firemen slowly pulled Ville from the car.

***

Ryan couldn't move, just couldn't bring himself to walk towards the last sheet. He didn't know why, approacing the others had been, although hard, not impossible. But it seemed going to this last one was.

"Please don't be you Mige! Please let you be at the hospital..." Ryan muttered, trying to give himself the confidence to step forward. A few deep breaths later, and he did. He closed his eyes as he got close, stopped, and took a few more deep breaths. "Just look...get it over with..." He thought to himself. He had to look, and he knew it. He had to know if it was Mige, the pain of not knowing what had happened was too much. He opened his eyes, glanced down, his gaze fell upon the sheet, but before he could work out who was under it, someone appeared behind him.

"Mr Dunn?" He didn't reply, the tone of the mans voice was enough to tell him something was wrong. "Mr Dunn?" Still, he didn't reply, despite hearing the man take a few steps towards him. "I know your Ryan Dunn, I've seen you on TV... look, come with me, please!" The man was pleading with him now, yet Dunn could not tear his gaze from the sheet, nor could he answer. Instead, he stepped forward, bent down, and tugged at the sheet...

***

Bam gripped Villes hand tightly, his husband was screaming out in pain, but there was nothing he could to. They were however, speeding towards the hospital, so at the very least, Bam could reassure Ville of that.

"Not long now Ville, just a few more minutes and you'll be on the operating table! Everythings going to be OK..." He said, almost yelling over the ambulances sirens. Ville cried out again, even the slightest movment caused him pain. He was lying on his front, but his chest and stomach were tender and bruised from the impact against the jammed car door.

"Make t-them h-h-hurry Bammie...I can't t-take it a-anymore..." Ville tightened his grasp as he spoke, proving to Bam how much pain he was in. The ambulance stopped before Bam answered, the doors wretched open. They were at the hospital. Bam kissed Villes forhead as he was lowered out.

"See, its going to be ok Willa...its going to be fine..." They were inside now, Bam running alongside Villes strecher, still holding his hand.

"Sir, you can't go any further, I'm sorry doctors only..." A doctor had stood infront of Bam, preventing him from moving forward. Bam nodded.

"Can we have a second, just to say...goodbye...in case..." Bam had lowered his voice to barely a whisper, he didnt want Ville to hear him. The doctor nodded, but told him to be quick.

"Bammie, I love you." Ville whispered, as Bam moved his face closer so they could talk in secret.

"I love you too babe, promise me you'll make it..." Bam was crying now, silent tears that were soaking the shoulder of Villes tattered shirt.

"I promise...Bam, your the best thing thats ever happened to me..." Bam nodded, wiped his eyes and kissed Villes lips, possibly for the last time.

"And you to me, I'm going to be out here, waiting for you....I love you..." Ville was being wheeled away now, but he was able to cry out that he loved Bam too, before the doors to the theatre shut, cutting them off from each other. Bam slumped to the floor, unable to control his pain any longer. He sobbed his heart out at the thought he may never see Ville alive again.

***

"Oh God..." Ryan whispered. He collapsed to his knees in shock as the reality of what was before him clouded his brain with grief. "Mige...you dead..." Tears spilled fom his eyes as he cried out into the night, looking down at his lovers body. He took Miges hand, but it was cold. His eyes, although open, were staring straight up, looking at nothing, yet full of the fear he felt when he died.

"Ryan..?" The man behind him spoke again, unsure of what to do, frozen as a reaction to Ryans grief. "I'm sorry, he was dead before we got here...before anyone got here! He would have died straight away...there would have been no p-"

"NO PAIN! NO FUCKING PAIN! LOOK AT HIS FACE.,..LOOK AT IT!" Ryan was on his feet now, pointing at his lover, his eyes fixed on the man behind him - a blonde haired, blue eyed police officer - "HE DIED IN PAIN BECAUSE HE WAS SCARED! SCARED FOR HIS LIFE! SO DONT YOU DARE TRY TO TELL ME HE DIDNT SUFFER! AND I WASNT HERE FOR HIM...I WASNT HERE!" And with that, Ryan fell to his knees, hugging Miges body close to him as he sobbed his heart out. "I'm s-sorry Mige...s-so sorry b-baby..." Ryan kissed the dead mans cheek gently. "I love you Mige." and with that, he grasped his lovers cold hand, kissed the fingers gently, like he did when he was alive. Slowly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box, opened it, and removed the small silver band from inside. "I know you would have said yes..." He slipped the ring onto Miges left ring finger, kissed his lips softly. Ryans body shook with sobs as he lay down next to his lover, he held the dead man in his arms, every now and then, kissing his hair softly. He couldn't bare to be parted from the man he loved, even if he was dead...

Ryan never once thought about what he was doing, he just did it, as if he were programmed too. No one saw him, or, at the very least, no one stopped him. Maybe they knew there was no stopping him. He was acting like a man possesed, screaming and crying, paying no one any attention, searching frantically for something. But what? No one knew, not even Ryan it seemed. He picked up various items, examined them for a few seconds, before throwing them aside as if the were use less. Well, to him it seemed, they were.

Finally, it seemed that Ryan had found what he was looking for. It was a large piece of glass, jagged and pointed, obviously part of the window the teenagers had been thrown through. "I'll be with you soon Mige..." He thought to himself. He returned to the body, again layed himself down next to it. "We'll be together again soon." He whispered into the dead mans ear. He took Miges hand, kissed it one last time, and with that, plunged the glass into his already broken heart...

His screams got the attention of everyone around him...but there was no saving him. He died he second he knew his Mige was dead.

Ryan could hear people screaming, rushing towards him as he went limp. But he didn't care, all he was worried about was what he could see. Mige waiting for him, beaming with arms wide open...

***

Bam watched his sleeping husband, a smile playing on his lips. Ville had made it! OK, the doctors had told him Ville may never walk again, but all Bam cared about was the fact that his Ville was alive. He wished however, that the doctors had not given him the task of telling Ville that Mige was dead, after all, from what he was told, Ville believed that his friend had gone to the hospital before him, as far as Ville was concerned, he believed Mige was OK. Bam knew it was going to break his heart, and he dreaded telling him.

"Mr Margera?" A police officer was at the door, Bam turned to face him, and knew by the grim expression on his face that the news wasn't good. He nodded, not wanting to open his mouth for fear he might be sick. "I need you to identify a body...well, I need you to identify two," Bam looked at the officer confussed. He couldn't for the life of him understand. Why bother identifying Miges body, didn't they want Ryan to do that? Sure, it would be hard on the man, but it was Ryan who knew him best! And the second body? He thought there were teenagers in the next car! He didn't know any teenagers!

"OK, but can I ask who you think they belong to?" The officers eyes widened slightly as he looked down at his clipboard. He nodded slightly as he did so.

"Mikko Paananen and Ryan Dunn,"

"Ryan..." Bam looked up at the officer, wide eyes awash with tears. The officer nodded.

"Suicide victim. Look..." He paused slightly as the skater broke down. "If you don't want to...if you can't..." But the sobbing man shook his head.

"No, I'll do it...don't want to put Mrs Dunn through that. And Mikkos family aren't even in the country..." He stood, but paused. "Can someone come and tell me if Ville wakes..." He asked a passing nurse. After reassuring Bam that it would be at least an hour before the anestetic would wear off, he followed the officer to the morge.

***

Bam gave a half-hearted nod, yes shiniing.

"Yeah...Thats Mikko..." He whispered, his voice hoarse as he faught to control his grief. His emotions however, were impossible to control as the courner pulled back the sheet on the second body. It was Ryan. Again Bam nodded, confirming that the man in front of them was the man the police believed it was, but this time, he simply slumped to the floor, before bursting into loud, uncontrolable sobs. His best friend, the man who had been with him through everything - from being the first person to confide in when he relised he was gay, to the man who stood beside him as he married Ville - was dead, gone, and he wasn't coming back.

"Mr Margera, I'm sorry, theres was nothing we could do. No one saw him untill it was too late." Said the police officer, reffering of course, to Ryan. Bam of course, aleady knowing that Mige died before anyone arrived at the scene.

"No, its OK. I should have known...as soon as you told me Mige was dead...that Ryan would do something like this. That man was his whole life. I mean, his ex won't even let him see the kids anymore because hes gay! Mige was all he had..." Bam was able to calm himself somewhat, and left the morge with the police officer. They seperated as Bam returned to Villes ward, and the officer hurried towards Mrs Dunn, who had rushed into the corridor at that moment, screaming so loudly, that those close couldn't help but look up.

"MY SON! PLEASE TELL ME ITS NOT TRUE! PLEASE TELL ME MY BABY BOYS OK..." It broke Bams heart to watch her, the woman he'd considered a second mother, collapse on the floor, screaming out in emotional agony, as the police officer confirmed that her son had indeed, passed away.

"NO! Not my Ryan...my baby boy...he's gone..." The 'no' was prolonged, loud, and agonising to hear. The sound of a mothers heart breaking, but the words that followed were whispered, as if she were trying to tell herself that her son was dead, she seemed unable to believe that Ryan was gone.

Yet again tears sprang to Bams eyes, but he didn't let them fall, he didn't want to alarm Ville when he awoke. It was hard however, to remain calm and free of the heartache that was battling for release inside him, for he knew that there was still pain to come. He had to inform Ville that Mige and Ryan were dead, and that was going to break his heart more than watching Ryans mothers demise into the emotional hell that was knowing that she would never see her only child alive again...

***

Ville awoke, after what felt like a long sleep. He did not, however, feel refreshed and awake, only scared and lost, as if he were still trapped in the frame of the car, feeling his life slip away from him, steadily draining away like a leaking bottle. Only, the leak in the bottle was half way up, and Ville had survived.

He panicked slightly as he saw nothing but darkness around him, not knowing where he was, not knowing what had happened since his eyes were last open. He found himself whimpering, although he was not aware of it untill Bam had grasped hold of him, shaking him back to reality.

"Ville, baby, its ok! You're alive, you're in hospital!" His voice was calm, soothing, and so Ville settled himself back on his pillows, all the while looking up at Bam, as though expecting the skater to inform him of what was going on. He said nothing of the sort,

"Oh god Willa, I thought I lost you...I got a call...they said you'd crashed...a-and...a-a-and..." But Bam was unable to finish, instead, he took a deep, shuddering breath, wiped his eyes, before turning his gaze back to Ville. "But you're alive, its ok! Everythings going to be f-"

"Wheres Mige?" Ville questioned, his voice weak and hoarse as he tried not to imagine the worst. The reaction of his husband however, confirmed what he had feared... Bams eye's had widened, he had opened his mouth to speak, letting out a small, unclear sqeak, before shutting it again, his eyes now shinning. He tried again in vain to say something, anything, to Ville, but it was a lost cause, so he simply shook his head.

"B-but...they told me he was ok! They t-t-told me h-he was h-h-here..." Ville was shaking his head as he talked,almost to fast for Bam to understand him.

"Willa...Baby, he's gone...He died straight away, there was nothing they could have done..." Bam said this all with barely a pause, wanting to get it out in the open as quickly as possible, hoping it would ease the mind-numbing pain. Nothing of course, would ease the grief he felt, only time, time that right now, Bam didn't have. Ville didn't answer Bam, he simply sat and stared into space, his face empty off all emotion, save for a few solitary tears dripping down his face and a trembling lip. After what seemed like an etenity of silence, Ville sniffed, wiped his eyes and spoke, not daring to look at Bam, knowing that if he did, he would break down entierly, with little chance of recovery.

"His was my best friend..." He paused again, wanting to say what he had to say, before he let grief ingulf him like a cancerous tumour, spreading its way dangerously through his body. "The last thing he said to me...right before we saw the car...was that he was so happy with his life, with Ryan, with the band...the last thing I remember about him, was his scream as light filled our car...then everything went black, and I was cold and alone, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. I was numb to the pain, I just waited. Then I heard a woman scream, and everything hurt, I was in agony, and I was screaming too...but Mige wasn't, and I knew he must be...but I wanted to believe that he was ok..." Ville paused again, drew in a shaky breathe, before he finally looked Bam in the eyes, "How did Ryan..." But he didn't need to finish, Bam knew what he was going to say and shook his head, his voice now hoarse, as if he were fighting a million emotions at once, just to get his words out.

"He came with me...but he found Miges body...H-he grabbed s-s-some glass, and h-he...h-he stabbed h-h-himself in the h-heart..." At this final word, Bam slumped out of the chair and onto his knees. At last, he was releasing the grief from within, and he sobbed, his head in his hands, his face soaked with tears. Ville too broke down, his sobs matching Bams, his eyes flowing with tears, like waterfalls, falling into a pool of grief in an indent in his sheets. Ville wanted to hold Bam, and for Bam to hold him, so together, they could cry away the pain, at least for a little while. He tried to swing his legs over the bed, but they wouldn't move. His horror shocked his tears away, and he turned to Bam, still sobbing on the floor, looking for an answer, but knowing in his heart that he knew it already,

"Bammie..." Bam appeared not to have heard him, for he did not look up, in fact, he continued to cry as though unaffected by his husbands fearful plead. "Bammie..." Louder this time, his voice laced with panic. Bam looked up at the singer, meeting his gaze just long enough to hear what Ville had to say. "I can't move my legs..."

"Ville, I'm sorry...you're never going to walk again..." As he talked, Bam had moved so he was sitting on the bed next to Ville, and, as soon as he had sat down, Ville had clung to him, continuing to sob before Bam had even finished his answer. Bam too, clung to his husband, and burst into fresh floods of tears. It was all he could do, all he wanted to do, and he was sure Ville felt the same...

***

Ryan and Mige were buried side by side, their family and friends knowing that they wouldn't want to be apart, not even in death. Their funeral was Villes first outing since the accident, and he was wheeled along by Bam, who was shaking the entire time. Neither of them said anything to anyone during the service, only talking when they gave speeches about the lost lovers, crying silently as they did so. Miges mother had asked Ville to sing at the funeral, and he chose 'Join me' for he felt it reflected Mige and Ryans end to life perfectly. As their coffins were lowered into the ground, Ville sang his heart out, not daring to open his eyes once, not wanting to look at his friends final resting place, untill he and Bam could be alone with their grief.

"Won't you die tonight for love? And baby, join me in death..."

Ville and Bam waited, while all the others drifted away, as the graves were filled in. Wanting to be alone, but together, when they said their final goodbyes, and it wasn't untill they were the only ones left, that they allowed themselves to cry, to grief...

"I'm gonna miss you Ryan...all I have left of you are memories...pulling pranks on Vito, paintballing, four-wheeling, even school! But, I know your happy where you are, I know your destiny lies beyond life, its with Mige, in a world beyond this one, and I can only hope its everything you've ever wished for..." Bam had kneeled infront of Ryans grave, whispered his words. He placed on the freshly dug earth, three things, knowing that, wherever Ryan was, they would make him smile. A picture of the two of them when they were teenagers, laughing and fighting - a reflection of their on-going friendship, a wreath of flowers in the shape of their much-used paintball guns, and finally, a pair of dog tags...the first christmas present that Bam had ever given Ryan, roughly engraved with the words 'friends untill death' Bam kissed it before he let it go, before smiling, and stating simply "And beyond it buddy..."

Ville, at the same time, lent forward in his chair, getting as close to Miges resting place as possible. "You know, the first thing you said to me when you started dating Ryan, was that you knew you were going to be with him for the rest of your life. How well predicted my darling, you got your wish, but oh in what bittersweet circumstances. Who would have guessed that 'The rest of your life...' would span over only 2 short years... But this is not the time for that sweetheart, I've come to say goodbye, you know if I don't, I'll keep it bottled up...and you know what I'm like when I do that!" Ville paused, let out a light hearted chuckle. "If anything, I'm glad to know you died happy, if too soon, and your with the man you love, wherever that might be." Ville paused again, taking the chance to lean his presious, and much admired 'Rambo' bass guitar against the small mound of earth that was Miges grave. "For you Kulta, I know how much you loved it..." He smiled at the idea of presenting it to Mige, who was alive and well, beaming at the sight of one of Villes most prized instruments. He would never take it, not alive, no matter how much he wanted it. "I can only hope that your death, and the life beyond it, is as fufilling as the one you lived. Goodbye Mikko, untill death lets us meet once again..." And with that, he threw a solitary rose onto the ground...

Bam rejoined Ville, and together, they watched the sunset over the graveyard, crying as they did so, letting the pain out, and the future in...

They found Miges will, it said that, should he die while HIM was still going, he wanted them to continue without him, with Ville playing bass. Ville kept to his wish, and the band continued for years to come, Ville learning to walk again, just so he could play as Mige did...running around on stage, a smile on his lips...

Ryans will was never found, but Bam made a point of not letting his sons forget their father. He knew thats what Ryan would have wanted. He loved those boys, and it tore him apart when he wasn't allowed to see them.

And Ville never played 'Join Me' again, it would remain for eternity, Mige and Ryans song.


Like I said, I KNOW there is a lot of spelling/grammer mistakes, but I really cant help it! It bugs be so much that its full of mistakes, but it bugs me more knowing its finished and you can't read it!

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