Disclaimer: I don't own Bob Bryar or any part of My Chemical Romance. I assure you that this story is completely fictional. This is my own work from my head. Not a copy of someone else's.

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"C'mon!" Bob urged Christina as they ran to the car.

"Where are we going?" she shouted from far behind him.

"You'll see when we get there just hurry, hun."

Every since they met and started dating a year ago he had always been this way. He always wanted things to be a surprise for her. She slipped into the car and as soon as the door was shut he wheeled off. She slide over to Bob with a smile. It wasn't a surprise this time, at least not any more. She figured out what he was up to.

She decided to tease him until he pulled over for their fun. "I'm gonna have you know but as soon as we stop... I'm all yours captain." she whispered into his ear. She noticed him speed up a little as she sucked on his neck. She could tell he was ready for this. One because they hadn't seen each other for a whole month now and two it was almost a impossible to not notice the large bulge in his jeans.

He pulled over in the next few minutes. As soon as the keys were thrown on the dashboard he was pushing her down to the seat and had her in a lip lock. He pulled her shirt of in an anxiuos manor. "oh," he gasped "Someone forgot her bra today!" He dove his hands onto her chest like a kid after candy. He groped away like there was no tomorrow. He pulled away for breath from their kiss.

"Bob...More" Christina choked. He obeyed by shoving his hand between her legs. He felt around until he reached the zipper on her jeans. Under two and a half minutes her pants were on the floor of the car. Bob stradled himself over her and kept their lips locked as he pulled off his pants, exposing his Batman boxers. In a flash those were down on the floor with the rest of the clothes. The only thing left was Christina's black lacey underwear. He took those of, because of course he couldn't waste anytime.

Soon they were both buck-naked in a back alley somewhere in Chicago in his car. He took a deep breath and started his way into Christina. She breathed at the feeling. the harder and farther he went the heavier she breathed. The breathing turned into moans and finally as they both reached their peak she screamed his name in ecstacy. He released his contents in her and fell limp on top of her.

"Wow,Bobby Baby" she exclaimed.

"I missed you," he cooed and kissed her again, then sat up. Christina reached for her shirt.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what do you think you're doing. I'm not done with you yet." He smirked. "Turn around, Chrissy." Before she obeyed she got a glimpse of his very engorged member.

"It just can't rest for a moment can it?" she thought. His fingers slipped into her ass hitting a tender spot. She moaned.

"Here we go darling." he reassured. He pushed his way in and out, over and over again. Christina moaned and gripped at the seat. Her eyes rolled back into her head. Bob yelled out oh's and uh's as he reached his peak much quicker this time. He moaned loadly which corrupted with one of Christina's. He threw his head back and let all of him self go. He finished his release and fell back against the door.

Christina turned over and smiled at him. She slide over to him and kissed him passionatly. "Easy partner" he said. "You don't wanna make me hard again cause I don't have the energy to fuck again right now."

She trough his boxers at him. "Get dressed horn dog" she ordered. "I'm so glad your home."

"Me too, Boo" he responded. "I gotta give my mother a visit now though, she's gonna wonder where I am."

"I didn't know you had a curfew." Christina teased as she pulled on here jeans. He grabbed her and kissed her again. "How's my hair?"

"Why?" Bob asked.

"Well because I really don't want your mother to know that we are late cause we pulled over to have sex!"

"Oh in that case you might wanna run a comb through it. What about me?"

"Here" she said sliding close to him. She sculpted it back to it's normal point. "There we go." she smiled and kissed him.

He pulled out of the alley and headed to his parents house.

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"Bobby!" his mom yelled as he entered the house. She hugged and kissed him, then greeted Christina with a hug. Come in hun, go see your father.

"How is he?" Bob asked softly.

She looked down. "He's just getting worse." she whispered. Bob hugged her and tried to comfort her. "He doesn't talk. The doctors say he's in a coma, and they aren't sure how long he'll last." Tears were streaming down here face. He wiped them away and kissed her cheek.

"We won't think about his times up until it is." he whispered.

Once she was calmed down she managed to get out "Go up, he's not awake but I know he can feel the presence." Bob nodded.

He walked towards the stairs as Christina grabbed his hand and followed. The headed up the stairs and down the hall. Slowly he walked into the open door to his father's room. "Maybe I should leave you alone" Christina whispered. Bob nodded. She walked out in to hall and stood back to just watch.

"Hi, Dad. I'm... I'm home." Bob mumbled. He pulled the chair in the corner up to the bed and sat down. "So I've missed being home...It's good to be home and see you and mom and Chris." He paused for a very long silence.

As Christina watched in the hall tears rolled down her cheeks. A very pouty Mrs. Bryar came up beside here and put her arm around her as the watched Bob interact with his almost lifeless father.

"Dad" he went on "I know you can't here me but I just wanted to say that I love you." He gulped and took his hand. He smiled slightly. The thoughts of all the times this hand was here with him to help him. This hand taught him many of the things he knew. It pulled him up when he fell and now as he looked at it, so lifeless and weak, he wished it would for one last time grip his. "I-I guess I'll just see you later dad." he ended and put down his hand. He stopped and looked at him. Mrs. Bryar walked in and put her arm around him as she lead him out.

Christina gripped on his hand as his mom let go. Everything was silent. He put his arm around Chris and they walked downstairs. The three of them went to the living room. "I hate to ask but will the both of you stay with me this weekend?" his mom asked.

"Ahh... sure Ma." Bob mumbled.

"Oh thank you" she burst. "I've been so lonely since..." she trailed out. "Well I'll let you get your things around."

"We'll be back in a little while mom." he said. "As soon as Chris has her stuff togther we'll be right over."

"Take your time darlin'!" she said with a wave good bye. When they reached the car Christina thought it best not to mention anything about his father. She knew it was hard enough just having the thought. Since the day his dad was diagnosed with heart cancer Bob was always quiet about him but never seemed to show his emotions.

Bob pulled out of the driveway and headed to they're house.

They were there in minutes. Bob entered to the sweet smell of the vanilla candles she always burned. He felt at home. "I'll pack fast." Christina said. She ran upstairs to their bedroom. In the corner were a stack of Bob's boxes he never got unpacked. They had moved here four month's ago and he wasn't home much.

Christina packed a bag of clothes and got her hygienic things. She went to the bedroom to put them in her bag and to her surprise Bob was lying on the bed with his eyes shut. He was sleeping like a baby. She hated to wake him but she knew his mother was waiting for them.

She went to the phone and dialed Mrs. Bryar's number. "Hi" she said this is Christina... Bob fell asleep and I know how tired he must be and really hate to wake him" she explained.

"Oh that's fine, besides Bob's aunt is her she said she'd stay with me so you don't have to bother coming back over tonight." she recalled. "Alright, that'll be fine, Bye."

"Bye"

Christina unpacked her things and crawled into bed next to Bob. She snuggled up to his chest lightly as not to wake him.

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Bob woke up and looked at the glowing red number's on the clock. In the darkness it read 10:18. "Oh, shit!" he said. "I'm supposed to be at my mom's."

He sat up and so did Christina. "Chris, do you have your stuff packed? We gotta go." She explained the situation and that calmed him down much more. He laid down and almost instantly was asleep again. Christina did the same thing.

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Bob woke up first that morning. He smiled as he saw his sleeping beauty. She was perfect he thought. The perfect dirty blonde hair and the best curves he'd ever seen. He decided to wrap his arm around her and lay with her until she woke up. He was only this way for about ten minutes until she rolled over and greeted him with a smile and a yawn. Bob kissed her soft pink lips. "Morning Baby" she murmured.

Bob moved in for what he wanted. They shared a long tongue fulfilled kiss. He got off the bed and took off his jeans. "Oh, hunny. I'm really not in the mood right now. Can it wait til later." Chris whined.

"Yes I hope there will be a later, and I'm just gonna lounge around for a while. I'm not trying to get fresh with you." he explained. "Unless this counts" he said pulling her in for another kiss." She just smiled.

"I'm gonna get a shower babe." said. They both parted. Christina went to the bathroom and Bob went downstairs to watch cartoons.

After a half hour of Spongebob Chris came downstairs and sat beside him. She laid her head on his shoulder. He breathed in the scent of her tropical shampoo. He closed his eyes and embraced it. He gave her a kiss and tore off his shirt. "I guess I'm gonna go get clean." he announced.

"Alright Bobby Baby" Christina said kissing him again. As he went upstairs she turned of the tv and headed for the kitchen to fix breakfast. She fried up a plate of pancakes. Bob came down a little while later just as she was finishing setting the table. "Smells good Chrissy" he purred in her ear. She turned and kissed him again. He pulled away sooner then usual. "We gotta save that for dessert." he joked. They both sat down and ate their fill. "It's nice to have a home cooked meal." he sighed. "Can't wait to see what mom's got cooking for supper. Aunt June and she are the best cooks ever, besides you," he smiled at Chris.

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Later that day the two love birds we're walking into the Bryar household again. They were greeted by identicle elderly women. "This is Aunt June, Chris." he introduced. We hugged and Bob and I headed in. The supper table was set.

"Come sit," his mom called. "Your just in time for supper."

They obeyed and took their seats beside each other. The meal consisted of steak, mashed potatos, green beans, rolls, and apple pie for dessert. Bob, in a very satisfied way, leaned back in his chair as he finished his pie. "That was great" he said getting up and placing a kiss on his mom and aunt's cheeks. They both thanked him for the complement.

That night a card game went on. For the fun of it, all of them played bull, poker, and an assortment of other games. At about eleven o clock, Bob said he wanted to say good bye to his dad before he left. He walked upstairs. The three women stayed in the hall.

"Hi dad" he greeted again nervously. He didn't say much but he got on his knees beside the bed and took his dad's hand. He looked at it for a while then he noticed something. His dad's fingers were twitching. He looked at his face. His eyes looked like they were cracked open. "Dad?" he whispered. The next incident brought him to tears. Finally he was able to cry.

This incident was when he was looking at his father he noticed his lips mouthing something. What he made out was he was mouthing his name. "Dad I love you" he sobbed over again. Finally his father stopped moving. His hand jerked and he was still. Nothing happened. Then Bob realized what had happened. His father had died right in front of his eyes, in his hands. He cried and the three women came to his side. His mother got down next to him and held him.

"He's-" he sobbed.

"I know baby, I know." she whimpered.

June and Christina cried with each other until Christina had a chance to be with him. They hugged and cried. She dried Bob's tears and held him trying to calm him down by rubbing his back.

He got the strength to get up and leave the room. His mother stayed in the room with her husband. Bob told her his goodbyes. Then he said them to June. She hugged him and whispered "I'll take care of calling the funeral service. You just make sure you can be off." Bob nodded and parted.

When the two were in the car, he sat silent. Christina comforted him the best she could. They got home and she held Bob as he cried himself to sleep that night.

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Bob had the next four days off to be with family. The rest of the band understood. Christina stayed at his side through the next days. He never cried at the funeral but everyone could see the sadness in his eyes. I guess that night was the night some one finally broke into Bob and released his emotions. But now that person was gone and it would be a while before someone broke Bob again.