The day dawned bright and sunny and Odessa stretched out her arms as she finally seemed to feel motivated to get out of bed. Andy laid there next to her, snoring softly and she laughed at him. He always looked so cute when he was asleep…his mouth wasn’t open and he wasn’t complaining. She loved the boy, but damn he could be such a whiner. Something Dess knew she would have to work on before they all went on tour again. The floor was cold against her bare feet and all Dess really wanted to do was to climb back under the covers and snuggle against her love, but she knew she needed to get up.


“Andy…” She whispered softly and heard him groan. He really was not a morning person like she could be.

“Baaabe…” She smiled as he turned over, shoving his head underneath his pillow.

“Andrew Dennis…” She smirked, her voice falsely stern as he removed the pillow from on top of his head and cracked one eye open to look at her.

“What.” It wasn’t a question, rather a statement of ‘leave me be woman’. Dess laughed against his skin as she fell back and placed her cold nose against his warm neck.

“I love you…” She smirked and felt him sigh as he moved to sit up.

“I love you too…and you’re lucky you’re so fucking adorable looking in the morning.” His voice was low and groggy. He looked over at Dess and smiled at the fact that her hair was literally sticking straight up in the back.

“Yeah well it comes with the territory of being with me…I reek of adorableness.” She smiled at him, her eyes going wide as he brought out an arm and brought her down to lay on his chest.

“We could stay like this forever…” He smirked against her head, which was resting underneath his chin at the moment.

“I’m pretty sure we should get up babe…” She sighed, her warm breath tickling his chest and Andy just held her firmly in place.

“Nope. My Dessa.” He sounded five and she couldn’t be sure, but Dess knew he was probably pouting.

“Well Dessa has to pee…so.” She looked up at him and felt her stomach lurch at the evil gleam that clouded his eyes.


His fingers trailed down her side and Dess felt herself suck in a deep breath. She knew what was coming next and sure enough Andy’s fingers began to wiggle against her skin. She twisted, trying to get away but he was a lot stronger than he looked and she was still half asleep. He at laughed her, his voice still low and groggy as she began to flail around under his harsh fingers. Finally she stared him straight in the eye, hers begging him to please let her up.

“Andy! I have to pee!” She screeched as finally he relented and allowed her to get up.

“Nice ass babe…” He called out at her as she tugged her shirt down to cover her bare ass and rushed off towards the bathroom.


Andy laid there, his head resting on his folded arms as he stared at the ceiling. The reason for them being here was tragic, but Andy felt happy all the same. He and Dess had been able to reconnect over the past few days and he knew it was because there wasn’t that stress on him from touring. They only had about another month before the band would join Motely Crue for their summer European Tour and Andy was looking forward to it. Nicki Sixx had been his inspiration, hence the name, all through his teen years and he knew he owed the older rocker a huge thank you.


“Andy!” His closed eyes shot open and Andy looked towards the door. Dess was standing there, tears spilling down her cheeks and he watched her silently as she rushed towards her pants that laid on the floor where she had left them.

“What?! What’s happening?” He sat up, his heart beating a mile a minute. Dess threw him his own pants and shirt and then he watched silently as she rushed back out of the room and down the hall.


Andy quickly yanked his clothes on and shivered as his feet hit the cold floor running. He rushed out of the bedroom and saw that Moira’s bedroom door was wide open and he could hear crying coming from inside. Dear God…had she? He rushed through the door, his heart stopping as he looked over the scene in front of him. Moira was still alive, but barely and Dess held the younger girl’s hands as she cried softly. Moira seemed to be mumbling something quietly and Andy stepped forward.


“Look it’s Androo!” Moira laughed, her voice weak but her eyes still held some laughter in them.

“Dess?” He looked down and saw as Odessa looked up at him. Her eyes were so sad and her cheeks were covered in wet tears as she just stared.

“She’s fading Andy…”Dess turned back to her sister and Moira just sighed.

“Androo…” The smaller girl looked up at him and as Andy swallowed his fear he moved closer to the bed.

“Yes Moirabear?” He asked softly and watched as the younger girl smiled at his nickname for her.

“Please…can I be with Dess for a bit?” The younger girl asked him softly and Andy moved towards the bed. His lips touched her forehead softly and he winced-she was ice cold to the touch.

“Of course. Come and get me…” He gave Dess a knowing look and exited the room hesitantly.


Dess looked down at her younger sister and her heart broke in to a million pieces. Moira’s face was peaceful looking as the girl stared off at something over Dess’ shoulder and Dess couldn’t even imagine the pain that Moira was in. She held her sister’s small hand in hers, sad that Moira was no longer able to wear the rings that she used to love adorning herself with-she had lost so much weight that they no longer fit. Dess couldn’t even remember the last time that Moira was wearing such little makeup and now she smiled softly.


“I love you Monkey…always.” Dess brought their hands up to her lips and placed a soft kiss on top of Moira’s frail hand.

“Remember that time when I climbed up the tree in the yard? Dad was so mad at me that he wouldn’t even come up to get me when I was too scared to climb down…” Her voice was weak and Dess had to lean in to hear everything.

“Yeah. Yeah I remember that summer. You were so stubborn.” She laughed and felt a small squeeze on her hand from Moira.

“You came up and got me. But then we both fell out and you broke your leg and I broke my arm…”Moira smiled and then coughed. Dess cringed as she noticed that the cough was ragged and shook the girl’s small body violently.

“Yeah…Mom was even more pissed at me than dad was at you…” The two girls laughed at the shared memory.

“Remember that one Christmas when mom made us all wear those stupid matching sweaters? And you colored your hair bright red to match?” Moira smiled up at her sister and Dess felt herself laugh.

“God I thought she would never forgive me for that…that was also our last Christmas with dad…” She felt sad and she noticed that Moira had tears in her eyes.

“I wish he had lived to see what you’ve become Dess…” The smaller girl said sadly.

“I wish he had lived longer to see how spunky you’ve become Moira…” Dess smiled, her cheeks now glistening softly with tears.

“He’ll see soon enough…”Moira closed her eyes, a peaceful look coming to her face.

“You scared?” Dess said as she moved to lean her head against Moira’s on her pillow.

“Of dying? Or seeing dad?” Moira laughed as she felt Dess wrap her arm around her slight shoulders.

“You know what I mean…” Dess’ breath was soft against her cheek and Moira smiled.

“I’m not afraid to die…my soul will be laid to rest finally. I know in the end people won’t forget me or my story…” Moira had this strange look on her face as she said that and it made Dess wonder about what had been going on lately.

“Do you remember how much you used to love Justin Timberlake?” Dess asked and Moira groaned softly.

“Yes…thanks for getting me into better music by the way…” Dess smiled as she remembered just how obsessed her sister used to be with singer; it almost rivaled her obsession with Black Veil Brides.

“I didn’t really have much of a choice…you kept stealing my CDs!” Dess laughed as she remembered those times when she would go to play a CD, but couldn’t find it. A week later Moira would be blaring it from next door and Dess would just sigh loudly and plot to steal it back.

“Yeah well…I was just a kid back then.” Moira smiled and Dess rolled her eyes; Moira would forever be a kid, both in memory and to Odessa.


The two girls laid there silently for a while. Odessa could tell that Moira was losing her fight and she prayed that her mother would get her message and return home from work early. Moira began to cough violently and Dess moved to get up and get her a glass of water. As she reached for the glass that sat on Moira’s desk her eyes fell on a picture. It was of Moira and Andy, it had been taken at Thanksgiving and they both looked ridiculous. He had one piece of a wishbone in between his fingers and Moira held the other and they were both snarling at the camera. Dess smirked as she turned back around and found Moira staring at her.


“Remember when we went to Warped Tour?” She asked quietly and Dess only nodded as she handed over the water and resumed her position next to the bed.

“I was so jealous of you that entire summer, but I’m not anymore.” Moira gulped at her water and Dess just sat there listening.

“I hated you…I felt like you had stolen something from me and I-I did a lot of things that I deeply regret now. But Dess…I am so happy that you’ve found someone who could bring you back to yourself.” Dess just smiled and looked down at her sister.

“I’m glad we have your blessing. Do you want me to go get Andy?” She asked, getting up to move but she felt Moira’s cold hand come down to rest on her arm.

“No…not yet. Dess I need you to do something for me.” She inhaled deeply and Odessa could only nod.

“Marry Andy. Whenever he asks you, and he will, say yes. Be happy for both of us.” Moira’s eyes were serious and Dess felt hot tears come to her eyes.

“Moira-I…I promise.” She looked down at their clasped hands and Dess felt her tears landing on her own skin.

“Good. Now stop crying…I haven’t kicked the bucket yet.” The smaller girl smiled up at her older sister and the two began to laugh.


The girls stayed like this for much of the day. Dess worried that it was wearing Moira out, but the girl seemed to thrive on their laughter. Moira was definitely getting loopy though and Odessa couldn’t help but smile at the younger girl’s slurred speech and wild gestures. Finally as the sun moved closer to the tree line and they had talked themselves out, Moira asked Dess to go get Andy.

She found him sitting outside of the door, his head leaning up against the wall with his eyes closed softly. Dess said nothing as she just sunk down beside him, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. She cried then, her body shaking softly as he opened his eyes and then took her in to his arms. This was hard-harder than anything he had ever had to do before and Andy felt helpless. Finally Dess looked up at him and he couldn’t help but reach out a thumb to wipe away her tears.


“Moira wants to see you…” She said softly and he kissed her then. He could taste the saltiness on her lips and he pulled away, his blue eyes searching her green ones for an answer.

“Okay. Alone?” He asked and as Dess just nodded he stood up. Andy walked into the room and saw that Moira was looking right at him, almost as if she knew exactly when he would enter.

“You summoned me?” He smirked down at her as he bowed slightly at the waist and was happy that she smiled at that.

“Take a seat.” She said, patting the bed next to her and Andy did as she requested. Her small hand made it’s way into his and Andy shivered at her cold touch.

“I need to ask you something very important Andy.” Moira’s voice was serious and as Andy looked down at the small girl he saw that her eyes were like hardened steel.

“Anything…ask me anything Moirabear.” He said, rubbing his thumb across the top of her vein covered hand.

“Save me…I don’t want to die anymore.” She cried softly and Andy felt his heart drop as the tears came to his eyes.

Notes

O.o I tear up every time I reread that last line and you all have made me read it yet again! I'm drawing things out...trying to give you guys as much Moira/Dess/Andy time as possible.

Thanks to all the lovely reviews I got with the last chapter...you all are my lovelies and I can't imagine doing this without you <3

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