Frank's POV. "I think Erica's hiding something," Gerard spoke to me as soon as our bedroom door was locked

"I think Erica's hiding something," Gerard spoke to me as soon as our bedroom door was locked. I looked at him, shocked.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"She's taken things too well to just go off and fight Bob. You heard her. She loves him. I mean, joining us to fight him is a pretty big step. And she's still gonna see him tomorrow night alone. What if she's a mole? What if she's really gone to his side and she's just getting information off us and feeding it back to Bob?" Gerard worried.

"Calm down. She isn't like that. I've known her for years. She just likes to be happy more than sad. She doesn't dwell on sad things for very long. In fact, today was the first time I've ever seen her cry. And that says a lot since I've known her since I was 18 when I began working at the tattoo parlor," I replied.

"God Frank, it just doesn't seem right," he said to me, still worried. "What if Mikey gets hurt because of all of this?"

"No one is going to get hurt. I'll prove it. Tomorrow night, we'll enter Erica's apartment at the same time that Bob and Ray do. We'll be invisible. And we'll listen to everything that they say. And then after Bob, Ray, you and I leave, you can fly me up to the top of the Empire State Building like old times," I suggested, wrapping my arms around him to try and calm him down. He was so worked up about everything. I was sure that things were fine.

"Ok. I love you so much," Gerard said, kissing my forehead, running his hands all over my bare torso. I stood up on my tip-toes and kissed him on his forehead, making him close his eyes before leaning down and attaching his lips to mine. We began to make out and somehow my new hoodie was pushed off my shoulders leaving me topless as he pushed me gently down onto the bed.

"Mmmm we shouldn't do this right now. We're gonna get yelled at by Erica again," I pointed out.

"Let them deal with it. I want you," he said in a low voice, laying down on top of me on the bed and kissing my lips.

"Mmm no, we can't. Tomorrow night, I promise," I told him.

"Why?" he asked me.

"Because good things come to those who wait," I replied to him, smirking. He raised his eyebrows at me, before grabbing my crotch.

"Ohhh," I moaned at the surprise contact. Gerard rubbed me intently as I felt the throbbing of my cock intensify. And then his hand left my crotch. He got off the bed and left me hard and uncomfortable

"Hey! Aren't you gonna finish what you started?" I asked him, annoyed that he'd coaxed me up and wasn't gonna do anything about it.

"Nope," he replied. I looked at him, outraged.

"And why not?" I asked him.

"Because good things come to those who wait," he replied, taking what I'd said to him and mocking me with it. He had the biggest smirk on his face as he opened the bedroom door and walked out of it.

"You fucking ass! Come back here!" I called, jumping off the bed and running after him. He'd tried running around the hall. Was he stupid or something? I had superspeed. I could easily catch him.

Rushing after him, I bowled him over at the end of the hall and ended up straddling him. He tried squirming underneath me, his crotch constantly coming into contact with mine, making me crave more.

"Mmmm that's it Gerard, keep squirming. It's just giving me more pleasure," I told him. I swear, these pants I'd bought were not good for boners. They were so restricting.

As the words had left my mouth, Gerard stopped squirming as I pinned his hands down on the floor and leaned down so that my face was hovering his.

"Gerard! You know the fucking rules. Sex in the bedroom only!" Mikey exclaimed, annoyed that he had to put up with this.

"Says the guy who fucked Erica on the couch," I retorted, making Gerard chuckle. I leaned down and attached my lips to his, grinding myself into him. Suddenly, I was being picked up off of him and held in the air. I looked down and saw that it was me picking myself up. What the fuck? There was two of me. One me was lifting the other me up in the air!

"Oh my god! There's two of you! Which one's the real Frank? It better have been the Frank that was grinding into me, because I don't want to be accused of cheating!" Gerard exclaimed, shock written all over his face.

"Just stop with the sexual PDAs!" Erica's voice exclaimed from the other Frank's body.

"Erica! How did you get so strong?" I asked her.

"I figured out how to morph to get other peoples' powers!" she exclaimed excitedly, putting me down on the couch. She then grabbed a cushion and covered my crotch with it. "I don't want to see that," she told me, making me giggle.

"My chest tattoo's a little wonky," I observed as she rolled her eyes and morphed back to her usual self. I must say, her powers were so cool. She was the most powerful person here. I really hoped that Gerard wasn't right about her.

"Now, no sex tonight, got it? We're all gonna watch DVDs and act like a happy family. Not a horny one," Erica told Gerard and I as Gerard sat beside me on the couch.

"So, are boner's uncomfortable in those pants?" he questioned.

"Very," was my reply. I was gonna have to be very careful when wearing these pants.