Two for One

It was one in the morning when we finally saw the end of the videos. As I watched them with Brian, I couldn't help but see that I was basically emotionless. The only time that I would actually show something was either when I was on the drums or piano. Sighing, I closed the open tab and was about to shut it when Brain stopped me.

"Hey, what's that one?" Brian said, pointing at a file on the right side of my computer.

"Oh, that one? Their all photos. Want to see them?" I asked him.

Brian sent a smile my way and nodded. I opened the file and a photo of me and Jacob popped up. I was laying on the floor while lifting Jacob up above me. We were both smiling. Clicking the next one, it was all of us and we were all at the beach, having a good time. The next one we were all at a My Chem concert. Jacob was at Uncle Don's. The next was me in the mosh pit(don't ask why). Another was me on Demitro's back, singing along to 'Sing'. Another was all of us, meeting the guys backstage. Changing the picture, it was another one of me and Jacob. But this one was taken when he was four days old. I smiled and was about to change it when Brian stopped me.

"Wait. Look behind you two. What is that?" Brian said.

I leaned in a little closer and squinted at the screen. There, behind us, was a tall and lanky figure. Pulling back, I whispered one word.

"Jimmy," I whispered.

Looking up at Brian, I knew he was thinking the same thing.

"What does it mean?" I asked him.

"I don't know. But maybe, it means that this is his way of staying close to you and his son," Brian whispered, looking down at me.

I looked up at him and I knew that he was right. That it really was Jim-Jim's way of staying close to us. Taking a deep breath, I looked back at the screen and smiled. 'Thank you for staying Jimmy' I whispered in my mind.

"Your welcome," I heard a whisper.

I shivered as I felt a gust of cold air rap around me.

"Damn. It's fucking cold," Brian said.

Looking back at him, I saw him wrap the blanket around him. I giggled softly, knowing that this was all Jimmy's doing. I was about to lean back when I heard a little baby giggle. Looking down the hall, I saw the light of my bedroom on.

"What the hell?" I said as I got up.

"What is it?" Brian whispered, getting up too.

"The light in my room is on," I whispered back at him and began to walk down the hall.

I heard Brian following me. Walking up to my door, I heard Jacob giggling and a voice that I knew so well. Looking back up at Brian once again, I saw that his eyes were big and looked down at me.

"What the hell?" I whispered.

Brian shrugged and reached for the door handle. Twisting the knob, he slowly opened the door and we stood there. Jacob was kicking and trying to grab something that was above him. Walking into the room, I headed over to the bed and sat down next to him. Jacob stopped his movement and looked over at me. He gurgled and began his actions again. Looking around the room, I saw something on my dresser. Getting up, I walked towards it and picked up the note.

'To Dazi and Brian.
Yo! Wud up my family! I want you to know that I will be with you all. So this is one out of many. That sounded fucking creepy. But anyways, Dazi, I want you to have these.'

Looking down, I saw that they were Jimmy's favorite pair of drum sticks.

"That's really Jimmy's writing," I heard Brian say from beside me.

I nodded and set the note down beside the sticks. Going back to the bed, I picked up Jacob and looked down at him. Jacob was looking over my shoulder, at the dresser. Walking back over, Jacob leaned forward and made grabbie hands to them. Carefully holding him, I let Jacob grab them and when he did, he began to hit them randomly on the dresser, almost breaking the small mirror that was placed there.

"He's going to be just like his father," Brian said, smiling down at Jacob.

I smiled down at him and nodded. Walking out of my room, I headed down the hallway and back to the living room. Sitting down at the small couch beside the the one Bam was sleeping on. Brian came back and sat beside me and we began to talk about random things. All the while, in the back of my head, I couldn't help but think that this was right.