Part 8

                                    

                                          
I'm closer to Ray then I've ever been, he helps me with the twins and I'm thankful for him. If it wasn't for him then the boys and the twins would be driving me nuts. Right now we're getting ready for the show, I was alone in the dressing room, putting on my stripes and Ray was taking care of the twins. I took my tank top off because i wasn't in my costume and I was about to get dressed. The door opened and I heard Frank's voice. I whipped my jacket on and zipped it up, just past my breasts. I turned around and saw Frank covering his eyes. 
                          
"I'm so sorry Jaguar, the boys told me to get the kids costumes." He said, peeking through the cracks in his fingers. I smiled nervously, I don't think he saw any of my tattoos that I've been covering for this whole tour, it's been 5 months so far. All of those tattoos, Frank has been there as well, he has some of the same ones as I do and would know that it was me if he saw them. 
                          
"Sure." I managed not to stutter. I turned around and grabbed the bags that the twins costumes were in. I handed them to Frank and watched him leave. "Idiot!" I whisper screamed at myself. I finished getting dressed quickly and messed with my teased hair. I breathed out and opened the door. I walked into the room where we were supposed to wait until we were called down and sat down. 
                          
"I'm sorry again Jaguar." Frank said from where he was sitting across the room.
                          
"It's alright Frankie." I shrugged. "I'm on tour with 8 boys, that's bound to happen at some point." He nodded and went back to playing with Blair. I bit my lips about to say something else but stopped. Xander crawled up onto my lap and cuddled into my chest. "Are you tired X?" I asked. He nodded. I noticed he wasn't in his costume and looked super pale. I held my hand to his forehead and felt that he was burning up. "I think he might be sick." I told the guys. 
                          
"I no feel good momma." He mumbled. I stroked his head and bit my lip. Having a sick child on tour is one of the hardest things ever, and if he really is sick then that's just going to be a bitch.
                          
"It's ok baby." I whispered to him, and started singing gently to him. His breathing slowed down and a soft snore. I placed him on the couch beside me and replaced my leg with a pillow. "It's gonna be a bitch having a sick baby on tour." I sighed, standing up to retrive my bass from its case. I tunede it quietly and looked at Blair who was still playing with Frank. She was in her full costume and looked very healthy, unlike her brother who was as pale as a sheet and sweating in his sleep. I sighed and looked at the ceiling. 
                          
"My Chemical Romance." The 4 boys left and Blair ran up to me. I caught her just in time and managed to sturdy myself before I fell over. 
                          
"Is X gon ok?" She asked, looking over at her brother. I nodded and sat down, putting her in my lap. She nodded back and played with my blue hair. I laughed gently and rocked her back and forth. Her breathing slowed down and a soft snore erupted from her mouth. I giggled at her and placed her on the other couch, I didn't want her catching the same thing that Xander has, one sick child was enough. I sat in the middle of the room, looking back and forth between Xander and Blair. Nate came and sat beside me, Nicky sat on my other side, Justin sat beside him, and Conner sat beside Justin. We sat like this until we were called to stand backstage. 
                          
"I need someone to watch my kids, they're sleeping at the moment." I told one of the guys. 
                          
"I'll watch them until MCR gets back." I nodded and grabbed my bass, putting the strap around my shoulder. I looked at my kids again and sighed before walking down the hall, away from the room. I got a monitor hooked up to me but instead of a mic on my ears I was going to have a mic stand. My Chemical Romance finished their show and we replaced them. I wasn't really paying attention to anything except the fact that my son is backstage sick as hell and I'm on stage. I have got to be the worst mother ever.



                          
A/N
I have no ideas! Can you guys give me some ideas for the next chapter, you'll get credit and a dedication if I use the idea, but other then that, hi my sprinkles. I hope you enjoy this chapter and stuffs. Bye Sprinkles, love you.