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The day had come and gone. It was now Sunday and the day was flying by once more.
Lately, time just seemed to go by. Life hadn't felt this exciting in so very long.
Today we decided to be lazy. The weather had changed like usual and it was another rainy day. So while the kids played in their playroom, Dottore and I watched documentaries in the living room.
We had started watching documentaries on medicine and animals but somehow we had ended up at serial killers.
I could feel Dottore getting excited and irritated.
It was a weird combination of emotions.
I held the popcorn bowl in my hand as we watched.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at these shows. They were interesting, yes but there were so many things these people could have done to avoid detection. He seemed to feel the same way I did but he was too interested in the blood and such to turn it off.
"Idiots," I mumbled taking a bite of popcorn.
He reached his hand into the bowl and stole some of the popcorn.
"Had he only kept his mouth shut." Dottore said with a sigh, "Do you realize how easy it would have been to get away with something so simple."
I glanced up at Dottore.
"Oh, now how would you know?" I asked teasingly.
Dottore froze for a moment and then looked down at me.
"Maybe I am a serial killer." A playful grin grew on his face.
"Oh my, then shall I be running? Do you also plan on killing me?" I leaned closer into Dottore waiting for his response.
Dottore reached a hand up and lightly grabbed the side of my face.
"Do you think I will?" He asked quietly.
"It would be tragic," I replied.
Dottores grin turned into a smile and he let go of my face.
"Would you still stay with me even if I was?"
This was a trick question.
"Well, that depends. Are you going to kill me or do I interest you enough to live?"
