Until the very end ~ Lockwood & Co

17. Sleep

Woody helped me into the kitchen and I sat down on our table, grabbing a pen to draw another ghost.
"Here."
Lockwood passed me a mug with coffee and a plate with a sandwich on it, which seemed to be already prepared from either Lucy or George.
"Thank you."
He smiled as he sat down beside me, taking the pen out of my hand.
"Hey !"
"You eat, I draw."
I sighed biting in the sandwich.
"That's really tasty."
Lockwood grinned before he started to draw on my ghost.
"Thank you, I used all my cooking skills."
Lucy smiled at me, as I looked back to Lockwoods Drawing. It looked a bit different than the part I draw but it looked cute somehow.
"You want it to be happy or sad ?"
Lockwood turned his head to me, staring at me with an intense look. I blushed , staring back at him.
"Happy."
"Okay."
He drew a smile on the face of the ghost , while I bit in the sandwich again.

"Guys , I need to tell you something."
We all looked up at Lucy, whose smile has faded. Now she looked rather nervous.
"What is it?"
"I think I know why there was nothing that he stole."
I sighed leaning back.
"Why Lucy ?"
George leaned back too, before he looked at me. He sighed as he patted my head and leaned closer before he whispered:
"Sorry for not hearing you."
I grinned .
"It's fine Georgie, the only thing you should be sorry for is not seeing my epic fight."
I attempted to do some fight moves with my fists , which looked rather childish, making George laugh.
Lucy cleared her throat , so we looked at her again.
In her hand was the ring.

I took the cacao out of the microwave and went to the living room, sitting down on the couch.
"You and cacao , that's a rare sight."
I smiled as I put the cup on the table and grabbed my book.
"Well it was a rather hard day, don't you think?"
Lockwood sat down beside me , pulling my head down on his lap. I sighed , relaxing against him.
"It indeed was."
I closed my eyes as he started to comb trough my hair.
"You're really fine ?"
"I am , Woody."
"I hate that name."
"You love it."
"I really don't."
"And I really don't care."
He chuckled as he grabbed the newspaper.

"Awww you cuties."
I sighed as I woke up from George's voice.
"What is it George?"
I tried to turn around but it was somehow harder than normally.
"Stop moving."
I shrieked at Lockwoods morning voice , making me suddenly sit up right. In the process Lockwoods arm, which seemed to had rested on my stomach, explaining why it was so hard to turn around, feel on my lap and Lockwood himself rubbing his eyes.
"Man, you ruined it."
I looked at George again, who was grinning from ear to ear. I groaned. I was way too tired for this.
"Fuck off, George."
I laid back down, ignoring George's whistle and Lockwood tensing up.
"You all can do whatever you want but I will sleep and I will sleep long."
"No you won't , we need to work !"

"Nope, I had a fist in my face yesterday. You all can do whatever you want but I will sleep."
"Well Lockwood can't really move so he can't d-."
"SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP!"