Chapter Seventeen - Alanna

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I'm groggily shaken awake by Patty as I sleep on the couch. "I had the weirdest dream." I say as I come around. "Were you pregnant?" Patty asks and I jerk my eyes open and look at her. "What? No, I was kidnapped by the Penguin from Batman, and saved by Poison Ivy, she was very impressive. I'm pretty sure I have a new crush." I say and haul myself up, holding my head. I feel heavy and lethargic. Patty rips the nicotine patch from my arm, and I yell, "Ow!" and rub the spot while I glare at her. She shrugs and goes to throw it away.

"How long have we been asleep?" I yawn and look out the window, there was still light in the sky. "For about four hours babe." Flick's voice comes from next to me and I turn to see I had been laying with my head in his lap. The hard cock in his pants tells me they also just woke up. Patty glares at him and he rolls his eyes. "What's going on with you two?" I ask and slump back down in Flick's lap. He starts running his fingers through my hair.

"We met your ghost." Patty says in response and I sit back up. "What? Both of you? Why not me?" I ask whipping my head from one of them to the other looking for answers. They both shrug. "You were there, but it was his dream version of you." Patty says and nods toward Flick. Flick blushes and looks away. "What? Was I in sexy lingerie or something?" I chuckle and Flick shakes his head. "You were pregnant with his kid. I was Aunt Patty. It was supposed to be our future I think. I'm not sure, ask your boyfriend."

I blink, shocked. Pregnant? That's Flick's dream version of me? Having a family with him? That's so...sweet. How has he not been scooped up already? Thank the sweet lord for his ostracization. Otherwise he'd be happily married by now and I'd have no chance. I smile wide at Flick and shove his arm. "Pregnant huh? Was I super fat?" I ask and he shakes his head. "You were perfect." He says and I swear my womb aches in response.

"Okay, okay, enough cutesy shit. We gotta tell you what Wolfe said when we asked who killed him." Patty starts and Flick nods. "Wolfe said we had all the clues to find his killer, and that he already answered the question. Do you know what that means?" Patty asks and I shake my head in confusion. "He didn't answer me though. I asked him point blank who killed him, and the planchette never moved." Flick looks at me confused. "I thought I asked him that." He says.

"You did, but we were interrupted by Ralphie and the pizzas, remember? I asked again later." I realize what I just said and smack myself in the forehead. "He already answered. Of course. He answered Flick, that's why he didn't answer me. We just weren't around to see the response. Well crap." I look at them both at a loss. "What else did he say?" I ask, but Patty shakes her head. "That was it. 'I have already answered this question. You are on your own now. You have all the pieces. I'm confident you will release me from my prison.' That's all he said." Patty says and shrugs.

"You remember exactly what he said? That's impressive." Flick says, clearly impressed. Patty blushes lightly and shrugs. "But what are the pieces?" I ask at a loss. They both shake their heads, just as clueless as me. "We need to go over everything we know." I say and rub my face to banish the sleep still clinging to my bones. "What we need is food." Flick says sternly. My stomach growls at that exact moment as if to punctuate his point.

"Okay, food, but then we go over everything." I assent and stand up, stretching loudly before I rub my eyes again. Boy howdy was I tired. "Man those sleeping pills really work don't they?" I ask as I yawn again and blink hard, shaking my head to wake up. "That's why I use them." Flick shrugs, hesitant to get off the couch due to the half chub still in his pants. "Flick, we're all adults. We know what happens when a guy wakes up." I say and Patty scoffs.

I give her a stern look and she mutters, "That's supposed to be with wet dreams, not pregnant wife dreams." Flick blushes bright red and my heart softens a little. He was turned on by making a family with me? Is that weird, or just sweet? Whatever, I'm going with sweet. I smile and wink at Flick and his blush deepens but he grins in response. He really was easy to please given that no one had ever tried. It made me want to be extra sweet to him.

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