DEADTOWN

Chapter 8

"Besides family, what do you miss most? I mean, with you being dead and all." Adam asks as he and Tim lay in each other's arms. Listening to the howls and growling from the streets.

"Uh, probably eating. I miss the taste of a good cheeseburger or crawfish or grilled fish or fried chicken." Tim says as he unconsciously licks his lips. "Music and definitely beer."

"I think I miss sleeping most of all." Adam sighs.

"And as weird as it sounds, I miss watching television." Tim chuckles.

"I miss playing video games." Adam smiles.

"Oh, dear Lord. You sound like Chance." Tim laughs, rubbing his eyes. "You two should have a lot to talk about."

"Is there no electricity here?" Adam asks.

"Uh, no." Tim chuckles.

"Then how come we can still see in the dark. I was thinking the lights were on." Adam giggles.

"Ghost can see in the dark. Kinda like, night vision cameras." Tim replies. "You got a lot to learn about being dead."

"I would guess so. I've never been dead before." Adam chuckles as he slaps Tim in the stomach. "Can we walk through walls? I haven't seen any of you guys do it."

"Yeah. We don't because we want to live as close to a normal life as we can." Tim shrugs.

"Show me." Adam raises up on his elbow, looking down at Tim.

"Show you?" Tim chuckles.

"Yeah, show me that you can walk through the wall. I mean, our bodies feel real. You know what I mean?" Adam asks. "They feel solid. You know, skin and bones."

Tim laughs as he gets up from the bed, shaking his head. He reaches for Adam's hand.

"You're coming with me." Tim smiles down at the blond.

"But, I don't know if I can do it." Adam says as Tim pulls him up.

"Sure you can. You're dead just like the rest of us. There is no special training chapter on how to walk through walls in the 'Dead Handbook'." Tim smirks as he leads Adam over to the closed door.

Tim steps through the closed door and disappears from Adam's sight. Adam stops before he gets pulled through the door, still holding on to Tim's hand.

"Wait. There's a handbook for the dead?" Adam asks before Tim pulls him through the door.

"No." Tim chuckles as he catches Adam in his arms. "Only in 'Beetlejuice'." (n/a: unless you have seen the movie, you probably won't understand this. LOL)

"Wow! I did it!" Adam says as he looks back around at the wooden door.

Tim reaches and takes Adam by the chin and gently turns his head back around to face him.

"Did you doubt me?" Tim asks softly before kissing Adam tenderly.

"Hmm." Adam hums into the tender kiss as he slides his arms around Tim's neck. "No, I doubted myself." He whispers as Tim leaves soft kisses along his jawline.

"Huh, that's not good." Tim says in a low voice as he nibbles on Adam's ear.

"No, no it's not." Adam once again whispers as the feel of Tim's soft kisses and whiskers on his neck sent chills down his spine.

"Well, what can I do to help." Tim says as he pulls down the collar of Adam's tee shirt to give himself better access to the blonde's neck.

"Oh, my God." Adam says with a slight moan as his hand finds its way into Tim's hair. His legs were like rubber bands as Tim nibbles at his sweet spot. "Uh, I ... I think that ... maybe helping."