Two's Company, Three's Love

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It took Tim a while to fall asleep. His thoughts kept wandering back to the conversation he'd had with the insurance agent. 'Why did Jenika take out life insurance policies on us both and not tell me?' he thought. There were other questions that he wanted answered but knew he'd never get them. The other big question he had that he couldn't quit thinking about was how did she die?

Did she die during an escape attempt? Did she choke on something she ate? Did she become ill and wasn't able to be saved? He wanted to know how she died just out of curiosity. Of all the things she said and did to him, he never wished her any ill will. Tim just wanted to be left alone to live his life with his family. He moved around some but it was hard since there were two bodies snuggled up on either side of him.

After some time, he finally drifted off into a restless sleep. He didn't dream often but when he did, he remembered them vividly. Like some of the dreams he'd had about Adam before they hooked up. Tim's brain couldn't shut off or shut out the questions he had about Jenika.

Suddenly he saw her. It was all black wherever they were. She was very bloody. It looked like her insides were hanging out. She had clearly taken quite the beating if her face was any indication.

"Jenika? What are you doing here? Where are we?" He questioned as he looked around.

"YOU! I hate you! I hate what you did to me!" She exclaimed, eyes glaring at him so hard he thought she was going to make him burst into flames.

"What did I do to you? You're the one who was harassing me!" He retorted.

"I'm dead because of you!" Jenika screamed at him.

"NO! You did this to yourself!" Tim countered.

"You're the reason I was in prison! You're the reason I'm dead!" Jenika yelled, pointing her finger at him, "You're a murderer by proxy!"

She rushed at him, toes of her shoes scraping the ground as she floated towards the brunette, screaming how she hated him.

"NO!" Tim swung at her in an attempt to fight her off.

Instead of hitting a ghost, he hit Amarelle.

"Ahhh!" Ama bolted up just in time to take a punch to the nose.

"Tim!" Her eyes were already watering as she tried to duck another punch.

"NO! You're to blame for your actions!" He called out making Adam bolt up in bed.

Adam looked to see Ama trying not to cry and her nose bleeding.

"You put yourself in jail!" Tim hollered.

Tim's body was jerking around as if he were in a physical fight with someone. In his fight with whoever he was seeing, he hit Amarelle across the face, splitting her lip and making it bleed. Adam quickly grabbed both his arms and pinned them above his head.

"Tim? Timmy! Wake up, baby! Shh, calm down. You're gonna wake Cerise. Come on Timothy, come back to us." Adam calmly stated.

Tim's body slowly started relaxing again.

"That's right, Cowboy. Come back to us. We love you, Tim." Adam kept his voice calm and soft.

Tim's eyes fluttered opened and stared at Adam who was sitting on his legs and holding his arms above his head. The confused look on Tim's face would have amused the blond if he hadn't seen what Tim had accidentally done to their wife. She turned on the lamp so they could see.

"Why are you sitting on me?" Tim furrowed his brows.

"You were having a nightmare. You, uh, you hurt Ama." Adam explained.