My Alien Boyfriend

Homecoming: Part I

*I apologize for how short it is, the next few chapters are going to kinda be filter chapters. . .

“Hey Simon, any word from Lewis?” I turn away from the endless sea to the blonde haired scientist.

“None yet. I heard you had a bit of a run in at Sjin’s farm though,” He laughs, coming and sitting down on the edge of the pier next to me.

“Yea, I didn’t know what was going on. Sips came over, asked about Sjin, then started running around like a chicken without a head.” He jumps up. “I should see how Clucky’s doing.”

I chuckle, slowly getting up and making my way over to the small fenced in area where Clucky and her inbred children are. “How is she?”

“She seems to be fine. Oh! She’s laid another egg.” Duncan opens the door and walks in, picking up the egg and holding it out to show me like the proud father he probably is.

“Congratulations, Duncan,” I start laughing.

Duncan slowly lowering the egg. “What’s so funny? Are you laughing at Clucky?”

He sits down in the dirt and pulls the chicken on to his lap. “No, I just remembered a joke from home. You wouldn’t get it.”

He looks dubious, pulling the chicken closer to his chest and mumbling to it. I turn and start walking away, trying to keep my laughter in until I’m far enough away and he won’t hear me.

I break once I’m in one of the shoes, doubling over, tears in my eyes. “Oh- oh my God, he’s nuts. He’s talking to a chicken.” I wipe a stray tear from my cheek, trying to stop laughing, to no avail.

~~.~.

I lay in the small shack with Duncan, letting myself be talked into sleeping with him instead of in the room Lewis made. Honestly, I didn’t want to sleep in there if Lewis wasn’t next to me. I roll over, Duncan’s snores drowning out the noise of the water lapping at the shore.

I toss and turn for a few hours, sleep finally coming over me when the moon has once again started its descent. I dream about being in a long hallway, memories lining the walls as I fly down the hall.

The memories are in no specific order, there’s Piggu Island, then the start of Jaffa Quest, Lewis leaving to go work for Sips Co. . .

A door appears at the end and I start to slow down, my feet coming to rest against the ground. I turn to look behind me, seeing nothing but black. I take a hesitant step toward the door, a blue light peeking out from the bottom.

I get closer to the door, the blackness lapping at my heels, and I throw it open. Better to face whatever is behind the door head on.

What’s behind the door though isn’t Israphel or some other monster from my past, instead Lewis stands in the break room of Yogslab, tinkering with the coffee machine. “It won’t work,” I blurt out.

Lewis jumps, a smile breaking out on his face when he sees me. “Oh hey Simon, you’re just in time. I think I’ve finally got it working.”

I walk over, looking around the room. “Lew-”

“I did it!” He looks at me, grinning ear to ear. “I fixed the coffee machine! Do you know what this means, Simon?”

Suddenly we are in a very small, hastily made dirt house. The moans and groans of zombies surround the house. “Lewis?”

There are just a few inches between us, the house not knowing, or caring, what personal space is. “It will be the calm before the storm.” I look up at Lewis, for the first time actually scared of this man. His glassy eyes never leave me, blue light emanating from his hands. Mixed with the sounds of monsters outside our dirt wall, this is truly terrifying.

“What-”

Suddenly he is cupping my face, pulling our faces so our noses are smushed against each other. “You have to see! But first, you have to wake up!”

I bolt up in bed, clutching the sheets to my chest. After getting my bearings, I look over to make sure I didn’t wake Duncan. Seeing I didn’t, I lay back down with my back to him.

Staring at the wall, I try to remember what I was dreaming about. While most of it is fuzzy, I remember talking to Lewis about coffee and being in the first house we built together.

I open my eyes, looking around dazed. I remember waking up last night, something about coffee and dirt. It must have been Sips trying to sell me dirt coffee again.  

Making myself get up to see if there is anything to do, I’m surprised to see Duncan hurrying towards me. “Simon! You’re awake. There is someone here to see you.”

“Who would come all the way over here? Is it Sips?”

“Top floor, left leg,” He gives me a gentle push when I don’t move right away.

I make my way up, slightly surprised when I see Lewis standing in our room. “Hey Lewis. Do you know-”

He bursts out laughing, and at first I can’t figure out why. When I do though, I smile and throw my arms around him.

“Lewis! You’re back!”

“Took you long enough to realize,” He presses a kiss to my cheek.

I pull back slightly so I can look at him, our heads resting against each other. “Where were you?”

He looks down, shaking his head. “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I’m back, and won’t be leaving you again for a long time.”

*QUestion:

What are your guy's thoughts on someone not returning? I have a few different ideas for what I want to do, but I want to know...