You Only Live Twice.
4.
"Paul. Paul!" Jonathan shouted down the phone, trying to calm the hysterical man down.
"She's alive, but why? I saw her DIE! Maybe it was a trick? Or maybe not? Maybe she's a ghost? ...Or maybe she never existed in the first place! That's it! She's imaginary!" was the reply.
Jonathan sighed. Why did hysterical people have to be such idiots? 'If only they were rational...' he thought to himself. He carried the phone into the kitchen and stood in the doorway, shaking the phone to attract Maddie's attention. However, this was not as successful as he'd hoped, and he had to resort to yelling over the radio at her.
"MADDIE!"
Maddie turned toward him, singing along to the Wham song that happened to be playing.
"What's wrong with you?" she remarked, catching the slightly angry but more confused look on his face.
He shook the phone again. "Paul. On the phone. He's hysterical. He says he just saw Sarah."
"WHAT?" Maddie exclaimed, grabbed the phone and strode into the living room. Jonathan had already had enough of hysterical ramblings this morning, and so decided to leave them to it, seeing this as the perfect opportunity to steal some sleep back.
"JONATHAN!" Jonathan was awoken by the beautiful sound of Maddie bellowing up the stairs. Well, that was a lie. It certainly wasn't beautiful.
"What?"
"Don't you 'what' me Jonathan Creek. Get your arse down here NOW!"
"Fine, fine." He muttered, dragging himself off of the bed and down the stairs to find Maddie wearing a coat and pulling on gloves. "Are you going somewhere?" he asked.
"No. We're going somewhere. Get your coat."
Maddie's red car pulled up outside a small house; cream painted, white window frames.
"This is Paul's house, yeah?" asked Jonathan.
"Yeah. He and Sarah bought it together..." she said quietly, a little sniffle escaping; Jonathan put his hand on her arm, a reassuring gesture that he hadn't actually planned. Their eyes met and, however awkward they found the situation, neither could pull away from the other's gaze.
"ALRIGHT?" came a loud voice and was followed by a knock on the window. Jonathan turned quickly to find a man he vaguely recognised from the wedding smiling manically.
Maddie got out of the car and waved over the roof. "Hey Reece. How is he?"
The cheerful man's face got more serious at this point, and he lowered his voice to an almost normal volume. "Ah, not good. He's going crazy, I tell you – talking about how he saw Sarah; how she's still alive...He even started going on about her being imaginary..."
"Ah, he said that to me too..." muttered Jonathan. Reece focussed his attention on him for the first time.
"Hello, who's this?" he asked strangely. "You didn't say you had...someone, Maddie."
"Oh, he's not..."
"She's not..."
"We're not together!" they exclaimed simultaneously, and Reece raised his eyebrows.
"Whatever you say..." he remarked. "Shall we go in?" he asked.
"Yes." Came two frosty replies.
So, I finally got 'round to updating this. Sorry about infrequent updates, I'm not going to make excuses, I'm terrible at updating. But it's New Year soon, and I can start to manage my time more effectively. Also, in the New Year, Sherlock starts again :D *excited*