Dinner was an interesting affair, it wasn't often that Elliot cooked, but since his time back among the land of the living he learned of the history that he was missing. The eighty years that he was in hell serving the god Leviathan, but a damper on all the things he used to do, but now he was a very fast learner.

He relearned to cook and was very good at it, he also learned to properly fight taking time to invest in a punching bag. As a younger more youthful captain he was trained to be a boxer in the military and was one of the few you would want to toe to toe with.

With that aside he stood in the kitchen dicing up some onions and some tomatoes when he stopped for a second feeling that something was way off. He had a swallow a few times to get the tang of blood out of his mouth, when he brought his fingers to his mouth he pulled them away and saw blood coating them.

After looking at it he tried to keep himself balanced but he soon fell, Joey hearing something fall ran from her office to see Elliot on the floor blood coating his front and his mouth. Something was off when she looked into his open eyes; they shifted from his blue eyes to black.

"Elliot?"

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Elliot was watching everything from behind his eyes but he couldn't move, even as Joey came out from her office to see what the matter was, he could see her hovering over him trying to get him to talk, no matter how much he wanted to he couldn't speak to her.

"Ahh Elliot... I see that we meet again. This time you will not be so lucky to as escape me."

"You! How did you get here?"

"Don't you see? We are one in the same, only that you aren't in hell like you should be. When I get out, I will be coming for Joey's sweet flesh, and I will make you want to join in for what I will be doing to her. Remember what I said. You'll want her like this… Trust me" Pinhead was in the dark corner of Elliot's mind laughing away as Elliot closed his eyes and snarled out in rage.

"NOOO!!"

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Joey was kneeling at Elliot's side when he awoke his eyes flashing back to their gentle blue hue and a roar came from deep within his chest.

"NOOO!!" Elliot laid on the ground as her turned his gaze to Joey's; it was speaking volumes of fear and anger.

"Elliot… what's going on?" Resting his head in her lap Joey looked to Elliot and waited for him to speak, what it was shook the core of her.

"He's back… he's coming for us…" Elliot tried to sit up with the help of Joey, as he looked himself over and wiping away the blood from his mouth, putting dinner on hold both went to the washroom to clean up the mess that Elliot was. Stripping him down along herself she led Elliot into the shower. Normally this would be seen as a innocent shower fun but, with the coming future Joey wanted Elliot to retain what he learned all those months ago. She wouldn't let him go for the world.

Elliot was on autopilot as he felt the hot water cascade down his body taking the blood with him; Joey stood behind him running a bar of soap over his strong chest and well-toned abs. Even when he came back, Joey noted that every time Elliot came out of the shower with a towel around his waist with that cheesy smile plastered to his face, he was covered in scars of the past. Those where the ones that would never do away no matter how much he wished them to be.

"Elliot… you can do this… you are strong… he's just trying to get to you… don't let him" Turning his head to the side Joey leaned over his shoulder and kissed him gently before she continued to wash away the blood.

Once they where both cleaned up Joey went to deal with the mess in the kitchen as Elliot sat in the bathroom clothed looking at his face. The light flickered a few times as Pinhead's face showed up laughing at Elliot telling him it was no use to fight.

Getting up he left the bathroom and remembered Joey's words there would be no way that the monster would get to him, he wouldn't allow it. Kneeling down beside Joey Elliot held some cleaners and a roll of paper towel. He gave her a faint smile as he spoke gently.

"Thank you…" Joey nodded and smiled back.

"Come on, let's get this cleaned up so that you can finish your famous pasta sauce… it's already making me water here." Elliot let out a full hearty laugh and nodded.

"As you wish Joey…" After the mess was cleaned up, Elliot went back to cooking this time with Joey to help him. It was a good time as they talked about recent new stories, and game scores as Elliot enough soccer in which he abruptly called it football the first time that Joey called it soccer. It was a British thing and you wouldn't hear him call it soccer since.

Sitting down to dinner both enjoy their pasta dish along with some light music and a glass of wine. It was doing it's job in removing the earlier tension that been built. Once they where done and they had cleaned up the dishes for the evening both of them sat down on the couch with their bottle of time on the coffee table in a bucket of ice. Both of them just sat and listened to their music. Relaxation was think in the air, Joey wanting a but more ambiance turned the TV on to a channel and they sat there watching a romantic comedy '13 Going on 30" Near the end of the movie Joey was curled up on Elliot as he laid down length-wise on the couch, her head on his chest as the two of them dozed off to sleep. The TV set crackled before an image of Pinhead showed then the TV shut off casting the two into darkness.

"Soon"