CHAPTER 7-

It was torture. Homer kept imagining all the good times with Fi but he knew it was all a dream. He wanted it to stop. He wanted to wake up but he couldn't. His mind drifted to last night, his dream going with it. She was there and talking to him. Then the shot was fired and the lights went out. Homer woke with a start, breathless from his revelation. Jumping out of his warm bed and ran down the hall. He flung open the door to Lee and Ellie's room and shook them awake. "I got it!" Homer cried.

"What..." Ellie groaned sleepily. After all, it was 6am and they had a late night. Actually it was an early morning but still.

"I know why she was there!"

"WHO!" Lee snapped, annoyed at being woken. Homer could see he was getting no-where. Besides, they'd need coffee before they heard this. "You guys have 10 minutes to meet me in the sitting room. I will have coffee ready," Homer said and started to leave.

"Maybe you could put some clothes on first," a horrified Lee suggested cheekily, chucking him a blanket. Ellie giggled into the pillow and Homer turned red and retreated to his bedroom. Fifteen minutes and 3 cups of coffee later, Homer had Lee and Ellie begging to know what they what they were woken up for. "I know why she was there," Homer repeated.

"First of all," Lee said impatiently, "who is she?" A look of disbelief clouded Homers face. Then Ellie realised. "Fi!," Ellie and Homer said at the same time. "Why was she there Homer," Ellie probed.

" She was there to..." Homer started but before he could finish his sentence, a bang was heard from the window.