Chapter 7

Uncomfortable Bed

The morning sun starts to heat up your face as you slowly wake from your slumbers. You don't remember having a dream but you do recall hearing someone humming beside you. As you open your eyes, you see Squanchy still asleep in front of you, fully cuddled against you with his arms and legs stretched out in front of him. His silent snore lets you know he was not going to move anytime soon. Stretching your back revealed that there was something else behind you. Opening your eyes fully, you crane your neck around to see a snoozing Rick spooned up behind you, his left arm resting on your hip. It must have been his voice you heard then… A smile stretches across your face as you see Rick flutter his eyes open.

"You're awake babe? Listen, I'm sorry about last night. I was a dick. Worse than that…" He yawns and stretches out behind you, pushing his crotch tight in along your bottom. Your heart starts to pound.

"It's… it's alright. Squanchy was there…" you whisper softly, not trusting your voice right now.

"He shouldn't have… I should have… but I didn't… you… you just… FUCK!" Rick rolls off the bed. As you lay on your back you eye him pacing in the small room. Squanchy stopped snoring but was still laying there as if asleep.

"I'm alright Rick. It worked out. I have stake in this too. I should have told you guys where I was going without just leaving."

"That's not what I'm mad at. I'm fucking mad at myself. I'm the fucking genius and what do I do? I know you need to be watched and protected… fuck that's what was asked… fuck!"

"What do you mean, what was asked?" You sit up, confusion taking over. Rick stops his pacing and sits on the bed beside you. He reaches up to your face and trails the back of his fingers along the tattoo. A shiver courses through your body at his touch. You close your eyes and focus on breathing steady. As you open them, Rick is close to you, smiling at you with his knowing grin.

"I'll level with you. Had this discussion with the guys when you first got here. This tattoo is more than just a beautiful flower. It holds code. Code that only a Rick would understand. Wait… I see the confusion so I'll answer that now. There are multiple dimensions with multiple versions of people. So there are multiple Ricks. Most are assholes so I leave them alone and they leave me alone. This tattoo is from a Rick and it asks to keep you protected if found. And it includes his dimensional number, so we could find him."

"Alright… then let's find him and get some answers! I want my memories back Rick!"

"Yeah… there's a problem with that…" Rick massages the back of his neck and looks down. "The dimension… is mine." You stare at Rick.

"You? But how?"

"Yeah… well… along with porting to different dimensions, all Ricks learned about being able to travel through time as well. Backwards, forwards, whatever… it became dull. But by the second time, we all run into these assholes who like to make sure no one fucks things up. We're all told that if we try a third time, we'll have our memory wiped until we're found and placed back in our own time and dimension."

"So that means…"

"Yeah, that he must have pushed you through to protect you. Knowing that another dimension would not suffice and that the past was the only way to protect you. But our problem now, is that these assholes are looking for a displaced me… not you. It will take them a while to figure this out and until then, I need to keep you safe. So… I'm sorry." There was a long pause until he added; "You'll never hear that again so soak it up."

"About squanching time you told her…" Squanchy rolled over and sat up behind you on the bed. You could feel him stand and lean across your back to wrap his arms around your neck. You smile knowing he was messing with Rick. "You should thank me, by the way. I saved her squanch back there. Sure, she would have been able to deal with him, but I squanched him first. I guess that makes her mine… huh?" You hold back a chuckle as Rick whips around to glare at him.

"Go fuck off somewhere else Squanchy. I don't need this shit from you." His voice was on edge.

"No. She's with me now. I squanching protect her. As long as you're off squanching about with your dick, I'm her safe place. So go fuck off somewhere else yourself." Squanchy was holding on tight to you, emphasizing his point. You stayed as still as possible, knowing that this had to do with something else as well as you.

"Possessive, fucking, little, furry piece of shit! I fucking saved you for this? So you could fuck with me like this?"

"Fuck with you? You needed this wakeup call! Ever since she squanched in on us, you've been acting off. So, be a squanching friend and talk… to… me…" Squanchy lets go of you and sits beside you on the bed. Rick pulls up a chair and sits with his head hiding in his hands for a while.

"She… she causes… I don't know. I feel different around her." He mutters out, head still down.

"Do you guys want me to leave? Or can I talk too?" You ask quietly.

"Go ahead babe…" Rick quietly replies.

"I feel something too. I thought it was just me… or reacting to something internal… but soon the feelings became tied to you. Like when you get close, or when we were singing, or when you were humming to me while I was falling asleep. I knew it was you. A heat came over me." Rick looks up.

"Yeah… that's it! That's what I feel too." Rick stands up suddenly and starts pacing the floor again. "We have no idea what race you come from. Not many on file that have blue blood but I will narrow it down soon. I have contacts on a lot of planets to connect with on this as well…" Rick started mumbling more to himself while continuing to pace along the floor. Squanchy winks at you and gives you a lopsided grin. "Squanch!" Rick yells out, turning on spot to stare at him. "What do you feel?"

"Gassy currently. Why?" You hold back a laugh as Squanchy pokes you in the ribs.

"Everyone's a fucking comedian… around her fur ball… around her." Rick runs a hand through his hair as your imagination goes wild over the movement. Rick slowly raises eyes to yours, knowing what you were feeling. You look away, turning red.

"Honestly, I want to protect her. She's like squanching clan Rick…" You see Squanchy rub the back of his neck while Rick's jaw drops slightly.

"Seriously? Like clan? Shit…"

"What does that mean?" You say silently.

"Squanch girl… it… it means… that you're like family. Close family. Or… or… you know… family basically. I squanched my clan back in the wars. It's just me… and these assholes… So, this is squanching new to me again and I worry and I want to squanching protect you… and…" Squanchy rubs his paws together and looks at you. "I don't purr. I've never purred before. There… I squanching said it."

"Squanchy…" You wrap an arm around him and hold him close. It was strange, but you felt the same way. You knew that he was the safe spot in this chaos right now. Rick had stopped pacing and sat to the other side of Squanchy, placing his arm around him as well. Squanchy took your arm away and kissed your hand. He then growled at Rick, who laughed and squeezed tighter. Squanchy then cursed out a storm and tossed Rick against the bed. Teasing progressed with Rick asking why Squanchy never told him that he was attracted to him. You took this moment to remove yourself from the bed and stand back watching the fight. Laughter exploded from you as the two teased the other and started turning everything that was done into something sexual. It ended with Squanchy leaping off the bed in front of you. "I'm out for a bit… damned squanching son of a squanch…" He sounded annoyed but was smiling as he left.

Watching Squanchy leave the room led your eyes to the bed and what was spread out before you. Rick laid back with his legs open and his head propped up with one hand. The other slowly moved from his exposed neck, down his chest and to the buttons of his pants. Your eyes followed, whether by will or not. A dark chuckle emanated from Rick as you watch him crawl off the couch and walk up against your body. A look from him was all it took… you grabbed the low neck tank and pulled him forward into a kiss. Catching him off guard was worth it; he stood for a minute, not moving until you opened up your lips to let your tongue slid out to taste him. Rick exploded in a flurry of motion. His hands circled you and wrapped into your hair. A groan escapes him as he kisses you back, tongue as eager to meet as yours. Weightlessness follows as Rick lifts you up and carries you to the bed. All thoughts escape you about why this shouldn't be a great idea as he laid you down along the mattress and stared at you.

"I want you babe…" His words were breathless, searching your eyes.

"I have a feeling I'm going to be the jealous type…"

"No worries… I am too…" Rick smiled as he leaned in for another kiss.