This chapter actually has no signifigence to the story itself what so ever. I just wanted a dog and forgot to write in a the begining. So whatever. :P

You actually don't even have to read it if you don't want.

THE NEXT DAY:

I wake up to the doorbell. 'Oh God.' I think. No use in pretending I'm not home. I open the door. A man I do not know is standing at the door. He is wearing a mail delivery uniform. I look at his truck. He works for UPS. "Hello." I say bewildered. "Hey there." he says, ''I'm looking for Callaway/ Nickson."

"Yep This is it."

"OK great?" He makes two trips back to his truck, leaving two huge boxes in front of our door. "Have a good day.'' he says, going back to his truck and leaving.

"You. too."

Reves comes up. ''Oh good.'' she says, with a smile. I help her drag the boxes inside.

''What is this?'' I ask. "You'll just have to see.'' I open the box. ''This is a dog dish.'' I state confused. I pull out more items, from rhinestone collars to punk-rock style dresses. Next, I discover a metal frame piece. "Is this the frame of a bed?''

"Yes.''

"Why?''

"Well, we've been talking about get doggies for awhile. You've been so stressed lately I figured you could use a loyal companion, so I decided to get you a dog. Me too."

" You got me a puppy? '' I ask in an excited disbelief. "AWW! thanks so much!" I hug Reves, squeezing her. "Where are they?"

"We have to pick them up at the airport." She looks at her watch. ''Oh shit now!"

We arrive at the airport, to take a look at my puppy. "Oh wow! Awww!'' I exclaim when my eyes fall upon her. A French Bulldog with and unforgetable mug and big bat ears. Her coat is black with a white patch on the chest. I hold her trying not to squeeze. She sniffs and licks at me. Reves' puppy is a Teacup Chihuahua. "Who are you? Freaking Paris Hilton?'' I ask.

''Leave me alone.'' is her only defense. We bring your puppies home, so they can get started on their new lives. "What's her name?'' Reves asks me. ''Mine is Bellatrix.''

I laugh. ''Isn't that from after Harry Potter?''

"So what. It's cute!"

I hold up my new love, looking at her. ''A Harry Potter name just won't do with it?" I ask her as if she's going to answer. She lets out a small wimper. "I didn't think so. Lacy is just fine. Lacy Jane.''