Chapter 12

Jim's POV

Once we finished watching the movie, we went back to working on the Scream story.

"So, do you think people will like this one," Staci asked.

"Oh, my dear, I think they will love it. I'm glad Sherlock isn't here right now, he'd think this was boring."

"So, do you agree that in Batman Begins, they don't give Dr. Crane enough screen time?" Staci asked.

"I know they don't give him enough in the Dark Knight," I replied. "Alright, how about we start typing now?"

"My typing skills are weak; I type really slow," she said.

"Well, how about this...I'll do the typing. You just focus on your notes."

"Ok, fine with me," she said. "I'm going to bed."

"Alright then, goodnight my dear." She walks to her room.

"Are you ok with sleeping on my couch or do you want my bed," she asked.

"Oh no my dear, it's your place. I'll just take the couch..." I began to say, we both then jumped when we heard something outside the window. We both grabbed ahold of each other.

"What was that?" she asked.

"I don't know. It's going to be ok Staci," I said. We both walked towards the window.

"Do you want to open the curtain, or should I?" she asked.

"Stay there." I opened the curtain. There was nothing there.

"Maybe we were just imagining things," she said.

"Yes," I agreed with her. " I think I may just be scared by your story." I shut the curtain and she then went to bed.

I go back to typing. I'm used to staying up late, but tonight, I was tired. So tonight I just saved the file on her computer and shut it down. I laid down on her couch and fell asleep.

I even forgot that I was still wearing my suit. I woke up the next morning and found a blaket thrown over me. I notice Staci walking into the kitchen; she was wearing Christmas pajamas.

"Good morning," she said.

"Where did this blanket come from?" I asked.

"Well, I got up early this morning and saw that you were sleeping, so I didn't want you to freeze."

"Oh, well, um...thank you," I honestly didn't know what to say at this moment.

"No problem; pancakes ok with you?"

"Sure," I told her.

"So, did you type the first chapter of the story?"

"Oh yes, I did Stace, you can look at it if you want."

She then walked over to the computer. I was delighted by the smile she had.

"It's great, I love it. I'm going to post it."

"But first, we need a title, a summary, and a genre." I turned to her and laughed. I love how enthusiastic she is.

"Alright we call it 'Scream: The Sherlock Addition'," she said.

I agree and we typed up the summary. She posted it.

"Well done, my dear," I say.

"I need to go get ready for work," she said "Oh, and while I'm gone, one thing..."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Please don't come to work to see me today ok?"

"No problem. I will stay here. Do you mind if I watch one of your movies?"

"Sure," she said and she took off out the door. Her cat was just sat there on the chair with it's emerald eyes staring up me. What was its name again? Oh yes...Georgette. "You must really keep her good company," I said, petting her. Maybe I should have Seb get me a cat when I get home, I thought.