"Jolene!"

I jump, having once again been snooping through Norman's house. I can't help that he has so many interesting things.

"Yes?" I speed walk to the kitchen where he called from. "We have no groceries here at all." He leans on the refrigerator door. "I can go get some. But, I'm not gonna go into Fairvale."

He nods, closing the refrigerator. "I was gonna make us dinner, then I saw that the fridge was empty." He smiles, blushing. "Well, had there been food here, we probably wouldn't need to eat it anyway."

I go upstairs and step into a pair of shoes, fix my hair in the dusty mirror, and grab my purse. The stairs creak as I jog back down, ready to go.

"Norman I'll be back in a little bit!" I call as I open the door to leave.

"Where are you headed?" He steps into sight, drying his hands with a dish towel. I guess he was washing off the old dishes.

"Just gonna go get some groceries and things. I won't be gone very long."

"Okay. Just be careful, please." I freeze as his large hand falls on my shoulder, his thumb lightly grazing my collarbone, then dropping. "I will. Anything specific you want?"

"Actually, can you get me some candy corn?"

I smile and nod before turning to leave.

/

I got quite a bit of groceries, but I'll imagine we won't be wanting to leave very much.

Norman doesn't know this, but before we left the house I got in to Richards safe and took all of the money. I won't say how much it is, but it's pretty much every dime Richard made other than what we spent on the house. He was paranoid a bank teller would steal his money so he just preferred to keep it at home.

I'm not complaining though, because now Norman and I can live off of it.

I come out of my thoughts as the trunk slams. "Thank you." I smile at the young bag boy, who simply nods and jogs back toward the store.

/

Once I pull back up to the Bates house I immediately go in to get Norman, knowing I can't get all of this myself.

"Norman!"

"What?"

"You have to come help me with this stuff."

I hear the sink water turn off, and he smiles as he perkily walks into sight, wiping his hands on his pants.

"How much did you get?"

"A lot."

He leads me out to the car, widening his eyes at the trunk full of bags.

"Wow! This will last us months."

I nod, grabbing several out.

"Did you get me some candy corn?"

"Seven bags!" I call over my shoulder, walking up the steps to the house.

/

About an hour later we get everything put away and brought in.

"What do you want for dinner Norman?"

"No, you go relax. I'll cook dinner for us. You've had a long day." He says.

I smile, giving him a half hug.

You know, he may have a bad reputation, but Norman Bates is the kindest man I've ever met in my life.

/

Thank you for your reviews! I'm glad you liked the murder chapter. I was so nervous writing it! I'm sorry about this chapter. I've had a lot going on, plus I'm transferring to a new school tomorrow, so I just wanted to post SOMETHING, even something short and dumb like this! :)