Chapter 38: Fox's Appearance

Teresa woke up and rubbed the chest she was lying on. She kissed Dylan's chest and traced her finger along his abs. He woke up after this and kissed her forehead.

"Morning Looney tune."

"What did you call me?" She replied without looking up to face Dylan. She thought to herself, 'how dare he call me that! Some nerve!'

"I called you Looney tune. Something wrong with that Resa?"

"Only Fox calls me Looney tune and only Fox calls me Resa."

"That's why I'm doing it."

"What's your problem this morning? Are you trying to piss me off Dylan?"

"Who said I was Dylan?"

Teresa looked up towards the face of man she was lying on and there Fox was. Fox was lying in bed, next to her, smiling. Teresa thought she was dreaming.

"Fox?"

"In the flesh."

"It can't be you."

"Why not?"

"Because I fell asleep next to Dylan last night, not you."

"Gee, thanks for reminding me."

"No, Fox, I didn't mean it like that, it's just that, last night Dylan and I-"

Fox put his hand up, "I know what you two did last night. I heard you. I was watching the girls sleep when I heard you two going at it. You don't need to fill me in."

"Oh. I see. Where did you come from? What happened after that phone call? Were you shot?"

"Teresa, this is just a dream. I'm sorry, but yes, I was shot, and you need to help me. You need to find me so we can be together. I love you."

"I love you too."

"Find me Looney tune. Help me."

"I will. I promise! I will!"

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Teresa! Wake up! Wake up! You're screaming! Wake up!"

Teresa woke up and saw Dylan with a frantic look on his face. He asked, "Are you okay? You were having a nightmare. You kept screaming, 'I will. I promise. I will'. And you wouldn't stop saying it."

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"

"That doesn't matter. Are you okay though?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"It doesn't look or sound like it."

"Don't worry about it okay? I'm fine."

"What happened? Tell me."

"No."

"Teresa, just tell me what the dream was about."

"It was about Fox."

Dylan was silenced. He thought to himself, 'I just made love to her and she has a dream about Fox. What is her problem?'

"About Fox?" He asked.

"Dylan please don't get mad. I dreamt that he was here and then he told me that he was in grave danger and that he needed our help and he told me-" she stopped suddenly.

"What? What else did he tell you?"

"That he loved me and the girls."

Dylan couldn't help but be a little angered by this. He was the one taking care of Teresa and Fox's girls. He was the one providing for them and he was the one making love to Teresa, not Fox.

"I see."

"Dylan please don't be mad."

"I'm not."

"Promise?"

"Yeah."

"Dylan, I can't shake the feeling that something's wrong with him and that he's so desperate that his soul is calling to me."

"Teresa, that's crazy talk."

"I mean it Dylan. I know he needs me."

"I need you too."

"Dylan . . ."

"Honestly Teresa what do you expect me to say? Huh? I take care of you and the girls, I provide for you, I love your daughters as they were mine and I make love to you and all you do is think about Fox. What do you expect me to say?"

"Well, Dylan. I didn't know we were such a burden on you."

"I didn't say that Teresa."

"That's what you meant."

"No it's not."

"Whatever."

"Teresa, if you think something is wrong with Fox then okay, I promised you I'd look into it didn't I?"

"Yeah."

"Then okay. Drop it. Stop rubbing it in my face."

"I'm not though."

He paused and stared at her and said, "Okay." He kissed her forehead and say, "Do you need me to help you get back to sleep?"

"Maybe."

"Do you want me to rub your back?"

"Yeah."

He smiled and kissed her forehead again and signaled for her to lie on her stomach.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Lucia had said her first word to Dylan and guess what it was . . .daddy. She called Dylan 'daddy' and Teresa was flipping out and Dylan thought it was the funniest thing. It had been at least six months now since Dylan, Teresa, and the girls had moved back to the New England area. They didn't let anyone but Whitney know that they were near Harmony. The days were longer now and the nights too short for Dylan and Teresa. They were in search of Fox and Teresa wouldn't give up . . . unless someone gave her a reason to.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Author's Note: Crazy week ahead. I thought it would be nice of me to give you guys two chapters since it may be a couple of days before another update. Review please and keep me posted on any ideas you guys may have. This story is going to stretch about 10-15 more chapters I think, but don't worry, they should be interesting.