Chapter 3
The large man found his way quickly back to Nancy's apartment building within ten minutes of leaving the bar. He marched up the stairs and burst through Nancy's front door. Wrong choice.
"Marv!" Nancy yelled. She barely had time to throw her robe on as the big man stepped through the front door. She had been standing with her robe wide open at the stove and was making some pancakes. Marv had a split second to realize that she wasn't wearing a nightgown under there.
"Sorry babe!" He shielded his eyes as he walked into the room and flopped down on the couch. "I need to knock."
"Yes you do!" She yelled back. Nancy quickly softened and smiled at Marv. "If you wanted to see just ask me!"
Marv laughed hard at the joke and Nancy went and sat down next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and started to dozes off. "Your like my father Marv. Thanks for helping me while Hartigan was gone."
Marv wrapped one hugs arm around her small shoulder.
"Anytime babe. You're one good dame Nance. A good dame..." He paused and looked down to see her fast asleep. Marv picked her up carefully and took her to her bedroom. He layed her down and covered her up and walked into the living room.
The next morning Nancy awoke to the sunlight traveling across her sheets and and up to her face. She got up and opened her bedroom door to find a hungover Marv flipping the last of the pancake mix around in a skillet.
"You were only asleep an hour babe." He looked over and his eyes fluttered shut. "Nance.." He aimed a large finger at her and she looked down. Her robe had become undone.
"Jeez! Sorry Marv." She covered up quickly.
"It's okay darlin'. Just leave that for work tonight." He smirked. She smiled back and went to sit down at the table, watching Marv flip the last pancake.
"You got up to make me breakfast?"
"Never slept. Sides, that's what dads do babe." He put all the pancakes onto a big plate and handed it to the girl. Then he produced a large jug of maple syrup and some butter and placed them on the table as well.
"So, what are you doin' today Nance?" Marv asked, pouring himself a large cup of hot, black coffee.
"Well, i have to be at work tonight at eight, so I think I'll go shopping and get some lunch. You wanna come Marv?" Nancy asked, smiling.
"What are we gettin'?' Marv replied relectantly.
"Food, clothes. The usual." Nancy said through a bite of pancake. "Maybe a new costume for tonight."
"Nothin to racy now Nance. I dont wanna have to club them offa ya." Marv replied.
"It's my job Marv."
"I know... You ain't no little girl now. I've been prayin that you still would be."
"Well I'm not. So don't worry big guy. You worry to much."
"I know it. Why do you think all my damn hair's white?"
"Always though you were older than you are." She gave Marv a small smirk as he ran a large hand through his hair.
"I'll meet you at home Marv. Knock this time." Nancy said, once again putting her jacket on over her small costume.
"Alright darlin'. It's about two o'clock right now?"
"Yeah." With that Nancy walked through the door. The rain was starting to slow down and Marv was sure that the sun was gonna be up soon. At about three he exited himself, and noted that sure enough, the rain had stopped.
After about the fifth step he stopped. Warm water had hit his leg insted of cold when he splashed through the puddles...
When Marv looked down, he discovered not water...
He was walking in a massive pool of blood...