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"Noo!" She screamed.

"Easy down, hun!" Ted said.

Amy realized that it was just Ted and felt a bit more relaxed.

All of a sudden Ted fell on top of her. She got freaked out and moved out of the way, letting Ted fall to the ground. A screwdriver protruded from his back.

Amy gasped and covered her hands over her mouth in horror as she realized that Ted was dead, "Ted! Nooo!" She shrieked. And then that's when she saw it...

She looked up and saw Mort in the shadows, wearing the amish style hat. He was smiling and coming toward her.

"Surprise! I'm back! And I've come back especially for you!" He yelled in a cheery tone.

"M-M-M-Mort! Y-y-you're supposed to be d-dead!" Amy stuttered.

"I know! That's what makes it so perfect! I've come back to kill you, Amy," Mort said in the cheery tone, "I've come back to kill you because you are a cheating bitch and you must pay," Mort said, and grabbed at her.

"This can't be happening!" Amy cried and dodged his snatching hand. "You-You were dead. It w-was even an open c-c-casket funeral! I saw your dead body!" Amy said.

"Well, forget whatever you saw because none of that matters now. All that matters is that you must die!" Mort said, burst into laughter, and lunged after her.

Amy dodged his lunge and Mort crashed into the wall.

He gathered himself up from the wall and stood up. "Don't you know it's not nice to cheat on your husband, Amy?" Mort said, in a serious tone. "Well, it doesn't matter whether you do or don't because either way you're going to die," Mort said and lunged after her once more.

This time he caught her. He fell on top of her. She struggled underneath him, trying to free herself.

"Struggle all you want, I don't care. You're just making it harder for yourself than it already is," Mort said.

His words didn't affect Amy and she continued to struggle beneath him.

He bent his face close to hers and kissed her.

Unlike his words, this action seemed to have an affect on Amy, and she stopped squirming.

She began to daydream...

It was Mort and Amy's first date. They were in his car, in the parking lot of a fast food restaurant, scarfing down some cheeseburgers that they had just ordered from the drive-thru.

"So.. you're.. um.. enjoying the burgers?" Mort asked nervously.

"Mmhmm..," Amy said shyly, her mouth full of burger.

"That's... good..," Mort said. He looked off to the side.

Suddenly he turned back to her and pulled her head towards his and he kissed her.

Amy was first shocked, then kissed him back.

"Was it as good for you as it was for me?" Mort asked.

"Ohhhh, yeah. Maybe even better," Amy said, giggling.

They kissed again.

The flashback faded...

"I'm sorry," Amy said

"Sorry?" Mort asked.

"I'm sorry for cheating on you. I love you Mort.. well I loved you. But before you.. kill me.. can I ask you just one thing?" Amy said.

Mort thought for a second about what she had just said to him, then replied, "Okay"

"Why.. Why were you the way you.. were?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Mort asked, confusedly.

"You were either one of the sweetest guys, or one of the biggest assholes I knew. Why? Why couldn't you just be sweet all the time? What happened to you that you became that way?" Amy asked.

Mort was at a loss for words. Him? An asshole? No way! "I have no idea what you're talking about, and I certainly don't need to know. Now it's time to die," Mort said, taking an axe out of the back pocket of his pants.

Amy continued, "Mort! Wait! Listen! The reason I cheated on you was because you were not sane. It was like you had a split personality or something. I never knew which husband to expect, and it drove me crazy. I just couldn't go on like that. And then Ted came along... It was only supposed to be one night, but he was just so caring and sweet and kind.. like you were."

Mort raised the axe high up over his head.

"Y-You.. You beat me, Mort. You raped me. You verbally abused me. I loved you so much, but love can't cover bruises. Physical and emotional," She said.

Mort stared at her blankly. Had he really done everything that Amy was saying? Nah, Amy was just trying to buy time from him. But then again.. Mort had been a heavy drinker... Mort's heart broke. Perhaps everything was his fault..

"I am so sorry, Amy," Mort said and shook his head. "So sorry that I'm going to kill you now!" He yelled, and brought down the axe.