9
Megan wasn't sure where Rudolph was staying, but she had a very good guess.
She walked up to the Bates Motel. Anthony was leaving Cabin 2. He saw her and guessed why she was there.
"He's in Cabin 1 if you want to talk to him."
She went over to the door, took the key out, and paused. She then decided to knock on the door, but kept the key in hand, just in case.
"It's open," she heard him say from inside the room.
She opened the door and went in. She found him sitting on the bed, head in hands, staring at the newspaper next to him.
Megan moved the paper and sat down.
"I guess you heard the news," she told him.
"Yeah. Why would that jerk of a mayor want to do such a thing? This place put Fairvale on the map, practically! They can't tear it down!" he said.
He sighed and continued, "I don't know what to do. I really want to do something, but I don't know what!"
"I do!"
Rudolph looked up at her excitedly.
"What's your idea?"
"The whole drama club's probably gonna hear about it. We could get them to do a bunch of fundraisers and petitions and stuff. We could use the revenue from our fall play, too!"
Rudolph went closer to Megan. He whispered in her ear, "That's brilliant."
"Thanks."
"Megan, I love you."
"I know. I love you too," she replied as she put her arms around him.
Rudolph embraced her as well, then kissed her passionately. She returned the favor.
Little did they know, standing in the open doorway was the ghost of Norman Bates, smiling at the fact that his son had found love.
