Disclaimer: I still don't own the O'Mallys

Ginger: and now for chapter two.

The next morning Marcus woke up to hear a storm raging outside and Shari starring at him in concern.

"Marcus? Are you alright?" she asked softly.

"Huh? What? Oh! I'm fine." he grumbled tiredly.

"Then why are you in your clothes, and hiding under the covers?"

"Nothing, I was just... just tired last night." he sighed, remembering the figure he had seen the night before.

Shari just kissed his forehead and brushed back his hair. "Alright, just checking. Do you want me to make breakfast."

"No, no. I got it." he said. Then he got up and walked out of the room without another word.

The rest of the day Marcus found himself getting paranoid, always glancing at the windows, praying he wouldn't see the figure again.

"Marcus? Are you sure you're alright?" Shari asked as they watched a movie together.

"Huh?" He had been more focused on watching the window instead of the movie.

"Marcus, you've been starring out the window for the last ten minutes, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing. I'm just... I don't know. I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed." he sighed, standing up. "Goodnight Shari." he said, then he walked out of the room and upstairs.

"I'm going crazy." he mumbled as he starred at himself in the bathroom mirror. "My imagination's gone haywire. Wait... don't have an overactive imagination. Do I?"

He growled at himself before walking into the bedroom. He was about to go to bed when curiosity got the better of him and he walked over to the window.

The storm had cleared leaving behind clear star streaked skies and a visible light from the moon.

And sitting there on the brick wall was the figure.

Marcus gasped as the figure looked up at him. It looked like a teenager in a black trench coat and nothing more.

He watched as the boy stood up and watched him sadly with deep yellow eyes. Then he ran off in a flash and dissapeared.

Marcus starred. "I'm being stalked by a kid?!" he gasped.

The rest of the night he remained wide awake in bed, thinking about what was happening and why.

And that's the end of chapter 2.