Hey guys! New chapter time! I am hoping that I get another one up tonight because I got a great idea…. Although I don't think that most of you wont like it… to bad! I'm the writer! Anyway… here is chapter 10 I am thinking that this story will come to a close soon… sorry… but blame Erin! Alright so please review!

Chapter 10

The keys are in the Jeep go home and get some sleep.

I looked at his body limp on the floor.

"Patch, I'm not going to leave your body here." I said to the air.

Nora, it's fine, just go home.

I groan, I guess I should go home, but I didn't want to leave Patch's corpse here.

I get up from my knees and get out of the bathroom, I close the bathroom not before I look back at Patch.

So innocent, his hat over his eyes, I decide to go back in the bathroom.

I kneel down to his corpse, and take off his hat, and put it on my head, it smelled like the forest, it smelt like Patch… my Patch.

I tousled his hair, and realized I should leave, if I stayed here longer I realized it would be a harder time to leave Patch.

I stood up, and quietly closed the bathroom door.

I went out of the bedroom and into the hall, I ran down the hall to the front door.

I was sprayed with a blast of rain. To my surprise it was down pouring outside.

Patch's hat kept the rain from hitting my face.

I got in the Jeep and just sat there. I put the heater on high, but it didn't melt away the pain that Marcie—I mean Rixon caused.

Angel? Are you okay?

"No, I'm not Patch… you're not here." I say looking at the steering wheel.

Yes, I am—

"But not physically!" I yell at the steering wheel.

I could hear Patch sigh in my head.

Listen, after it stops raining, I will take you to a romantic picnic.

"How will it be romantic if you're not there?" I ask the air, it felt weird talking to the air… like I was schizophrenic or something, maybe I was crazy… crazy about Patch for sure.

Trust me, I know I won't be there but it will be romantic, I promise.

I sigh, "I guess it would be nice." I say. I start up the Jeep, we were in the middle of nowhere, but Patch was my personal GPS, he would tell me when to turn, and where we were. What I didn't know was that we were on the outskirts of Coldwater.

It took us about an hour to get back to my house, and Patch was with me the whole time. Well not physically, but mentally, I think I finally felt what it was like to be him, and I had to admit… I hated it! HATED IT! I had no idea how Patch did this!

"Patch?" I ask him, when we finally get to my house.

Mhmm?

He must have been deep in thought.

"How can you save me from danger if you're in heaven?" I ask, wondering if he actually could save me from danger.

I can't you have to promise me that you will not get in any trouble.

"I promise." I didn't really plan on keeping that promise since I was clumsy.

Hey, it has stopped raining do you want to go on that picnic now or tomorrow?

I was pretty tired so I don't think that I could go on a picnic and actually enjoy it.

"Tomorrow, I think I am going to go to bed." I say

Okay, sweet dreams Angel.

"Patch, can you come in my dreams from Heaven?" I ask, because I really wanted to see him.

I'll try, but if I can't, you know I love you right?

"Right," I say staring at the front door. I put my key in the key hole, I turned it, but it didn't turn.

"Stupid door, give me my key!" The dead bolt never worked ever since Patch broke it about a year ago.

After finally being able to open the door, I went inside; it felt so nice to be home.

I went into the kitchen, and found two messages on the answering machine.

One was from my mom asking where I was, I haven't called her for a while, so I guess I should call her.

Twenty minutes later I hang up with my mom, she gave me a huge lecture about how I need to call her more. I get a shower taken, and get in my pajamas, I was just about to fall asleep when I remembered the second message, oh well they can wait till to tomorrow.

That night I had the strangest dream.

It had to be about ten years in the future.

I was in the farmhouse with a little girl, probably my daughter later on.

"Mommy, what was daddy like?" She asks.

"Oh, um…" It caused a lot of pain to tell a little girl about her father that she didn't even now about. "He had those black eyes like you, and the smile that you have." She wraps her arms around me and squeezes a little.

"Mommy what happened to Daddy?" She asks.

"He wanted us to start a family, but he got stabbed to death, and he couldn't meet you, I could tell he really did." I say, not making eye contact with her.

She had long brown hair, like me, with dark brown eyes, that actually looked black, her eyes were Patch's as was her smile, that fox smile made me always think of Patch when I saw it.

Then the scene changed.

I was sitting on a porch swinging on a swing gray haired.

I took out a phone, and dialed someone.

"Hey honey, how are you doing?" I ask the phone.

"Mom, not right now I'm kind of busy."

"Okay, just checking—"Then the line was disconnected.

I looked across the street watching a young couple jog around the corner with two little kids in a stroller. Oh how I wanted to have a husband, with many little kids and grandkids.

I jerk up from my bed.

I just had a dream of a life without Patch… and I know what I had to do.

I had to sacrifice myself.

:O is Nora going to sacrifice herself? I don't know (actually I do!) So what did you think? Not what you expected was it? Please review and I will see you next time on whatever this is that I am doing with my time… alright bye!

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