A/N: f.r.e.a.k.i.n.g. heck it's short again. I'm sorry, I'm just frustrated with myself… but I'm posting such short chapters in such a short period of time cause you're going to have to wait for the next one! It's going to take some time to write… but I won't give you anymore suspense. Next chapter WILL be the date. ;)

Love Me Dead: A Farfetched Thought, Not So Much Anymore

At 7:30 that night, Domovoi stood in a bow tie in front of Jeffrey's door. Artemis was around the corner, making sure his bodyguard wasn't going to bail. Not that he didn't trust him, but it was always good to check. Butler took a deep breath, and then, with a trembling hand, knocked on Jeffrey's door.

I can't believe I'm actually doing this, he thought regretfully.

Jeffrey felt exactly the opposite. He was psyched and ready to go! He knew that he shouldn't get his hopes up too high; Domovoi probably wouldn't even let him kiss him. But even so, it was going to be a great date and he knew it.

He was looking in the mirror at himself, grinning with confidence. Then he heard a knock at his door, and smiled wider.

I haven't smiled in a while… Jeffrey thought to himself, as he walked to the door. It feels really nice.

Dahmer opened the door to see Domovoi standing there, with a fabulous white bow tie suit that brought out his shining green eyes. Jeffrey stared with a dreamy smile on his face. He could tell that Butler was disgusted, though.

"You look amazing…" the killer whispered.

"And… you look nice as well…"

Jeffrey grinned. "Thank you, Dommy."

"Please don't call me that."

"I'll call you whatever I like. Now, let's go to that movie."

Domovoi nodded hesitantly, and walked down the stairs with him.

Artemis was watching this, and was now sure that everything was going to take place. He now knew that the Millers were, in fact, going to be stopped. At the same time, he felt slightly bad for his bodyguard, but it was all going to be worth it.

Maybe even Butler would come to love Jeffrey, and be happy too.

Wait, no, what was he thinking?! Artemis cursed himself. Domovoi could not be with a serial killer. Artemis wouldn't let it happen! Neither would Butler. But somehow… the thought didn't seem too farfetched anymore.