Then I would be a fucking piece of toast. I heard my wife enter the bathroom bringing me out of my deep thought. Well, we'll know in about thirty minu...es, I thought. "Hey in there, I'm home. Jerry really was a great help. We got it all done. What do you say we get our butts in gear and go party?" Di called to me over the shower. Boy, if she only knew. When I got out of the shower Di was packing the bag for the trip. We had reserved a camp site at a nearby state park for a few days. We had. As she had expected there was not a single footprint in the thick dust on the museum's floor and she enjoyed the feeling of exploring a place no one else had set foot into for years. It reminded her of the strange fascination she had always felt for lost places, aimlessly wandering around them for hours without getting bored.This time however she knew exactly where she wanted to go, the highest room furthest from the entrance to ensure she had ample time should she hear any movement throughout. She turned and looked over at Lorne who was now also helplessly floating above the ground, unable to do anything, but looking at the large creature. "With all the trouble you caused me, I figured you would have been more of a challenge than this. Your weapon is useless and you're stuck floating three feet above the ground. So now let's just watch as your body is killed in the real world. And when it goes...you go." The thing's teeth gleamed in a big smile. "Anything to say. That’s a specially-designed support group. Now come here.” She did, and he kissed the tiny bulge in her stomach, the bulge that was her reason to marry him, the bulge, or rather the baby somewhere under it, which he had promised to treat lovingly because he loved Candy.When Candy told him that there was another circle now, he could have kicked himself. He’d heard at one point but had forgotten. On the way home from church the next Sunday, she gave him the address and he drove past the apartment.