You Mean Everything
Angie’s apartment, the next morning:
Dede and Angie had just finished breakfast, but Dede was getting a bit nervous and speaking to her sister about her first time with a girl.
“Wow, that some breakfast; thanks Dede. What’s the occasion?”
“Oh, I just wanted to cook.”
“Well, I’m stuffed. The pancakes, wow; delicious. Now, I just want to sleep, but I have some notes to follow through about the case.”
“Oh, you haven’t talked about that, can I ask you something about one of the defendants in the case?”
“Okay, I’ll try, but I can’t really talk about it.”
“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. You see, Peggy was dating this guy, but they broke up. We’re together by the way, I mean, really together.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful sweetie. I’m happy for you.”
“Thanks, Angie and I’m happy too. So, about this guy who came to see her but he threatened her.”
“How did he threaten her?”
“He said that if she told anyone that he and this guy were friends, that she would regret it.”
“Well, a verbal threat should be taken seriously. What’s his name?”
“Maybe I shouldn’t tell you his name.”
“How does this relate to the case?”
“Tony Lucas and this guy are friends.”
“Okay, stop right there. I can’t talk about any of that.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“But if he threatens her again, she needs to go to the authorities. It’s crucial that she do that. It may mean her life.”
Dede was really worried now. “I’ll tell her; thanks.”
“Now, it’s nap time.”
“Sure, I’ll clean up.”
After cleaning up, Dede went to her room and called Peggy, but she wasn’t there. The restaurant didn’t open until Noon on Sundays, but she didn’t work on Sundays, but Peggy did. She decided to leave her a message to call her right away.
Now, it’s almost Noon and Peggy should be headed into work by now. She called again, still no answer.
“Angie! I’m going out for a while.”
Half asleep, Angie poked her head out. “Where are you going?”
“To see Peggy; she wanted to talk.”
“Alright, be careful.”
“I will and I’ll call you.”
“Please do; we do worry about each other.”
“I know.” Then she was gone.
On her way to see Peggy, she called the restaurant and Peggy hadn’t arrived yet. It’s now 12:15; the restaurant was open and now they’re short-handed. She told Ben that she was concerned because she couldn’t reach Peggy, so, she’s headed to her place.
“Call me when you see her. Now I’m worried,” Ben said.
“Yes, I will.” She hung up and called Peggy again and another voicemail.
She asked the cabbie to wait 15 minutes but if she doesn’t come back, he could leave.
“Alright, lady, I’ll keep the meter running.”
“Thank you.” She headed upstairs and knocked and knocked again. “Peggy please open the door. Are you in there?! Please, Peggy!”
“Hey, what’s going on?” A neighbor poked her head out.
“It’s my friend; she’s not answering her phone and I haven’t heard from her since last night. Have you seen her?”
“No, it’s been days.”
“Days, but I saw her last night.”
“Well, that may be true, but I haven’t seen her for several days.”
“Thank you.” She pulled out her cell phone and called Bill. He answered on the first ring. “Oh, Bill, thank goodness. I can’t find Peggy and I think she’s missing. I’m at her place now.”
“Give me the address. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
“Thank you.” She hung up and went to the cabbie and told him to leave. She decided to wait outside for Bill. “Oh, Peggy, where are you?”
She looked up minutes later and Bill arrived in a patrol car with another officer in uniform. Bill jumped out of the car and pulled her close. “Show me.”
They headed upstairs and Bill knocked and knocked. “Break it down.”
Bill told her to wait in the hall. Putting her hand over her mouth; she nodded.
The officer and Bill went inside. A few minutes later, they came back out. “She’s not here.”
Dede wasn’t sure if she was relieved she wasn’t found or just positive her friend was dead.
He pulled her close. “We will find her. Do you have a photograph?”
“Yes, I do.” She pulled it from her wallet. “It was taken at the restaurant, a few days ago. Please find her; you have to find her.” Dede was losing it.
“This officer will take you to your sister Okay? You stay there until you hear from me. Understand?”
“Okay; I understand.”
“Jimmy, take her to her sister. She’ll give you the address.”
“Go on, now.” He helped her into the patrol car.
He watched her leave then called Angie and told her what to expect. Minutes later, another patrol car arrived with forensic team to try and find out if there was some type of struggle, or signs of blood anything to leave them to believe she was hurt, taken, or that she was truly in trouble, kidnapped, or worse.
Meanwhile, Peggy lay on the floor in a place she didn’t recognize. It smelled like a whorehouse or something. She wrinkled her nose.
“It stinks in here.”
“Johnny, what have you done? Where am I?”
“I don’t have time for small talk. I know your friend is rich. Dede, is that her name?”
“Where did you get that idea? She’s not rich. She’s a waitress just like me. You’ve made a stupid mistake.”
“Look, I just need some money to get out of town.”
“Didn’t you hear me; she doesn’t have any money.”
“I know her family is loaded. I read up on her parents' death ten years ago, and they left them a fortune over $10 million dollars.”
Stunned, she said, “I don’t believe you.”
“It’s true alright. Now call her and tell her to bring me $2 million dollars in twenty-four hours or you’re dead, and I want it in small bills, and they had better not be marked.”
“I won’t do it.”
He smacked her across the face. “You mean nothing to me. You made my skin crawl when I had to touch you. Tony made me do it, but it hated it.”
Tears blurred her vision but she wouldn’t cry. “I hated it too; you piece of shit.”
He smacked her again. “Now make the call or there’s more where that came from.” He pulled out a sheet of paper. “Tell her to leave the money at this address, put the money in a trash bin by Noon tomorrow.”
He handed her a burner phone. Peggy dialed the number.
“Dede, it’s me.”
“Oh, thank goodness. It’s her. Peggy, are you alright?"
Angie came closer and took her sister’s hand. Bill was also there along with several officers ready to time the call to find her location. She put the call on speaker.
“I’m alright, but I’ve been kidnapped and they want money from you and your family.”
Angie frowned and so did Bill.
“How much?” Dede asked.
“$2 million in small bills at the address on this slip of paper.” Bill tapped his watch telling her to extend the time.
“Alright, let me get a pen. I have it, go on. Where is this exactly? Peggy, Peggy, are you there? She’s gone.”
“Did we get it?” Bill asked the timer.
“Yes, here’s the location.”
“Let’s go,” Bill said then they were gone.
“He’ll get her back,” Angie said and held her sister close. “Don’t cry. It won’t be long now.”
An hour went by, but no call from Bill. Just when they were about to call him, a knock came at the door. It was Bill and Peggy was behind him wrapped up in a blanket but she had a black eye. “Oh, Peggy.”
Dede pulled her in her arms, both crying happy she was Okay.
“Go on, you two.” Angie guided them to Dede’s bedroom.
After they were gone and the door closed. Bill had a question. “So, you’re a millionaire?”
“Technically yes, but it’s all handled by lawyers and Dede and Andy won’t see most of it until they turn 25. We get allowances every month or so, barely enough to live on.”
“I see, but there’s this yacht I wanted to buy,” he smiled at the look on her face. She smacked his arm. “Come here,” he whispered and pulled her close. “You’re shaking.”
“I’m just trying not to cry,” she whispered and buried her face on his chest.
He led her into her bedroom and shut the door. “Lay down and rest. It’s been one hell of a day.”
“Is Peggy alright? I saw the bruises.”
“Just a few scratches. She tried to fight him off. There was evidence of a struggle and we knew someone would call looking for money.”
“You were right. So, who is this guy? Dede told me that Peggy was threatened. Is it the same guy?”
“Yeah, it was him. He’s one of Tony’s henchmen. He’s back in jail.”
“So, he was out on bail, the same as Tony?”
“Tony is back in jail, as well.”
“Really, so they think Tony was behind the kidnapping?”
“He was behind it. He has no money and he saw this as a quick and easy way to get it.”
“He’ll stay there until the trial.”
“I don’t think there will be a trial; a lot of informants have come forward to plea deal.”
“Seriously, fifteen have come forward?”
“Yes, they have. Most of them dealt with illegal drugs, prostitution and money laundering.”
“This will make my job a lot easier.”
“Enough talk. Lay down and I'll stay until you fall asleep.”
She grinned and closed her eyes. She took his hand. “Thank you for saving Peggy.”
“No, thank you for being so rich.”
She smacked his arm again. “I’m not rich.”
“Ouch; that hurt.”
“Oh, I’m sorry; it’s your sore arm.”
“I’m just joking.” He smiled and moved in a little closer. She leaned over him and closed her eyes. She yawned prettily. “I missed my nap today.”
“You nap every day?”
“No, I wish, but I will when I retire at 30.”
“Did you say 30; I’m 30, and I am so ready.”
“I’m 26 and I’m ready to retire.”
“Well, when the time comes, we’ll take that trip I’ve been dreaming about for years.”
Stunned, she stared at him. “What trip are you talking about?”
“The one where we’re at the beach; I kissed you and there’s this hotel we were staying at; it was beautiful.”
“Get off me.” She jumped out of bed, too stunned to even think it.
“What’s wrong; what did I say?” He stood up and came closer.
“I can’t believe this. Here I thought that; I don’t know what I thought.”
“Angie, you’re scaring me. What are you talking about?”
“We had the same dream. I had dreams of kissing you on the beach and at a hotel before we met.”
“I’ve heard of this. It’s called dream-sharing, but why does that bother you? I think it’s wonderful. I think it means that it was inevitable that we meet, fall in love, and we did.”
“That’s not what it means.” She turned and stood against the wall, suddenly afraid.
“Of course, it does. Angie, please don’t do this.”
“You should go.”
“Go; go where? I belong with you, no one else.”
She shook her head. “You have to leave; leave now.”
“Angie, please. You’re not making any sense.”
“I’m sorry, Bill, but this whatever it is between us; it has to end.”
Stunned to the depths of his soul. His eyes watered. “You’re tired. You need to rest. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Don’t call me or come and see me.”
Confused, he didn’t know what to say. Then he left.
She slid to the floor and cried and cried.
Bill listened at the door.
Dede and Peggy were in the living room watching television when they heard fighting and sobbing.
“What’s going on?” She opened the door and her sister was on the floor balling her eyes out. “Angie, what happened? What did you do to her?”
“I didn’t do anything. She broke up with me.”
“She broke up with you, but she loves you. You must have done something to upset her. Look at her. I’ve never seen her like this.”
“I told her about a dream I had and she had the same dream. That is what upset her, and now she wants to break up with me.”
Dede’s mouth dropped open in shock. “You and my sister dream-shared?”
“Yes, is that a crime? I don’t understand.”
“It means that you are an evil warlock. That’s what it means.”
“What? That must be some kind of old wives’ tale. I’ve never heard of such a thing, and I’m certainly not a warlock.”
“You should go. I’ll talk to her,” Dede said. He just stood there. “Just go.”
He didn’t want to upset her not anymore. “Alright, I’ll leave.”
Dede helped her sister to her feet, but she was still crying. “He’s gone.”
“I can’t believe this. Why didn’t I see it?”
“You love him; that’s why,” Dede replied.
Bill couldn’t leave, not like this. He sat down on the sofa and tried to think.
“You’re not leaving?” Peggy asked and watched him closely.
“No, I’m not. Angie is the best thing that's ever happened to me and I can’t give her up.”
“Believe me, I can relate. Detective, I just.”
“You can call me Bill.”
“Alright; I just wanted to thank you for saving my life, Bill. I don’t think Johnny truly wanted to hurt me, but he needed the money.”
“The money,” Bill murmured.
“Bill, I told you to leave. She can’t talk to you right now,” Dede said surprised he was still here.
He stood up and came closer. “I know the reason why this happened. In college, I went to a professor and he explained a few things about dreams, and I just need to explain it to her, so that she’ll understand. I’m not evil; I don’t want to hurt anyone, especially the woman I love. Please, it won’t take long, but she needs to hear this.”
Dede glanced at Peggy for an answer. She nodded her head.
“Alright, I’ll ask her, but it’s up to her.”
Relieved, he said, “Thank you, Dede.”
Holding his breath, he waited, then a few prayers were sent up.
“She’ll see you, but she wants me to stay.”
“Alright, you may want to hear this too. It involves all dreamers like us.”
They headed back to Angie’s room. Now sitting in bed, arms crossed, her face streaked with tears, eyes staring into space, but if her appearance were any indication, he’d better make this quick.
“Angie, I want you to listen to me with an open mind. When this dream-sharing happened, I had no idea that you and I were experiencing something that’s very rare, but it has happened in the past. The human mind is capable of extraordinary things. You know it’s true. Years ago, in college, I talked to a professor, whose an expert on dreams, and he told me about experiments concerning dreams, and how they affect our minds in ways that enable us to communicate.”
“Hold on, are you talking about telepathic dreams?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m talking about. We may not have known it at the time, but we sent these messages to each other. I don’t know which one of us did it, but either you were the telepathic sender or I was the telepathic receiver.” He sat down next to her, but she didn’t pull away. “Don’t you see, those were, no ‘are’ special moments or memories between us, and I guess, one of the best we will share, and we shared them telepathically.”
“I don’t know, Bill, but that sounds,” she hesitated.
“Like both of you are two of the most extraordinary individuals I have ever met,” Dede finished for her. “It’s incredible.”
“I want to read more about these ‘experiments.’” Angie wanted to believe all of this, but if what he said was true, they were extremely gifted.
“Alright, either we can go to the university or I can show you his findings; they’re on the Internet.”
“I’d like to meet him, if he can find the time to meet with us?”
“I can call him first thing tomorrow.”
“Alright, I’ll let you two work this out,” Dede said but they ignored her.
They stared at each other. “Are you still mad?” Bill asked and stared into her eyes.
“No, I’m not mad. I’m sorry, Bill.” Tears came again.
He came closer and then she went into his arms holding him as if her life depended upon it, because it did. “It’s alright; it’s alright.” He stroked her hair and kissed her temple.
“I’m so sorry. You know I didn’t mean those things.” She pulled away. He handed her a tissue. “I felt my heart break. It was awful.”
He squeezed her shoulder. “Mine did too.”
“But I realized something when I thought it was over.”
“What did you think?”
“We do share a bond, and it’s not all about the dreams. I never wanted to believe it, but after what you said, it’s there between us, and I knew that if I lost that bond, I would lose myself. I didn’t want to go on, not without you.” She sniffed.
“Look at me. You and I will never lose that bond. Even if we had broken up, we can’t be one, not without the other. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I do,” she whispered and they were back in each others arms, holding tightly to each other. Bill pulled away this time, then they kissed, deeply and passionately. After a few minutes, they needed to stop before things went too far.
“I want to hold you close to me and never let go; nothing between us, no dreams, no clothing, just you and me, together just like that forever and always,” he murmured kissing her throat and her ear.
“Oh, don’t say such things. I can’t think.”
“Hum, just the way I like it.”
She smiled and they kissed again, then the door opened. “Oops, I’m sorry. Peggy and I are leaving for a while. She needs to check on her apartment. You did break down her door.”
“Sorry about that,” Bill apologized.
“No, no, it had to happen. We knew that she had been kidnapped and you did your job. Thanks, Bill.” Angie gave her sister a look.
“I’m leaving.” She closed the door.
“They’re leaving,” he said and wiggled his eyebrows.
“Yes, they are.” They both smiled and got undressed quickly.