Chapter 34

The Obama room was set up to be my brother's quarters until we decided what to do with him, until I decided what to do with him. Hopefully Holly would accidently hit the flush button on the entire room and cause him to be ground up into nothingness. Rational thought would prevail, we need Danny to get to Wilhelm then maybe we can kill, slowly.

My bedroom, my safe haven, was always so warming and so welcoming. My body is aching, my mind is throbbing and soul is hurting. I know that once we kill Wilhelm, I can heal from some of these horrible life events but I still need to address Danny.

I stripped down to my black boxer briefs and spooned Holly, who was wearing only a T-shirt with nothing else. Her skin, her ass pressing up against my dick felt perfect. She was sound asleep so I showed mercy on her and didn't try to sleep fuck her. I should have but I didn't.

Slowly I drifted off to sleep, I had taken two Ambien and when I did I knew I was going to have some fantastic dreams. I loved to dream, even if I was the victim, dreaming was like a free movie. That night's dream didn't disappoint.

The dream opened in the middle of an abandoned warehouse. The lighted was non-existent except for a bright glowing from the other end of the warehouse. This was a dream and I think my subconscious knew it but I still wanted to see what my mind had put in that glowing room.

Slowly, I began the long walk towards the light. The walk seemed to take forever, as if it were miles away. Next thing I know, I hear some finger nails on the chalk board screech coming from behind me. I don't look back but my pace does increase.

I felt as if I were running in the Olympics, trying to escape the danger that approached from the rear but in reality I was simply running in place. Whatever it was attacked me from the rear with sharp rusty hooks, piercing my sides, sliding in between ribs to get a good grip.

The dream monster lifted me in the air and spun me around. It was scaly, green and oozing thick liquid everywhere. When I finally got my face lined up with its face, I seemed to recognize it.

"Danny? Danny!?" I shouted.

The hooks dug deeper, sliding through my internals and coming out of the other sides. The pain was excruciating but I couldn't get away from it, not now. As we flew through the air, the beast acknowledged me.

"Yes Gregg, I am Danny. I'm here to take your souls to hell where it belongs!"

Before I could respond, the rusty sharp hooks that had been internally wrapped around me were suddenly recalled by the flying demon Danny, leading to the internal degradation of my body and practically cause my body to split in two. The blood flowed from my upper torso, my innards hung on tightly as if they were afraid to fall to the ground.

I still didn't die; I stayed in the air with Danny as my intestines hung freely, my suffering wasn't finished. The remainder of the dream just included me being flown around through the air, no way to escape, just bleeding and suffering.

I finally awaken from this dream, this nightmare, the suffering is over for now but I have also come to the realization of what needs to happen. Holly was awake just staring at me.

"Bad dream sweetie?" She whispered.

I smiled and replied, "Kinda, but I have reached a conclusion. When we go out to kill Wilhelm, we'll let Danny take point and then kill him too. It has to be done and maybe we can make it look like he was the murderer, leaving a search unnecessary."

Holly lay back staring at the ceiling, "Gregg, you just need to make sure you're ready for that. That's the last person that has a bloodline connected to yours. I'll support any decision you make but just make sure."

"We'll see what happens my dear, we'll see." The last words I spoke before I dozed off back to sleep.

I knew I had fallen asleep, at least for an hour or two. I was awakened by the sound of my room door knob being manipulated. I looked to my left, everything was very blurry but I could tell Holly was there. She too woke up and we both slowly sprang into action.

Holly grabbed her pistol as I checked the chamber of mine to make sure it was locked, cocked and ready to rock. We took position on both sides of the door, ready to ambush the would-be intruder. The door slowly creaked open after a few metallic clinks, a lock pick set presumably.

As I started to gain a visual of the invader, the light from the hallway went against my night adapted pupils. My vision became impaired, hindering my judgment on a shoot or stand down situation. I instinctively took three steps back, buying myself time to regain my vision and my ability to react.

Holly maintained her position just in case this became a rush and kill situation. I think she knew it was Danny but my brain wasn't working on the same level. My lost vision had begun to return when I decided that a snatch was necessary. I leaned in and grabbed the intruder with my left hand and jerked them in as hard as I could, pistol whipping their face on the way down to the floor.

"Shit! Come on Gregg, it's me Danny." The pistol whip must have changed his outlook on the objective he had set.

I replied very coldly, "Should I kill you know or let one of the agents do it?"

Holly holstered her weapon and proceeded to put her robe on. She likes to sleep in panties only; Danny got a decent view before I smashed him again with my pistol. She walked into the bathroom and returned with a fully loaded syringe, walked right up to Danny and injected the entire contents into Danny's jugular. He instantly passed out and the crisis was averted.

I looked at Holly and said, "You get dressed a little faster or you just wanna flash your fucking snatch to everyone that comes in here with bad intentions."

She laughed and replied, "Gregg, we took care of the situation didn't we, don't be a dick, unless I need you to be a dick…tonight."

"Let's get this fuck into Jeffrey's room and then we'll get some answer from him." I ordered.

We both grabbed him by an arm and dragged his stupid ass all the way to the front of Jeffrey's room. I swiped my badge, input the code and entered the room alone.

"Hey Jeff, can we talk for a minute?" I asked very passively.

Jeffrey had been sleeping so he was out of it for the moment, "Gregg, we can talk, sure."

I instructed Jeffrey, "I am going to bring a man in here; he is NOT for you to have. This man is a part of our team but a lesson is due for him. Do NOT hurt him, you can scare the fuck out of him and all that but do NOT hurt him. Clear?"

Jeffrey smiled, "Clear Gregg."

Holly and I lifted Danny off the floor and placed him in the solid wood chair sitting in Jeffrey's room. I took out eight zip ties from my back pocket and put two on each extremity, even the broken arm. Holly had another syringe with her, injected it in Danny's jugular and he instantly woke up.

His face was the epitome of terror, "Oh fuck, what the fuck?! Is this Jeffrey Dahmer?! Gregg!! Come on man!"

I smiled, "Jeffrey doesn't like screaming. Enjoy your bonding time."

As Holly and I walked away, we could hear Jeffrey introduce himself to Danny's horror. We both chuckled and looked at each other. I grabbed Holly's hand gently and interlocked my fingers with hers. We went back to bed together, not thinking another thought about anything.