Spec's POV
We run through the city. The lights are bright and even this early it's a bustling metropolis. He grabs my hand and we run to the docks as if we're fugitives. We end up at the docks and he catches his breath. Sometimes I forget that the living have inconvenient things like stanima.
After he does, he talks to the ferryman. The two seem close. Cagney pays the ferryman and we get onto the boat.
As the ferryman rows his boat, he sings a song. Cagney looks at me.
"Clap to the rhythm it's a lot of fun." He smiles
It takes me a moment to find it but with his guidance we sync with each other and the song.
The song is about a man from a place called "Russia". It's apparently far far away. He seduced many many women. He essentially took over the country by convincing the leader's wife he could heal her son. When his enemies tried to poison him he didn't die. He became a legend and that's why the song was made. (I really hope one of you guys get that reference)
We make it to the island and he lets us off. We thank the ferryman and part our ways.
"He always has a story. They get real interesting." Cagney smiles. "Ah! Follow me. I'll lead the way."
I follow him. I've never really been over in this area. The train doesn't run through the water after all.
"So why'd you sneak into my hospital room" he asks
"I already told you, I missed you that's all" I say
"But we saw each other just that afternoon. " he explains.
He stops as if he's realised something and turns around to face me.
"You had a nightmare didn't you" he says
His words stab me. Not because they hurt, but because they're true. It was only for a little while. I just wanted to sleep to pass time. When I woke up, I just wanted him. I wanted comfort. I wanted love. I... I just...
He hugs me.
"It's alright. I'm not mad. But if you ever have a bad dream tell me ok? And don't worry I'm here for you!" He says
He rubs my back to calm me. I cling onto him.
"Let's get going. We gotta tell your folks about that nurse. The sooner the better" I say
We head towards the mobs hideout. We arrive at a warehouse. The guy I talked to at the hospital, I'm assuming it's his boss, is there with an anteater henchman. Cagney approaches the duo and I follow
"Ayo pops we got a problem" Cagney says.
They grab their guns. I feel scared.
"We're you followed?" "Pops" asks
"No." Cagney responds
They put the guns down.
"What are you doing out of the hospital? You haven't even gotten normal clothes on! You're going to catch a cold." The boss says
"We had to run. One of the nurses was trying to kill me."
"And your boyfriend?" He looks at me "you didn't drag an Innocent man into this right?"
"No it's not like that at all! I snuck into his hospital room. I was worried sick about him" I explain
"Young love is so reckless" the boss says
"So what are we going to do?" Cagney asks
"Rumor will take care of it" the boos says
"I just hope it's just a single person and not a group" I say
"Anyway the two of you can stay here. I'm allowing you two to share a room. Do *not* make me regret it" he says sternly.
"We're not rabbits" Cagney says
"And thank God yer' aren't." He says. "You know where the guest rooms are"
Cagney leads me down the corridor.
"So the mob is like your family. Kinda like how the train crew is with me?" I ask
"Hm? Well... We're not related by blood. Just by occupation." He explains.
"So it's like me and the train crew" I smile
"I thought you all used to be a family when you were alive" Cagney says
"Nope. T bone and his friend used to run a train service. I'm not sure how they died but apparently his friend became the train. He started transporting the dead to the other side. Along the way he met the twins and I." I explain
We arrive at the room. Cagney allows me to enter first. I lay on the bed. Cagney is looking for something. He's drugging through the dresser.
"What are you looking for hon?" I ask
"Proper clothes" he says. "I'd rather not look like an escaped hospital patient"
"But you kinda are one" I smirk
"Yeah but when ya' hidin' ya' gotta lay low" he explains
I get up and wrap my jacket around him. I grab his shoulders and turn him to face me. I button the jacket up.
"There you go now you're all warm" I smile
"Th-thanks but... You'll be cold."
He starts to unbutton the jacket. I grab his hand.
"Cags..."
"Yeah?"
"Look at me."
"I am."
"Now... Say that again... But slowly"
"Uh...you'll be... Oh... OH!" He realised
We burst out in laughter.
"Listen," he says "I uh... Kinda forget that your a ghost and all ok?"
"Really? You're staring at me a lot though" I call him out
"That's besides the point! Don't you forget that I'm a flower?"
"Nope. It's hard not to" I say "how do you forget I'm a ghost?"
"I know you're a ghost I just forget about the stuff that happens when you're a ghost. Like phasing through objects"
"Oh that's what you mean. That makes sense. Speaking of which, besides the whole cold situation, what are some problems with being a flower?" My curiosity spills out
"Ah... Uh well... I used to be friends with this one guy. Apparently he had allergies so that friendship didn't last."
"How long were you two friends?"
"From fall to spring"
"Poor guy. Whatever happened to him"
"Ah I dunno. Some people are easier to keep track of than others."
He lays back in the bed. I lay on him, my head on his chest.
"Am I comfy?" He asks
I make a sound of approval, "your heart beat is nice."
"Oh... I forgot you liked it. Is it relaxing?"
I nod. I usually don't fall asleep so early but this was an exception.