A silhouetted female appeared before Detective Del Spooner laid down on a sofa. Del felt the smile widen on his face while she sauntered toward him. "Damn, you frisky tonight!"

"You and I are forever, Del," the voice said.

"Whatever you say." He was confused. While she sounded familiar, her resonance chilled down his spine.

"You and I are forever, Del." The silhouette encroached him. Minimal light peeked through the windows and shone onto it.

"Susan?"

Suddenly, the figure lunged inward to attack; too quickly for him to discern a face.

Del sprung upward from a bed, mildly sweating, and sat upright in an attempt to catch his breath. It was only a nightmare.

As usual, Dr. Susan Althea Calvin laid beside him. After their relationship was taken to the next level, he was given access to her apartment, with frequent overnight stays. Susan was a sound sleeper, yet was still unaccustomed to sharing a bed with anyone. Therefore, her interrupted slumber was gradual.

"What's wrong, honey?" Susan quietly asked, lifted her head from her pillow and slid her palm across the small of his bare back. He slowly lowered himself back onto the pillow, Susan nuzzled into his chest and he placed his arm around her.

"Just a bad dream, that's all. I can safely say it had nothing to do with the accident. Those ones I always remembered. Sonny's still watching television?" Del inquired about their "child", an NS-5 Robot.

"I hate how you're subjecting him to watch that dreadful television programming."

"Classic TV trivia is educational!" Del answered with a kiss to her head.

"Giggling Island is educational?" Susan asked

"That's Gilligan's Island, and yes, yes it is."

Susan closed her eyes but the eyes of her lover remained wide open. But quickly they shut, albeit not for sleep. It was a hard squint due to a migraine.

"What the hell? I don't get headaches!" The officer thought.

To be continued.