It's later after the Halloween party the whole gang went to. Lauren and Micky returned home after having dropped their kids off with Micky's mom. Micky still wore his Dracula cape and Lauren was dressed as the "damsel in distress" to his Dracula. Lauren looked around at what Micky had done to the first floor of their home.

"Mick... why did I say you guys could use our home for your Haunted House?" she asked.

Micky ignored the question and started up the stairs.

"Hey, Mick? Wait up..." Lauren followed after him, also going upstairs.

Micky pulled his cape off after he got to the second floor landing and headed down the hall and turned into their bedroom.

Lauren continued to follow and stopped in the doorway. "Mick? You've been very quiet the whole night. Did something happen with the Haunted House and the kids?"

Micky sat on the side of the bed. He explained what had happened earlier in the night with his prank going too far.

"Oh, Mick..." she went over and sat next to him.

"I just wanted to have a little laugh. I thought they'd all see through it and we'd all get a chuckle out of it after, but like everything else... it exploded in my face." He flopped backwards on the bed... causing a resound *thunk* as he'd been too close to the headboard and hit his head against it. "Ow..." He rubbed at it, briefly.

"Mick!" Lauren scooted up and looked through his hair, checking his head. "Doesn't look like you cut yourself. Does it hurt alot?" She waited for a response, then looked down to find his eyes had closed. "Mick!" She shook him, trying to make him wake up.

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Micky slowly opened his eyes and blinked. He looked around... and realized he couldn't sit up. He raised his head and found that he'd been strapped down to an examination table. "Oh no..." He let his head drop onto the table and winced. "Ow..."

"Well, look who finally decided to wake up."

Micky again slowly lifted his head, recognizing the voice. "No..."

Alex grinned at him. "Yes." He turned to... "Babe?"

She grinned as well. "Time for some fun, Micky."

"What?!" Micky exclaimed, not believing what he was hearing.

Alex leaned over him. He dragged his fingers along Micky's side, earning a glare from him. Micky's eyes widened as Alex got too close to a certain sensitive spot.

"Dammit, you evil, perverted, devil twin, get away from me!" Micky exclaimed.

Alex merely grinned at him, then hopped up onto the table and straddled him. He leaned down into Micky's face. "But it's Halloween! I just wanted to scare you a little."

"You're doing a damn good job of that, Alex! Let me up!" Micky said, struggling.

Alex turned. "Babe? Could I have a little assistance, please?"

She moved closer and pressed her fingers to Micky's temples and began to rub.

Micky gave her a pleading look. "Babe, please don't do this!"

"Sorry, Mick," she responded, continuing to rub.

Micky's struggles began to slow, his eyes clouding over, becoming confused.

Alex smirked as Micky began to pant. "Excellent, babe, thank you."

She stopped rubbing and nodded. "You're welcome."

"And now for some real fun," Alex said, laughing evilly.

The last thing Micky was aware of was Alex starting to remove his clothes... and then everything went black.

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As he neared consciousness, Micky became aware of the cold against his head. His eyes opened part way, but found himself in the dark. He tried shifting himself around, but was immediately blinded by the sudden light.

"Micky?"

He blinked, trying to adjust his eyes to the light. In between blinks, he noticed Lauren leaned over him, worry evident on her face. "Babe...?"

"You scared the crap out of me! You moved to fall back onto the bed and hit your head on the headboard!" she explained.

"That would explain the headache..." Micky said, then groaned. "How long was I out?"

"Just a few minutes, but you were fidgeting most of the time..."

This time, he moaned. "I had a nightmare while I was out, apparently.'

"Oh dear... how bad was it?"

Micky looked right into her eyes. "Really bad." He paused. "It felt so real..."

Lauren shook her head. "It was just a nightmare, Mick. You've been here the whole time."

"That's a relief, atleast," he said. "How's my head?"

"It's just a small bump. I grabbed an icepack. That's what's on your head."

"Babe?" Micky reached a hand up to her.

Lauren slid down and rested her head on his chest. "I'm here, Mick."

He sighed, his eyes closing. "Don't know what I'd do without ya, babe."