This is the ending you almost got…

"Hey Catherine wake up, I've got your results."

She squinted against the light streaming in though the windows behind him. "What time is it?" she twisted her neck, popping it. "Ouch."

"That's what you get for sleeping with your head on the table and it's time for you to go home."

"I had the most disturbing dream."

"That's what you get for sleeping in the break room."

She stared at him with an odd expression. "It was about you."

Greg grinned "Me?" His smile faded, "Wait a minute you said it was disturbing, I'm not disturbing … I'm a little quirky but no way am I disturbing." he rambled "unless it was one of those dreams where you and I …"

"It wasn't that kind of dream!"

"Oh." He looked disappointed "Oh."

"The results Greg?"

"It's a match. McKenzie's the murderer."

Catherine stood up, stretching and yawning, "Thanks Greg." She stared at him again then reached out and brushed her fingers across his cheek.

"What? Do I have a dirty spot, Mom?" He teased.

Catherine sighed contentedly. "No, just a beauty mark I guess."

"No one has ever called my freckles 'beauty marks'."

"Today they are."

"What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Ha! You won't live to see tomorrow!" She picked up a knife that had been laying on the table and drove it into his right side.

Greg screamed and woke up.

"Hva er gal?"

"Papa Olaf?"

"Are you in pain?"

"God, I just had the most horrible nightmare."

"Take it easy Greggars, the doctor said the anesthesia might cause you to have some bad dreams."

"Oh this was worse that bad, much, much worse than bad!"

"Do you want me to call the nurse?"

"No, no. I'm okay."

"You are very lucky boy, if your appendix had burst you would not be here."

"I'm glad you came for a visit, otherwise I'd have been home alone when this happened."

Olaf ruffled Greg's hair, "You want me to interpret your bad dream?"

"Nah, I'm pretty sure it just means I should never, ever eat spicy pecan chicken ever again."

"You should find a woman to cook for you and stop eating this mishmash in a box." Olaf teased.

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