Don't Go Eating My Heart

Flowers For a Fool

This chapter is based on Season 4 Episode 21. I am not responsible for spoilers in the comments.

Aimlessly wandering around the Midwest was not something that Marley wanted to be doing for the better part of a month that was part of an indefinitely long time span.

So she didn't.

After about 2 days of questioning everything about that night in Kripke's Hollow, Wisconsin, Marley decided that she needed to grow up and get a life.

So she did.

On April 10, 2009 Marley Fletcher bought her first ever home- a farm in the middle of nowhere, aka Wahoo, Nebraska. Now it was fairly small, but Marley didn't mind and she loved that she was 10 miles from the nearest sign of civilization. It was the first time in her life that she had a place to call her own... and she never wanted to leave.

The alarm clock went off at 5:30 am, with the song "La Bamba" by Los Lobos playing over the radio. A small smile made its way onto Marley's face as she laid buried beneath a fuzzy sky blue blanket that was pulled up to her chin. She stared up at the ceiling for a minute, giving her body time to wake up and enjoying the song. As the song faded she turned off the alarm and swung her feet from beneath the warmth of the covers and onto the cold wooden floor of her bedroom.

After a quick stop in the bathroom, Marley headed to the kitchen and started up the stove top. The freezer door opened with a slight squeak as it did every morning, and Marley pulled out a pack of bacon. 5 pieces of bacon hit the frying pan on the stove and each one released a glorious sizzling sound. She started another pan for some scrambled eggs and used the spatula to stir them around. The food continued cooking as Marley turned her attention to starting a pot of coffee and began humming "Jaded Little Love Song" by Terramara. It was a song she had loved growing up and it just gave her a sense of calming normality that little else did.

About 10 minutes later and her breakfast was complete. She took her plate and cup of coffee outside to the wooden porch swing that faced the rising sun. The first golden rays were just beginning to peak over the horizon as she chewed a piece of bacon. She pulled her feet up onto the swing so that she was sitting criss-cross and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before picking up her mug of French vanilla coffee. Sitting there in an oversized light yellow sweatshirt, watching the sun rise, with her body warming ever so slightly from the coffee, and bacon in her stomach- Marley was happy. Genuinely happy. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this relaxed, this at peace, and honestly she didn't think she ever had.

The rest of the day was spent doing the typical work that she did every day. This day in particular, she was working on prepping the gardens for summer time, although she did have a decent amount of flowers currently in bloom that she also had to care for. In the hopefully near future, her plan was to add some chickens, goats, horses, and a cow.

She was finishing up her last project of placing weed mats around the western garden plots- she had done the eastern ones the prior day.  It was around 4 o'clock when she felt her phone buzz in the back pocket of her jeans and she frowned. No one had called her in the past month, mostly because no one had her number after she had ditched her old phone and gotten a new one. She answered the call simply out of curiosity.

"Hello?"

"You're a hard woman to track down Marley."

The voice made her want to roll her eyes.

"Well maybe that's because I wasn't trying to be tracked down."

"I need you to come to my place. Now."