Couples Therapy- Chapter One- Prologue/James and Poppy
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"That is it!" Thierry roared.
The room full of arguing couples took a brief intermission to stare at their leader who had never raised his voice this much at them.
"I know tensions are high with the apocalypse coming around the corner and lots of preparations left to be made, but you have all got to stop all this fighting!" Hannah came up behind Thierry and started to rub his arm, trying to calm him down.
"You are a team! You're Soulmates! You're supposed to stick together! And that's the only way we can win! If you guys aren't ready to work back to back, the only work to be done will be to dispose of your carcasses!"
The Daybreakers flinched and looked down, ashamed of themselves.
"Now, I know you think I'm being harsh," Thierry said in a more calm tone. "But I have to do this. You are all going to couples therapy."
"You heard me. Couples therapy. I'll set up the appointments now." Thierry disappeared into the hallway, Hannah close at his heels.
"I don't think you're being harsh. I think this is for the best." Hannah told him, almost running to catch up with his fast pace. "But are we going too?"
"It would only be fair." Thierry answered, sitting at his desk and reaching for the phone. He paused before his hand wrapped around it. "Hannah?"
"Know any good therapists?"
"There's my old therapist, Paul!"
"Of course! I almost forgot about him!" Thierry rummaged through his draws for Paul's business card.
"You have his business card?" Hannah tilted her head.
Thierry only shrugged.
James and Poppy
James and Poppy
"Now what brings you too here today?" Paul Winfield asked the couple as they took their seats on the opposite side of his desk.
Thierry had flown Paul out of Montana and had given him an officially unused office the boys had used for planning pranks as a therapy room.
"Thierry told us that every single couple had to come and visit you. Or else." James explained.
"Because everyone keeps fighting." Poppy frowned. "But me and James-"
"James and I," James interrupted.
Poppy stuck her tongue at him. "Fine. James and I never really fight."
"'Never really fight'? Does this mean that you do sometimes fight or you never fight?"
Poppy and James exchanged a look.
James shifted uncomfortably in his leather seat. "Uh… Sometimes fight."
"But it's usually about really stupid stuff and never lasts for more than a week!" Poppy added hastily.
"More than a week?" Paul repeated with his eyes bulging.
Poppy shrugged. "The people here hold grudges, okay?"
Paul shook his head and returned to professional mode.
"Now what do you two usually fight about?"
"Like what?" Paul inquired patiently.
"I don't know… Music?"
"Movies." James added.
"What to watch on TV."
"But we barely watch TV anyway."
"Who's stupider. Ash and Quinn or Eric and David."
"Eric and David." Poppy murmured under her breath.
"No, Ash and Quinn." James retorted.
"Well at least Ash and Quinn can pull a prank!"
Poppy came out of her and James's room and began down the hallway toward the game room where Gillian had asked her to meet her over a text.
Poppy thought this was a little strange, but shrugged it off.
Halfway down the hall Poppy heard giggling. She stopped and looked over her shoulders. No one was behind her.
She slowly put another foot forward and the giggle snorting started up again.
Ash and Quinn? Was her first thought, but they would admit their stupidity before they giggled. But they actually are quite clever. Poppy shrugged and looked at the floor in front of the game room.
The carpet was covered in whipped cream? And marbles?
What the hell? Poppy stopped right before the soiled carpet. The laughing was even louder now.
Poppy looked around the corner where the hallway parted into two different hallways.
Crouched against the wall were Eric and David.
"You stupid butts! Thierry is going to kill you!" Poppy screamed at the top of her lungs.
Daybreakers swarmed the hallways and the first one on the scene was none other than Thierry.
"What did you two idiots do?"
"We just wanted to see someone fall!" David blushed.
"Dudes! No one goes into the game room but you two losers anyway!" Ash laughed.
"Be nice." Mary-Lynnette rolled her eyes.
"But its true!"
"Would you guys keep it dow- AH!"
Morgead, who had been playing Call of Duty, came out too see what all the fuss was about.
He fell into Eric and David's mess, getting whipped cream all over his black PJ's and in his unkempt black hair.
"YES!" Eric and David cheered.
The rest of the Daybreakers backed away, knowing the aftermath was not going to be pretty.
"You. Losers. Are. DEAD!" Morgead yelled, getting up only to slip on the carpet again.
Eric and David only fell over laughing.
Morgead managed to get onto some clean carpet and pounced on the two boys.
~End of Flashback~
"And that's the problem!" James slammed his fist on the arm of the chair.
"Don't you dare slam your fist at me James Rasmussen!"
James ignored her and stood and pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his well toned back and a huge rug burn.
"They pulled me across the floor with that quad a month ago and I still haven't healed!"
"Well you were stupid enough to take one of the cookies the offered you!"
Paul's brow knitted in confusion. How could a cookie lead to being dragged by a quad?
"You don't want to know!" James said in his direction.
"At least Ash and Quinn have enough brains not to play with the Forth of July fireworks!"
WAIT! No, we aren't even going to go there!
"And I mean look!" Poppy marched over to the door and swung it open.
David and Eric froze.
"See! They were trying to put a bucket of oatmeal above the door so when we opened it, it would fall on us! Ash does that in his sleep! Really!"
Okay, now we can show this flashback!
James woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. He lay still, trying to figure out what had woken him.
He silently rolled out of the sheets and landed in a crouch next to the bed.
What was that noise coming from the hall?
James silently crept toward the door and opened it swiftly.
Ash was one a ladder in front of James's door with a bucket in his hands. His head was sort of drooping, which James found kind of funny. Like weird funny.
When James had opened the door a wooden board swung down, barely missing Ash.
"What are you doing?" James hissed.
"Hmuminah." Ash murmured and grabbed the board and put it back up and placed the bucket onto it.
"Ash? Oh thank God! There you are!" Mary-Lynnette appeared around the corner where her and Ash's room was in her pajama's.
Mary-Lynnette ran over to them.
"Ash what are you doing?"
"I think he's trying to prank me… In his sleep." James concluded.
Mary-Lynnette slapped her forehead. "C'mon Ash! C'mon down baby!" Mary-Lynnette cooed.
Ash came down, drawn to the sound of his Soulmate's voice.
"Mmm… Mary-Lynnette." Ash whispered, coming toward her like… well like a sleepwalker.
"C'mon. Follow the sound of my voice." Mary-Lynnette backed up, leading him toward their room. "You little shit head." James heard her mutter under her breath.
"No! This way Ash!" Mary-Lynnette cooed when Ash turned the wrong way. "There we go."
They disappeared and James shook his head.
I wonder if I'm going insane, he thought and turned back to his own room and collided with the ladder.
~End of Flashback~
Eric and David blushed and took their stuff and ran away.
"Chickens!" Poppy yelled after them.
"Now let's sit down and reason this out." Paul said gesturing toward the seats Poppy and James had abandoned.
They took their seats again.
"Now I don't think you should be arguing about this. It is an opinion related matter. You both are entitled to your opinions and should not beat each other down because they are different."
Poppy and James both turned pink. The glanced at each other and reached for the others' hand.
"I guess they are all idiots." James squeezed Poppy's hand.
"I'm so glad you aren't like them, Jamie." Poppy smiled radiantly at him.
"Me too, Poppy. Me too."
"Now hug." Paul commanded.
"Much." They answered in unison.
"Fabulous! Now you are free to go."
"Wait! No lollipop?" Poppy frowned.
James laughed and tugged on her hand. "C'mon, I'll take you to the store and I'll get you as many lollipops as you want."
"We need to finish Christmas shopping anyway." James's voice faded.
Paul sighed, content with his work .He picked up the phone on his desk and dialed Ash and Mare's room number.
"What?" A very angry sounding female answered the phone.
"I'm ready for you."
"Mary-Lynnette! Who is that? What's he ready for?"
"It's the therapist you paranoid idiot! I'm not cheating on you!"
The line suddenly went dead.
Oh great, Paul had a feeling this couple wasn't going to be as easy.
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