Gerald Update

Starting to set up some action here. The plot is coming together in my mind now so it's a little less wander-ish... At least in my mind. Enjoy.

The therapist's office was small, modern and smelt a little like oranges. Gerald sat on a reasonably comfortable chair, his elbows resting on his knees, his chin balancing in his hands. The therapist sat back in her chair, her notepad on her lap.
The two stared aimlessly at each other until she spoke. 'So how was your week?'
'Good.'
She let out a laugh and leant forward, 'I'm going to need more than that.' She scribbled the word “good” on her notepad and showed it to Gerald. 'My boss'll kill me if I let you leave with just this.'
Gerald smiled. She was right, the word looked a little lonely on her pad. 'Well I had a few weird dreams this week.'
'Great! That's always a good place to start.' She smiled wide, 'We'll just jump straight into your subconscious then.'
Gerald let out a slight laugh, 'Okay then.'
'So tell me about your “weird” dreams.'
'Well I dreamt about a man who was like, floating, outside my window.' Gerald leant back, resting his hands in his lap.
'Floating man, hey? Did he do anything? Say anything to you?'
'No, he disappeared.'
'Like, “poof”?' She made a mock magician motion with her hands, 'he vanished?'
'Yeah. I saw him again later and he did it again.'
'Sounds like you've got a case of disappearing man syndrome.'
'What's the cure, doc?' Gerald leant forward again, resting his chin in his hands.
She smiled, 'Find a nice boy Gerald.'
'Why does everyone keep telling me that?' Gerald frowned.
'I'm just kidding. No, but seriously, it could be a deeper anxiety. Separation maybe? Fear of abandonment? I mean, I know all about your family Gerald. You've been through a lot.' She leant forward and rested her hand on Gerald's shoulder.
Gerald smiled, the warmth of her touch was all he needed. It didn't help him understand anything, it didn't make his problems go away, it just felt normal. Gerald only wanted to feel normal.
'I treated your mother, you know?'
'I didn't know that,' Gerald frowned.
'She was like you,' she smiled. Gerald smiled back, knowing he would never fully understand his mother. 'Well time's up kid,' she put the cap on her pen and stood up.
'Already?'
'Yeah, you've got a busy day ahead of you.' She leant forward, her lips close to Gerald's ear. 'After all, you're the only one who can save them.' She kissed his forehead.
'Save who?'
'Save the children Gerald.' She walked over to the door and held it open for him to leave.
'Sorry. What?' Gerald stood, not quite sure what he had heard.
'Time's up buddy. Time to wake up.'

Gerald opened his eyes. He was lying in bed, covered in sweat. There was no note this time, but Gerald remembered most of the dream. He rolled over onto his side and saw Sally lying next to him. She was completely naked, and Gerald looked down to see that he was too. He blinked and looked around the room. The lighting was dim, but Gerald could make out a large mirror against one wall. He looked over and realised he was lying on a double bed, possibly a queen. A glass bowl on the side-table overflowed with wrapped condoms and Gerald looked across the room at the large flat-screen television showing a pretty tame lesbian sex scene. The volume was down.
'So, you've already payed for the hour, but there are a few extra things I can do. But they'll cost you.' Sally's head rested on her hand.
'Sorry, what?'
'Hmm,' Sally looked down at him. 'I'm not sure if you'd be up for the extras anyway.'
'You're not a prostitute.'
'I can be whatever you want, honey.' She smiled devilishly, 'For the hour anyway.'
'This is a dream,' Gerald sat up on the bed.
'Sure it is,' her hand slid down Gerald's stomach. 'Still hung up on your runaway boyfriend?'
'He wasn't my boyfriend. Why does everyone say that?' Gerald inhaled sharply.
'You like that?' Sally smiled at him. Her eyes had a lazy look in them.
'Yes, but,' Gerald inhaled again. 'This isn't real.'
'Just enjoy it, honey. Who cares if it's not real?'
Gerald put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. 'What does all this mean?'
'Who knows?' She sounded bored.
'Weird dreams, disappearing guys? What's wrong with me.'
She slid closer to Gerald, her body pressing against his. 'There's nothing wrong with you baby.' She kissed his neck causing Gerald to let out a long-held sigh. 'You like that?' She whispered into his ear.
Gerald opened his eyes and turned his head towards her, their noses were almost touching. 'I do like it.' He kissed her on the lips.
'That's normally extra, but I'll let you get away with it.' She smiled, 'You're just too cute.'
Gerald let out a laugh, 'Yeah, sure.'
'Tell me about your dreams Ger.'
'I had a really weird one with my therapist.' Gerald closed his eyes, letting his body relax. Letting Sally do what she wanted.
'Like this one?'
'What?' Gerald opened his eyes looking at her. 'No,' he relaxed again. 'I don't even have a therapist,' Gerald laughed. 'She told me I'm the only one who can save them.'
'Save who, honey?'
'The children.'
'What do you suppose that means?'
'No idea.' Gerald put his hand down over hers, stopping her. He rolled onto his side, kissing her again. She smiled and put her leg over his, their naked bodies pressing together.
'I know what it means,' she said.
'Oh really?' Gerald kissed her again. 'Can you please tell me?'
She smiled and nestled her head into his neck, her mouth near his ear. 'You're so strong,' she rubbed his arms.
'No, tell me about this weird shit. Please.'
'You can see things that haven't happened yet,' she kissed his neck. 'You can outrun any bully.' Gerald felt her tongue lick his collarbone, and he heard her giggle.'You're the only one that can save them.' She pulled away, looking into his eyes. 'Don't let it get you down, honey. You're very special.'
Gerald leant in to kiss her, but she pulled back.
'Time's up kid.'
'Already?'
'Yeah, you've got a busy day ahead of you.' She leant forward, her lips close to Gerald's ear. 'After all, you're the only one who can save them.' She kissed his forehead. 'Time's up honey. Time to wake up.'
'Yeah. I know.'