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A key?" I scoff a little.

Gerard shrugged. "I don't know baby. I checked every fucking window this morning. Every fucking lock...."  He mumbles a little. He was frustrated. I wasnt helping...

"And?" I say.

"And nothing." He says frowning a little. "They were all still locked." He says to me.

"Well maybe you missed one last night." I suggest. He shook his head no insistently. "Maybe he came in through an open window you missed last night and ummm...locked it when he left" I thought a little.

"How do you fucking lock a window when you leave through it?" He laughs a little.

"Then maybe he went out the door." I offer.

He shakes his head no again. "The fucking deadbolt was locked this morning." He says and I just look at him blankly.

"Elle the only way to lock a deadbolt from the outside is with the key." He tells me and I frown.

"So maybe he came in through an open window and then locked it and left through the front door and used a key to lock it." I say kinda satisfied with my logic.

"If he had a fucking key why would he come in through a window?" He says a little loudly getting even more frustrated, if that was at all possibile.

"Well how many keys did you make?" I ask and he just looks at me.

"Four Elle." He says  "Mmm mine, yours, Bobs, and Rays." He says and I frown. My key was still hanging on the hook. Gerard's were hanging on his belt. Neither Ray nor Bob said anything about losing their keys...

"Then what do you think happened Gerard?" I ask him and he shakes his head a little.

"I don't know Elle...I'm trying to figure it out." He says lighting up a cigarette and taking a drag from it.

"Well I'm trying to think too." I say and he smiles a little at me. "Okay so far we know that he managed to get in possibly through an open window-" I say and he frowns.

"I told you I checked them ALL last night." He argues.

"Just humor me here okay?" I say and he smiles a little. "Okay so he comes in through an open window, then locks it-so that you wouldn't know that that's how he got in... then he snatches Gus Gus -kills him, puts him in a box. Stops by my bed and kisses me, then covers me with my papas blanket and then puts the box outside the front door while we're making love, knocks on the door and runs." I say and Gerard shakes his head a little.

"I told you Elle. If he went out the front door he would've had to have a key to lock it from the outside."  He tells me and I frown.

"But you can open the door from the inside and you wouldn't need a key would you?" I said getting a little nervous.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He says making a face at me.

"If he fucking opened the door and the put the box down on the step he wouldn't need a key to lock it." I repeat sitting up tensely.

Gerard just looked at me..."Yes Elle... he would need a key to lock it." He says shaking his head a little... He still wasn't fucking getting it...

"No Gerard he wouldn't need a key to lock it, not if he put the box outside the door and then locked it back up -from the inside..."  Gerard's expression suddenly changed. "I mean think about it, knocking sounds the same, if you knock on a door from the inside right?." I whisper harshly to him. "We're locked in right? ...there's no way that we could get out and leave everything locked with out using a key so how could he? maybe he didn't get out... maybe he didn't.....leave..."