Housesitting in Carey's cliffside mansion with her girlfriend is one of the better perks of Alison's job.
"Alison, I'm home," Carey says, walking in on the women.
"Oh, shit," Alison gasps, nearly biting Kelly's tongue.
"I didn't expect you back for another week," Alison says, not bothering to cover herself. She knows her boss well enough to understand that some things just don't seem to register with him. Like the fact that he just had two half-naked women making out on his couch.
"I got what I went for," Carey answers, carrying on the conversation as though he truly hasn't noticed his assistant's state of undress, "Or I didn't. Either way, it was time to come home. Where are we at?"
"I put off all casting until your scheduled return next week. Costume designs have been sent over; I put them on your desk for approval."
"Great," Carey says, "We can move casting up now that I'm back. I see the project a lot better when I know who the actors are."
"I'll call the studio first thing in the morning," Alison says, "Do you, uh, want us to leave now?"
"No, it's too late to kick you out," Carey says, "And what would the neighbors think if they saw you two lovely nymphs fleeing my place at this hour?"
Okay, well, maybe he does notice more things than Alison gives him credit for.
"That dude is seriously weird," Kelly says when they are alone in the guest room they've been staying in.
"He's a genius," Alison answers.
"Well, I hope he doesn't decide to barge in on us."
"I wouldn't put it past him," Alison laughs, "He might even bring a camera."
"Okay, I'm either really creeped out or turned on by that."
Carey walks onto the set, which is on the roof of his house. Something is wrong, this scene isn't in his script. He looks around for Alison, maybe she knows what this is about. But the only person on set is this mermaid.
But she's not a mermaid he realizes as she floats toward him. "Maya," he says, recognizing her. "Why are you here?"
"Am I here?" she asks with a laugh, and then lands in his arms.
"I wish you were here," he answers, kissing her, "I wish this was real."
"Nothing is real," she says, floating away, "Everything is Illusion."
"Come back," he calls out to her, but she drifts away, toward the edge of the roof."
"You sent me away," she reminds him, "I'm gone. Out of your life."
Carey plunges down after her, "Not this time," he says.
"You can't fly," she says as they hurtle past his house.
"Nothing is real," Carey says as he swims toward her through the air, "Everything is Maya."
They land on the beach together, enfolded in each other. "I won't let you go," he says.
"Hey, have you seen Grok?" Kelly asks sleepily, coming into the kitchen while Alison makes breakfast. Normally, the dog would be all over her at this time, demanding his walk.
"Maybe Carey took him out," Alison says, "I haven't seen him either."
Kelly walks over to the giant windows looking over the beach below, to enjoy the view one more time before she and Alison have to go back to their less splendid apartment.
"Um, Ali? I found your boss..."
Alison rushes down to the beach where Carey lays curled in a ball. He's not bleeding, she notices, so that rules out a fall. She reaches a timid hand out to touch him, and sighs in relief to find him warm and breathing.
"Carey," she says, gently shaking him, "Wake up. Please."
This chapter is dedicated to misukisu, as it would not have been possible without her Pose Player Add On.
Thank you, Misu!