Epilogue Part 2

Mark awoke with a yawn, checking the clock. It was 8:30 AM. “Morning ladies,” Mark greeted smiling. This had not been directed at his loving wife, who was not in bed, but the frozen forms of Rachel Dreyfus and Molly Cruz. The two women had been frozen in time, and for the past decade, had been nothing but dolls to be played with by him and Katie. Mark kissed and groped his two dolls for a minute before rolling out of bed.

He then greets his two bedside lamps, made up of two high school cheerleaders, Hazel Weston and Christina Bates before grabbing some jeans and an old T-shirt. They had been hanging from the arms of Sadie Prescott, another one of his dolls. After dressing, he gropes the frozen blonde as he heads out of the bedroom and into the rest if the house.

Walking down a hallway, lined up in glass cases in alcoves, was Justina Hall, her husband Mason Travis, and the Mission twins Shelby and Lucy. All four stood at attention, having been “retired”, when Mark and Katie had shut down their doll photography business. It was not that they did not enjoy it, they just did not have time. Their own careers had taken off and life had gotten busy. They could just not let the people go that they have frozen over the years without letting everyone go, so storing them was really the only option. Mark and Katie found it as a fitting honor for their former playthings.

As Mark headed downstairs, he sidesteps the time-frozen forms of Haley Bailey and Abby Green. The pair were posed as if they were climbing the stairs. Haley, a slender, brown-eyed blonde, had been a song and theater star back in high school, was leading the way, her body completely void of any clothing. Since Mark had frozen the girl a decade ago, she seldom wore any clothes. Even after all this time she was still one of his and Katie's favorites to play with. Behind her was the equally naked Abby. The redhead was Mark's old crush from senior year chemistry. When he had finally gotten the guts to ask her out, she shot him down. Abby had a change of heart later, but by that time Mark was dating Katie. The redhead was a bit aggressive in trying to get with Mark that she crossed Katie's bad side and soon ended up time-frozen and a doll. She was still one of Mark's favorites, his crush for her never really fading. He gave Abby a peck on the cheek and groped at one of her breasts.

Down in the living room, the sight of his beautiful wife greets Mark. Two of their other dolls flanked Katie in the frozen forms of Alexis Joy and Jennifer Feldman. The two former best friends were dressed in skimpy sheer teddies that did little to hide their bodies. Alexis Joy, a small slender blonde with swimsuit model proportions, was in striking contrast to the brunette Jenifer who had a thicker muscular frame. Katie, the pair being her favorites often dressed and posed the two best friends. They both sported blank looks with wide smiles that made them look more doll-like. On the ground, on all fours, dressed in tight-fitting workout clothing, was forever twenty-one-year-old Hannah Dreyfus, who was currently serving as an ottoman for Katie's pregnancy swollen legs. The brunette was semi-retired, as the pair did not play with her that often. They often dressed her in her tight, skimpy workout clothing and posed her around the house.

“Hey,” Mark greeted to Katie, as he flopped down next to Alexis Joy, groping her in the process.

“Hey to you too,” Katie smiled. She had been laying back, watching something on a tablet when Mark came down.

“So…are you ready?” Mark asked his wife, laying a hand on her swollen belly.

“As ready as I’ll ever be," Katie replied, smiling. “I’m just ready for them to come out so we can enjoy each other again.”

“Mmmm, that sounds nice,” Mark replied, “Although all the girls have been happy to pick up the slack.”

“Well, I’m sure you liked that,” Katie replied.

“Hey what good is having an entire house full of frozen women good for anyway?”

Katie laughed at this, crying tears of joy at the same time. “I don’t know but—“ Katie started before pausing.

“But what?”

“Oh.”

“Oh what,” Mark asked concerned.

“I think my water just broke.”

“What?!”

Katie reached down and felt her leg, yep it’s definitely time.”

“Oh my god, we have to get you to the hospital now!” Mark exclaimed in full panic.

“Mark,” Katie said calmly.

“We have get your things and…”

“Mark,” Katie repeated.

“…we don’t have a lot of time…”

“MARK!” Mark stopped at this and looked at Katie. She looked calm for someone going into labor.

“You can freeze time, just do that, unfreeze the car, and bring me to the hospital.”

"Oh...right..." Mark breathed, his cheeks turning red. He followed Katie's instructions. He grabbed Katie's pre-packed go bag from the hands of Wendy Choi. Wendy was a former teammate of Katie's from her high school track days. The Korean-American girl was forever eighteen, like the bulk of their collection. They tied her long black hair back in her signature thick single braid and her slender runner's body was clad in her old track uniform. Katie had even gone out of her way to steal Wendy's actual sneakers from her locker before they declared her missing. Wendy bore a smiling face as she stood by the frozen door. She served as a sort of coat hanger.