Disclaimer: I do not own the Lost Boys or any other recognisable characters.

Authour's Note: This is my first ever fan fiction. Constructive criticism and reviews always welcome.

My story is a kind of "what if Max's plan had worked out". The Lost Boys aren't dead. They're still alive and well and causing trouble. Lucy became a half-vampire so did Sam. Michael is still a half-vampire and he's not too happy about it. Sam has met the frog brothers but didn't take their advice and threw the vampires comic away the moment he was out of sight of the comic store; so the events that took place in the film with Sam and the Frog brothers beyond that point haven't happened. I think that should about cover it, I hope you enjoy reading this.


Lucy felt exhausted, nothing was going as smoothly as she would have liked. She and Max had agreed that moving into a completely new house would make it easier on everyone to accept their new relationship; there would be no arguments on who was a guest in whose home. They'd found a house just outside of town that was perfect, close enough to town to make getting to work and school easier whilst still far enough out of the way to not be disturbed. They were all meant to live under one roof, one big happy family. That's when all the problems started. Her Dad had decided he'd rather stay put, "Lucy," he said "I've lived in this house for forty three years and I don't intend on leaving anytime soon". Max's boys had also decided that, they too, would not be moving in. Lucy thought that, perhaps in the long run, this was probably not a bad idea, mainly due to the fact that her attempts of bonding with them had been met with mixed results; Paul and Dwayne were generally amiable towards her, if only for Laddie's sake. David and Marko, on the other hand, were a challenge; David was deliberately being difficult and Marko was happily following his lead. Despite Max's warnings, David was defiantly refusing to get along with her. Sam, Michael, Star and Laddie had all moved in, but even that wasn't without its problems. Whilst Sam was adjusting to their new lifestyle in his own unique way, Michael was livid and barely speaking to her.

"Michael, listen to me" Lucy said to her eldest son, as he went to go out the front door, "I know, what with everything that's happened, this new situation is going to take a little bit of getting used to, but both Max and I want to make this work".

"How can you say that, Mom? That man is a killer, he is trying to make us into killers and you want to go around playing happy families?" Michael tried to keep his voice as steady as he could to avoid shouting at his mother. "The first night I met David, do you know what he did? First, he had me nearly ride over the edge of a cliff, just for kicks. Then, he made me think I was eating Maggots and that noodles were worms. After that, he tricked me into drinking blood. That was just the first night. The second night, he had me hanging from a train bridge whilst a train went over head. I could have been killed, and if that wasn't enough, the next time I saw David, he decided he'd take me on one of his little group hunting trips. To complete the evening's entertainment, they gave me the chance to watch them tear people to pieces; it was not a pretty sight. You want me to accept this situation?" This situation is full of shit!" Michael couldn't contain his anger any longer. He hadn't wanted his mom and little brother to become half-vampires like him, and it wasn't their fault, they were doing it for his sake, but it infuriated him how his mother could be so calm about it.

"Mind your language, Michael!" Lucy knew her son was angry, and she couldn't blame him, she had never expected to become a half-vampire alongside her sons, but there was no use crying over spilt milk, and she wasn't going to have Michael talk to her like that. "Max and I realise there is going to be an adjustment period for you, Sam and the boys. It's not going to be easy, I know you and David don't exactly see eye to eye and, Lord knows he can be a bit wild, but I think, maybe with a bit of love and nurturing, he can calm down. We can all be part of a proper family; all I'm asking is that you give it a chance, please". Lucy watched her son anxiously; she could see the look of confliction on his face as he battled with his emotions.

Michael thought this over, he didn't want his mother with Max, and he didn't want her or Sam associating with David and the others. However, it had been the happiest he had seen her in a long time. Plus if her relationship with Max did not work out, she would need him as a shoulder to cry on, not to turn round and tell her "I told you so". Michael could see his mother was awaiting his answer, "alright, Mom" he said begrudgingly "but I want it on record that I'm only doing this for you".

"Okay" Lucy smiled, as Michael walked out the front door. She almost felt as if a weight had been lifted, perhaps Michael would start speaking to her again on a more regular basis, now that he had somewhat accepted her relationship with Max. Lucy headed upstairs to bed; she needed to be up in the morning to make sure Sam and Laddie were on time for school. As she walked past Sam's room, she poked her head around the door "Sam, lights out, it's 10pm and school starts tomorrow". Sam was lying on his bed in his dressing gown, reading one of his numerous comic books.

Sam looked up from his comic "surely, mom, now that I am a half-vampire, I should be allowed to stay up later than when I was human". Sam gave his mom a hopeful smile, but could see from the look on her face, she was not going to be persuaded. Sam resigned himself to the fact that, half-vampire or not, his bedtime was still 10pm. "Fine, I'm just finishing this, okay?"

"Okay, but not too long" Lucy said and left him to it. As she walked towards hers and Max's bedroom, Lucy noticed Laddie's light on as well. As she approached the boy's room, she heard Star's voice. "Laddie, we've gone over this a hundred times before; Dwayne can't pick you up or drop you off at school, it'll be too light out. How about if Michael picks you up tomorrow instead?"

Lucy peeked through the bedroom door which was ajar. Laddie was sat up in his bed in his pyjamas; Star was kneeling by the side of the bed. Laddie crossed his arms and pouted "but I don't want Michael, I want Dwayne!"

"Night, Laddie" Star said, as she got up with a drained expression. She kissed the boy on the forehead and turned off his bedside light. As she walked through the door, she met Lucy in the hallway.

"Star, it's 10pm. Laddie should have been asleep hours ago. He starts school tomorrow" Lucy didn't want to sound like she was nagging, but 10pm was too late for an eight year old to be up on a school night.

"I know" Star replied "it's just..." Star struggled to find the right words through her weariness.

"...The whole Dwayne picking him up from school argument" Lucy finished her sentence for her.

"Yeah" Star was relieved that Lucy understood "that and he wants to go out on the boardwalk with them." Star didn't have to give any names for Lucy to know who she was referring to. Star immediately changed the subject "where's Michael?"

"He went out. To the boardwalk, I presume. He doesn't really talk to me much at the moment" Lucy said sadly "well, night then". Lucy went in to her and Max's bedroom and shut the door behind her.

Star decided she might as well go to bed too. She wanted to be up in time for Laddie's first day at school and Michael probably wasn't going to be back until late. If he was going to the boardwalk, she hoped he would avoid David and the other boys, they loved winding Michael up and she didn't want him to give them the satisfaction of doing so.