Murder At Midnight

by The13thRaven

This is an AU story based on the 1964 episode "Mother Lurch Visits The Addams Family" What if Lurch really DID own the house and Gomez and Morticia were the servants? Would they keep their love a secret and eventually make enough money to head out and start a new life, or will they stoop to the level of murder? (I do not own The Addams Family)

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One:

Gomez looked up at the looming, Victorian Gothic mansion as he paused on the concrete walkway that led to a large, shaded porch. He smiled at that fact that this house wasn't like all the others he's worked in. At least he would feel comfortable calling this one "Home".

Walking up to the large, dark, oak door, he was about to reach out for the door bell when the door suddenly flew open and a short, little, old lady shrieked, "Well it's about time you got here! I hope you learn to be very prompt VERY soon if you think you're going to make a good butler in this house."

Gomez was shocked at how fiery this sweet looking old woman was, but held back an explanation, or what she would see as an excuse, and submitted, "I will try to do better, Madam."

"No, you WILL," she retorted before stepping aside and motioning for him to come in.

After she shut the door behind him, she led him into a large living room with many peculiar objects such as a 10-foot polar bear, a two headed turtle, a moose with crooked horns, and a fish with a leg in its mouth.

He was shaken from his awe of the interior by the old woman's voice again as she pointed toward the wide staircase, "Your room is upstairs, to the left, in the door at the end of the hall. You'll probably have under an hour to get settled before we'll be calling for you. One ring is for you, two is for the maid. Got that?!"

"Maid?" Gomez asked, slightly confused, for he had been led to believe that he would be the only servant.

"Well of course! There are some things that need to be done in this house that certain men can't do, like being on time!" She snapped.

In other words, she pretty much told him not to question and to just do as told. "Yes, Madam," he replied before heading up the stairs. He could only imagine what the head of this household was like.

As Gomez headed up the left set of stairs, he took this opportunity to look around a little more, taking in his surroundings and predicting what would possibly need to be done around here. As he began turning down the hallway, he was distracted by the stuffed polar bear so when he finally looked back ahead he was too late to avoid colliding with a black clad woman, with long, jet black hair.

She gracefully steadied herself and before Gomez had the chance to open his mouth and apologize, he was struck paralyzed by her eyes drilling icy daggers into his own. Beautiful, GORGEOUS, smoldering cobalt-blue eyes...