Come Running To Me
Chapter 1: The Making of a Family
Lydia stood in front of a full length mirror staring at her form in the mirror. The white strapless gown fell to the floor, making a bell shape when it reached her waist. She had a black sash just above where it started to fall out. Again she looked at the mirror, her eyes standing out against her pale skin, with the help of the black eyeliner she always wore.
She slowly moved to slip her black shoes on as the door opened, when she pulled the shoe over her foot she turned to look, Barbra and Adam smiled at her. She stood and hugged Barbra tight, then Adam. "I wish you could be there." She said silently.
"So do we, sweetie, but you know we can't leave the house." Barbra said pushing a piece of hair behind her ear.
She nodded, "But you'll watch, right?" She laughed slightly at her childish tone.
Adam did too, "Of course."
She smiled and hugged them again before the door opened once more.
"It's time, Lydia."
Barbra handed her the boquet that consisted of black and white roses. She laughed slightly again and nodded, "I'm ready."
She smiled back at them before she walked out of the room with her father.
All eyes were on Lydia as she walked down the aisle with her father by her side. But she couldn't tear her eyes away from the groom. They had been promised to each other ever for years, Lydia had made the promise herself. But after Lydia found her mothers book in the attic where her stepmother had carelessly threw it in a box she found she could summon him. They became friends quickly, Once after returning home from the Netherworld Lydia found his ring in one of her drawers, and from then on she wore it on a chain around her neck.
After Lydia graduated high school, they had a long talk about the promise she made. They tried to talk about it twice but it always ended in a fight. Finally, after a lot of talking, raised voices, and tears (From her side of course, though she was pretty sure a few times she saw tears in his eyes.), he had agreed to wait until after Lydia graduated college, but she would wear the ring on her finger.
Truly she didn't mind marrying him. She had never really dated anyone since she met him, and deep down she had always known that one day she would marry him. She had learned to love him, slowly but she had. Of course, sometimes she wanted to hit him over the head with something large and heavy but that was normal apparently.
She smiled a little more as she reached her soon-to-be husband and their hands touched. Her dark eyes met his green ones and they both smiled brightly. After a while, not very long to either the bride or groom, the ceremony was almost over.
"Do you Lydia Deetz take BJ Juice to be your lawfully wed husband?"
She smiled, "I do." She said squeezing his hand tightly.
"Do you BJ Juice take Lydia Deetz to be your lawfully wed wife?"
He scoffed cheerfully, "'Course I do."
Lydia laughed as the Priest finished the ceremony and they kissed. BJ lifted her off her feet as she held onto him tightly. When they pulled back Lydia let her hand slide down to his chest, she stared at her hand in shock for a moment as she felt his heart beating beneath her hand. He reached up and held it in place for a few moments before they both laughed and Lydia hugged him tightly.
As the years passed, they only grew closer. They fought like every couple does, but they always made up, or forgot about it. They had been in a fight the day Lydia walked down the stairs and into their living room and turned off the TV, standing in front of it.
"What the hell, Lyds? I was watching that."
"Yeah, I know." She said, though instead of the statement being cold or harsh, it seemed happy.
Betelguese had a confused look on his face that Lydia laughed at, "Babes, I thought you were mad at me."
"Oh I was. That was until I got a call from my doctor."
"You okay?" he asked slowly, she had gone in a few days earlier. She wouldn't tell him why.
"Better than okay." She said smiling wide.
"What did he say?"
"I'm pregnant."
His eyes grew wide, "Seriously?"
She nodded, still smiling but biting her lip now.
He smiled brightly as he quickly swooped her off her feet and hugged her tightly, spinning her around. She laughed as she hugged him back, her voice was joined by his at some point before they pulled back and kissed, all harsh words forgotten and never mentioned again.
On May 6th their son was born, they named him Chase for Lydia's grandfather. He was a healthy baby boy with bright green eyes and black hair. As the boy grew older he began to show more traits from his father. His finger tips turned red, and his eyes seemed to glow every once in a while.
3 years later on October 31st their second child was born. She wasn't as lucky as her brother. Laurana was born blind, the bright green eyes filmed over. She looked more like her father than Chase did, blond hair grew on her head instead of black and even though she couldn't see she knew who her Dad was. Immediately he was wrapped around her finger, ever since the first time she cooed in his arms.