Author's note: It's been a little hard to sit and write these days but finally, something good has turn up. I want to thank all the wonderful team of the Addams family Musical and movies for helping me put this together and I dedicate this story to Raul Julia, best Gomez and ever-lasting actor. A not too long fic that takes details from the original sitcom and the musical to explain a few details that might help us readers understand a few missing links of the first movie.

Cheers!

1. The Drumming Song

"There's a drumming noise inside my head

That throws me to the ground

I swear that you should hear it

It makes such an all mighty sound"

Florence + The Machine

It had been there for some time, he couldn't remember when did it actually start but it would always appeared in the least expected moments. A muffled voice, a quiet drum beating between his ears and scurrying through his brain like a knife that Gordon had tried to ignore for more than 25 years and his mother had downplayed since day one. It sometimes felt familiar, almost caring, and others like a raging thunder. The grown-up man thought for a long while that it was just one of those odd gifts his mother loved to mention from time and time. She could have nailed the definition for sure if it wasn't for those terrible migraines that came with the voices. They were too awful to describe. He sometimes spent days in bed just to try and drown the sounds and the pain with little success.

The life of scams and deceive had been generous to both Miss Craven and her adoptive son, Gordon, but perhaps it was a good time to find some quiet and rich to enjoy. When that excuse of a lawyer appeared through the door and started to mumble something about the Addams family, Gordon paid little attention to him - he was having a good time beating the lights of that whimsy coward- until Tully mentioned the name 'Fester'. Something clicked as if he had found a lost toy in the attic. He couldn't tell exactly why but he did liked the sound of it, aside from all the elaborated scheme that followed. Fester... Why did it sound so good in his ears? Not as a nice nickname but more like a sinister bad word with a wonderful aftertaste. God! Gordon liked dark things but this one had the looks!

That afternoon, while Abigail was getting everything ready to disguise him, Gordon felt another of his headaches coming in. Perfect timing! His brain surely knew when he was unprepared for such pins and needles in the skull. Grrrr! The nerve! And it was even stronger than the ones before, just great! This time, Gordon could tell that several voices where whispering at the same time and for once, and for the first in years, he could tell what they were saying. He could barely lean against the wall as every last bit of his skull felt pierced and squeezed out.

"You're obligated to the clan

It's family first and family last

And family by and by"

Gordon's eyes shot open and he found himself staring at Abigail, who seemed between upset and confused. He breathed deep and felt relieved for a moment. He had to held himself against a chair in order to not fall down as his legs felt between lead and butter, incapable of moving but at the brink of giving away under his weight.

"Please don't tell me it was another brain wreck" the woman had prepared the brown coat with the furry neck. She knew his migraines almost as good as he did.

"It was"

"Gordon…"

"I did nothing! They come and go as they please! Like a bunch of angry hornets!" he followed her to the bathroom where Abigail got him ready for shaving. He felt angry with himself but could only bit his lip to stay focus. "Stinging my skull like mad…" Gordon shook his head and pressed his forehead against the cold porcelain. "Perhaps it's a bad sign"

"Don't be baby, Gordon. This will work like a charm. Now stay still while Mother works"

"…" the man sighed and recalled to himself the whispered words. Why did those voices meant? What family were they talking about? Abigail? Ouch! "That hurts!"

"Told you to stay still" the woman grumbled. Gordon closed his eyes and the voices whispered again.

"One torn asunder

Down six feet under

We get to gather here"

The voices disappeared again into the depths of his brain and left him alone with his doubts as Abigail gave the final touches.

When he looked himself in the mirror with the dark rings in the eyes, bald skull and coat, Gordon somehow felt the strange and urging need of saying "Welcome back, old man" but that sentence never crossed his lips as they drove towards the Addams Manor to start with their ultimate plan.

Wednesday and Fester were always my favorite of the pack but Raul's Gomez is by far my best pick.

Still, I want to piece the movie, the sitcom and the musical together for you guys.

More to come!