My first time writing anything for this show. It's an alternative ending to the Halloween episode. Someone feels a little bad about the events of the day, and might have ulterior motives on his mind…

I own nothing (if I would we'd be watching the Halloween episode of season 16 right now).

Tricks and Treats

"It's half past nine, if they want candy they're too late," Harold complained as the sound of the doorbell interrupted what he had hoped to be a quiet end to a rather eventful day.

"Oh don´t be like that, we still have enough left," Jean reached for the half empty bowl that was sitting on the coffee table, but Lindsay was faster.

"I'll go, I'm still in my costume," she offered.

"Thank you honey," Jean sank back into the couch.

"Tell them to go home," Harold added as Lindsay headed towards the front door.

Lindsay stopped to put on the hat that came with her costume and opened the door… but instead of being greeted by a group of trick or treaters, she found the last person she'd expected to show up at her door. Well, the second to last, as the last would have been Kim…

"Daniel... what are you doing here?"

"Your Highness?" He responded, his expression equally confused and amused.

"My mom got the wrong costume, I was supposed to be a princess…" she explained hoping that her cheeks weren't as red as they felt. Why did he have to see her in this stupid getup... Of all people…

"You make an adorable prince."

"Gee, thanks," she rolled her eyes about the mocking tone in his voice.

"So did you run out of things to destroy?" She put the candy down and took her hat of before she stepped out of the house to join Daniel.

"I just. I don't know, I felt bad about earlier."

That got her attention.

"We got into a fight…"

"We?" Lindsay wasn't sure what he meant.

"Kim and I, I told her to stop being such a bitch and she she didn't like that."

"You don't have to defend me."

"I know, but I wanted to," he shrugged. "Did you get into trouble?"

"No, Sam didn't say anything."

"He's cool."

"Yes," she smiled, but Daniel just looked down. "Hey, I'm sure Kim will come around. Doesn't she always?"

"It's not that. I´m actually kinda glad…"

"Why?" Lindsay asked, recalling the last time Daniel had broken up with Kim and the disappointment that had followed when she had walked in on them making up…on her bed. Not her favorite memory.

"Do you still want to see that movie?" He avoided and answered the question all at once.

"The new Friday the 13th? Sure, but my parents…"

"What in the world is taking so long?" Harold interrupted her, as he stepped outside.

His face fell as he saw Daniel. "Who is this punk?"

"Dad this is Daniel from school," Lindsay explained.

"Well you're too old to get candy. So shoo, get out of here."

"Dad!"

"Mr. Weir, It's nice to finally meet you. Lindsay told me so much about you," Daniel stepped forward, and gave Harold a pat on the shoulder.

"Well she told me nothing about you, young man. And I'd like her to come inside now," Harold replied slightly irritated by Daniel's gesture.

"Harold what is going on?" After both Lindsay and Harold had been gone much longer than anticipated, Jean had gotten curious as well.

"Oh hello," she greeted Daniel.

"Mom this is Daniel, he just came by to ask if I wanted to see a movie. But I told him that I can't."

"I don't see why not," Jean said.

"What?" Harold looked at his wife as if she had lost her mind.

"Oh Harold, it's Halloween. And he seems like a nice boy…"

"I'm not so sure about that," Harold gave Daniel a skeptical look.

"Please Mr. Weir, I promise to have her back by midnight," Daniel pleaded.

Harold sighed, he really didn't like this. "You come straight home after the movie."

"Promise, thanks dad. I'm just gonna go change," Lindsay gave her father a quick hug and headed for her room, leaving Daniel with her parents.

She quickly changed into her jeans and sweater and grabbed her army jacket on her way out, but stopped as she walked past the open door of Sam's room. She considered her options, alone in a dark theater with Daniel, or…

"Hey Sam, do you wanna see the new Friday the 13th?" Damn her stupid conscience.

"With you?" Sam asked without looking up from his book.

"With me and Daniel, he feels awful about what happened."

"Really?" He closed his book.

"Yes, so come on. I know you want to see it and Mom and Dad are never going to let you go with your friends."

Sam thought about it. He was still upset but he did want to see the movie, and he knew that Lindsay must have been feeling really bad if she was giving up the chance to be alone with Daniel. "Are you gonna buy candy?"

"Anything you want. Lets go," Lindsay took Sam's jacket from the hook at the door at tossed it to him.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming."

"That's a nice car you got there…" Harold noted, eyeing the large Cadillac that was currently occupying his driveway.

"It's my uncle's," Daniel explained, wishing that Lindsay would hurry up.

"It's big, comfortable backseat..."

"Harold," Jean nudged her husband.

"Here we are," Lindsay stepped outside, followed by a hesitant Sam.

"We?" Daniel gave Lindsay a questioning look.

"Ya, Sam's coming too," Lindsay explained.

"Hi Daniel," Sam greeted the older boy.

"Hey."

"Now, that's an idea I can support!" Unlike Daniel, Harold seemed to be very pleased about this development. "Have fun kids! And Sam watch out for your sister."

"I´m the older one," Lindsay complained.

"Yes, but you're a girl."

"Don't worry dad," Sam said, already making Lindsay regret her decision to invite him.

"Come on, or we'll miss the movie," Daniel said, this certainly wasn't how he had imagined the night to go–but for some reason he was strangely ok with Sam joining them.

"Ya thanks dad, thanks mom," Lindsay hugged her parents goodbye.

"Back by midnight!" Harold reminded them, as he watched his kids get into Daniel's car. Next year they'd definitely skip this silly holiday.

Happy Halloween! (Reviews are the best treats)

- Laura