AN: well…I didn't actually think anyone was going to read this…hence the no updating thing. I literally wrote that on Halloween because I was bored. I didn't really expect it to go anywhere…so yeah. I'm so sorry for the long wait. This chapter is short because I felt bad for making you wait. Promise the next one will be longer!

Much Love,

The Mortician's Daughter :D

"I guess this is goodbye," Barrel said forlornly. The three teenagers were waiting outside Jack's house.

"This isn't goodbye," Lock said, vehemently rolling his eyes, "I'm getting us out of here, together, if it's the last I do!"

Barrel shook his head, "Lock, I think Jack's right. We're not kids anymore. We need to grow up."

"Get stuffed, Barrel," Lock growled, "We're a family. If you could just give me twelve hours, I can get us out of here and back together in no time. Promise."

"Lock, will you shut up and listen to me for two seconds of your life," Barrel shrieked, "We have no where to run to. There's no escaping this world. Even if we left, they'd find us. For years we've been pulling pranks on people and running. They let it slip by because we were kids and 'didn't know any better'. But we're not kids anymore and we can't run anymore. We've just got to accept the consequences of our actions and move on."

Lock glowered at Barrel, "My family comes first, Barrel. I don't care what those stupid adults say. We're a family."

"And maybe if you stopped thinking about yourself, you'd see that maybe this is the best option we've got!" Barrel retorted, "You can be so selfish, Lock. You don't even care that you killed two vampires, do you?"

Lock clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Hey," Shock interjected, slapping her hand on Lock's shoulder, "Take it easy."

Lock shook her hand off and launched himself at Barrel, punching every inch of him that he could find.

"Get off him!" Shock yelled, ripping the two boys apart.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she shot at Lock, "here you are, talking about how we're a family and then you attack Barrel? You are so messed up sometimes!"

Lock said nothing, breathing hard.

"Barrel's right," Shock said, "this is out of our hands. We've just gotta go with it."

Lock felt hot anger pouring out of him. He avoided Shock's eyes and looked at his pointy feet.

The sound of footsteps made them all look up. The mayor was approaching, wobbling back and forth under the weight of his gigantic hat.

"Come on, Barrel," the mayor invited, "its time to go."

Barrel trudged sadly over to where the mayor was standing, "Bye Shock, I'll see ya round, I guess."

Lock glared viciously at him.

Barrel quickly looked away, trying to conceal the tears that were trickling out of his eyes. Shock squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath in.

"Yeah, that's right, go!" Lock yelled after them, as they began to disappear, "WE DON'T NEED YOU!"

He turned to Shock. Lock couldn't help but notice how much Shock had grown up. Her wild black hair was longer, and tamed into a beautiful braid. She had gotten both thinner and rounder, but just in the right spots. Her blue eyes were sparkling with tears that she was trying to disguise.

"We could leave, Shock. Just us. We could start somewhere else. Together," Lock suggested.

Shock shook her head.

"You can't leave me alone!" Lock protested, "Shock, I love you!"

Shock hiccupped in surprised.

"Please," Lock whispered, taking her hands in his, "Please."

She kissed him on the cheek.

"No," Shock choked, "but Barrel's right. It's not like I'll never see you again. But I'm sorry Lock. I can't do this."

With that, Shock slowly mounted the steps up to Jack's house, and turned her back on Lock.

Lock felt the bottom of his stomach drop out. He felt like his heart had just been ripped into pieces. He had just lost his best friend in the entire world, and the girl he was in love with.

Lock was faced with no other option. He turned away and walking to Dr. Ficklestein's house.

Because they sleep with a gun

To keep and eye on you, son

So they can watch all the things you do