I woke up to Laddie tightening his grip around my waist. It was quiet, all I could hear was the sound of waves hitting the cliff face and Laddie's soft breathing. I had to assume that everyone had gone to bed by now, not that I was sure of the time, it couldn't have been too long, as it was still night. I yawned and shifted, trying to get into a more comfortable position. Hoping that had Michael left without me, he would have at least tell mom where I was, or that I was safe.

Just as I was about to close my eyes I noticed Star looking over at Laddie and me from the couch. I smiled at her and carefully got out of the bed, to not disturb Laddie, as she gestured for me to join her. "How are you?" I asked calmly.

"Fine, fine," She told me before a look crossed her face, I couldn't tell if it was more annoyed or concerned, "You shouldn't be-" Star started, but stopped in her tracks when the boys walked into the room, her face dropping of all emotion.

Paul plopped down on the couch beside me almost gracefully, the rest of the boys flowed into the room shortly after him. "Star," David speaks softly, in a way that almost sounds like a warning. Marko perches on the arm of a chair and Dwayne walked towards where Laddie was sleeping.

"I didn't know you were still here," Paul broke the silence, "thought you had left." He absentmindedly played with my hair for a second, I melted slightly more into the couch.

"Well, no... I-"I started, however, got distracted by Laddie running and jumping onto the couch between Paul and me.

Smiling down at him, Laddie wiggled, "She slept with me," he told Paul proudly, cuddling into my side. Paul grinned down at him while tousling his hair.

Dwayne stretched out in the chair Marko was perched on. David in the wheel chair, seemingly his designated spot, and Star retreated back to her bed, my eyes watching her concerned and mentally taking note to ask her about it later. "Did Michael leave?" I questioned, once I noticed he wasn't with the boys.

David wheeled closer. "Shortly after you and Laddie went to sleep," he smirked as if he was thinking about something funny. "He had to of fell into bed when we were done with him..." David looked off into the distance, looking amused, "…last night." He finished before Marko got up and poured a couple drinks, the jewelled bottle from last night being poured into a couple of them.

"Oh," I nodded slowly, Laddie grabbed my arm and I started to actually take in the words that David had had. "Wait, yesterday?
I questioned alarmed. "What?"

Marko made a popping noise with his mouth, and handed me a cup "Slept the day away," Marko stated amused.

I chugged the drink, sighed and closed my eyes, missing them all smirking at one another, trying to wrap my head around the fact that I slept a day away, half hoping they were kidding. Just as I was about to reply David poke. "Boardwalk anyone?" He got up, "I don't know about you but I'm starved," he finished with a glint in his eyes, making me feel ask if I was missing something.

Everyone stood up. "I-I, uh, should probably go home," I nervously stuttered, for two reasons: one my mother, if they were being truthful about it being the next day, must be worried to death, and two, well, David freaked me out with his statement. I couldn't figure out what his second meaning could even be.

Laddie huffed, "Aw," he pouted looking up at me, before pulling me behind him as we left the cave. He made slightly begging comments about how he wanted to stay with me, and all the rides we could go on, giving me the puppy dog eyes. His attempts to change my mind were pulling at my heartstrings, and I was about to give in.

"Paul will drive you home." David finalized, leading Laddie away from me, before getting on his bike and driving off.

. .

As we pulled into the driveway, I gave Paul a quick peck on his cheek and my thanks, before rushing into the house.

"-Had it with the three of you, you know that," I heard my mother sternly tell Sam, as I entered the house. He looks at me wide-eyed as Mom continued, "What is this mess?" I stand out the site as Sam's eyes moved between both me and Lucy. "You spill milk all over the kitchen floor and don't bother to clean it up?" She questioned annoyed.

"Well, I didn't spill it, mom," Sam told her, this time it was my turn to stare wide-eyed.

"I can't believe you people," She picks up the milk, "and he refrigerator door is wide open. What are you trying to refrigerate the entire neighborhood?" She rants, closing the fridge door, and placing the carton on the counter. "You know it's not fair, I would like to have a personal life too." She finishes, before looking around. "Where's Michael?" I slowly started to back up to escape.

Sam stuttered, "Well, he, uh, he went to bed early, mom."

"And Elizabeth?" She questioned.

Sam was about to answer hen Grandpa walked into the house. "Hey there girly," he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and walked us into the room with my Mother and Sam.

"Hey, Grandpa-"Sam tried to get the subject far from me when we saw the look in her eyes, but it didn't work.

"Where?" She questioned, eyes narrowed.

I squirmed nervously, "I was-"I started.

"No, you didn't come home-"Grandpa removed his arm from around me, and backed out of the room slowly. Sam followed shortly after him only going upstairs instead of the taxidermy room.

I stepped towards her, "Mom-"

"I have every right to ground you," she told me. I looked down, put off. "I- I had no idea where you were, I- You had me worried."

"Mom-"I stepped closer to hug her.

Lucy put her hand up, "Just go- I can't look at you right now."

As I retreated to my room, I could hear her go to the phone and start to call someone.

When the morning came Mom seemed to forgive me, she smiled and ruffled my hair as she passed me on the way downstairs. I continued my sluggish walk into the kitchen passing Grandpa at the fridge before throwing myself on the chair next to Sam, who was eating cereal and reading a comic book, he looked up at me then shoved a glass of orange juice at my face. I closed my eyes and groaned, before stealing a spoonful of his cereal.

Grandpa speaks up "Heyyy, looks like I'm not the only one who got lucky last night, huh?" He pats Michael on the back as he walks out of the kitchen and into his room.

Michael plops down beside me, "Drink a little too much?" Sam asks, Michael shrugs with one arm as the other steals Sam's cereal. Sam blows a raspberry annoyed and gets up to get another bowl. "You don't suppose Grandpa's an alien, do you?" Sam changed the subject.

I steal Sam's comic book and flip to the beginning as Michael pipes in, "what would that make Mom?"

"You're right…" Sam nods looing off into space for a second. "Not to mention you and me." He finishes sitting down with a new thing of cereal.

I stare at Sam from over the top of 'Vampires everywhere' with a quirked eyebrow "Hello, what am I? Chopped liver?" Sam looks almost sorry, before grabbing the comic book from me.

"Anyways," Sam starts as he finishes his breakfast, "Wanna go to the comic book store?" He asks the both of us.

With Sam distracted a take the comic from him once more. "No," Michael shakes his head and went upstairs, leaving his bowl by the sink.

I stand up the same time Mom walks into the kitchen, "I need to do some errands before work if anyone wants to come?"

Sam and I look to one another and shrug, "Sure." Since I was already dressed and ready, I just flicked my sunglasses from the top of my head to my eyes and went out and shoved Sam and I's bikes into the back of the Rover, before getting into the backseat and falling asleep.

. .

Sam and I cycled down the lane, stopping now and then to look at things before he stops and parks in front of the comic book store.

"What-" I started to ask, before he pulled me into the store "Right," I shook my head, "forgot you wanted to come here," and passed the two boys from last time, who glared at one another as we walked by.

"So," The one named Alan said as he and his bother walked up to us, "how do you like Santa Carla?"

Sam looked up from the comic books. "It's a pretty cool place if you're a Martian." He told them.

This time Edgar spoke up, "Or a Vampire."

Sam and I share a look of disbelief, "Are you guys sniffing old newsprint or something?"

"You think you're cool, don't you?" My brother shrugged with a smirk after Edgar said this. "You think you know what's really happening, don't you?" He questioned, "Well, you don't know shit buddy."

Alan piped in, "Yeah, you think we just work in a comic bookstore for our parents, huh?" I rolled my eyes and an 'Oh my god' slipped out of my mouth and I try to walk away but Sam grabs my arm.

"This isn't a comic bookstore, right. It's a bakery." Sam said sarcastically.

Edgar puffed out his chest, "This is just our over. We're dedicated to a higher purpose."

Sam nodded, "Now I get it… You're one of those people in the airport trying to get you to give them money. You're part of a cult."

Now Alan and Edgar share a look. "We're fighters for Truth, Justice, and the American Way."

I glanced back and forth at Edgar and Alan, blown away. "You better get some fresh air," I told them, seemingly stealing the words right out of Sam's mouth if the look he is giving me as any indicator. Pulled my arm away from Sam and started to walk away.

"Hey, man, take this… It's on the house." I heard Edgar say.

I heard Sam start to follow me, "I don't like horror comics," at that I looked back and saw the Frog brothers following close behind him.

"Think of this more as a survival manual… There's our number on the back, and pray that you never need to call us." Alan told Sam annoyed.

I stopped just outside of the store, waiting for my brother. "I'm gonna pray that I never need to call you," Sam said sarcastically, and walked to me, pulling me towards the bikes. "Put this in your bag," he ordered, be shoving the comic book into my arms and taking off on his bike.

I look back into the store, making eye contact with the brothers before grabbing my bike and taking off after Sam. Not that I had any luck with that, since I lost him fairly quickly, and decided to just park my bike and peruse around the boardwalk. Walking in and out of the store, buying little knickknacks that reminded me of Laddie, or one of the boys until the sun started to go down.

Sam snuck up on me "Comic book?" I jumped and stared at him. "Can I have my comic book?"

"Uh, yeah," I reach into my back and pull it out, "you going home?" He just waved and walked away.

The boardwalk was slowly filling up, the live music started, some stores closed while others opened. On the beach, bonfires were being started, and groups started to clump around them. Before it got too crazy I started to walk towards where I had locked my bike up, so I could go home, but instead, I bumped into Laddie and Paul.

"Hey pretty thing," Paul wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me away from my bike.

Laddie grabbing hold of my skirt followed, "Hey Paul," I then ran my hand though Laddie's hair, "How are you?" He smiled, and nodded, "I bought you something," Laddie looked excited and got more of a bounce to his step as I tried to stop, or at least slow down to get into my bag to give the necklace to him.

"Elizabeth," I looked up sharply when David's voice showed up, I hadn't noticed we were anywhere near him or the rest of the boys. Paul lightly pushed me in closer to the group before standing near his bike.

Smiling, "Hi," I waved, and pulled the jewelry out of my bag and placed it around Laddies neck.

"How's Michael," Marko spoke up after a moment of silence.

"He's-" My face covered in confusion, "well you know," I shrugged, "weird?"

A hidden smile broke out on the boy's faces, "Odd." Marko stated almost sarcastically.

I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly, "Oh!" I exclaimed, "I got you guys things too!" I looked at them excitedly before ruffling through my bag for the things. "Where's Star? I have something for her as well."

Dwayne put his hand on my arm to stop me. "Later."

"Home," David told me.

Paul butted in, "Decided we weren't cool enough to be seen with." He told me with a smirk.

"She only just noticed?" I questioned jokingly leaning slightly into Dwayne who stood beside me. I hung out with them for a while, eventually ending up alone with Laddie, the boys who left to get a 'bite to eat.' Laddie and I went on most of the rides, the roller-coaster more than once, his favorite ride. Before stopping to get some cotton candy and to play some games where we both attempted to win some stuffed animals and other trinkets.

The boys had joined us once again as we played the water gun game, neither of us was very good. "Hi," Paul smirked as Marko threw one of his arms around my shoulder and the other on the gun to better my aim. By the time someone's balloon popped, Laddie and I's balloon being nowhere close, Laddie started to yawn and grab a hold of my sweater.

"Tired," He groaned, pushing his head into my stomach.

I smiled down at him, brushing his hair away from his face, "Okay," I then raised my head up to the boys, "Home?" I looked back down to Laddie and yet again missed a smirk that was shared by the Lost Boys.

AN: I didn't realize I added parts to this part that should have been in the last one until I started editing it to get rid of all the mistakes. Whoops. I think the rest of the story is also like that. I wrote the whole thing from what I remembered of the movie and notes that I made of the dialog over a year ago. I own the movie now and I'mm editing while watching it and man do I have scenes everywhere.

Also, work for me starts tomorrow, and it takes a hour and a half one way to get there so I'm not sure how quick the next updates will be coming out but I doubt it will be as quick as it has been. Don't be expecting three updates in 24hours.. I can't believe I did it as it is.