It was a lot more difficult than he had anticipated when it came to explaining why there was a girl upstairs to his father and Mitch. His mother on the other hand seemed to be slightly bothered but seemed more worried about him catching a cold.

While she brought down a load of towels, Norman began to explain more and more with as much detail as he could about what had happened. His father's expression remained the same: shocked with a mixture of fear (more of the fear that his son was bringing home the opposite sex already at the age of fifteen).

"But Dad... It was so weird. You will never believe this..." Norman grinned slightly.

"I think that your father has learned to always think the opposite when you say that, Norman dear..." his mother told him softly as she took the wet towel that he had dried his hair with and handed him another to wrap around his wet clothes.

"No... This even threw me for a loop. I-"

"We're all about to be eaten alive by ravenous squirrels?" Mitch sighed. "I just knew that the moment that you, out of all people, said that something 'threw you for a loop', we were going to-"

"Mitch!" Neil hissed at his brother as he threw his wet towel at his brother's face. Mitch didn't seem to mind too much as he nonchalantly removed the towel and kindly handed it to Mrs. Babcock as she passed by.

"No... I am serious. No ravenous squirrels. I promise," Norman shook his head. He pulled his towel tighter around his shoulders and felt a chill run down his back. He had a feeling that there was something not right but he wasn't wanting to jump to conclusions. Nobody seemed to feel it... So he just guessed that it was an outcome from the thought of Aggie reanimating. "Dad. Mom... The girl upstairs. She- she's the one that I met four years ago. The... Um..."

Well... He had himself stuck. He couldn't just say that she was the one that he met and tried to kill him. He closed his eyes and sighed. "The girl upstairs is Agatha. The girl that I had told you guys about before."

"That girl?" Sandra asked and looked at her husband who was on the verge of exploding. Norman couldn't quite tell what would cause this. Anger or disbelief. Perhaps both.

"The girl from that night... With the-"

"The undead. Yes."

"The witch?" Mitch gasped. As much as Norman enjoyed hanging with Mitch, sometimes he couldn't stand the guy's mentality of "speak now, think later".

"She wasn't a witch..." he defended. "She was just... Um- emotionally unstable." He knew that wasn't going to help anything. He didn't think twice of it and immediately decided to switch the direction of the conversation. "The point is... She was dead. Now she is alive!"

"Norman! What did we say about bringing more dead people into the house!?" his father snapped.

"You guys don't get it! She isn't dead! Not anymore... She has flesh and blood pumping just like we have. She had reanimated and I have no freaking idea why and I am just as confused as you guys so..."

The other four stood there for a little while in response to his snap.

Finally his father sighed and looked at the sky as if to pray that he wasn't going to regret what might come out of his mouth at any time. When he looked down, he looked into his son's eyes with as much understanding and patience as he could muster. "Alright, son. You tell us what we are going to do..."

Norman couldn't help but grin when he received this response. He could feel himself loosen up. "Well... We take it slow," he told them. "We can't have her mentally out of whack. She just came back after 304 years. We have to take it slow or she may lose her mind. The she will become emotionally unstable and believe me... You don't want to witness that." They all nodded.

He looked at the clock and saw that it read quarter after nine. Neil seemed to have read his mind because he looked at his brother and pulled at him. "Come on, Mitch. Mom and Dad are going to wonder why we aren't home when you said that we would be." Mitch came out of his daze and shrugged.

"I guess you're right..." he said as he began to go towards the door.

"You sure you guys don't want to stay a little longer?" Sandra asked with a nervous grin. Norman knew what that grin meant. He just rolled his eyes.

"I think that we should be getting home, Mrs. Babcock. The rain is picking up and our parents wouldn't be to excited if Neil caught a cold..." Mitch replied with a sigh. Neil let out a groan as he jumped in front of his brother to leave the house.

"You have the same odds of getting a cold, too, Mitch," he told him. Mitch just shrugged. "I will see you tomorrow, Norman?"

Norman hadn't thought about leaving the house in the morning. He wasn't really one to leave the house very often. He could find things that he could busy himself with. Usually he had a lot of requests to talk to some of the Blithe Hollow residents' passed relatives or friends. He didn't really mind because he enjoyed how relieved the people would appear if Norman had told them that he couldn't find them- usually meaning that they had moved onto a better place. He also enjoyed the idea that so many people were embracing his gift... He had a lot of requests through the mail and email alike. His desk and email would get so crowded with requests...

"I guess so..." he finally replied, giving Neil a small grin. "I got to figure out what to do about this whole... um... Reanimation thing." That was what was going to be the time consumer.

"Okay! Just give me a call when you want to meet up!" Neil beamed as he exited with a wave.

Mitch gave Norman's parents a polite nod of the head and looked at Norman. "Whatever is going on... Be careful, bud," Mitch told him. "No repeats of last time."

"I know, Mitch. I still have some things to figure out so I am not jumping head first into anything. At least not yet..."

"Just making sure..." he grinned slightly. "Better get going. Happy birthday and tell your sister I said 'hi'." Norman nodded and gave him a smile.

From there... Norman knew that if any funny business went down, he was going to end up dragging them into a mess. Even if he tried not to. He just knew that they were going to jump head first if he did... A feeling of relief that he had some people to back him up. And he was willing to accept the fact that he was going to be the one to hit the ground first

This chapter was a little but of a filler. I was kinda brain dead for some reason while writing it. I am going to get to the action soon. I think that I may have a Norman/Aggie scene come up at some point... Dunno. Just a cute friendship scene.