Okay, I finally got some idea of what to do with my stories! Yay! Gonna be gone for the rest of this week and next week, so no updates for a while.

I don't want my old life back! She recalled herself saying all those years ago. Even now, that's what Susan was saying on the inside. Since she lived in a top secret prison facility and was no longer a giantess, she really didn't have much to take home with her. Maybe a couple of pictures of her with her family and/or her monster friends at various places around the world; otherwise, that was it. Given two days to hit the road, she received a package of hair dye to give her back her original brown hair color.

Your once-transparent friend Jenny has the mutual feelings too. She enjoyed my life being an invisible monster, so she had a hard time packing. She had always been at the average size, so she had more things to pack than Susan. And good grief was she upset about leaving the life she loved and going back to the one before. It wasn't even time to say good-bye yet and she was been breaking into tears every five minutes while packing.

The month had passed. With no hope, the monsters were made to split. Susan and Jenny, the now humans, were being deported from the facility and returned to Modesto and Prince George. The names Ginormica and Invisoline were just a part of history, as were Dr. Cockroach and Faytale. It was decided by the government that as soon as both Liv and Dr. Cockroach were dead that Ginormica and Invisoline would be pronounced dead as well.

The good news was Monger was allowed to come back but kept to his office or bed. He dragged an oxygen tank around with him and could only do so much at a time. He was finishing up the final details of the will. Amanda Hathaway was there at the facility often nowadays following his direction to prepare for her future position and getting acquainted with Link, Phyl, Li, BOB, and Insecto, the-still monsters. She sat with them during meals and chatted with them on and off during the day.

Link and Phyllis had learned of their responsibilities to come. Being strong as it was, they were proving to do their job well. Having confidence in his team, he felt assured that they could take care of this problem in no time. Thus, he really didn't worry until now. He was even a little unsure about being a leader. Yes, he had the gung ho, alpha monster personality, but how was he going to do this? Would they still be a team? What if they were imprisoned again courtesy of him making wrong choices? Hopefully Amanda would help him.

Elijah had contracted a series of nightmares in the middle of that month. It was the same every night. Pale as death and too weak to sit up, Liv would lie on her bed in his lap, her fluid-filled lungs rapidly fighting in vain for another gasp of air. "Help!" She would weakly cry. Her tired sunken eyes would be glued to his. "Elijah, help me! Please! You've got to help me!" The breathing would slow. A pain would rise in her chest. Her eyelids would gently flutter to a close. The aged frail wreck of her body would sink limp in his arms. These dreams would deprive him of sleep and the alertness of his abilities in his missions.

Liv would be there to comfort him and help him go back to sleep. But now her age finally caught up with her, and she couldn't be with him as much anymore, gradually leaving Phyllis to take her place. She had just received a cane after shuffling to get around for the last two days with the occasional wheelchair. Her hair was a coarse white with a mild brown still here and there, and wrinkles graced her face. The Area 51 staff no longer called her Faytale but Miss Roberts instead. Dr. Cockroach also now went by Dr. Bennett, Susan as Miss Murphy, and Jenny as Miss Griffin. The four were now labeled by the government as humans.

Jenny's POV

"Okay…okay…" I coached herself, taking in deep breaths. "I gotta take a break from this." Nonetheless, seeing another photograph of me and my teammates at Miami made me start bawling again. BOB came up next to me, carrying a huge container of ice cream with him.

"Neapolitan ice cream?" He offered. It was my favorite flavor. Boy did he know me well. I didn't even get to thank him and buried my face in my hands. Seeing me cry, he began to sob uncontrollably, and we wrapped our arms around each other until he accidently sucked me into his body. He spat me out and stood me up straight.

"Thanks, BOB," I whimpered.

"The less for me." He sadly smiled and handed me a big metal spoon. I dug the utensil deep into the plastic container, getting each flavor and coming up with a large mound. I opened my mouth wide and could already taste the chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry. The cold goodness melted in my mouth, but something felt wrong. It felt metallic against my tongue, cold and stinging. My eyes shot open. My tongue got stuck to my spoon.

"Ma pong's suck. Hell me!" I began to panic. BOB desperately grabbed the handle of the spoon and began to pull.

"BOB! No!" Susan cried, rushing away from her two cardboard boxes over to me. "That'll only make it worse." She looked at me. "It's gonna be okay, Jen. C'mon, you guys; we need warm water."

BOB, believing that desperate times call desperate measures, scooped me up. Where was he taking me? Where was he taking me?

"Look out below!" He bellowed. The next thing I knew he tossed me into warm water. My eyes opened, and the spoon was released from my mouth and sank to the bottom of the fifteen-foot-deep pool. A large hand pulled me out and set me on a nearby rock.

"For crying out loud, Jen, ask next time!" Link told me. He grumbled at the sight of ice cream mixing with the water. "Or at least warn me! Seriously, what the halibut…"

BOB scooped me up and carried me back to the table. "Sorry." He sulked. I smiled and whispered, "S'okay." The spoon came flying out of Link's pool and…it hit me in the head.

I gasped in shock, and BOB gasped, ashamed of his fishy friend. I put my hand over my mouth to muffle a laugh, but out came a snort. Before we knew it, we were laughing our heads off. I looked up at the others, their facial expressions confused and weirded out.

"Man, that was great!" BOB remarked after a belly laugh. "By the way, what were we laughing at?"

"I don't know!" I played along. "But wasn't it something else or what?"

"I don't know either!" We broke again into crazy laughter, crazier than Doc's. At the end of laughing 'til our stomachs hurt, I wiped a couple tears away. I was really going to miss that guy.

Later that night…in Dr. Cock—(nix that) Dr. Bennett's room…

He checked his wristwatch. Three-forty-five a.m.? Wow! He whistled in surprise. What a magical time really late nights could be. It was as if time had stopped. As if the world had stopped. Nothing was happening except for the nerdy tinkering around in his laboratory.

Having checked out his and Liv's DNA, he decided to branch and venture out in a hunt for his other cohorts' DNA. He already checked out Jenny, Phyllis and Susan's, and was now finishing up on Link's DNA. Being as Link was a hybrid of man, fish, and ape, he spent almost a whole day observing this wonder. Once done, he turned to Elijah's DNA and enlarged a microscopic image. Once again fascinated, he meticulously stared at the joint DNA of human and coyote come together.

A dim beeping surprised him and made him jump in his chair. He fell back along with his chair in a timber. Rubbing his head, he straightened back up. A certain strand of Elijah's DNA flashed on the screen. Looking to the thumbnails of the other DNAs, he noticed that Phyllis' too was flashing in unison.

Prayer to amazing writer and friend ThisCatalyst'sPen: Please give us back your wonderful MvA stories. Missin' them like a mad lady. :'( *sniff* …or you will pay…