I don't own any of the characters I'm just playing with them.

Bella's POV

I wake up to the empty feeling in my heart. No children playing pranks or growling. I miss them so much. They brought me back to life. I get up and get dressed, remembering my silver knife. I head to Gomez's office. I can't wait to meet Fester and his wife, Demintia. What odd names I thought. I get close to Gomez's office when I hear a sudden shout "BROTHER!!!" Said Gomez . Then u hear another shout from a man "BROTHER!!". I assume that Fester and his wife has arrived. I knock on the door and I hear a come in from Gomez. I enter the room to see a bald couple standing in front of the desk. "Hello my name is Isabella, the nanny." I introduce myself. "Hello I am Fester and this is my wife, Dementia. You may call me uncle if you wish, the kids do. Speaking of the kids I got here late last night. I've already dug the tunnel to the place, I've set the bombs. We should be good to go. Is there anything else for me to do?" Uncle Fester asked. Gomez shakes his head no. " Isabella and I will have 3 guns apiece with silver bullets and you will have your cannon. I had special cannonballs made for it." Gomez's tells him. Uncle Fester smiles " we have this in the bag." I look at Dementia " how about a lovely cup of tea? We have deadly nightshade, it's quite lovely." I ask her. "Sounds lovely." She replied. We make our way to the kitchen and I ring Lurch. "You rang madam?" He asked. "yes, can you please make 2 cups of deadly nightshade tea please and some Cockroach clusters?" I ask him. "Yes madam." He repies. "Thank you Lurch ." I sit at the table and sign. Dementia,how do I fit in with the Addams Family, I am obviously an outsider?" I ask her desperately.

Dementia sipped her tea and said" darling you already look like an Addams, you are pale as the moon. Almost dead like,the perfect shade. You sound as depressed and suicidal as the rest of us. You will make a perfect Addams Family member."

I sign in relief, I want to be perfect for Gomez and the kids. I say " Thank you I want to be perfect for Gomez, I already love the children like they are my own."

Gomez's POV

I rise from my bed and get dressed for the day. Grabbing my cigar I had to my office waiting for my brother to get here. After looking over the finances I hear a knock at the door. I say " enter." My brother walks in with his wife Dementia. "BROTHER!!!" I yelled. Fester yells back "BROTHER!!". I grab them in a neck hold and slam him back. " welcome back brother, let's get started. We have to get my children back." I tell him. We both get off the floor. I hear another knock on the door "I call out enter and my lovely Isabella enters. "Hello my name is Isabella, the nanny." She introduced herself. "Hello I am Fester and this is my wife, Dementia. You may call me uncle if you wish, the kids do." He introduces himself and his wife to her . "Speaking of the kids I got here late last night. I've already dug the tunnel to the place, I've set the bombs. We should be good to go. Is there anything else for me to do?" He asked me. I shake my head no and reply"Isabella and I will have 3 guns apiece with silver bullets and you will have your cannon. I had special cannonballs made for it." Faster Smiles at me and I look at Isabella, oh she will be mine. Fester says"we have this in the bag." Isabella looks at dementia and says"how about a lovely cup of tea? We have deadly nightshade, it's quite lovely." She asked her with a smile. Demetria replied" sounds lovely". The ladies left the room. I look at fester" I have found another bride. She's not Morticia, but she has her own unique special charm. How can I fall in love again so soon after Morticia has passed.? And I'm making the right decision brother." I asked him desperately looking for advice. Fester tells me " I can't give you an answer to your question. Everyone's grieving is different, just look at me and Debbie, 3 months after she passed I found dementia and soon married her. I've been happy ever since. Do what you feel is right, do you love her?" He asked me. I think it over and I reply" I believe I do. Every time I think of her, I want to go on a killing spree. I want to swallow hot knives, be torn apart limb by limb for her. To make her happy." With those words I decide to tell her after we have the children back.

Sorry this chapter took so long, my grandmother's feeling a whole lot better but she's still on a long road.