A/N: I give all of you readers a right to pelt me with rocks.

Out of an odd amount of inspiration that I got from the least expected place, I have actually mustered up the strength to finish this story.

This is actually the last chapter. The way that I had left it with Chapter 12, I had planned on there being one more chapter, and then an Epilogue. And that's how I'm sticking to it. I would like to add more, but I'm scared that if I try I'll lose interest and you guys would be waiting even longer.

Oh, and on a side note, this is the first chapter I will be uploading from my new Macbook that I got for graduation. No need to congratulate me, I just wanted to type it out on here because the keyboard feels so nice...

Disclaimer: I don't own Beetlejuice.

"Be… Beej?"

He couldn't believe his ears. Had she really just said his name? Beetlejuice stared intently at her face, watching her eyes roll to the back of her head, and then finally close. Girl was knocked out…. "Shit," he muttered, trying to shake her awake again.

"Lyds, you okay? Anyone home?" he asked, trying to see if she really had remembered.

Beetlejuice grit his teeth when he soon came to the conclusion that the girl wouldn't be waking any time soon. Even though that redheaded chick meant well when Lyds was tossed out of the way, it made him more than just pissed to think that it was their fault that this had happened. Sure, in a roundabout way, he was also to blame. But was he in the mood to admit to that? Absolutely not!

Lydia's limp frame was set gently back on the ground, making Beetlejuice all the more angry that there wasn't anything soft to set her on. They were going to pay for all of this. They were going to pay for coming here, and kidnapping Lyds, and for planning on keeping her (because Beetlejuice just knew that they had no intentions on giving her back). He didn't even have a snide remark ready for the group of vampires when he turned to look at them. Currently, the ones that weren't trying to rip Evangeline in half were kept at bay by Vincent. Beetlejuice flexed his fingers, the majority of his juice focused on his hands as they began to glow an emerald that matched his eyes. Everyone in here was going down, and he'll be damned if any got out of this without a limp at the very least.

Prince Vince was beyond exhausted by the time Beetlejuice decided to step in. He was starting to think that he'd be over powered, until the powerful blows from the poltergeist took out the vampires he had been trying to keep back. Immediately the ghost 'with the most' was amidst the crowd of vampires, not even bothering to stake them as he hit them left and right either with his own fists or an enormous amount of energy.

Vincent, being the diplomatic type he had to be at times, did nothing to stop him. Normally he would have tried to keep the fighting at a minimum but at this point he was just way too exhausted to do anything about it.

A flash of red caught the prince's attention, the small vampire that had protected Lydia before being cast aside like a rag doll. Her small form hit the ground almost silently, though the fall had been doubtlessly hard on her frame. At that same moment, Vincent had also taken note of the huge truck backing its empty trailer up to the opening that he and Beetlejuice had entered through. Two things went on in his mind at once. First, he needed to get Lydia out of here while he could. Second, he had to keep that truck from leaving. These vampires, who would sadly live past Beetlejuice's revenge, were going to be held somewhere far from here as punishment. But first he'd have to make sure none got away with the truck driver there.

Looking again at the small redheaded vampire, who began to sit up, Vincent came to the conclusion that she could be trusted. Within seconds he was by the girl's side and helping her to her feet. Upon being touched she was immediately on her toes and turning on him with a flash of fangs. But Vincent held his hands up to show that he was not intending any harm in her and spoke briefly.

"Look," he started, attempting to keep her attention before she leapt into battle again, "I don't know why you were helping Lydia, and I don't have any time for an explanation. Right now, all I need is for you to get her out of this warehouse and as far away as possible. Don't worry about where to go. Wherever you end up, just stay and wait for us. Call the police department if you can. We don't have time so get going!"

Vincent talked so fast he was almost afraid she hadn't understood a word he said. The girl looked at him for a few seconds before blinking, then nodded and looked out for Lydia's form passed out on the ground. Once found, she hoisted the girl onto her back and took off, hurrying as fast as she could.

One objective down, one more to go, Vincent thought as he turned around, ready to sprint in the direction of the truck. He stopped in horror and watched as one of the vampires, who had been the target for Beetlejuice's rage, crawled the last few feet to Benny's corpse. Vincent ran full speed in their direction, knowing fully well that their intention was to pull the stake out of Benny's heart. Vincent was only a foot from Benny's body when the stake was successfully removed, and immediately the vampire was up and had Vincent pinned to the ground. Vince yelped in surprise but immediately mustered all of his strength into a blow that knocked the vampire from him. It wasn't enough to keep Benny off of his feet though. He skid the last few inches standing, knees already bent in another attempt to attack.

Suddenly the vampire stopped and stood, sniffing the air like a dog that had just caught the scent of something he was looking for. Taking one look around the floor, he noticed that Lydia and Evangeline were both missing. Emitting a growl of frustration in the direction of the prince, the only thing he could think of was Lydia and Evangeline, the traitor. She wasn't going to get away with turning on him like this, and Lydia wasn't getting away period.

"I'll deal with you later!" Benny spat, taking off in the direction the girls had went.

Vincent let out a growl of frustration. Could this get any worse? Looking at the poltergeist across the room that was now repeatedly throwing blows at vampires who he had already hit, the prince decided that now would be the time to intervene.

"Beetlejuice!"

The ghost in question paused in the beatings that he had been giving to look back at the prince. Beetlejuice had a snarl on his face that would make expired milk curl; baring all of his jagged and discolored teeth. Vincent, if he wasn't so irritated and exhausted, may have flinched and decided that whatever he was interrupting him for could wait 'til later. But it couldn't, and that just frustrated him all the more.

"I can handle the rest, go after Benny! Before he gets Lydia!"

This seemed to have the effect he was anticipating. In that moment, whomever he had been holding was slammed to the ground, and Beetlejuice was in pursuit of Benny in the next. Vincent didn't hesitate in that moment to go disable the truck driver. He had to restraint all of these vampires somehow, and in the trailer would probably be the best place at this point.

Beetlejuice certainly did make his job easier. All he had to do was go around and haul all vampires present into the trailer, and use what rope he could to bind them. The Prince paused in his contemplating and decided that maybe using chains, since there were quite a few of those laying around, would be a better option.

Evangeline was never a runner when she was alive. Even after she had been turned into a vampire, she wasn't particularly fast. Right now, however, her fear had pushed her past her limit and she was pretty sure that she was hardly a blur to everyone else. To put it short, getting away wasn't a problem. Where exactly was she supposed to go, though?

The weight on her back shifted without her consent, and Evangeline realized that while running at this high speed, the girl on her back was waking up. Immediately, her hands clasped around Lydia's wrists, trying to hold her still before she began to question her surroundings and let go.

"Might not wanna let go," she spoke softly but loud enough for the girl to hear her. Lydia's grip on her tightened, and with the extra reassurance Evangeline sped up a little more.

"I… I remember everything," Lydia murmured behind her, "Oh my god… I feel so awful!"

Evangeline turned her head slightly to peer at Lydia, just to make sure she was okay. Honestly, she had no clue what the girl was going on about. The vampire figured it best not to say anything at the moment while she murmured to herself. Eventually she figured she'd have to, seeing as though she didn't know anywhere she should be going right now.

"Sorry to stop your and your thoughts there," she said, trying to speak more clearly through her accent so as not to be misheard, "But do you know anywhere safe that your friends there could find you?"

The girl was silent for a moment. Evangeline started to think that maybe she wasn't heard at all and was about to repeat herself when Lydia hummed in thought.

"Well where exactly are we now?" Lydia asked.

"Eh… we're reaching the downtown area of the capital soon," Evangeline said. She had been running on the sidewalk, easily moving out of the way if someone were to be walking. The only thing making her unsure was the fact that she hasn't explored the city much at all; being too busy with other tasks Benny had assigned her. For the most part she would be able to figure it out, but given the chance that someone had revived Benny, she really didn't want to slow down.

"I'm suspecting that Benny is probably going to be on our tail soon," she stated, as if she were accepting her death ahead of time before she knew if she were even going to die or not.

"Yep."

"And you won't be able to out run him."

"Nope," Evangeline shook her head, "He's much older than me; older than everyone, really. But that only means he's faster and stronger than me times probably ten."

"Okay," Lydia said, again with that tone of voice that had the vampire a little worried, "I'm going to need you to stop here."

"What? Why?"

"Just do it," Lydia said, leaning farther up so she had a better view. Evangeline reluctantly did as told.

"Good. Now go down the manhole."

"Are you insane?" Evangeline screeched, instantly letting go of Lydia and putting her down. Evangeline stood her ground while Lydia walked to the middle of the street where said manhole was covered. The way the breather kept walking as if Evangeline had decided to comply unnerved her.

"Are you trying to get us killed? Do you even know where that manhole leads to?"

"It leads to the sand dunes, of course," Lydia said, her composure fully intact, "Think about it. If we go down there, then there's a fifty-fifty chance that Benny will follow. And if he does follow, there's another fifty-fifty that he'll be eaten by a Sandworm looking for us."

Evangeline scowled, looking at the girl as if she was crazy. The vampire, with as much reluctance as before, closed the distance between herself and the mortal. Lydia's expectant look didn't change and Evangeline had asked herself what on earth had happened to her. Before she was a bit on edge, like a teenaged rebel, ready for a fight. However now, she noticed the abrupt change form that angry little girl to a composed woman, thinking carefully about her next move.

It was a very crazy idea. In fact, in some cases, it would be called suicide. However, the look in Lydia's eyes just screamed that she had control. Almost like the girl knew they wouldn't die down there. So with one last odd look, Evangeline got down on her knees and pried the manhole open with her fingers, allowing Lydia to go down first.

She remembered everything. She remembered every moment down to each and every minute from her childhood all the way up to the…accident. The first time he opened her eyes she saw him, looking like he had just had a heart attack. And the first thing she remembered was his name; the rest had followed suit.

Lydia's eyes immediately felt heavy and she had to suppress a shudder while her memories flooded back to her in waves, each one hitting her harder than a brick wall at 100 miles per hour. She still had the old ones, and remembered everything form waking up at the hospital to now. What had gotten to her the most was how she had treated Beej.

Given that her second first impression of him hadn't been a great one, how could she have let herself become that bad of a person? Not to mention, look at how he turned out as well! Lydia had some serious apologizing to do. No, not everything was her fault, but it wouldn't hurt to say sorry for the things that were.

When she had woken up, Lydia then remembered what the situation was at hand. There was no time to cry, no time to flip out over anything, and absolutely zero time to think about any of those things. The rationality she had as a girl, that she had apparently lost after the accident, was returned and she had to put it into use.

Going into the sand dunes really was a stupid move from the outside looking in. Lydia knew that only an idiot would suggest it and that's why she did. To really think about it, Benny probably wouldn't be so desperate as to go chase after sandworm food. And even if he was, Lydia was quite familiar with the areas, even if she hadn't been there in a while. The neitherworld wasn't necessarily a place that changed a lot.

After Evangeline had followed her down, she started to cover the manhole.

"No, leave it open. We want Benny to know that the bait is there if he wants to take it," Lydia said, stopping the girl immediately. The vampire once again gave her a look that questioned her sanity, but Lydia ignored it and turned tail, heading further into the desert-like terrain.

The first thing to do would be to find an area that would make a possible Sandworm nest that wasn't inhabited. Lydia spotted four immediately and began walking to the closest one, careful not to draw enough attention that would wake a sleeping sandworm.

Lydia was so calm even she questioned herself as to why she wasn't curled up in a ball freaking out. What good would that do, though? She'd rather swallow her fear and try to handle the situation with the opportunities given to her, and reviewing the situation, this really was their only option.

If Benny were to be tracking them without actually being within a seeing distance, he would be using scent. So Lydia, while checking each of the nests, quietly touched and fondled the leaves of the surrounding shrubs the best she could. It took a ridiculous amount of convincing to get Evangeline to do the same, but Lydia could hardly blame her. She'd been afraid of sandworms too. However, attracting a sandworm may be their best bet at this point.

The first two were taken, the third wasn't, and the fourth was practically overflowing with eggs. Settling for the third nest, Lydia held leaves back and gestured for Evangeline to go in first. When the vampire was settled in the small crater inside, Lydia followed, but stayed near the top and settled herself to keep watch. Evangeline refused, feeling more comfortable hiding at the bottom and pretending she wasn't in a used sandworm nest at all. It actually wasn't a bad idea, because she'd be able to spot a sandworm way before Lydia would, giving them the opportunity to hide before it actually showed up.

"Get back here!"

Beetlejuice shot another ball of energy at the vampire currently fleeing from him. Benny, while taking possibly the same route the girls had, was trying to follow their scent and hoping to catch them. However, he didn't make it very far before he realized there was a certain poltergeist on his tail.

Benny was seriously surprised to find out that he could catch up with him at all. At this point his surprise had eased into irritation. Benny didn't want to fight with the poltergeist at this moment. More than anything he wanted to track down Lydia's scent, and hit both Beetlejuice and that nosy little prince where it hurt.

Might as well enjoy it while he did, too.

With Beetlejuice following them like this, he wouldn't be getting anything done. That's why he had to lose him. Benny had been trying to follow close to the route that Evangeline had taken but after taking a few turns to avoid those energy blasts, he wasn't so sure where it was anymore.

The poltergeist threw another said energy blast at him and Benny reacted a little late. He wasn't knocked off his feet, though it skinned him in its attempt to hit him dead on. The bit of clothing it did catch burnt and the flesh under it looked shredded. Benny winced, resisting the urge to hold his arm and try to get away. Nursing a wound now would be no good for his future, which was at stake.

Another ball of energy was thrown and Benny turned onto a different street to dodge it. It was then he picked up the girls' scent and continued from there, noticing that the smell was stronger than it had been before. They must have been here very recently.

Their scent ended at an uncovered manhole. Whether it went to the sand dunes or the sewers he couldn't tell form this distance. Catching up with them was more important than any thoughts he had on it anyway. Without thinking, Benny went ahead and dove for the manhole.

To his horror, he landed in sand.

Beetlejuice watched Benny dive into the manhole and before he knew it, he was doing the same thing.

Upon seeing where he had landed he immediately screamed, all of the anger he had before almost entirely evaporated.

Benny had practically done the same, though to Beetlejuice's confusion he had began searching through the nearby nests thoroughly. The poltergeist was simply paralyzed by fear, completely unable to move and go catch the bastard. Actually, his fear got worse.

From under the sand rose probably one of the largest sandworms he had ever seen in his life, towering over the second nest that Benny had been running towards. Immediately the vampire skidded to a halt and yelled. The sandworm didn't hesitate. It didn't even roar. It slammed its head down directly in the spot that Benny had been and went from there in pursuit of the appetizer.

Beetlejuice didn't exactly know what to do when Benny began running in his direction. He didn't even have the thought to turn around and book it himself. The sandworm didn't have any trouble at all catching up with him.

With a desperate look on his face, Benny pumped his legs as fast as they could carry him. He looked over his shoulder to find that the Sandworm was gaining on him, and decided for one last, desperate tactic. The vampire leapt and at the speed he was going, was hoping to make it to the edge of the manhole before the sandworm even thought about striking. Maybe it would even eat Beetlejuice instead, if he were lucky.

Benny would have made it.

At the same time that his feet left the ground, the Sandworm chose that moment to strike. From Beetlejuice's point of view it was seriously the scariest sight he had ever seen. Benny's form was immediately swallowed by the sandworm seconds after it struck, but the creature didn't stop abruptly afterwards. Its head hit the sand again and it slid forward at a fast pace, only gradually slowing down when it was within a good enough distance to notice that Beetlejuice was there at all.

And then it slid to a stop just inches in front of the poltergeist.

The only sound that would dare come out of his throat was a whimper, his body being too stiff with fear to do anything. His back was pressed into the wall and he had absolutely nowhere to run. At this point he couldn't even just juice himself out of this situation. His knees were buckled too tight for them to be shaking, and his eyes were busy strained on the rows of teeth that glared back at him.

The sandworm watched the poltergeist in front of it, snarling slowly as if contemplating how to handle this meal. Its lips began to part slowly and Beetlejuice cringed at the sight of saliva dripping form the corners of its mouth.

"Hey!"

The sandworm's head shot up abruptly, turning its head to see what had interrupted it. Lydia stood by its tail, her foot actually sitting on the tip. Her face had a look of set determination. But she wasn't paying a single mind to the ginormous creature in front of her.

She was staring at Beetlejuice.

Her look was a daring one, pretty much telling him to quit being such a pansy and to face his fear. Beetlejuice looked back over to the sandworm, whose head had lowered to sit just a few feet above Lydia. She didn't look the least bit terrified. She actually had faith in him that he would save her.

The Sandworm sniffed the girl thoroughly, which probably wasn't a good thing since it was just sniffing to see if she was edible. Beetlejuice clenched his teeth and started to run to Lydia's rescue when she raised a brow at him. The large creature did something completely unexpected, however.

It began nuzzling Lydia like a cat.

A/N: Pretty anti-climactic for a final chapter, huh? Sorry about that guys. And not a lot of Lyds/Beej fluff, too. But don't worry! For some reason I had this planned out to where the Epilogue has more fun in it than this chapter does. Not a lot of action, but, you know, for a girl who pretty much forced herself to do this, it didn't turn out half bad.

I really thank you guys who still read this and are willing to stick it out to the end, even though I started this story like.. what... my freshman year? It took me FOUR YEARS TO DO THIS? God I need to get my butt into gear. -.-

Anyways, thanks so much and feel free to review but.. at this point... I'm not exactly expecting much. xD