After Steven insisted on helping Urbana heal, Urbana was out of Cousin It's clinic the day after she was emitted. Then everyone scattered, needing some time to think on the fact that Urbana's a Grim Reaper, except for the Addams Family and Urbana's mother and grandmother. The Addams Family were watching Urbana's one-sided argument with her mother and grandmother in the mansion's living room.

"Urbana Des Moines! I don't ever want you giving yourself up like a fucking sacrifice ever again," Rosie said.

"You could have died," Grandma Harp said.

"You're only twenty-one, you still have so much life to live," Rosie said, "Don't be giving yourself up for two dead betties. It was stupid."

"Remember when you gave me your stories to read and you were going through your, got-to-write-tragedy-by-having-people-kill-them-selves-through-sacrifice, faze," Grandma Harp said, "You know I hate that trope. I don't want you living through that trope. Don't make us live through that again."

"I can't help how life plays itself out, guys," Urbana said, "I love you two so much and I didn't like the idea that Walker would torture you guys till the heat death of the universe. If I'd have to, I'd do it again too… Are you guys saying you wouldn't do the same for me?"

"What! No, that's not what we mean, Sweety," Rosie said, "We're just saying, that no one should have to sacrifice themselves like that."

"But of course, we'd do it for you," Grandma Harp added quickly, "But please, don't do it any time soon. I don't think our souls could handle seeing you being taken away like that again."

"…I'm sorry," Urbana said.

"Oh, we're sorry too," Rosie said, "I wish we could hug you and give you kisses."

Urbana smiled at that.

Grandma Harp then asked, "How did he look by the way?"

"He was okay," Urbana told her.

Grandma Harp smiled then patted her daughter's shoulder and said, "Let's go back over. Now that you're not working for that prick anymore, maybe you should pick up your saxophone again. I know you know how to still play it."

"I do miss the stage," Rosie said as the two of them disappeared from sight.

"They're gone now," Urbana said without turning around, "Do you guys have anything to say to me too?"

Pugsley then tackled her into a hug, "How cool do you feel knowing you're going to be a Grim Reaper when you die?"

"Not very cool at all," Urbana told him, "but I am interested in that giant library."

"Of course, you would be," Gomez said as he slapped her on the back, while holding Raven.

"Do you feel better now that we've captured Vlad and his henchmen," Fester asked.

"A lot, actually," Urbana said, "Now we can go back to doing the family séances again."

"I do miss my Frank," Grandmama said.

"And we can get rid of the ghost barrier," Wednesday said.

"We should leave on the magic illusion spell though," Morticia said, while rocking Red.

"I'm just glad you're all okay," Urbana said as she went over to pat Red's head.

Lurch patted Urbana's shoulder.

"Do you think you'll be okay, though," Fester asked.

"Oh, god no," Urbana said, "But that's a problem for future me. Right now, I just want to sleep and hang out with you guys."

"That's good to hear, because we actually want to discuss with you about your rent," Grandmama said.

"Oh yah," Urbana said, feeling nervous. She's been paying them on time every month like she's supposed to, despite having no stable job besides her comic drawing and any small jobs that she's able to find.

"Yes. We've been talking, and we'd like you to stop paying us for you to live here," Grandmama said.

"So like, you're kicking me out," Urbana asked.

Gomez placed an arm around her shoulders and said, "No Dear. You've really got to stop thinking the worst about us. We'll start getting offended."

"I'm sorry. It's just, why?" Urbana asked.

"We know you're going through a hard time, and we've been talking about this for a long time," Morticia said, "We wanted to get you to stop paying us after your first year here, but you were still uncomfortable with us, so we decided to let you keep doing it."

"And now after defending us against a power-hungry cop, we though you've started to see us more as family than as your homeowner," Fester said.

"Oh… Then. Okay," Urbana said, "I'd appreciate that."

"Finally," Wednesday said, "Now you'll have money to buy that fancy watercolor kit you've told me about."

Urbana smiled at the kindness and understanding that she was being given, and also Red's tiny hand grasped her finger.

# # #

Urbana was getting back home from a job interview from a local bar called The Witching Hour and she saw her Aunt standing outside in front of the mansion. As Urbana was getting out of her car, Jane ran to embrace her niece.

"Oh Honey! I came here as soon as I could," Jane said.

"I'm guessing Lurch told you," Urbana asked.

"That's right," Jane said as she pulled back, "cause apparently you never planned on telling me."

She gave Urbana that look she thought only her dad could give her, the look of disappointment and concern and sadness. It's a very complicated look and she's not sure how this side of her family is able to express so many emotions through one look.

"Well, I mean, if it means if I can avoid making you worry about me then, yah," Urbana said.

"When will you get it through you thick skull that I'm going to worry about you no matter what situation you're in? I'm going to worry about your health. I'm going to worry about your grades. I'm going to worry about everything about you and do you know what's going to make me worry less?" Jane asked.

"What?"

"If you would just tell me what's going on in your life," Jane said.

"Really?" Urbana asked, "I would think that would have the opposite affect?"

"It gives me the opportunity to give you a helping hand if you want, or to give you advice if you want, or to give you a shoulder to cry on if you want," Jane said, "I want to be there for you, but I can't if you don't tell me what's going on."

"Okay," Urbana said, "I'm sorry."

Jane embraced her again and said, "And I'm sorry too. We should've had this conversation sooner."

There was the sound of someone clearing their throat. The two women stopped hugging each to see Bob standing awkwardly by himself to the side.

"Ah fuck! What's he doing here," Urbana gasped as she pointed at her father.

"I asked him to come with me," Jane said as she went over to stand next to her little brother.

Bob was silent for a minute and Urbana could tell he was trying to say the right words.

"Did you enjoy getting your old sketchbooks and composition books?" Bob asked. To Urbana it looked like he was trying very hard not to bring up her cussing.

"I wouldn't say I enjoyed it per say, but some of my old drawings were used in my new comic strips," Urbana said, "So, uh, thanks?"

"You're welcome," Bob said.

As they were all walking in, Urbana asked if Lurch picked them up from somewhere and Jane said that Bob parked outside a general gas station and Lurch did pick them up, eventually. Jane then told her that Bob wanted to drive to the mansion directly but for the life of him, he couldn't find it, and Jane tried to warn him, but he was being stubborn.

Urbana was about to ask her father how long him and Jane were planning on staying, as she was closing the door behind them, when she heard her father yell in fright. Urbana turned to see him pointing at Mikey, who was holding an armload of sweet treats that he was in the middle of stealing from Grandmama's kitchen.

Jane slapped Bob in the back of his head, then said, "Don't be rude."

Rubbing the back of his head, indignantly, he said, "Are you kidding me? What is that thing doing here?"

"Oh my god, Dad/Bob!" Urbana and Jane said at the same time.

Jane slapped Bob in the back of his head again and Urbana went over to Micky and hugged the fourteen-year-old turtle boy.

"Will you stop hitting me," Bob told Jane.

"I'm sorry, Mikey, for my father's poor behavior," Urbana said.

"How much does he know about what's going on?" Mikey asked, secretly hoping that Urbana would hug him forever.

"I haven't told him anything," Urbana said, stepping away from Mikey, "Aunt Jane?"

She shook her head.

Bob looked between his sister and his daughter, "Do I even actually want to know?"

Urbana looked to her aunt.

Jane placed a hand on his shoulder, then said, "No."

From the kitchen, Grandmama was shouting about someone stealing half of the sweet treats that she and Spud made for dinner tonight, and Mikey immediately ran off.

"We're not going to stay long," Jane said over Grandmama's angry shouting, "Lurch has told me some of what you went through, but I would like you to tell us yourself, if you're willing."

"Only if Dad stays quiet," Urbana said, "The moment he interrupts me, I'm done."

"Well, that hardly seems fair," Bob said. "What if I have questions?"

"The. Immediate. Moment." Urbana said, emphasizing each word to her father.

"That's fine, Honey," Jane told her.

Urbana sat her aunt and father down in the living room and proceeded to tell them everything that happened to her.

When Urbana finished, Jane said, "Is there anything you'd like from us?"

Jokingly, Urbana said, "Maybe pay for my therapist."

"Done," Jane said.

Bob and Urbana looked at Jane in shock.

"I was joking," Urbana said, clarifying herself.

"And I'm not," Jane said, clarifying herself too, "If you want to, I will of course pay for it while you're going through college. I said, I'd help, and I will."

"What can I do for you," Bob asked his daughter.

"I'm just surprised that you didn't interrupt me when I was talking," Urbana said, "I'm just grateful for that."

Bob slouched forward with a sigh, while rubbing the back of his head.

Lurch came into the living room and Jane stood up with Bob following her.

"We'll be going now," Jane said.

"Bye. I love you," Bob told his daughter, attentively.

"I love you too," Urbana said, indifferently.

"Call me when you've found yourself a therapist you like," Jane told Urbana.

Then the three adults left.

# # #

Urbana was walking out of one of her classes while watching a video that Morticia sent her of Red and Raven saying the word, no, to each other on repeat. Once she had walked outside, Urbana saw that there was a new blanket of snow, being shined upon by the afternoon March sun. It was beautiful.

Urbana felt someone tap on her head and she looked up to see Jack Frost smiling down at her.

"Jack! Dude! It's been a while," Urbana said, "Visiting before you have to go?"

"Yah," Jack said as he started to walk beside her. He then looked around and asked, "Where's your stinky friend?"

"He's on a mission," Urbana said, "Besides. I have a new friend to keep me company."

"Where are they then," Jack asked.

Urbana pointed to the top of the campus's main building, with Draal vigilantly looking out for danger.

"What's he doing up there," he asked.

"Oh, well, Draal isn't in the highest spirits at the moment," Urbana said, which made Jack snicker, but Urbana continued, "because, he couldn't help prevent my kidnapping. So, the poor troll feels like a failure."

"Oh, woah! You got kidnapped," Jack said, then asked, "Are you okay?"

"Let's just say, if Pitch ever visits me again, he's going to have a lot of cannon fodder," Urbana said.

Jack scowled, but then he looked confused then asked, "Again?"

"I asked the North Wind to send a message to him, and he actually came to visit me," Urbana said, "and I got to give him my apology. He didn't exactly like it, though."

"I believe you," Jack said.

"Want to see a cute baby video before I get to my next class," Urbana asked him.

"Yes."

# # #

Urbana was in her room, laying on her bed, with Gizmo playing with her hair while she was reading over Bubble's Diary. She was going over his notes on Spirit Cleansing a couple of more times, cause tomorrow she was going to go over to New Trollmarket and help out Angor Rot. She wanted to make sure that she won't make a mistake, since, according to the diary, Spirit Cleansing can be dangerous for the Spirit and for the Cleanser.

Someone tapped on her window, and Urbana assumed it was one of the gargoyles wanting into her room to talk and/or hang out, so she went over and opened her window. Then a Grim Reaper floated through. The bipedal skeleton looked fishier than human in their misty black robe, as they floated into her room. The jaw lowered and a familiar voice came out of it.

"Hey, cousin," she said.

"Beech?"

"The one and only," she said.

"I'm so confused… Why are you here? Linda made it seem like I wasn't going to see you guys until I died," Urbana said.

"No. Don't be confused," Beech said, "You have every right to think that. It's kind of what we're supposed to do."

"Then what are you doing here?" Urbana asked.

"Well, I wanted to get to know my cousin more. We met each other on such bad terms, and it'll be nice to get to know the rest of my family," Beech said, "Also, I bet you have questions."

Urbana sat on her bed, then said, "I mean I do, but maybe I should ask, why can't you guys visit with me like this?"

"Technically, we can visit with you in your dreams, but it's usually reserved for direct relatives and once the person we're communicating with wakes up, they forget half the things that were talked about," Beech said, "But that's dreams for you. We're not supposed to physically interact with you like this because not every living Grim Reaper knows what they're capable of, and we want living Grim Reapers to live as normal of a life as they can before they die."

"And why's that important," Urbana asked.

"Because of who we are. Our job is to help the dead when it's their time and to help means being kind, sympathetic, and understanding. To connect with the people who are struggling with their afterlife. It's also part of the reason why reincarnation amongst Grim Reapers like us comes so much more easily than it does for any other creatures in this universe," Beech explained.

"Huh…"

"Kindness and understanding are very important to us. Sure there are some Reapers who you wouldn't call the nicest or the cheerfullest type, but at their core they try to be compassionate and empathetic," Beech said.

"…So. Grandpa used to be a fishman and now he's a human man, but that's his third reincarnation? What was his second?" Urbana asked.

"Grandpa decided to reincarnate as a Japanese woman and I think he was born in the Edo period, if I remember him telling me right. Sometime around the 1700's," Beech said.

"I remember seeing Reapers form different planets, do they ever decided to go to different planets to reincarnate in," Urbana asked.

"Well… It's not something that's been unheard of, but sometimes it can cause the living Reaper to go through stress that wouldn't usually happen if they reincarnate into what's common on their own planet," Beech said.

"Oh, do reincarnated living Reapers remember their previous lives," Urbana asked.

"Not necessarily," she said, "Like, as a fishman, Grandpa naturally loved the water and to swim a lot. Then he reincarnated as a Japanese woman and that same love of water and love to swim stuck with her. Then she reincarnated as a black man who also loved water and to swim. We don't remember the lives that we lived but the things we loved doing in our previous lives is just something that we tend to pick up on no matter what."

"So like, just to clarify, when I die, I can choose to reincarnate but I'll forget my previous life, but when I die again, I'll be able to remember my first life and the second life I would have just died from?" Urbana asked.

"Yah, that sums it up nicely," Beech said.

"Cool," then she said, "I think I've asked you enough questions. Do you have any for me?"

"Oh, yes! So many," Beech said.

Then the two of them talked until Urbana was too tired to talk anymore and Beech left saying she will visit again when she can.

# # #

Urbana was in Blinky's office, with Angor Rot, Claire, and Blinky.

"Do you guys have to stand so close?" Urbana asked them.

"Sorry," Claire said.

"My apologies," Blinky said.

The two of them took a couple of steps back from Urbana and Angor Rot.

"After you're done do you think you could loan us Bubble's diary," Blinky asked, "I believe it would make for an interesting read."

"Only if you'll translate the rest of the diary for me," Urbana said, "Translating it has been slow going and I'm barely over halfway through the book."

"I would be delighted to," Blinky said.

"So what exactly is wrong with Angor Rot," Claire asked.

"It's like shadow magic is consuming his spirit," Urbana said as she waved her hands in Angor Rot's general direction, "The longer I look at him the more destressed it makes me feel."

"You don't have to do this," Angor Rot started to say but Urbana interrupted him.

"Don't you dare say another word," Urbana said, "I get the general idea that you weren't exactly the nicest troll in the world from how everyone reacts to me even mentioning your name."

"That's putting it mildly," Claire mumbled.

"But, you're dead now and a lot of people would probably say that's punishment enough and if you are committed to doing more good during your afterlife, than you did during your lifelife, then I'm going to make your afterlife a little bit easier," Urbana said.

"I am," Angor Rot said.

"Then give me your hand," Urbana said.

The dead troll extended his swiss cheese arm and Urbana grabbed his swiss cheese hand with both of hers and she closed her eyes. Urbana felt that trickling-energy-draining-feeling that she always senses when she is touching or being touched by a ghost, but she focused on where her energy was being taken to. Using her energy, Urbana reached deep down inside of Angor Rot and found the infected parts of him. She gathered those infected parts of him and stored them inside herself. As she was doing this, Claire and Blinky could see a golden outline of Angor Rot. It made the two of them feel nervous, but the longer they looked at him, the less nervous they felt and the more they thought of how they were seeing just a normal person.

Once Urbana was sure that she had found every infection point in Angor Rot, Urbana let go of his hand and immediately started coughing up a storm.

"What's wrong," Blinky asked as he went over to Urbana.

Still hacking, Urbana raised her hands up, gesturing to them to stay back. They did. About a minute of hacking later, Urbana snorted then spat out a softball sized wad of shadow magic out of her mouth like she was spitting out a loogie. It was covered in a golden sticky film and the shadow magic was curling and bubbling beneath the golden film.

"Ugh, that's disgusting," Claire said.

"I feel… weird," Angor Rot said.

Urbana turned to the dead troll to see that he was still missing parts of himself, but he didn't look like he was being eaten alive by shadowy bugs anymore.

"You feel weird because you don't know how to feel without that magic gunking up your spirit," Urbana said as she took his hand, "Don't worry. You'll like the new weird feeling. Maybe not soon, but you will. Now let's finish this."

Urbana then focused her attention on helping Angor Rot regenerate his spirit to what it's supposed to be while Blinky was examining the magical blob. Claire was instead focused on watching the golden outline of Angor Rot.

Once Urbana finished helping Angor Rot, Jim walked into Blinky's office.

"Uh, whatcha doin' there, Blinky," Jim asked.

"It's fascinating, Master Jim. This golden residue seems to be diluting the shadow magic that was previously devouring Angor Rot's spirit," Blinky said.

"Wait, it is," Urbana said, sounding tired and surprised, "I thought I was just containing it."

"No, see," Blinky said, "It's smaller."

Urbana saw that it was indeed smaller, it looked about the size of a regular baseball and there was a strange puddle forming underneath the blob of contained magic.

"I'm sorry for the mess in your office, Mr. Galadrigal," Urbana said, "I'll clean it up after it's done doing its thing."

"No. Leave this to me," Blinky said, "If I study this, maybe we can use the knowledge to help defend against magical foes."

"I wish I could help," Claire said.

"Hey, don't worry about it too much," Jim said as he went over to pat his girlfriend on her shoulder, "Learning to do your magic without your staff is going to take you some time. Maybe more than you'd like, but you'll be able to do it."

Claire placed her hand on top of his and smiled up at him.

Urbana then turned to Angor Rot and asked, "So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to keep haunting Claire or are you going to go explore the world or are you going to cross over now?"

"I'm sorry what?" Claire asked as she and Jim turned to her.

Urbana ignored them as she waited for Angor Rot's answer.

"I think I'll stick with you. You always seem ready to help and I would like to help you… If that's okay," Angor Rot asked.

Urbana gave him a thumbs up and said, "Sure man. I'll make sure Draal doesn't kick your ass in this new transition of your afterlife."

"What did he say," Jim asked.

Urbana got them up to speed.

"You also seem to know a lot of people," Angor Rot said, "Maybe I'll be able to find some of the people I hurt and/or killed when I was the Pale Lady's servant and properly apologize to them."

"Oh, fuck. You're right," Urbana said.

"What?" Jim asked.

Urbana turned her attention to Jim then said, "I do know a lot of people. So many of them are teenagers and young adults and all of them have really outrageous lives… I should make a Recovery Meeting. What do you guys think? Would you want to join one if I set up a schedule?"

"What's that?" Claire asked.

"Oh it's this thing where a bunch of people with similar lives gather together to talk about their lives and struggles so they can feel less alone and get support," Urbana said, "My church in Newb—I mean, Northampton did this a lot for pregnant teenagers and drug addicts."

Jim shrugged, "I guess."

"Cool! I'll see you guys around then," Urbana said as she took out her grandfather's diary and handed it to Claire, "Have a good day."

Then with Angor Rot following her, she went home.

# # #

Urbana was walking to the cafeteria, wanting a light lunch, while trying to memorize some new Spanish vocab that she learned in class. Draal and Angor Rot were bickering with each other as they followed close behind her. Then, sitting on the hood of her car, Urbana saw Scarlet in her human female disguise being hit on by five different men and three women.

Urbana went over and said, "Scarlet!? What are you doing here?"

Scarlet lit up and pushed past the crowd she's gathered then she gestured towards Urbana like she wanted to give her a hug, but she stopped halfway. Urbana, not thinking about it, gave her a hug. The crowd scattered.

"I tried calling you," Scarlet said, "To tell you that I was in town and that I wanted to talk."

The two of them stopped hugging so Urbana could pull out her phone. She saw that she missed three phone calls from Scarlet.

"Oh, geez. Sorry about that," Urbana said, "I just always have my phone on silent."

"What are you doing right now," Scarlet asked.

"I was about to go eat," Urbana said.

"Oh, perfect I can—" Scarlet started to say but suddenly Draal and Angor Rot's argument started getting louder and harder to ignore.

Urbana turned to them, then said, "Do you two mind? We're trying to have a conversation here. If you two have to fight, go somewhere else."

"But what about your safety," Draal asked.

"I'll be fine. I'll be with Scarlet," Urbana said, "Later the three of us need to have a heart to heart about your guy's attitudes."

"I'm going to go explore the planetarium," Angor Rot said before drifting off towards said area.

"Not without me," Draal said as he followed the ex-assassin.

Urbana turned back towards Scarlet then said, "Sorry about that. You were saying?"

"I'd like to buy you lunch," Scarlet said.

"Free lunch? Yes please," Urbana said as she started heading for her car, "Come on. There's a sushi place not too far from here that has the best tofu and eggplant soup I've ever had."

"Uh, Urbana," Scarlet said, "I can drive us there."

"Oh… Okay," Urbana said.

Then she got into Scarlet's car and Urbana guided her to the sushi place.

After they were settled in and after they got their orders taken and been given their drinks, Urbana asked, "What brings you to Westfield?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you," Scarlet said.

"Oh?"

"Yah," Scarlet said, "I've heard that you've had a rough couple of months."

"I have, but where are you getting your information," Urbana asked.

"Over hearing Abe and Liz talking after I got back from my undercover mission," Scarlet said, "Did you really get into Hell?"

Fiddling with her drink Urbana said, "Yah. It's not the best place, especially for me."

Scarlet placed her hand on top of Urbana's then said, "I know. Are you doing okay?"

"About as okay as anyone can be with the months I've had," Urbana said, "But what about you? How have you been?"

"I helped bust an underground necromancer syndicate in Iran," Scarlet said.

"That's nice. What can you tell me about it?" Urbana asked.

Scarlet was telling Urbana about the many times she almost got caught while she was gathering proof when their meals got to them. The two of them ate and told each other how good their food was and then they were silent for a bit.

Then Scarlet said, "Urbana. There's something I feel like I need to tell you, before something else bad happens to either of us."

"Okay. Your serious tone is making me nervous. But okay," She said.

"Sorry for making you feel nervous. It's nothing bad… At least, I hope you won't think it's bad," Scarlet said.

Okay then," Urbana said.

Scarlet grabbed her drink and started fiddling with it as she said, "I just wanted to say that… I have… romantic feelings for you."

"Oh…"

"You're disappointed?"

"That's one part of it," Urbana said, "I'm mostly just sad."

"Can I ask why," Scarlet asked, a mix of concern and confusion.

Urbana sighed, then said, "You don't want to be my friend and/or you never wanted to be my friend to begin with. I'm going to miss hanging out with you because now you'll be sad that you can't date me, and you'll never talk to me again."

"I very much would like to still be your friend," Scarlet reassured her, "Ever since our talk after my show at the hotel I wanted to be your friend. I just happened to have developed romantic feelings for you at the same time."

"Hmm. But no matter how much you're friendly to me I'm not going to be able to develop romantic feelings for you back," Urbana said.

"Urbana. I'm a succubus, not a prick," she said, "I'm not going to expect that from you. If you say you don't have the same feelings as me, then you don't. I just wanted to tell you about my feelings because I didn't want you or me to die before I could say anything."

"Okay."

They were silent for a minute or two while they ate.

Then Urbana asked, "What exactly did, or do you find romantically attractive about me anyways?"

Scarlet thought for a moment, then said, "As a succubus, I grew up in a very sexual environment. Metaphorically speaking, it was like I was born in the desert. As I was growing up, I was proud of how I could handle the harsh desert day and the bitter cold nights, and I thought it was fun, but then it started dragging on me. The desert I revealed in kept making me feel tired, broken, and alone. I would struggle to find any kind of difference and sometimes I found small little oasis's but eventually the desert calmed them, and I'd be on the move again. Then when I met you, it was like finding the Garden of Eden. I was at first terrified of what I saw, since it was so different from the environment I grew up in and even the oasis's reminded me of the desert. Then I got to know you, and the Garden of Eden that you are, and I found myself enjoying the greenery, the shade, the warm nights and the cool days… I hope you know what I mean."

Urbana's face felt warm as she said, "That's beautiful. Do you think I could use that in one of my stories?"

"Oh! Uh, sure," Scarlet said, "I won't mind."

They were silent for a minute more while they ate.

Then Urbana said, "Maybe, I could give it a try."

"What's that?"

"Dating. You specifically," Urbana said.

Scarlet felt her heart leap, but she tried to keep her composure, "Oh, but I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you."

"I appreciate that, but I do feel like that this is my decision… Like, if I'm going to date anyone, I suppose I'd prefer to date a friend that I know well enough," Urbana said, "Uh, if you'll have me?"

"Yes, please," Scarlet said.

"With that out of the way, we better finish eating quickly, my next class will start in like thirty minutes," Urbana said.

The two of them finished eating their meals and Scarlet gave Urbana a ride back to school.

# # #

It was a lovely moonless night, when Angela started laying her egg in her and Broadway's room. Broadway and Goliath were helping her lay her egg while pained groans and yells emitted from their room. Everyone was waiting outside their room except for the turtle boys and Fu Dog, who were looking after Haley, Red, and Raven down in the living room. Grandmama and Morticia had rags and a tub of boiling water at the ready for when Goliath calls for them.

"We can call Cousin It if you want," Gomez told Hudson.

"No, it will be fine," Hudson said, "It sounds like the normal egg laying process in there. I'm sure Angela will be fine."

"But she was so round before she started to give birth," Pugsley said, "Won't it hurt a lot."

"Well, yes," Jake said, "but gargoyle eggs come out soft then after a couple of days they harden. The real danger for an unhatched gargoyle is the egg becoming damaged somehow before it can harden."

"I'm impressed that you know that about us," Lex said.

"I'm the American Dragon," Jake said, "It's my job to know important stuff like this."

"Too bad Elisa couldn't be here for this," Brooklyn said, "I know Broadway and Angela would have appreciated her presence in there."

"Don't worry," Urbana said, "I know it's been a while since I sent Beetlejuice on his mission with Reta and the kids, but I know he'll send us a message soon."

"Shh," Wednesday said, "I think they're done."

Everyone responded to the silence in the room with more silence. Then the door opened and Goliath stuck his head out then beckoned for Grandmama and Morticia to bring in the water and rags.

From behind the door, Broadway said, "Do you guys want to see the egg?"

Everyone wanted to except for Urbana and Lex. Urbana didn't want to see the egg yet because she didn't want to see any unnecessary bodily fluids that might make her faint or throw up. Lex didn't want to see the egg yet because he was getting a face time phone call from Peridot.

"Hey, Peridot, Angela successfully managed to lay her egg," Lexington told her.

"I will be sure to send you a commemorative fruit basket for the occasion," she said, "but I have news. I finally know what types of technology the Foot Clan is using."

"Oh, wow," Urbana said over Lex's shoulder, "It's been months since you started that quest."

"Yes," Peridot said as she adjusted her visor, "An unfortunate side effect from the fact that there are thousands of lifeforms across the galaxy and because of Homeworld's previous isolationist views, all the information I found was severely outdated."

"But you managed to find the information you were looking for," Lex asked.

"Yes," Peridot said, "Through my visor robonoids's video capture and pictures that they've taken of the various fights that they've captured in New York, between the Foot and Hunts Clans, I've distinguished three different alien technologies that isn't the Gem technology that we've previously established. What I can discern from my research and what the robonoids have provided, the technology that the Foot Clan is using, is a combination of Cybertronian Technology, Akiridion Technology, and Earth Technology."

"Earth Technology isn't alien," Lex said.

"Helllloooo! It's alien to me," Peridot said.

Lexington looked sheepish while Urbana said, "Good job. Now that we have that information, maybe now we can talk to these different aliens about their technology and ask them how we can properly disarm the Foot Clan."

"That may prove to be more difficult than you may think," she said.

"Why's that," Urbana asked.

"The Cybertronians are in the middle of a Civil War that's been raging for a few hundred millenniums. We're not even sure if Cybertronians are still alive out there," Peridot said, "And us Gems aren't exactly on the best terms with the people on Akiridion-5 because of our planetarily destructive past."

Urbana sighed.

Lex said, "Well, it's a start. Thank you, Peridot."

"My pleasure," she said, "Earth's my home too. Don't be afraid to call me if you need me."

With her statement acknowledged, Lex hung up.

"You glad Gomez and Morticia got you that phone," Urbana asked him.

"Yah, it's great. Ready to go see the egg with everyone else," Lex asked.

"Oh, no. I'll come and see it when it's hard," Urbana said before running away downstairs.

# # #

Urbana was walking downstairs as she was thinking and compiling notes on who was willing to join her organized Recovery Meeting thing when she felt a presence behind her and knew she was under attack. Urbana quickly spun around with a round house kick and kicked Raph in his ribs, sending him flying over the stair railings. Raph managed to grab onto the railings with one hand while holding his sais in his other, preventing his fall from the fourth floor to the first. Urbana screamed at the sight and immediately pulled him back up on to the stairs.

"Oh God. Are you okay?" Urbana asked him.

"That was awesome," Raph said as he put away his sais, "How many fighting techniques do you know?"

"I'm not keeping track," Urbana said then she placed her hands on his shoulders then said, in a serious tone, "Please don't you ever sneak up on me like that ever again. Things like this have been spiking my adrenaline and making me have flashback, and it's why I've asked Gomez to stop his surprise attacks on me too. I just didn't think to ask you or your brothers to not do it."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know," Raph said.

"I know. This is my first time telling you," Urbana said as she let go of him.

"Do you want to spar with me and my brothers?" Raph asked, "They're already outside."

Urbana thought about it for a moment, then she sighed, then said, "Okay. Sure. I'll be right out." Then she started walking back upstairs to get her weapons and put on her jumpsuit.

Along with the turtle boys, Urbana found Master Splinter, Gomez, Jake, Haley, and Rose outside on the front lawn with Draal and Angor Rot floating above everyone and watching. At the moment, everyone was watching Don and Leo spar with each other. Urbana went to stand beside Gomez.

"I'm so glad you're here," Gomez said under his breath, "You're going to learn so much from them."

"Yah. That's the plan of why I'm here," Urbana whispered back.

Leo had managed to pin Don with one of his swords, and Master Splinter said, "Yame!"

The two separated. Bowed to each other, then they both walked towards where everyone else was standing.

"Mr. Addams, You've known Jake, Rose, and Urbana longer than I have, who do you suggest should fight one of my boys," Splinter asked.

"My Dear, Urbana here, has been training in hand-to-hand combat since April and has picked up learning the sanjiegun and the shéng biāo in June. Except for fencing she's rather new to fighting like this. I suggest putting her against your son Leo. He seems to have the most self-control and I believe she can learn the most form him," Gomez said.

Master Splinter nodded his head.

Leo was already walking out to the designated battle area while Urbana was debating on which of her weapons she should use.

Gomez patted her shoulder and said, "For this fight, you should go weaponless. It's good to practice situations when you won't have anything on you but your wits and your fists."

Urbana shrugged then said, "Okay. It'll be a fun challenge."

Then she walked out to face Leo.

"Uh, aren't you going to use one of your weapons?" Leo asked.

"I'll be practicing without one," Urbana said, "It'll be fun."

Leo got into a fighting stance with his twin katanas raised in the air and he said, "Alright then. I'll be sure to go easy on you."

Getting into her own fighting stance, she said, "Oh. You'll go easy on me? My, what a gentleman."

"Hajime!" Master Splinter barked.

Leo ran at her at full speed, his twin katanas pointed to maim.

Urbana side stepped him, dodged his swing with is left katana, then spun around and kicked him in his back. It made Leo tumble forward, and he almost face planted into the cold earth.

Urbana then advanced at him. She tied to do a flying kick at him, but he blocked her using his twin katanas and she almost got cut up to ribbons, but she managed not to by dropping to the ground and rolling away from him so she could get back up on her feet.

Leo started slashing at Urbana, left, right, up, down, repeat. It was wild, but Urbana was managing to evade him, if barely. Then in the middle of a downward swing, Urbana saw her opening. She moved in close, past his weapons, then managed to elbow him in the nose.

With Leo discombobulated, Urbana took her chance to disarm him by grabbing him by his shell then throwing him a couple of feet away from her. In Urbana's grasp was one of Leo's Katanas. Urbana wanted to geek out about holding a weapon she's seen in all of her favorite anime, but she managed to compose herself.

"Is this part of you going easy on me," Urbana asked Leo who was getting up from the ground and was wiping away the blood from his nose.

Leo's brother's and Jake Ooooh-ed at him.

Leo said nothing, but he did look annoyed.

Leo then got into a fighting stance that was suitable for holding one katana and Urbana mimicked him. The two of them circled each other. Then Leo went at Urbana and Urbana went at him, but as soon as their katanas collided, Urbana lost her grip on the weapon and then before she knew it, Urbana was pinned to the ground and had the point of a katana at her throat.

"Yame!" Master Splinter command.

Leo backed off and helped Urbana back on her feet.

"That was so much fun," Urbana said, "Are you okay. I didn't break your nose, did I?"

"No. It'll be fine," He said as he wiped away more blood. He started looking around for his other katana, "Awe, man," he said, seeing it.

Urbana turned to see where he was looking at and saw it stuck between a few tree branches.

"I'll get it," Urbana said, "You go stop your bleeding before I faint at the sight of you."

Urbana easily climbed up the tree then had Angor Rot and Draal fly her down and she handed the teenager his deadly weapon.

"Your sword, your majesty," Urbana said as he handed it to him.

"Thanks," he said as he took it with one hand while holding his nose in a rage with the other.

"Now Urbana," Gomez said, "What did you learn?"

"That my agility and speed could be worked on and I need to learn to hold back cause I didn't intend to make him bleed when I got him in the face, and when I got his sword, I got a little cocky, I tried not to be, but I still was, and that was my downfall in the end," Urbana said.

Gomez got that proud, teary eyed look and he went in to give Urbana a hug.

"Gomez is this really necessary," Urbana said as she was being squished by him.

"I don't know. I think it's sweet," Mikey said.

"I'm just so proud of you and the process you've made," Gomez said. He hugged her for a minute longer then let go of her.

Urbana dramatically gasped for air.

For a few hours, Urbana hung out with Master Splinter, his sons, Jake, Rose, Draal, Angor Rot, and Gomez outside on the Addams family's front lawn, sparing with them and learning how to be a better fighter.

# # #

Urbana was hanging out with Angela and Broadway in their room, sketching them together with their egg when Urbana got a phone call from Lydia.

"Hey, haven't heard from you in a while," Urbana said as she gestured to Broadway and Angela that they could stop posing, "Are you needing artistic advice or something?"

"No, Beetlejuice is here. At my house. Get everyone over here," Lydia said.

Urbana stood up in shock and said, "Oh shit! I'll tell everyone and we'll be right there." Then Urbana hung up her phone.

"What is it," Broadway asked.

"Beetlejuice is back," Urbana said, "Goliath is in his room, right?"

"He should be," Angela said.

Urbana left her sketching kit on their bed then ran off. She gathered Goliath, Master Splinter, Jake, and Morticia and they all drove off to Lydia's house. They were swiftly let in by Lydia's parents and greeted warmly by everyone in their relatively small living room.

"Where's that old bastard," Urbana asked, excited to see him.

"Right here, Toots," Beetlejuice said, but Urbana wasn't exactly sure where it was coming from.

Lydia pointed at her left shoulder, then Urbana saw Beetlejuice.

"Damn, Beetlejuice. You're a funko pop now," Urbana said.

"Yah, I'm spread a little thin right now and my powers are close to maxing out," he said.

"Are you needing my energy?" Urbana asked.

"No. Not right now," Beetlejuice said, "I'm here to update you all."

Goliath pushed Urbana out of the way and asked, "What is happening with Elisa? Is she safe? Is she hurt? Why hasn't she called us yet?"

"Woah, big guy. I'm going to need you to relax," Beetlejuice said.

Morticia went over to Goliath and grabbed his arm gently, then she said, "Come. Sit with me on the couch."

"We've made refreshments," Charles said.

"We have water, green tea, hot coco, orange juice, and coffee," Delia listed, "Any takers?"

Everyone that was relaxed enough to want a drink, Urbana, Master Splinter, and Morticia, asked for them, then once everyone was settled and had their drinks, Beetlejuice started his report.

"Okay. I'm going to start with your questions Gargoyle man, because you were very intense. Elisa's fine. She and her brother were captured by the Huntsclan, but me and the kids managed to help them escape and right now Talon and The Mutants are on the move, helping keep the magical creatures of New York safe from the Huntsclan while Elisa's undercover in the Huntsclan. She managed to find the kid's families," Beetlejuice said.

"So they do have them," Jake said as he stood up. Looking like he was wanting to go and fly straight to New York to set his family free.

Master Splinter placed a calming hand on Jake's forearm, "Steady yourself. He has yet to finish."

Jake sat back down.

Beetlejuice continued, "Everyone is fine, except for the dragon man, uh, Luong Lao Shi."

"Grandpa…," Jake whispered, barely containing his worry and fury.

"When I found them, they were getting ready to kill him, but I managed to dissuade them from doing it, but I don't know how much longer I can keep them from it," Beetlejuice said, "But fear not, there's going to be an opening tomorrow night to not only hurt their operation but to free your families. Apparently, some Russian dude gifted the Huntsclan some powerfully charged beings. When I saw them, they looked like the magical embodiment of ice magic, fire magic, and plant magic."

"Wait, a Russian dude kidnapped Jack Frost," Urbana asked, despairing because she literally just saw him a few weeks ago.

"No. It's not the kid," Beetlejuice said, "This magical entity feels older and much more deadly. Here's what Elisa has planned."

Beetlejuice then told them what they were going to do tomorrow night.