Lily paced around the cave, stopping every so often to check on Laddie. The
boy was sleeping peacefully unaware of the conflict brewing in the pack. A
rustling noise signaled the return of the Boys.
David landed in front of Lily. "Where'd she go?"
"She disappeared while I was putting Laddie to bed. I didn't even hear her go." Lily took a step back from David. She'd never seen him so angry. "Michael didn't make a kill, did he?"
"No." He reached for her, circling her arm with his hand. "Where'd she go?"
"I don't know David. Probably to Michael's. Now let go of me." She tried to wrench her arm out of his grasp but his grip was too tight.
Dwayne stepped forward, his hair and eyes wild. "David, leave her alone. This isn't Lily's fault."
David glared at him but let his hand drop from Lily's arm. With a growl, he headed for the Boys' room, leaving the rest to follow. Lily watched him go, rubbing her arm where he'd held her.
"You okay?" Marko asked. There was still blood smeared on his face.
Lily nodded. "He didn't hurt me. He'd just angry."
Paul bounded over to her. "Don't you worry, princess. He'll get over this."
She leaned against him, ignoring the gore covering his clothes. "I warned him about Star." She straightened up. "You boys should head to bed. The sun'll be up soon."
Marko smiled. "Yes mom."
Shaking her head, Lily kissed the Boys good night and started tidying up the cave before heading to bed. She prayed Star would stay away now that she was with Michael but just as she was going to her room, she heard someone coming into the cave.
Star appeared in the entrance. She glanced around warily and quickly headed for her bed. Lily cursed silently and went to her room.
The screams penetrated Lily's sleep and she bolted up in bed. Something in her mind felt wrong and she rushed into the main room of the cave, tripping over the hem of her nightgown. Ignoring the pain of the sunlight, she caught sight of Sam and the Frog brothers scrambling out of the cave. She moved to follow them when she heard a sound like crying.
Looking around, she realized Star and Laddie were gone. She moved toward the sound of the crying. It was coming from the room where the Boys slept. She climbed through the opening and made her way down to their room. Paul, Dwayne and David looked up as she came in. They were gathered around Marko's bed and red tear streaks ran down their faces. David cradled one hand against his chest as he held out the other to her.
"What happened?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
David held her with one arm. She gently held his burnt hand in hers. "They killed Marko."
"No." A sob escaped her and she buried her head in his shoulder. The other two Boys came over and touched her. Dwayne brushed his hand over her back and Paul smoothed her hair. Lily turned, still in David's arms and embraced them both, the remaining pack gathering strength and comfort from one another.
"They took Star and Laddie." Lily told them after a while.
"No, Star went willingly." David cupped her face in his hand. "We'll get our revenge Lily. Tonight, we get revenge for Marko."
Lily held tightly to Dwayne as they flew rapidly toward the Emerson's house. The Boys were grim, still mourning for their murdered brother. She could hear the people inside the house yelling as they approached.
Dwayne slowed and dropped Lily to the ground. She broke the closest window and climbed through as Dwayne forced his way in on the other side. He knocked the lights out, giving them an advantage over the mortals.
Lily watched as Dwayne grabbed Sam and lifted him into the air. She took the opportunity to knock Michael out. The kid did something and Dwayne cried out in pain, dropping him. Sam quickly grabbed for the crossbow and Lily ducked out of sight. He shot Dwayne, who crumpled to the ground.
"No!" Without thinking, Lily came out from hiding. Sam whirled and shot her, the bolt imbedding itself in the left side of her upper chest. She fell to the floor with the force of the blow.
"Lily!" Dwayne got to his feet, his eyes meeting hers and she understood that Sam had missed him. He stalked toward Sam, furious. "You missed sucker."
"Only once pal." Sam shot his last bolt, hitting Dwayne squarely in the chest, sending him flying into the stereo. He was electrocuted, his body seizing from the electricity.
Lily watched in horror as his body exploded. In her mind, Dwayne disappeared, Paul already gone. Only David remained. She reached forward for the bolt still in her chest and pulled as hard as she could, it sliding out with a sickening noise.
Michael and Sam headed up the stairs. Michael paused, as the house seemed to explode around them and was caught by David. He flew backwards down the stairs, breaking the banister on the way down.
Lily staggered to her feet, the wound in her chest still bleeding. Some damage had been done to her lung because she found it hard to breathe and soon fell to the floor again. She watched, unable to help as Michael threw David into a pair of antlers, piercing his heart.
"David." The tears for her Boys started rolling down her cheeks. They were all dead.
"Michael!"
Star flew down the stairs with Sam and the Frogs following close behind. She ignored Lily completely and headed straight for David's body. The boys cheered David's death when they saw the body. Lily heard a car pull in outside and her father's voice as he approached the house.
"Sam? Michael?" Lucy was the first one in. Sam intercepted her and herded her off to one side with the Frogs, saying something about a food fight. Max saw David and headed for his body. When he turned back, he caught sight of Lily, kneeling on the floor, her hand over the spot where she was still bleeding. Lily slowly got to her feet, using the wall for balance and staggered toward her father.
Lucy came storming back into the room. "I don't want to hear another word from you until I talk to Michael."
"I'm sorry Lucy." Max apologized as she came in. "Its all my fault. David and my Boys misbehaved." He grinned apologetically. "I told you, boys need a mother."
A look of confusion passed over Lucy's face. "Max, what are you talking about?"
Sam stepped up next to his mother. "I knew it. You're the head vampire."
Star appeared. "You're the secret David was protecting."
"But you passed the test." Alan Frog protested, holding a steak out in front of him in protection.
Max laughed. "Don't ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy. It renders you powerless."
"Has everyone gone crazy here? What's the matter with all of you?" Lucy looked around at the people in her living room.
"It was you I was after all along. I knew that if I could get Sam and Michael into the family, there was no way you could say no." Max explained.
"Where's Michael?" Lucy asked, suddenly concerned for her older son.
"It was all going to be so perfect Lucy. Just like one big happy family. Your boys and my boys." He looked over and smiled gently at Lily. She was leaning heavily against a post, her hand over the bloody hole in her chest. "And my angel, my daughter. She needs a woman's influence."
"Great, the bloodsucking Brady bunch." Edgar spit out sarcastically.
"But I still want you Lucy." Lucy screamed as Max's face suddenly changed. "I haven't changed my mind about that."
Michael appeared in the doorway of the other room. "I didn't invite you this time Max." He rushed Max, only to be tossed aside like dirty laundry. Star picked up a piece of wood and attacked the head vampire. He backhanded her, sending her flying. The Frogs followed suit.
Only Sam stood between Max and Lucy. He ran at Max, who caught him in a headlock. Max held a hand out to her. "Don't fight, Lucy. Its so much better if you don't fight."
Lucy hesitated, looking down at Sam who was yelling for her not to give in. Slowly, she placed her hand in Max's. He drew her to him and bent his head to her neck. A car horn drew their attention and they looked up as a jeep came crashing through the front doors. Michael leapt off the balcony where Max had thrown him and shoved Max forward, onto the dozens of spikes on the front of the jeep. One stabbed him right in the heart and he flew back into the fireplace, exploding in a ball of flames. Lily was sent flying to the floor by the force of the explosion.
The Emersons and the Frog brothers celebrated the death of the vampires. Even Laddie and Star held each other in relief, happy to be free of Max and David. They all forgot Lily, huddled on the floor by the remains of Dwayne. She stared at the legs hanging off the workbench in the next room. Her boys, her father, were all dead.
Lucy was the first to notice her. She approached Lily gingerly, as if she was a wild animal ready to bite Lucy. "Sweetheart, are you okay? Do you need some help?"
Lily looked up at Lucy like she was speaking a foreign language. Shaking her head, she looked around the room, focusing in on Michael, standing with his brother and Star. With a sudden burst of strength, she shot to her feet and launched at him. "You killed him!"
Michael brought his hands up to protect himself. Lily swiped at him, nails scratching his face. She felt a hand grab her arm and try to pull her back. She turned and swung out at the person before a sharp pain in her chest pulled her up short. Inky spots floated in her vision. She swayed for a minute before collapsing.
Lily woke up to unfamiliar sounds and smells. She opened her eyes and saw a woman standing by her bedside, looking at something.
She looked down. "Oh, you're finally awake. How do you feel?"
"Where am I?" Lily croaked. Her throat was dry and scratchy.
"Santa Carla Clinic. I'm Dr. Lee. You were left here three days ago." The doctor held a cup of water with a straw up to Lily's lips. "Now, how are you feeling?"
Lily took a drink before answering. "Okay, I guess."
"I'm going to raise you up." She pressed a button on the remote and the head of Lily's bed raised so she was in a sitting position. "There's no pain?" Dr. Lee looked puzzled.
Lily squirmed about experimentally. There was a little achiness in her chest but no pain. "No. I'm a little sore but otherwise fine. Why?"
"You had some sort of wound in your chest and lost a lot of blood. By all rights you should have been dead." A buzzer sounded and Dr. Lee looked over her shoulder. "I'll be right back. Drink the rest of that water."
Lily nodded. As soon as the doctor was out of sight, Lily pulled out the IV and got out of bed. She found her clothes in a bag in the cabinet and tucked it under her arm. She slid open the large window and looked out. Her room was on the first floor of the clinic and she quickly climbed out the window. Keeping to the shadows, Lily headed away from the clinic.
Once she was away from the lights of the clinic, Lily ducked behind a building and changed out of the hospital gown. The spot where Sam's crossbow bolt had pierced her chest was stitched up and showed signs of advanced healing. Someone had put a clean t-shirt into the bag to replace the one they had cut off of her. Her jeans were there, however, still covered in blood and she felt a pang of pain as she pulled them on. Her father and the Boys were dead.
Smoke was still rising from the blackened ruins of the Emersons' house. They had set fire to the house. As she watched the plume rise to the sky, Lily began to cry. They were truly gone now, burnt so there was no chance of reincarnation. She let out a cry of anguish as she watched the wood smolder. With some effort, she made her way to the rubble. There was no sign of bodies in the mess. Lily's legs gave way and she fell to her knees.
"David." The names escaped her lips in a hushed breath. "Dwayne, Paul, Marko." She began to shake, the sobs coming uncontrollably. Before long, Lily let herself slide so she was lying on the ground; the crossbow wound in her chest an aching reminder of her loss.
After what seemed like an eternity, a light rain began to fall, the scorched house hissing as the rain cooled the wood. Lily sat up and looked around. Mist rose up from the ground around her, obscuring her view of the ruins. Wiping her face on the hem of her t-shirt, Lily slowly rose to her feet. She walked away from the house and headed down the driveway. There was one other place she needed to go before she went home. The cave.
The mist enveloped her all the way to the cave. It seemed to part as she stepped onto the top step of the staircase down to the cave. Carefully, she climbed down the steps and into the entrance of the cave. It was dark inside and she fumbled in her pocket for a lighter to light a torch. When she had one lit, she jumped to the cave floor and set light to the oil drums.
Someone had recently been inside the cave. There was a dark pile of cloth sitting on the edge of the fountain. Lily touched the bundle gently, feeling familiar soft material. She picked up the coat and slipped it on. It fell almost to her feet, the sleeves going way past her hands. She folded up the sleeves and shoved her hands in the pockets. There was something in one pocket and she pulled it out.
Lily unfolded the paper. It was a short note, in unfamiliar handwriting but she knew the author.
"I'm sorry. We're leaving, going east. Star and Laddie are coming with us. And Sam said he's sorry he shot you."
Underneath that was another short note, scribbled in a childlike writing. "I'll miss you Lily. Don't forget me. Laddie."
More tears fell as she read the note, splashing on the page. She quickly brushed them away, lest they smudge Laddie's note. She would miss him terribly too. Tucking the note back in the pocket, she walked slowly to her room and collapsed on her bed.
Lily woke sometime later, dreams of the Boys still fresh in her mind. She sat in the dark staring at the ceiling she couldn't see, a decision forming in her head. She would leave Santa Carla. Find something to keep her mind off her pain and maybe someday she'd be ready to come back. She lit the candelabra that sat in the corner of her room before digging a backpack from under her bed. She packed what she could and shouldered the bag. Blowing out the candles, Lily left her room. She looked around the main room, deciding there was nothing there she wanted to take and climbed slowly out of the cave.
At the cliff top she found the Boys' bikes. Lily decided on Marko's because it was the smallest and climbed on. She started it up and after some wobbling, was off toward her father's house.
Afternoon came and went as Lily packed her belongings into her car. She moved about the house, closing it up as she went. Finally, she pulled the front door closed behind her and pocketed the keys. She picked up her last bag and tossed it into the back seat of her car.
Carefully, she wheeled Marko's bike into the garage and pulled the door down, locking it. With one last look around her, Lily climbed into her car. She started it up and pulled out of the driveway, leaving Santa Carla and the Lost Boys behind her.
David landed in front of Lily. "Where'd she go?"
"She disappeared while I was putting Laddie to bed. I didn't even hear her go." Lily took a step back from David. She'd never seen him so angry. "Michael didn't make a kill, did he?"
"No." He reached for her, circling her arm with his hand. "Where'd she go?"
"I don't know David. Probably to Michael's. Now let go of me." She tried to wrench her arm out of his grasp but his grip was too tight.
Dwayne stepped forward, his hair and eyes wild. "David, leave her alone. This isn't Lily's fault."
David glared at him but let his hand drop from Lily's arm. With a growl, he headed for the Boys' room, leaving the rest to follow. Lily watched him go, rubbing her arm where he'd held her.
"You okay?" Marko asked. There was still blood smeared on his face.
Lily nodded. "He didn't hurt me. He'd just angry."
Paul bounded over to her. "Don't you worry, princess. He'll get over this."
She leaned against him, ignoring the gore covering his clothes. "I warned him about Star." She straightened up. "You boys should head to bed. The sun'll be up soon."
Marko smiled. "Yes mom."
Shaking her head, Lily kissed the Boys good night and started tidying up the cave before heading to bed. She prayed Star would stay away now that she was with Michael but just as she was going to her room, she heard someone coming into the cave.
Star appeared in the entrance. She glanced around warily and quickly headed for her bed. Lily cursed silently and went to her room.
The screams penetrated Lily's sleep and she bolted up in bed. Something in her mind felt wrong and she rushed into the main room of the cave, tripping over the hem of her nightgown. Ignoring the pain of the sunlight, she caught sight of Sam and the Frog brothers scrambling out of the cave. She moved to follow them when she heard a sound like crying.
Looking around, she realized Star and Laddie were gone. She moved toward the sound of the crying. It was coming from the room where the Boys slept. She climbed through the opening and made her way down to their room. Paul, Dwayne and David looked up as she came in. They were gathered around Marko's bed and red tear streaks ran down their faces. David cradled one hand against his chest as he held out the other to her.
"What happened?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
David held her with one arm. She gently held his burnt hand in hers. "They killed Marko."
"No." A sob escaped her and she buried her head in his shoulder. The other two Boys came over and touched her. Dwayne brushed his hand over her back and Paul smoothed her hair. Lily turned, still in David's arms and embraced them both, the remaining pack gathering strength and comfort from one another.
"They took Star and Laddie." Lily told them after a while.
"No, Star went willingly." David cupped her face in his hand. "We'll get our revenge Lily. Tonight, we get revenge for Marko."
Lily held tightly to Dwayne as they flew rapidly toward the Emerson's house. The Boys were grim, still mourning for their murdered brother. She could hear the people inside the house yelling as they approached.
Dwayne slowed and dropped Lily to the ground. She broke the closest window and climbed through as Dwayne forced his way in on the other side. He knocked the lights out, giving them an advantage over the mortals.
Lily watched as Dwayne grabbed Sam and lifted him into the air. She took the opportunity to knock Michael out. The kid did something and Dwayne cried out in pain, dropping him. Sam quickly grabbed for the crossbow and Lily ducked out of sight. He shot Dwayne, who crumpled to the ground.
"No!" Without thinking, Lily came out from hiding. Sam whirled and shot her, the bolt imbedding itself in the left side of her upper chest. She fell to the floor with the force of the blow.
"Lily!" Dwayne got to his feet, his eyes meeting hers and she understood that Sam had missed him. He stalked toward Sam, furious. "You missed sucker."
"Only once pal." Sam shot his last bolt, hitting Dwayne squarely in the chest, sending him flying into the stereo. He was electrocuted, his body seizing from the electricity.
Lily watched in horror as his body exploded. In her mind, Dwayne disappeared, Paul already gone. Only David remained. She reached forward for the bolt still in her chest and pulled as hard as she could, it sliding out with a sickening noise.
Michael and Sam headed up the stairs. Michael paused, as the house seemed to explode around them and was caught by David. He flew backwards down the stairs, breaking the banister on the way down.
Lily staggered to her feet, the wound in her chest still bleeding. Some damage had been done to her lung because she found it hard to breathe and soon fell to the floor again. She watched, unable to help as Michael threw David into a pair of antlers, piercing his heart.
"David." The tears for her Boys started rolling down her cheeks. They were all dead.
"Michael!"
Star flew down the stairs with Sam and the Frogs following close behind. She ignored Lily completely and headed straight for David's body. The boys cheered David's death when they saw the body. Lily heard a car pull in outside and her father's voice as he approached the house.
"Sam? Michael?" Lucy was the first one in. Sam intercepted her and herded her off to one side with the Frogs, saying something about a food fight. Max saw David and headed for his body. When he turned back, he caught sight of Lily, kneeling on the floor, her hand over the spot where she was still bleeding. Lily slowly got to her feet, using the wall for balance and staggered toward her father.
Lucy came storming back into the room. "I don't want to hear another word from you until I talk to Michael."
"I'm sorry Lucy." Max apologized as she came in. "Its all my fault. David and my Boys misbehaved." He grinned apologetically. "I told you, boys need a mother."
A look of confusion passed over Lucy's face. "Max, what are you talking about?"
Sam stepped up next to his mother. "I knew it. You're the head vampire."
Star appeared. "You're the secret David was protecting."
"But you passed the test." Alan Frog protested, holding a steak out in front of him in protection.
Max laughed. "Don't ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy. It renders you powerless."
"Has everyone gone crazy here? What's the matter with all of you?" Lucy looked around at the people in her living room.
"It was you I was after all along. I knew that if I could get Sam and Michael into the family, there was no way you could say no." Max explained.
"Where's Michael?" Lucy asked, suddenly concerned for her older son.
"It was all going to be so perfect Lucy. Just like one big happy family. Your boys and my boys." He looked over and smiled gently at Lily. She was leaning heavily against a post, her hand over the bloody hole in her chest. "And my angel, my daughter. She needs a woman's influence."
"Great, the bloodsucking Brady bunch." Edgar spit out sarcastically.
"But I still want you Lucy." Lucy screamed as Max's face suddenly changed. "I haven't changed my mind about that."
Michael appeared in the doorway of the other room. "I didn't invite you this time Max." He rushed Max, only to be tossed aside like dirty laundry. Star picked up a piece of wood and attacked the head vampire. He backhanded her, sending her flying. The Frogs followed suit.
Only Sam stood between Max and Lucy. He ran at Max, who caught him in a headlock. Max held a hand out to her. "Don't fight, Lucy. Its so much better if you don't fight."
Lucy hesitated, looking down at Sam who was yelling for her not to give in. Slowly, she placed her hand in Max's. He drew her to him and bent his head to her neck. A car horn drew their attention and they looked up as a jeep came crashing through the front doors. Michael leapt off the balcony where Max had thrown him and shoved Max forward, onto the dozens of spikes on the front of the jeep. One stabbed him right in the heart and he flew back into the fireplace, exploding in a ball of flames. Lily was sent flying to the floor by the force of the explosion.
The Emersons and the Frog brothers celebrated the death of the vampires. Even Laddie and Star held each other in relief, happy to be free of Max and David. They all forgot Lily, huddled on the floor by the remains of Dwayne. She stared at the legs hanging off the workbench in the next room. Her boys, her father, were all dead.
Lucy was the first to notice her. She approached Lily gingerly, as if she was a wild animal ready to bite Lucy. "Sweetheart, are you okay? Do you need some help?"
Lily looked up at Lucy like she was speaking a foreign language. Shaking her head, she looked around the room, focusing in on Michael, standing with his brother and Star. With a sudden burst of strength, she shot to her feet and launched at him. "You killed him!"
Michael brought his hands up to protect himself. Lily swiped at him, nails scratching his face. She felt a hand grab her arm and try to pull her back. She turned and swung out at the person before a sharp pain in her chest pulled her up short. Inky spots floated in her vision. She swayed for a minute before collapsing.
Lily woke up to unfamiliar sounds and smells. She opened her eyes and saw a woman standing by her bedside, looking at something.
She looked down. "Oh, you're finally awake. How do you feel?"
"Where am I?" Lily croaked. Her throat was dry and scratchy.
"Santa Carla Clinic. I'm Dr. Lee. You were left here three days ago." The doctor held a cup of water with a straw up to Lily's lips. "Now, how are you feeling?"
Lily took a drink before answering. "Okay, I guess."
"I'm going to raise you up." She pressed a button on the remote and the head of Lily's bed raised so she was in a sitting position. "There's no pain?" Dr. Lee looked puzzled.
Lily squirmed about experimentally. There was a little achiness in her chest but no pain. "No. I'm a little sore but otherwise fine. Why?"
"You had some sort of wound in your chest and lost a lot of blood. By all rights you should have been dead." A buzzer sounded and Dr. Lee looked over her shoulder. "I'll be right back. Drink the rest of that water."
Lily nodded. As soon as the doctor was out of sight, Lily pulled out the IV and got out of bed. She found her clothes in a bag in the cabinet and tucked it under her arm. She slid open the large window and looked out. Her room was on the first floor of the clinic and she quickly climbed out the window. Keeping to the shadows, Lily headed away from the clinic.
Once she was away from the lights of the clinic, Lily ducked behind a building and changed out of the hospital gown. The spot where Sam's crossbow bolt had pierced her chest was stitched up and showed signs of advanced healing. Someone had put a clean t-shirt into the bag to replace the one they had cut off of her. Her jeans were there, however, still covered in blood and she felt a pang of pain as she pulled them on. Her father and the Boys were dead.
Smoke was still rising from the blackened ruins of the Emersons' house. They had set fire to the house. As she watched the plume rise to the sky, Lily began to cry. They were truly gone now, burnt so there was no chance of reincarnation. She let out a cry of anguish as she watched the wood smolder. With some effort, she made her way to the rubble. There was no sign of bodies in the mess. Lily's legs gave way and she fell to her knees.
"David." The names escaped her lips in a hushed breath. "Dwayne, Paul, Marko." She began to shake, the sobs coming uncontrollably. Before long, Lily let herself slide so she was lying on the ground; the crossbow wound in her chest an aching reminder of her loss.
After what seemed like an eternity, a light rain began to fall, the scorched house hissing as the rain cooled the wood. Lily sat up and looked around. Mist rose up from the ground around her, obscuring her view of the ruins. Wiping her face on the hem of her t-shirt, Lily slowly rose to her feet. She walked away from the house and headed down the driveway. There was one other place she needed to go before she went home. The cave.
The mist enveloped her all the way to the cave. It seemed to part as she stepped onto the top step of the staircase down to the cave. Carefully, she climbed down the steps and into the entrance of the cave. It was dark inside and she fumbled in her pocket for a lighter to light a torch. When she had one lit, she jumped to the cave floor and set light to the oil drums.
Someone had recently been inside the cave. There was a dark pile of cloth sitting on the edge of the fountain. Lily touched the bundle gently, feeling familiar soft material. She picked up the coat and slipped it on. It fell almost to her feet, the sleeves going way past her hands. She folded up the sleeves and shoved her hands in the pockets. There was something in one pocket and she pulled it out.
Lily unfolded the paper. It was a short note, in unfamiliar handwriting but she knew the author.
"I'm sorry. We're leaving, going east. Star and Laddie are coming with us. And Sam said he's sorry he shot you."
Underneath that was another short note, scribbled in a childlike writing. "I'll miss you Lily. Don't forget me. Laddie."
More tears fell as she read the note, splashing on the page. She quickly brushed them away, lest they smudge Laddie's note. She would miss him terribly too. Tucking the note back in the pocket, she walked slowly to her room and collapsed on her bed.
Lily woke sometime later, dreams of the Boys still fresh in her mind. She sat in the dark staring at the ceiling she couldn't see, a decision forming in her head. She would leave Santa Carla. Find something to keep her mind off her pain and maybe someday she'd be ready to come back. She lit the candelabra that sat in the corner of her room before digging a backpack from under her bed. She packed what she could and shouldered the bag. Blowing out the candles, Lily left her room. She looked around the main room, deciding there was nothing there she wanted to take and climbed slowly out of the cave.
At the cliff top she found the Boys' bikes. Lily decided on Marko's because it was the smallest and climbed on. She started it up and after some wobbling, was off toward her father's house.
Afternoon came and went as Lily packed her belongings into her car. She moved about the house, closing it up as she went. Finally, she pulled the front door closed behind her and pocketed the keys. She picked up her last bag and tossed it into the back seat of her car.
Carefully, she wheeled Marko's bike into the garage and pulled the door down, locking it. With one last look around her, Lily climbed into her car. She started it up and pulled out of the driveway, leaving Santa Carla and the Lost Boys behind her.