Alternative Ending 3

Jack Returns...kinda...

"Hello, Tony Brockton's office, this is Tony!"

"Mr. Brockton? You don't know me but I'm Stacey St. Claire. I've sent you a few demos and I was wondering if it's possible I could come audition for you in person?" asked Stacey.

"Miss St. Claire! Thank God! I've heard you're demos and I was in Alabama a few says ago to hear you play!" he said.

"You did?" she asked.

"Yeah...I must admit I got myself drunk and I left forgetting to talk to you. By the time I sobered up you were gone without a forwarding address! I've had my staff working non stop to try and find you! Thank God I came back from a party and decided to stop by my office!" he told her.

"So you like my sound?" she asked.

"I love it! Where are you?" he asked.

"New Orleans." she told him smiling a bit at the Evers.

"Great, I'm going to buy you a plane ticket and fly you up here. As far as I'm concerned you are our next sensation!" he exclaimed.

"Really?"

"Absolutely, so what so you say?" he asked. Stacey smiled,

"I'd love it! Great! Good, see you soon! Bye! And thank you!" Sara said as she hung up,

"Oh Stacey this is so great!" Stacey's smile faded a bit,

"Yeah...great..."

A few hours later, Jim was loading up Stacey's jeep saying to Sara,

"You know honey...I've been thinking of getting out of the real estate game."

"Getting out? And do what?" asked Sara skeptically.

"Well...we've got this big house that's legally all ours...If we spruce it up, bring it to code, we could turn it into a hotel!" said Jim.

"A hotel?" asked Sara with a disbelieving laugh.

"Yeah, yeah! We can run it, we call all live here...hang out, be a family...And come on! After meeting the original owners don't you kinda want to perserve the manor as it is?" Jim reasoned.

"We'll see!" said Sara with a smile. Meanwhile, Stacey was petting Murray's head as she looked up at the house aganist the rising sun. The kids came to her side and looked at the smashed conservatory. Megan commented dryly,

"I'd hate to hear how Dad's going to explain THAT to the insurance company!" Michael looked up to Stacey with concern,

"Stacey, are you okay?"

"Yeah...I came here to conquer my fears...and I conquered them...now memories are all that's gonna haunt me." said Stacey.

"What kind of memories?"

"Well bad ones like gettin' chased all over creation by ghosts...but a lot of good ones like my daydreams of livin' here as a child...Will...Elizabeth...memories like that..." said Stacey.

"Oh so that's how you're going to remember me, ay Stacey Luv?" echoed a voice out of nowhere. Murray jumped out of Stacey's arms and ran around the corner of the house barking.

"Murray!" called Stacey running after him.

"Murray!" cried Megan following.

"Mom! Dad!" shouted Micheal catching their attention. When she rounded the corner, Stacey skidded to a stunned halt. Floating there was a bright blue ball. Then a bright light flashed and a tall figure crotched down to pet Murray.

"JACK?" said Stacey with wide eyed disbelief. Jack looked up and smiled,

"The one and only Luv!" The Evers were staring in shock and Jim asked,

"What...man what are you doing back here?"

"Waiting for Stacey...waited a long time too...three hundred years." said Jack.

"What do you mean?" asked Stacey. Jack smiled and reach out to stroke her cheek.

"I died seventy years after I returned...thought of you every day...I knew I had to come back and find you again..."

"You're a ghost?" asked Sara. Jack shrugged,

"Technically...but...systematically...I'm very lively...Savvy?" As he looked hungerly in Stacey's smiling eyes, Jim said,

"Okay now it's getting smutty...kids get in the car!" As the Evers turned away, Stacey said,

"You've been waitin' three hundred years for me?"

"No...I've been waiting three hundred years for this..." said Jack leaning in to brush her lips with his. They deepened the kiss and Stacey felt warm and fuzzy all over. When she broke apart she looked down and saw she and Jack were floating four feet off the ground. Stacey smiled up at Jack and said,

"A ghost that comes with ya after ya leave a haunted house...what kind of Mickey Mouse organization thought up that one?" Jack only laughed and bent over to kiss her again.