Gomez and Pugsley ducked and hid, avoiding the public and came to the palace. They went inside after Gomez had fought of the gaurds and walked around, finding anything they could to conceal or camoflauge them. And they found a room that loooked... odd. Gomez and Pugsley stepped inside of the room. It was black and red and all of the lights were off. It was huge. And Gomez flipped a switch on the wall. What he saw next, made him and his son break down and cry. They ran to her, and although weak and tired, Morticia hugged them, kissed them, cried. Coughed up a little bit of blood and as Gomez held her waist, she put her hands on his cheeks and looked into his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Gomez." she cried.

"Querida, you didn't do anything." Gomez assured her.

"But I did. I had a terrible dream, I thought it was real. I was wearing something like, like this and... I killed you." Morticia cried. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"Tish, I'm right here, I'm alright. You would never do anything to anybody. I know that. But we have to get you home. You're... oh," Gomez cried. "I am going to tear that man apart." He looked at his wife. Hurting her was just like hurting him, even worse. He felt everything she did outside ten times as strong inside.

"Mother, I'm sorry." Puglsey said.

"Puglsey, dear." Morticia hugged him. "I know. It's alright. I'm sorry I didn't help you with that girl."

"That doesn't matter now. How do we get home?" Puglsey asked.

"With this!" Debbie threw Morticia the ring and eyed a shocked Gomez and Pugsley as she ran to them. "Don't ask." she said. "Morticia, I found your family. I finally got away but I found them. And I found Kalvin, Emeron was never real."

"How do you know about that?" Morticia asked.

"Because..." Debbie said. "I got it out of Satan. Speaking of which, he's tied up in his bedroom. Your family's watching him." Debbie smiled. "Gomez, if you want to go kick some ass, I could watch Morticia."

"Thank you, Debbie. But I won't leave her." Gomez said.

"And you won't have to." Morticia told him. Pugsley helped her up and she was a bit too weak to walk but managed, she was ready to collapse but it did not stop her. "Gomez, I want to make sure he never hurts us again."

So, Pugsley gave his mother the sword he was holding and they, along with Debbie walked into Satan's room. "Now, " Morticia said. "How do we destroy you?"

"Tish, you don't want to destroy me. I'm part of your son." He eyed Gomez.

"What did he just call you?" For, the first time, Gomez realized the nickname Satan had been calling his wife the whole time. And if Gomez had ever looked as if he were about to burst into one hundres million tiny peices, it would be this moment. "No one calls her that!" And he cut him with his sword.

"Hey, " Puglsey said. "I read something that can help." The family remembered the dicussion they had in the living room and Gomez told Morticia exactly what to say.

The family chanted. "For you are made of dust, and to dust you will return. But I am made of fire, and like fire you shall burn." They chanted this over and over louder than the cries of the deteriorating demon. And finally, a miraculous thing happened. Satan turned to dust... and a ring of fire appeared around the room. The fire consumed the room and everyone from the Addamses, to Kalvin, to Debbie... ended up in Gomez and Morticia' bedroom.

"We did it! It's over!" Pusley shouted. But Morticia as this point was increasingly weak. Her injuries would not become scars on the outside due to Satan being destroyed however on the inside, they would. And her insides were failing. "What should we do?" asked Pugsley.

"Darling, " Morticia grabbed Gomez's arm, ready to collapse. "I need a hospital."

And three weeks passed... Morticia was in critical condition. And one day, something changed. Morticia was still in the hospital, she was holding Gomez's hand and began to breath heavily. And eventually, she closed her eyes. The world seemed to happen in slow motion, calling for the nurse. Doctors, every staff member available trying to get her heart to continue to beat... and eventually, news that she was in a coma and extrememly unlikely to live was recieved. And nobody could bare it. A week passed. A slow, agonizing week. And the machine Morticia was hooked up to was about to flatline, Gomez was ready to kill himself. But then... her eyes fluttered open. And in that moment, whatever ties Hell had with Pugsley were severed. Whatever power over that family it had was gone. And someone appeared at the doorway. He was a full flesh and blood person. And it was Charles.

"You dropped the ring of chances, " Charles said as he rushed to his daughter's side. "I used it and my little girl... I'm never leaving again." And they cried, rejoyced and all but sang.

And three months passed. Morticia healed, Debbie moved to Hawii. And Kalvin found his wife and fixed their relationship. The Addams' still held seonces, were morbid, dark, creepy, kooky, mysterious, spooky but they were not evil. They never were. And they would always by their creto, "Sic Georgeamos Allos Subdactatos Nunc", "we gladly feast on those who would subdue us". Forever and ever and ever.

Morticia and Gomez lied in bed that night, able to sleep. He kissed her. They talked and finally Morticia was about to close her eyes. But before she did, she spoke. "Gomez, just so you're aware... you're the only one who ever gets to call me Tish again."

Gomez held her hand and blew out the candle. "I'll see to that."