Disclaimer: I do not own the movie The Lost Boys, its characters, plot, etc. I do own my OC(s) anything original and a few things I'm taking from my other story since this is a remake of that.

The next day Bridgette woke up close to noon. She got up and took a bath then got dress in a black t-shirt with a big yellow happy face on the front and a frowny face on the back and a pair of jean shorts. She trotted down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, ate a small breakfast then looked around the house. She didn't see grandpa anywhere.

"Grandpa?" Bridgette looked in his taxidermy room but he wasn't there either. "Where is he?" Then all of a sudden she heard a car pull up outside. She went over to the window and peeked through the blinds. She saw a short haired woman, who she assumed to be Lucy, and a boy in the car and a long-brown-haired guy on a motorcycle next to them. Bridgette looked down onto the porch and saw grandpa lying down. She could see his chest rising and falling ever so slightly. She heard a dog bark and looked up to see a woman, presumably Lucy, walking over to where grandpa was playing dead. Bridgette stood up straight and started to fix her hair that still had a few tangles in it. She glanced back out the window to see grandpa getting up and two boys, Michael and Sam, getting some of their things from the car, Bridgette didn't know who was who yet but figured it was them. Bridgette quickly made her way into the kitchen. She took a breath to compose herself when she heard the door open and Michael and Sam walked in.

"This is a pretty cool place." Michael said, his voice echoing as he and Sam walked through the house.

"From The Texas Chainsaw Massacre." Sam said. Michael walked into the kitchen, not noticing Bridgette, carrying a weight set with some clothes hanging on it.

"Come on Sam, give mom a break." Michael said walking into the small room connected to the kitchen.

"What's wrong with this picture?" Sam said as he walked into the kitchen. Sam was holding comic books and a dog bowl on his head with two bags hanging on his arm. He also hadn't see Bridgette so she kept quiet. Sam put the bags down the flipped the comic books and bowl before putting them on the table in front of him. "There's no TV. Have you seen a TV? I haven't seen a TV, Mike." He said putting his stack of comics down on a chair. "You know what it means when there's no TV? No MTV." Michael started lifting his weights.

"Sammy, we're flat broke." He said. Sam sighed and turned his head, his eye widened as he finally saw Bridgette. He jumped; shocked that he hadn't noticed before that she was there.

"Bridgette!" He shouted before running up to tackle her in a hug. Bridgette heard Michael put his weights down before coming back into the kitchen.

"Bridgette?" She had no clue what to do or say. Michael tilted his head at her lack of a response. "You okay?" Just then Lucy came in, she saw Bridgette, and rushed to hug her. She was crying.

"Oh grandpa told me what happened I'm so sorry!" Sam and Michael gave her a puzzled look. She turned to the boys. "On the way here your Aunt and Uncle got into a car crash. Bridgette was the only one who survived and the doctor diagnosed her with amnesia." She said sadly before pulling Bridgette into another hug. Sam's eyes widened.

"Wait, Bridgette, tell me you know who we are." Michael said coming over to Bridgette. He put a hand on her arm as Lucy stopped hugging her. Bridgette shook her head slowly. Michael suddenly looked heartbroken. Had they been close? She looked at Sam to see him frowning as well.

"We'll all just have to do our best to get your memory back." Lucy said with hope in her voice. "Now why don't you three bring some things upstairs and talk?" Lucy wiped her eyes before leaving the room. Bridgette looked between the brothers.

"Do you at least know our names?" Sam asked. Bridgette frowned and bit her lip.

"Michael?" She asked. Michael sighed.

"I'm Michael." He said, distraught.

"Sorry." Bridgette lowered her head.

"It's alright; it'll come back to ya." Sam said patting Bridgette on the back. "We just gotta help ya remember." He added with a smile.

The three went outside and grabbed some things and brought them upstairs. They put them down in the room that was going to be Lucy's. Michael went back down stairs while Sam and Bridgette brought some boxes into Michael and Sam's room. Sam opened one of them and inside was stacks of comics.

"You really like comics huh?" He looked to Bridgette with a small grin.

"Yeah." He said taking them out and putting them on the bed. He started separating them.

"Want some help?" She asked.

"Sure, just make piles; put Bugs Bunny with Bugs Bunny, MAD with MAD." He said handing her a small stack. Suddenly Mike came in putting the boxes he was carrying down.

"Oh no, no, no, no, this is my room too. Pack up your little friends and put them in the closet." Bridgette put the comics she was holding down on the bed and walked to the door.

"It's my way or the highway, bud!" Sam said. Bridgette leaned against the door frame waiting.

"I'll flip you for it." Michael said.

"Okay." Sam said. Michael suddenly lifted Sam and flipped him. "Hey! Mike!" Bridgette smirked as Sam bit his leg.

"Oww!" Michael yelled out. Bridgette laughed as his yelp went high pitched.

"Run Bridgette!" Sam said as he ran past her grabbing her hand.

"Don't bring me into this!" She said running with him. The two laughed as they ran down the stairs and around Lucy.

"Mom, Ma, you've got to help us." Bridgette looked back to see Michael jumping over the railing.

"Hey, guys, no running in the house!" Lucy called after them. The two stopped just before they were about to enter the taxidermy room. Michael stopped, almost running into Bridgette and put his hands on her hips briefly to stop himself. They all had disgusted looks.

"Talk about The Texas Chain Saw Massacre." Michael said.

"Rules!" Grandpa said. "We've got some rules around here." He said putting down the box he was holding and walking into the kitchen, the three followed. He opened the fridge and lifted a flap that said 'Old Fart' "Second shelf is mine. That's where I keep my root-beers and my double-thick Oreo cookies." He closed the door. "Nobody touches the second shelf but me." He walked out of the kitchen. "Now," Michael snapped his fingers and pointed out the plant growing outside the window to Bridgette and Sam "there's another rule around here, and I want you to pay close attention." Michael made a smoking hand gesture. Sam pointed towards grandpa as if asking 'him?' and laughed. "Don't touch anything." Bridgette rolled her eyes at them and they left the kitchen. "Everything is exactly where I want it to be."

"Hey Grandpa, is it true that uh, Santa Carla's the murder capital of the world?" Michael asked. Sam looked from Michael to grandpa in confusion.

"Uhh, there are some bad elements around here."

"Wait a second, let me get this straight." Sam started. "Are you telling me we moved to the murder capital of the world?" Lucy walked into the room with two sun hats on and a bunch of things in her arms. "Are you serious Grandpa?"

"Well now let me put it this way, if all the corpses buried around here was to stand up at once… we'd have one hell of a population problem." He said shaking his head. Sam looked back at Michael and Bridgette.

"Great, Dad." Lucy said before walking into the dining room.

"Now," Grandpa continued holding up the TV guide and walking towards his Taxidermy room, the boys and Bridgette followed. Michael kept touching Sam's face to annoy him resulting in Sam smacking his hands away. "on Wednesdays, when the mailman brings the TV Guide.. Sometimes the address label is curled up a little just like that." He said picking at the label. "Now you'll be tempted to tear it off. Don't. You'll only wind up ripping the cover, and I don't like that." He turned around and started to close the door to the Taxidermy room. "And stay outta here."

"Wait, wait." Sam stopped the doors. "You have a TV?"

"No. I just like to read the TV Guide. Read the TV Guide, you don't need a TV." He said before sliding the doors shut.

"You guys wanna go to the boardwalk tonight?" Lucy said walking out from the dining room.

"Sure mom." Michael said while Sam and Bridgette nodded.

"Have you gone down to the boardwalk yet, Bridgette?" Lucy asked. Bridgette nodded.

"I went last night and the night before."

"Did you walk?" Michael asked her with a frown. She nodded. "You can ride on my bike with me tonight."

"Or you can drive down with Sam and me." Lucy offered. Bridgette smiled.

"I'll ride with Michael." He patted her on the back with a slight smile before moving towards the stairs.

That night Bridgette rode with Michael down to the boardwalk while Sam rode with Lucy in her car. Lucy gave Sam about $10 in case he wanted to get something. Michael and Bridgette had their own money. The three of them ended up going and outdoor concert. Bridgette stood next to Sam. She noticed out of the corner of her eye Michael looking at something and following it with his eyes. She looked to where he was looking and saw a girl and a young boy going through the crowd. Michael was looking behind them now and Sam noticed and looked back at the girl. He made a face and turned Michael's head back to the stage. Bridgette turned to Sam and tapped his arm.

"I'm gunna go find Lucy." She said, he gave her a puzzled look but nodded. She pushed her way through the crowd and left the concert.

Of course Bridgette wasn't really looking for Lucy; she was looking for those boys. She walked around for a few minutes and spotted Lucy walking down; Lucy hadn't seen Bridgette yet so she walked into a store. She took notice of a man with glasses who looked to be the owner, a girl working at a counter and a white dog lying on the floor. The dog watched Bridgette as she went by. She walked over to a rack of movies and looked through them. She heard the dog growl and looked to see the boys walking in. Bridgette quickly turned back to the movies and hid an excited smile.

"Excuse me," She heard Lucy say as she walked in with a little boy. "I-I wonder if you would help us. This little boy is lost and I was wondering if his mother might be in here?" Bridgette glanced over and saw the boys by one of the counters. The blond one she'd met first hit a video case on the counter a few times before they walked around. The curly haired one grinned as he noticed Bridgette and walked over to her. She looked back at the movies and pretended to read the back of one.

"Hiya." He said. She turned to look at him.

"Hi." She said trying to hold back a smile.

"Remember me? On the carousal?" He said nodding his to the side. Bridgette nodded.

"Yeah, you're the ones who got kicked off."

"I'm Marko." He said with a Cheshire Cat grin.

"Bridgette." She said. He opened his mouth to say something but Platinum called him over; the owner was kicking them out.

"Catch ya later, Bridge." Marko said with a wink before leaving. Bridgette smiled as she watched them leave on their bikes. She looked over to see the owner and Lucy shaking hands.

"That's my dog, Thorn." Max said.

"Hi, Thorn." Lucy said.

"Say hello Thorn." Bridgette walked over and Lucy frowned in confusion.

"Bridgette, I thought you were with Sam and Michael." Bridgette shrugged.

"I got bored."

"This is my niece, Bridgette." Lucy said smiling at Max.

"Hello, I'm Max." He smiled at her and held out his hand to shake.

"Hi." Bridgette said glancing at his hand; something felt off about him. He chuckled slightly and took his hand back. Bridgette turned to Lucy. "I'm gunna go find Michael and Sam, make sure they don't get into any trouble."

"You always were the peace keeper." Lucy said with a fond smile. Bridgette hesitated before nodding with a forced smile and leaving the store.

SPACE

Bridgette started walking and it didn't take long before she figured out where Sam would be. She walked to the comic book store and saw Michael and Sam outside it a few meters away.

"Yeah, Actually, I do." She heard Sam say to Michael before Michael walked away. Bridgette ran up to Sam.

"Hey Sammy." Sam whirled around and blinked at her.

"Hey." He said walking to the comic shop. Bridgette followed behind him.

"So you're really that into comics?"

"Yeah." He said picking up a comic. "You can read mine anytime, if you want." He offered with a smile.

"Thanks." She said returning the smile. She saw Edgar, out of the corner of her eye again, slide into view holding a blue binder. He looked at Sam then Bridgette, probably recognizing her. Sam glanced up at him then over to where Alan was looking at them. Sam put down the Spider Man comic and walked to another rack. They walked past Edgar and Alan walked up behind them. "Got a problem guys?" Sam asked.

"Just scoping your civilian wardrobe." Edgar said.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Sam said.

"For a fashion victim." Allan said before looking at me.

"Nice to see you two again." Bridgette said. Edgar looked at her.

"This your boyfriend?" He asked. Sam and Bridgette both made a face.

"Ew, her? She's my cousin." Bridgette lightly hit his arm.

"The 'ew' was unnecessary." He gave her an apologetic smile. "I may be short but that doesn't mean I'm 15." Bridgette said crossing her arms. She always hated having to prove to people that she was actually a lot older than she looked. It was one of the many reasons she carried around an ID with her birthday on it. Edgar looked back to Sam.

"Listen buddy, if you're looking for the diet frozen-yogurt bar it went out of business last summer." Edgar said to Sam.

"Actually, I'm looking for a Batman number 14." Sam said looking at Edgar.

"That's a very serious book, man." Edgar said.

"Only five in existence." Alan said.

"Four, actually." Sam corrected. "I'm always looking out for the other three." Sam looked down at the Superman comics. "Look. You can't put the Superman number 77s with the 200s. They haven't even discovered red kryptonite yet. And you uh you can't put the number 98s with the 300s. Lori Lemaris hasn't even been introduced."

"Where the hell are you from? Krypton?" Edgar asked.

"Phoenix, actually." Edgar walked over to a bunch of comics behind them and picked up a comic. "But lucky me, we moved… here."

"Take this." Edgar said handing Sam the comic.

"I don't like horror comics." He said handing it back.

"You'll like this one, Mr. Phoenix. It could save your life." Bridgette took the comic from Sam and handed it to Edgar.

"Already have one, remember, you gave me one." Edgar gave her a look then suddenly Alan yelled out.

"Hey!" He shouted before running after some Surf Nazi's who were stealing comics. The two ran after them.

"Come on Sam, let's go find Michael." Bridgette said. Sam nodded and they left the comic shop. "You're so cute when you talk like a geek." Bridgette said putting an arm around Sam in a side-hug. He rolled his eyes.

They found Michael and followed him to the main entrance where they saw the boys on their bikes. The dark haired one looked over and noticed Bridgette while Platinum was looking at Michael who was looking at a girl who'd just gotten on the back of Platinum's bike. When the dark haired one looked away Marko looked over. He saw Bridgette and smiled. She smiled back slightly.

"Come on, she stiffed ya." Sam said with a laugh walking away. As the wild blond took off, Marko turned to look forward before following. The dark haired one looked back at Bridgette again before following Marko and Platinum looked back at Michael before doing the same. Bridgette lightly pushed Michael's arm.

"Hey, it could be her brother; his hair looks dyed anyway." She said. Michael gave her a look before following Sam.

"Come on." He said.

Not sure when the next one is coming out. I'll start working on it later today though.