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"Oh my gosh Daddy! You're green!" Wordy's daughter, Kelly, squealed as she ran into the kitchen and saw her father dressed as Frankenstein.

"And you're a little princess." Wordy chuckled, lifting the little girl from the floor and onto his waist. "Where are your sisters?"

"Mommy's helping Lily get dressed and Allie said she wanted to make it a surprise."

Wordy laughed and nodded, "We all love surprises."

"Candy!" Allie shouted as she ran into the room, finding a basket of candy for trick or treaters. Shelley dashed out of Lily's room and grabbed her daughter's hand before it hit the bag, "I don't think so." She giggled, releasing her hand to fix Allie's costume.

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"Clark—." Ed groaned as his son came down stairs with baggy shorts and a tie on.

"What!" He asked, throwing his hands up in defeat.

"Nice shirt."

Clark stared at him in a confused glare, "You mean—nice muscles."

"Ew gosh." Ed chuckled, turning around to see his wife coming downstairs. "Clark, put on some clothes, its cold out." She spoke, grabbing onto Ed's shirt as she stopped next to him. "You on the other hand—."

"Okay, okay! I'll change—." Clark jumped, running back upstairs.

"I knew it would work." She giggled, "So what are the plans for the night?"

Ed smiled and placed his hands on Sophie's waist, "I'm thinking we drop off the man-whore at his party, we then make our way to grab a few drinks, and before the night's over we make it home to catch Heavy Metal Halloween II on TV."

She laughed and shook her head, kissing his cheek gently.

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"I can't believe you!" Jules gasped as she threw herself onto the couch. Sam turned to look down at her, "What—you don't want me to take you trick or treating?"

She giggled and shook her head as she jumped off the couch and grabbed a lollipop off the side table, unwrapping it and sucking it teasingly, "Nope, I'm good—I got all the candy I need."

"That sounded dirty." Sam commented winking at her.

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"But Mom!" Spike yelled, throwing a silver box across the kitchen counter,

"Mikey-Bum, I seriously don't think a robot costume is appropriate for your age, It's still a bit scary. Remember when you were 11 and you had the dream about the rabid robot after I bought you that shirt?"

"Mom—." He sighed, "I was eleven."

"Well go ahead, but when you start crying in the middle of the night I'm not gonna be the one to come put you back to sleep."

Spike chuckled and grabbed his box, tossing it over his head and running back to the basement door.

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"You're off of work tonight?" Leah smiled brightly, sitting back into her couch and talking on the phone with her boyfriend, Derek.

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"Yep, we can hang tonight. I don't have to be in until tomorrow night."

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"That's awesome." Leah sighed, "I haven't seen you in a few days. How's work?"

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Derek rubbed his forehead, "Its stressful as usual. How's the new force treatin ya?"

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"I've made some friends. With all the Halloween pranks the only other girl and I decided to battle it out against the guys. They hid in our locker room, we attempted to take their towels while they were in the shower."

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He chuckled, "Nice—real nice. Well, I'm gonna get ready to go and head on over there—better be dressed up when I get there."

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Leah smiled and giggled, "Mhmm."

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"Greggy!" Sylvia's son, Andrew, yelled as his mother opened the door to see Greg standing with a bouquet of flowers, as he was dressed in a clown costume.

"Hey Buddy!" Greg yelled, getting down to the little boy's height and catching him in a hug, "Since when did you become a police officer?"

"I want to be one just like you, Mr. Greg! Do you want be a clown when you grow up?"

Greg chuckled, "Yeah. I've always wanted to be a clown."

Sylvia smiled and placed her hand on Greg's shoulder as they walked into her house. "These are for you." Greg spoke softly, handing her the flowers, "You look beautiful." He said, looking at the woman dressed as Little Red Riding Hood. She was skinny and blonde—certainly younger than he was, but she cared about him, and he cared about her—age was just a number. "Thanks." She whispered, "Andrew—go grab your candy bucket and we can head out." She told her son as he ran away.

"You still up for trick-or-treating?" She asked.

Greg nodded and laughed, "If I see anyone I know—I can never go back to work again."

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Once night arrived, children began to hit the streets wearing costumes and carrying small bags or buckets to fill with candy.

"Jules—Some freak is at the door asking for candy—you wanna throw it at em?" Sam yelled through the bedroom door, wearing a Batman costume.

"Its your turn." She giggled, opening the door and grabbing his chest.

"Wow." Sam chuckled, "You actually put on the Batwoman costume."

"I didn't want you to look like an idiot alone." She smirked, walking to the door with a bucket of candy.

"Trick or treat!" A little kid yelled, his red clown nose honking as he grabbed it.

Jules smiled and tossed a few pieces of chocolate into the kid's bag, all of a sudden moving back to feel Sam holding onto her shoulder, "Sam?"

"It's—a clown."

"I love your costume." Jules said sweetly to the kid, making him smile and skip off down the street. "Someone afraid of clowns?"

"Third grade—A clown knocked me down at the fair…It was traumatic to look up from the dirt and see something like that standing over you."

Jules laughed and smiled as she closed the door, turning to press herself against him and kiss him gently. "All better?"

"Of course."

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"Hey girls, you wanna go up to Jules' house?" Wordy called out to his three girls as he walked around, carrying Kelly on his hip and Shelley was holding Lily and Allie's hands.

"Yes! I want her to see my costume!" Allie yelled. She loved it when Jules babysat because she always let them dress up and run around.

Allie was the one to ring the doorbell. "Trick or treat!" Each of the girls called out when Jules opened the door.

"Nice costume, Jules." Wordy chuckled, "Where's Braddock?"

She gave a fake smirk, "When he saw it was you he hid—His costume is a little, shall we say—tight."

"Aw come on—I'm dressed like a monster, and Shelley's dressed like a witch—how much more embarrassing can it—Nice look Sam." Wordy, Shelley, and the girls busted out laughing when Sam came around the corner in his Batman costume. "You two playing dress-up together these days?"

Jules stuck her tongue out at him and then focused on the girls, "I love your costumes—you three look way prettier than your father."

Shelley giggled and looked up at her, "Leave it to my husband to look like the idiot."

"Well at least he didn't force you to match him."

The little girls smiled as Jules gave them the candy. "Bye Miss Jules! Bye Mr. Sam!" They yelled as Shelley led them away. "I'll call you two later—hopefully I wont interrupt anything." Wordy chuckled and rolled his eyes as he walked off.

"You really do look like an idiot you know." Jules whispered to Sam.

"I knowww." He dragged, turning and moping back to the couch.

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"Hey Ed!" Spike chanted as Ed opened the front door.

"Spike?"

Spike stared at him for a moment, a silver box covering his head. "I want my candy."

"Spike—?"

"Yes, its me…and I'm hungry, tired, and quite afraid at the moment. I need to pee and I need candy."

Ed nodded and grabbed the bowl of candy, "Here, here—So you're just walking around by yourself?"

"You got it…I've gotten a whole pillowcase full of candy."

"Can I come?" Ed stated silently.

Spike jumped with excitement, slinging his arm around Ed's shoulder, "Yahoo! I don't have to ring the doorbell alone anymore! Go, go find a costume!"

"Ed, you're going trick or treating without me?" Sophie called around the corner.

Ed looked down at Spike. "Can she—?"

"PARTY TIME!" Spike yelled, "The more the merrier!"

After Ed grabbed a rock star wig and his aviators, and he and Sophie were ready—the three hit the street.

"Where to first!?" Spike yelled.

"Jules said not to go to her house so lets go to her house." Ed sniped.

"Eddie—." Sophie groaned, then caught his glare, "Fine." She giggled, following after the two guys.

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"Trick—Or—Treat—." Spike said in a robot tone.

"You guys look so dumb." Sam chuckled as he opened the door.

"Nice outfit Sam, oh and nice house too."

Sam rolled his eyes, "Jules is making drinks—you guys want one?"

"Who is it?" Jules yelled from the kitchen.

"A robot, a rocker and his nurse—should I let them inside or are they freaks?"

Jules giggled and came around the corner.

"Nice costume—." Ed chuckled as Spike busted out laughing.

"Aw, you two are so cute. Remember when we dressed up as Fred and Wilma Flintstone!"

Both Sam and Jules laughed, "Ed—As Fred?"

"Shut up and give me something to drink." Ed growled, storming inside.

"We've got beer, and I'm working on the daiquiris."

"Awesome, so what are you two up—please don't answer that." Ed began.

Jules shook her head and tossed him a beer, "You three look like you're having fun. Have you heard from the boss?"

"Nope, he was supposed to be with Sylvia."

"That's sweet. I haven't heard from Leah either. Wordy stopped by earlier."

Spike laughed, "I bet his costume wasn't as cool as mine."

"It was just as weird." Sam commented.

"I'm gonna go give Leah a call, I'll see if she and her boyfriend want to come over for a while."

Spike, Ed, Sam, and Sophie all nodded as Jules went into the other room.

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"Leah?"

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"Hey Jules—How's your Halloween going?"

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Jules giggled, "I've got a house filled with weirdos. You and your boyfriend wanna come over for a while, Sam and I have free drinks, Ed and his wife are here, and then Spike decided to tag in."

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"We would love to come. It would be nice to hang out with you guys and their families off of work."

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"Sweet, I'm thinking about calling everyone else to head over. I'll send you the address."

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"Be there soon, thanks again."

The call ended with Jules switching lines to call Greg and Wordy.

"The party should begin soon. Everyone's ditching their kids and coming over."

Sam stood up from the couch where everyone had fallen around the living room with drinks.

"PARTY!?" Spike yelled, running a circle around the house.

"He loves parties." Ed sighed.

Within the next twenty minutes the doorbell began to ring. Leah and Derek were the first to arrive, "Nice costume, nice place, where's the drinks." Leah giggled.

"In the kitchen, Sam's trying to get Spike drunk."

"Well that should be interesting. Jules, this is Derek, Derek, this is Jules."

"Nice to meet you." The dark-skinned, tall man held his hand out. Jules smiled brightly and shook it, "You too."

As Leah and Derek made their way towards the kitchen, Jules grabbed Leah's arm, "Nice man—."

"Yours too."

Both of them laughed as the doorbell rang again.

"We ditched em. The girl down the street said she would babysit for free if she could eat our candy." Wordy spoke quickly as he and his wife trailed in.

"Mister and Misses Wordsworth, how are you two tonight?" Ed shouted, already drunk as can be. He got up from the couch and pulled the two into a hug.

"Ed—"

"Sorry, sorry—grab a drink. Relax—the kids, are gone." Ed sang, leaning back into the couch.

The doorbell rang again.

"I'll get it, I'll get it." Sam chanted as he ran to the front door.

"Good evening—."

"AHHHHH!" Sam yelled at the top of his lungs, dropping a beer and flying Jules' bedroom and locking the door.

Jules shook her head and stood up, "Sarge?"

"He's afraid of clowns, isn't he?"

"Just a little. Come in you two."

"This is Sylvia." Greg smiled, holding her hand, "We dropped her boy with a babysitter and we want to party."

"Well make your way inside and you'll find the party." Spike yelled, standing up and dancing around. Sylvia was already getting a good laugh from the crazy team.

"Sam—Come out. It was just Greg."

Sam stood in the bedroom shaking scared, "No way—It was a clown."

"But it was the sarge all dressed up for Halloween."

"I'm not coming out."

Jules giggled, "Then I'm coming in." She ran to the side of the room and grabbed Greg's arm. "It's just me, Sammy." Jules sighed sweetly, opening the door to see him with his face in the pillows. She pushed Greg into the room and onto the bed, "Oh Sammy just come out there with me." She continued to talk.

Sam rolled over and let out a loud squeal as he saw Greg lying next to him.

"Yeah Sammy—let's go grab a drink." Greg chuckled, standing up and walking to the door.

"I hate you guys." He sniped, marching out of the room.

After a few hours of partying, drinking, talking and listening to music, the group began to break up.

"We've gotta get home to the girls." Wordy sighed as he took a final sip of beer and tossed it to the trash. "Thanks so much for inviting us."

A few hugs were exchanged and he and Shelley left.

"Clark's supposed to be dropped off by his friend, I'm scared…Eddie—?"

"Duh-what?" He asked, rolling over drunkenly.

"We need to get home and make sure our son gets home okay. You know—the kid you and I have."

"Oh yeah—I—I'll drive." He told her, pulling out his keys and brushing his wig back.

"Oh no you wont." Sophie giggled, grabbing his keys. "Thanks for having us, we had a great time."

Five more guests left— get rid of them.

A sudden knock at the door startled everyone. "Trick or treaters at midnight?"

"Michael Scarlatti you get your butt in my car right this instant!" Spike's mom yelled as she slammed through the door and marched into Jules' house.

"But Mom!" He cried, hiding his beer.

"No but's mister! You get up right now and get in the car. You're in big trouble."

"Mom—!"

"You people should be ashamed of yourselves—Setting such a bad example for my baby boy." She grabbed Spike's shoulder and pushed him out the door, not even letting him say goodbye.

"How'd she know he was here, anyways?" Sam asked.

"She tracks him…." Greg replied.

Leah giggled, "That was his—."

"Mother? Yeah—You'll get used to her." Jules replied with a laugh.

"Well, we'll be getting along, gotta get back to Andrew, Sylvia's son."

"Have a nice night—Boss." Sam chuckled, patting Greg's shoulder.

"You too, my man—you too."

Sam and Jules laughed along with Leah and Derek.

"We'll be heading out too. Gotta catch a cab home."

"You two be careful, It was great meeting you, Derek." Jules smiled sweetly, giving Leah and extra smile as the two walked to the door.

"Looks like its just you and me now." Sam spoke softly, wrapping his arm around Jules.

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"Where is he?" Sophie asked quietly.

"In the bathroom—staring at his dinner." Ed groaned, walking downstairs still drunk.

"That'll teach him. Tonight was nice, I love being around your team."

Ed laughed, "Yeah they're good people right there."

"They have good taste in halloween style drinking."

"Oh my gosh—Dad—." A yell came from upstairs.

"Tonight's gonna be a loonngg night."

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"How is he?" Greg asked softly as he sat down on Sylvia's couch.

"Fast asleep." She kissed Greg gently and settled next to him. "Any movies on?"

"Any movie you like." He smiled, pulling her close to him.

"I missed you." She whispered, placing her head on his chest and pulling his clown nose off.

"You too." He replied, wrapping his arm over her shoulder and holding her tightly.

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"Your team is pretty cool I must say." Derek laughed as he stood in Leah's doorway.

"I miss you guys though. But they sure are welcoming."

Derek smiled and kissed her cheek gently, "Be safe—I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Night Derek." She whispered, stroking her hand along his chest and kissing him softly.

"Night—." He sighed, smiling and waving as he walked away and towards the stairs of her apartment building.

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"Those girls are out like little night lights." Shelley said quietly, cracking the doors to their bedrooms.

"Good—they walked a lot tonight, they must be tired."

Shelley raised her eyebrows and giggled, "It's a good thing they're fast asleep—Frankenstein."

He laughed and pulled her close to him, "What kind of witch are you supposed to be?"

"A good witch."

"Damn—."

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"Tonight worked out pretty well—we didn't have to deal with trick or treaters at least." Sam commented, dumping out the rest of the beer bottles.

"I know what you mean, though I really did miss doing this—." She stated, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

"I know—me too—but we had a reason to drink." Sam chuckled, pulling her away and fixing the batwoman mask on her face.

She jerked onto his cape tie and kissed him once more. "Our team is doing pretty well about us being together.

"Nothing says together like matching costumes."

"Which turned out to be quite a sexy idea to say the least."

Sam stared at her for a moment, "All great things must come to an end though—." He spoke, tearing away her cape.

"That's a nice way of putting it."

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"But mom, I'm hungry!"

"You had a enough drinking and food for one night, you'll live!" His mother yelled, pushing him down into his room in the basement.

"But Mom!!"

She chucked his bag of candy at his head, "Happy Freakin Halloween!"

"Happy Halloween—" Spike chuckled, taking a dig into his bag full of goodies, reminiscing on the fun night they all had.

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