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Sorry for my depressing past chapters. This should make up for it to you guys. It's a bit more….active? No not sex wise (unfortunately). But yeah the characters are actually doing something this time. So all in all, sorry for this being really, really late, but I've had a lot to do and a shit load to deal with.

Oh *teehee* I hope all you people like the new person in the story! Oh now who could it be?*ponders* Claire? Ginger? Mmm! Read Me!!!

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Disclaimer: I don't own Beetlejuice, just the idea for this fanfic. Though if I did own the rights to Beetlejuice I would have made Lydia marry him!!! And the cartoon would still be on TV!!!

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Chapter Twelve: Mein Herz Brennt

Time seemed to gradually grow slower as the days ticked by. The day gave away to night, turning days to weeks, weeks to months, and autumn became winter. Snow fell often in Peaceful Pines leaving deep white blankets to pile up, covering the ground in cold thick mounds of snow. The blue sky's turned grey as days became dark. The peek of winter had past and soon the days would slowly get warmer, the snow would melt, and the days would be longer and filled with sunshine.

Lydia scratched another day off her calendar. It had been months since she met this voice, her one and only friend. She loved his company. Being able to tell him anything, he never judged her, never called her stupid or over reactive. He was honest and a true friend. Sure they had a few disagreements but they weren't really fights. Just a friendly debate which morally only last a few minutes, hardly ever an hour and never more than a day. Lydia remembered asking BJ why he couldn't leave where ever he was. His only reply was, 'I was banished for trying to hold on to someone close to me.' She didn't ask anymore of it and BJ didn't speak to her for half a day. It was the longest he had gone without talking to her besides when she was at school. As much as she wanted to, and as many questions she had, Lydia tried her best not to bug her friend BJ about his life before he was with her.

"How was school today Babes?" BJ cackled from her mirror; Lydia figured out a long time ago that, that's were he was stuck. Smiling Lydia turned towards the mirror and stuck her tongue out at him.

"It was ok I guess, boring though." She answered teasingly. Still in her school uniform Lydia pulled out her homework from her book bag then put it on her desk. While Lydia worked away at her homework, which had greatly improved since BJ came along; the two joked and talked until Lydia had to change and go have dinner with her parents.

While she was gone off to dinner Beetlejuice, BJ to Lydia still, thought about their past months together. He wanted to hear her say his real name. His nickname was very "cute"; though he wouldn't use the word, but Beetlejuice yearned to hear Lydia's angelic voice softly caress his name like it had before. But every time he went to say his name out load, his voice got stuck in his throat; one punishment of his sentence he guessed. And unlike last time he could not use magic to hint towards what it was. He was being monitored obviously and didn't dare tip-off about his real name using words. So until he other cracked or thought of a different way to tell her, he was stuck.

Lydia came back quickly like always and closed the door behind her. Her parents found it odd sometime why she always hid in her room but they never asked many questions that a small white lie couldn't satisfy for an answer.

'Homework.'

'Headache.'

'I like the quiet.'

They weren't big lies and sometimes they were true, but not often.

"So how was eating cardboard?" Beetlejuice asked smiling even though Lydia could not see him. Lydia shrugged walking over to her bed and falling back onto it.

"Yeah, Delia isn't the best cook." She sighed tucking a few strands of her dark hair behind her ear. Sitting up and smiling into the mirror above her dresser she went on, "I don't think you'd like eating it."

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"I'll stick to bugs babes. Your step mom's cooking is too... disgusting for me." Beetlejuice said watching Lydia through the glass. He sighed deeply as she started giggling at what he had said. Beetlejuice looked her over; she had changed so much since she had been with him. Her hair was a bit longer; shoulder length and her bangs were longer sitting just above her eyebrows. She looked paler in the poor lighting of her bedroom. She smiled, her lips a red all on their own. The dark makeup that lined her eyes made the brown stand out intensely. Her clothes weren't as layered as they were when he had first meat her years ago. The ugly hats and veils were gone, her clothes were still black and most were still long sleeved but the styles fit her better now that she was older. They didn't fit her like a box but now her dresses and skirts fit her more femininely and curved to fit her body instead of hiding it.

How a person could change that much in such a short time he didn't know. Even he had changed, not that he noticed or cared. Or maybe he did… but until he could think of anything better to do he'd let it slide.

Before dinner she had changed into a long black peasant skirt, which almost reached her feet, and a plain black t-shirt underneath a long black fishnet-style knit sweater, that had a tendency to slide off her left shoulder from time to time.

He smiles to himself. She was so beautiful in his eyes. Beetlejuice touched the glass, wishing to smooth his hands over her sides, tangle them in her hair; there were so many things he wanted to do with his hands. Softly snarling Beetlejuice silently cursed the glass under his hand. His eyes slipped close for a moment.

"Have you ever been in love BJ?" Lydia's soft voice whispered in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw Lydia sitting perfectly up right on her bad, a rather melancholy look on her face.

"Why do you ask babes?" He breathed trying to hide the worry in his voice. A panic started to grow in the back of his head. The air around him started to get thicker and the endless blackness of his cell started to close in. Feeling claustrophobic and starting to sweat a bit, he waited for her to answer.

Lydia looked down at the floor. A good minute or so passed before she looked back up.

"What is it Lyds? Something on your mind?"

Lydia nodded slowly. In a hesitative sentence she said, "It's just that… I don't know if I'll ever be in love… I've never been in love before… I just wanted to know what it was like."

Panic, dizziness and anger builds up quick. Beetlejuice closed his eyes words scrambling in his brain wanting to burst out in a scream. He bit his tongue back,

"You could say I have Lyds, actually… there's something I wanted …to…" He was about to continue when they could hear Delia's shrill voice calling up the stairs. Lydia sighed and got up off her bed.

"I'll be right back BJ." Lydia said rolling her eyes.

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He watched Lydia close the door behind her. Throwing himself from the mirror Beetlejuice stormed in circles.

"FUCK!"

Yelling and growling over and over, he fisted his hands, his heavy boots making solid thuds on the ground.

Anger wasn't the base of it but he couldn't help but feel angry. Mad at the people who put him in his prison. Mad at her even. Yes her. Beetlejuice was through feeling sorry for himself. Acting how she wanted him to, for her to be happy. It was completely out of his nature to be nice, thoughtful, to love someone. He was selfish, dirty, a pervert to say the least, and a conman. He wanted his way with everything but was losing what he wanted most and he finally had enough. It was over.

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Lydia bounced back in the room smiling as the door closed again.

"Sorry about that-"

"It's your fault I'm stuck here!" For everything that had happened and for all the emotions built up inside him, Beetlejuice couldn't help but scream. He just didn't care. He didn't care how loud he was being, he didn't care if he hurt anyone anymore. "I'm here because of you! It's you're fault!"

Lydia swallowed hard staring over into her mirror. Confused and nervous she asked,

"What are you talking about BJ?" Her voice cracked a little but the shakiness of her voice couldn't compare to the violent shake of her hand which she held in font of her attempting to get them to cease.

He started laughing.

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Beetlejuice passed frantically, smiling like an insane person and laughing crazily. He was talking inwardly, convincing himself it was all her fault and it was stupid of him to ever think other wise. This was who he was. He was not going to be the only one to suffer. She would too. He had wanted that before all this ever started. For her to suffer, for all his time planning to not be a waste of time, for taking advantage of him than blowing him off, and for being the reason he was in his prison. He'd get out though. He knew he would, and soon too.

"You heard me girly! It's your fault!" He wanted her to hurt as much as he was. He would have loved to do this all long ago but was too stupid and worried about Juno and her band of mindless employees. "You might have lost your memory of me but we go long back! You had to be a little bitch and get me put in here didn't you? I tried to be nice, tried to be who you wanted me to be, but no more babes! I'll get out of here and you will pay. No more will I suffer because of you!"

He watched Lydia's eyes open wide and tears starting to slip from the corners. The fear and shock plastered on her face was a sight long loved by him. Beetlejuice gave her a toothy grin, wishing she could see him smile at her like he had done so threateningly once before.

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"And by the way Babes, my name is not BJ!" He said sarcastically.

Lydia cupped her hands over her ears and proceeded to yell back at him, "Who are you? Go away! Leave me alone!" Her eyes scrunched shut and she fell to her knees hard. She was so confused. Guilt and nausea washed over her and her body started to rock slowly back and forth. "I don't know you!"

"Yes you do! You just don't remember me…"

The spite in his voice cut through her and shock her brain. What didn't she remember? Why did she forget? What was she to do?

Silence filled her room, he didn't say anything. Nothing made a sound. After a minute of nothing, she raised her head and opened her eyes. Tears blurred her vision and her head pounded beneath her hands, which were still holding onto each side. She sniffed loudly, her heart jumping at the sudden sound. Throat dry she swallowed and removed her hands from her ears.

"Who are you?" Her voice was small and it was too quiet to be heard, even by her. Lydia slowly pushed herself to her feet, wobbling unsteadily. She looked around her room. Her arms were wrapped around her body tightly as if to steady herself from falling.

'What am I suppose to remember?' She thought to herself. 'Why can't I remember?'

"That's a very dangerous question to be asking Miss Deetz." Lydia jumped, spinning around to see a middle aged woman with greying hair standing in front of her vanity. Her grey suit and large pears were dirty and looked much older than she did.

"Who are you?" Lydia crocked.

"Hello again to you too..." She answered, raising her eyebrows in a bored and forced business like manner.

"What do you mean?"

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"Beetlejuice I swear to god I'll kill you!"

Beetlejuice turned sharply and glared over at Juno.

"What do you want?" He snapped.

"Beetlejuice you crossed the line again. You're arrogance has not gone unnoticed. You were put in here as a way of getting you to change. But that seems to be impossible for you. This time you are on your own. No trial, no new sentence. You have a one way ticket this time." Juno never was seen without a cigarette, but for once she threw it to the ground at her feet.

"Big fucking whoop! So now what? You leave me in here without anyone to talk to? Oooh I'm so scared." He said back viciously, bearing his teeth at her like some animal.

"No Beetlejuice… you're being exercised in the morning. The Prince passed judgment, there's no way to help you now. " She said vanishing into stream of clouds.

Beetlejuice stared, at the ground where her cigarette burned slowly. Pulling his eyes away he looked over to Lydia, there was no point in wanting to try and talk to her. Like hell he could, he thought to himself. He watched her crying; her hands cupped to her head, her small, frail body shaking violently on the floor. He had just made the biggest mistake of his afterlife.

Walking over to the mirror calmly, he rested his hands to the cold glass and whispered, "Good-bye Lydia." His eyes didn't blink as he stared in at her.

She stood up and looked like she was going to fall over. His dead heart slumped into his stomach. Beetlejuice cringed as he watched a tear roll down her cheek. He deserved to be exercised for all he had done to her, even if she didn't remember it.

"Fuck..." He breathed. The mirror slowly started to fade to black, glimpse of Lydia melting away to the blackness behind Beetlejuice and his own sad reflection.

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"There's a lot to explain Miss Deetz, but frankly I don't have time to right now. I'm giving you a choice. I can take away your memory of this whole thing or just leave you the way you are right now."

"Who are you?" Lydia frustrated and feeling even more confused than before, she shook her head at the woman and demanded to know who she was.

"My name is Juno. We've met before. In short I was the case worker for your two friends… The Maitlands..." Juno sighed, calmly trying to explain in as little detail as possible.

"Where are they? Why don't I remember you? What is it that I have forgotten? I want to remember!" Lydia loudly cried. Her eyebrows crunched together. The dryness of her throat made it impossible to swallow. So much was happening and she didn't know if her legs would hold her up much longer. "I want to remember!" She yelled again.

"I can't do that. I can only take your memories from you. I am not certified to give them back." Juno frowned. She was wasting time and was dying for a cigarette, in a matter of speaking. Lydia just glared back at her.

"Fine then…" Juno stated tapping her ugly grey high heeled dress shoes. "You'll have to come with me then. I'm going to get in shit for this. " Lydia missed the last part which Juno had muttered under her raspy breathe.

Wrapping her thin sweater around herself and nodding Lydia took a few steps towards Juno. "Where are we going then?" Her voice cracked out hoarsely and dry.

Juno exhaled slowly, the slit in at the base of her neck flapping slightly. "We need to go to the Neitherworld, to talk to Prince Vince."

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A/N (2): OMG it's done! Wow! Took me long enough…

So did you like it? *teehee* Vince! The Emo Prince! Fun isn't it? Review please people!