A/N: Just a quick second before you read this chapter. A lot of you have been asking for Part 2 of People Like Us. And don't think I'm not hearing you because I am. And I'm happy to tell you that it is in progress. Any stories I've left open for the possibility of a sequel, rest assured they will be concluded. I don't want to promise you something and then not deliver, that's not how I'm wired unfortunately.

It's a blessing and a curse sometimes. Lol.

Anyway, moving on in this Fic now. Hope you enjoy this one.

Chapter 6: Revival

Dennis Household

Once Bella was done with the boundary around the house, she felt herself becoming very dizzy. So much so, that her Mother had her sit down on the couch for a few minutes. "Mom, I'm fine. I promise" her worry wasn't needed.

Lauren wasn't so sure though, "Your nose is bleeding Bella…" she wiped under her daughter's nose with a tissue, "… That's the opposite of fine. Head back please" she made her hold the tissue over her nose and squeezed it until the bleeding stopped.

"Spells have side effects. It's common for a Sorceress" Bella was used to it now.

With her other children, Lauren didn't have to see this. With Ethan and Shay, they'd get hurt and they'd die but they'd always come back. And Charlie and Patrick actually didn't get into many fights. But Bella, was different. Her body would weaken when she used her magic.

Lauren had been in the Fae world long enough to know how bad it could get. She didn't want that for her baby girl. "Well, whatever it is; I don't like seeing you this way. You need to dial it back a bit sweetie"

"I don't have time to dial it back, you guys need my magic" Bella knew her importance, she was meant to fix problems with her powers.

"Maybe, but we need you a hell of a lot more!" Lauren didn't want her thinking that she was just around to clean up magical messes. "Hey? This isn't a discussion. I want you to be okay"

Bella pulled he tissue away from her nose and looked at her Mother. "I'll be okay, when Ronan's gone for good and our Family's safe. I wish you'd believe in me a little more, and stop seeing me as a baby…" she got up from the couch. "… Because I'm not one anymore" she walked to the stairs and up to her room.

Lauren wanted to go after her, knowing she'd hurt her feelings by smothering her. Was it a crime to want her children to be safe? "Wonderful" this was all they needed right now.

"Lauren?" Bo came down the stairs. Wondering where her Wife had gone to. "Hey. So, Bella just shut her bedroom door pretty hard, and all this time I thought she was the mellow child…" she sat down next to Lauren with a chuckle, noticing the bloody tissue on the coffee table. "… I guess Ethan's concern for her was well placed"

She figured it had to have been from Bella. Those spells took their toll on her.

Rubbing her eyes, Lauren nodded. "She's mad at me…" she said. "… She said I treat her like a baby too much. Do I?" She gave Bo a frown. "Am I really being unsupportive of her? I just want her to be healthy and happy"

"Of course you do, that's what all Parents want for their kids…" Bo placed Ronan's dagger on the coffee table, then scooted closer to Lauren. "… To this day, I still think of Ethan as a toddler. Running around, begging me for a bedtime story at the end of the night. It's normal"

"Normal huh?" Lauren let out a laugh. "How is any of this normal?" She asked. "A few months ago, everything was fine. We were fine. The kids were happy, they were safe. And now, everything's-"

"Fractured" Bo finished for her.

Lauren locked eyes with her, "Exactly…" she couldn't think of a better word. "… Our children are still cursed. Ronan is still out there. If he get the dagger back, and resurrects Zee-" she couldn't finish her sentence. She didn't want to think about the outcome of that problem.

Even though Bo herself had her own fears, she couldn't let Lauren fall apart. Because if she could fall apart, what hope was there for her? "He won't…" she told her. "… I won't let him"

"I need all this to go away Bo…" Lauren couldn't do this anymore. "… For over two decades, we've been fighting. For our freedom, for our relationship, and for our kids. It has to end. There's gotta be more to life than this" she wanted an easy life.

Was that too much to ask for?

"If there is, we'll find it together…" Bo pulled Lauren into her arms, hugging her. "… Ronan didn't think his plan through. This's our Family-our life. And we're not just any people. We're Bo and Lauren"

That made Lauren frown. "What's so great about us?"

"We've overcome a lot of crap in our lives…" Bo said. "… All that pain, heartbreak, and suffering. I refuse to believe it's all for nothing. We'll beat this, I promise"

"I should go talk to Bella, I can't stand her being mad at me-" Lauren was about to get up and go to the stairs when she heard a hammering sound come from the front door. "Expecting someone?" It was a peculiar hour for visitors.

Bo shook her head, "No, you?" Her Wife replied the same. She grabbed the black dagger, noticing how the marking were shinning red. As she was holding it, it was almost tugging her towards the front door.

She had a feeling she knew who it was. Going to the door, she opened it to see Ronan standing there in medical scrubs. "I was wondering when you were gonna show up"

"Well, you did steal something very important to me…" he looked at the dagger in her hand. "… That's mine. Hand it over"

"Nope!" Bo shook her head. Ronan attempted to enter the house, but was thrown back by Bella's boundary. "Courtesy of my darling daughter. You're wasting your time Ronan, you won't be getting the dagger back. I know what you were planning to do. And I'll be damned, if I'm gonna let you bring back your Mother"

Ronan got up, dusting himself off. "Why? Worried what'll happen to you when she finally gets her revenge for what you did?" He laughed. "I'll get the dagger back one way or another, and when I do; you're gonna wish you never crossed my family" he turned around and left.

Bo took a breath, closing the door. "See, piece of cake" she gave Lauren a smile.

"Hilarious…" Lauren replied, not caring for the joke. "… Thank god the boundary's up. Which reminds me, I'm gonna speak to Bella and apologise. What if he comes back?" She wondered.

"Doesn't matter if he does; he can't come in…" Bo approached her, "… If he does end up coming back, then it'll be because he's found a way to break the boundary. Let's hope that'll take him a while" she could use a break.

Lauren hoped for the same, "You need to get some sleep, we all do. Head back upstairs, I'll talk to Bella and be right behind you" she gave her a kiss on the cheek, then walked upstairs with Bo following closely behind.

Bella's Room

With the conversation she had with her Mother, Bella wasn't really up for talking to anyone. But that hope was short lived when she heard someone knock on her door. She didn't tell them they could come in, but they tried anyway. So, she sat up on her bed and raised her hand to the door, using her magic to keep it closed.

"Bella?" Lauren spoke through the door, trying open it again. "Come on, just let me in. I want to apologise. Sweetie, I'm sorry. Okay? So, can you let me in please?"

Her Mother's voice sounded so sincere. So, Bella dropped her hand and her Mother almost fell through the door because of the resistance. "Should I apologise for that?" She didn't know if she was supposed to stay mad.

Lauren composed herself, smiling. "No, it's okay. I deserved it. Listen sweetie, I'm sorry for how I acted earlier. You're right, I do treat you like a baby. And I'm sorry. It's just, you're my little girl. I worry about you the most, I can't help it. But, don't think for a second I don't believe in you…" she didn't want her thinking that. "… Because I do"

Bella sat on her bed with her legs crossed. "Really?"

Sitting next to her, Lauren nodded. "Of course I do. I've seen your siblings do a lot of extraordinary things. And yes, they're powerful. But Bella, you; are going to be the strongest Hybrid the Fae world has ever seen. Your magic makes you powerful beyond belief" she really did think that.

"But, I thought Ethan was the strongest" Bella always thought that was how it went.

"Ethan's the oldest, and yeah; he's strong. But he can't do what you can do, none of your siblings can. That's what makes you special…" Lauren kissed her forehead. "… I will always believe in you sweetie. And I am so proud of everything you've already achieved. You're gonna go far, I know it"

Bella smiled. Okay, that was a pretty good speech. "Thanks Mom. And I know you said you didn't need an apology but, I'm sorry for holding the door" she could never be mad at her Mother for too long.

Lauren loved Bella's compassion, she was the sweetest girl. She knew from the second she was born, that Bella was going to be different. But she meant that in the best way possible. "Apology accepted. Now, you've done a lot today. So, I want you to get some sleep. Okay?"

Obliging, Bella quickly changed into some sweats and jumped into bed. "Hey Mom?" She waited for her Mother to stop and turn to her before she left the room. "Everything's gonna be okay, right?" She couldn't help but doubt herself.

Wanting to give her hope, Lauren nodded. "Everything's gonna be okay…" she had to tell her that. She didn't want to scare her. "… Goodnight sweetie" she flipped the light switch and left the room.

Basement – Later

It was almost midday, and Bo thought it best to keep herself feeling strong. So, when she woke up she went straight for the basement where they kept their little fighting ring. She trained her children one by one, from a young age to give them an advantage. She was never prepared for this world by her true Parents, because she grew up living a lie.

She didn't want that for her children. She wanted them to be prepared for any kind of battle or attack. About an hour into her sole sparring session, she was interrupted while she was hitting the heavy bag. It was Ethan, and he was less than pleased that she didn't tell him about Ronan's short visit earlier this morning.

Instead of starting another argument, she just told him the truth. "I would've, but you were in bed. And besides, he can't get in the house so long as Bella's spell holds up. Once he saw that, he left" she continued hitting the bag.

"Doesn't mean he won't come back" Ethan was always paranoid. Like Shay. It just came with the territory in this family.

"If he does, we'll be ready for him…" Bo struck the bag once more, then turned to him, breathing deeply. "… Bella's sure that the dagger is the key to killing him. As long as we have it, he's got nothing" she was feeling pretty confident.

But Ethan wasn't. "Since when is it ever that easy?" It never was in his experience. "And speaking as someone who's already fought him once, and died; he's packing some serious firepower. His lightening stings like a bitch" he could still feel it.

Bo remembered seeing it in Bella's memory. "I know, Zee used it on me once…" she remembered those days too. "… Although, I didn't have the benefit of healing instantly. You should be thankful for that" she envied that sometimes.

Though, the way she healed was fun. And ever so satisfying. Thanks to her drop dead gorgeous Wife.

Ethan turned to his right, seeing a wooden rack of swords. "I am thankful. To you, and to Mom. I mean, without you guys we wouldn't have this power…" he lifted one of them from the shelf. "… Speaking of power; feel like taking me on?" He raised an eyebrow.

Facing him, Bo laughed. His expression was priceless. "Is that confidence I hear in your voice, son?" She unwrapped the tape from her hands. He shrugged. "Hey, don't forget who made you"

He made a face, "Okay, gross!" He didn't want to think about that image. Like, ever. "And, if you think I'm all talk, then why don't you prove me wrong? What's it gonna hurt?"

"Well, your ego; for one thing…" she replied. "… Especially when I knock you on your ass. Or are you also forgetting who taught you how to fight?"

Shaking his head, he threw the sword at her and watched her catch the hilt in her hand. "I didn't forget…" he grabbed another sword. "… But, for arguments sake why don't you refresh my memory?" He stepped in the middle of the room,

Bo joined him, holding the handle tight. "Since your already technically dead, I won't be holding back" she didn't think it was necessary.

"Wouldn't have it any other way" he smirked.

They began to spar with each other. Ethan was fast, but not as fast as Bo. In the head space she was in right now, she felt like she couldn't give up. On anything. Not even this little work out. She was going to do whatever it took to come out on top.

Just as she was about to bring her sword down hard, he rolled out of the way. She spun the sword in her hand, thinking of her next move. But he was charging at her at full speed so she didn't have a chance. As he was moving forward, Bo dropped to her knees and made a clean slash over her son's abdomen.

Ethan stood still, looking down at the blood seeping through his tank top. He wasn't bothered. Upon lifting the hem of his vest, he saw the wound close up. "If I was a normal Fae my intestines would've spilled out" that wasn't an exaggeration.

"Lucky for me you're not" Bo knew how much her kids could take when sparring. She didn't like hurting them, but sometimes accidents happened. Plus, they didn't care either. Since they healed within seconds.

Wanting to clean the blood, Ethan pulled off his tank top and wiped his abdomen clean.

"Oooh!" Shay walked down the stairs, "He's lost the tank, you know what that means!" She loved watching her family spar with each other, she made good money betting on this.

Bo and Ethan laughed. One of Ethan's things was whenever he took his shirt off while fighting, it meant he wasn't playing around anymore. Showing off his washboard abs was his way of asserting himself.

"I'm just cleaning the blood" he told his sister.

Shay hummed. "So I see, nice one Mom. It's good for the favourite Prince to be knocked off his high horse every once and while. You're making the rest of us look bad" she hated that Ethan excelled at everything. It was annoying.

Ethan shook his head with a laugh, "Not the rest of them; just you" he gave his little sister wink. He loved taunting her.

And Bo loved it even more, when she got to watch her children fight each other. It made her proud to see them using the very skills she'd spent years teaching them. "Whoa! You're not gonna take that kind of smack, are you?" She looked at Shay.

Getting Shay annoyed was one thing. But it was a small leap from annoyed to angry. Shay was very easily coerced. It didn't take much to set her off.

Shay didn't understand what she was supposed to do. "What? You think I should fight him?" She needed clarification.

Bo shrugged, "Why not? I've already won this round, why don't you take the next one? Show the Prince a thing or two about fighting. Unless, you don't think you can beat him?"

"Please!" Shay laughed. "All I gotta do is get my hands on him. And the victory will be mine after a brief snapping of his neck" that was her favourite way to kill people.

Well, one of them. It always changed.

Ethan held up a finger. "Nuh uh! No neck snapping!" He hated that. "Every time I wake up, I have a kink in my neck that no amount of massaging can fix! We stick to swords" he made it clear.

"Oh my god, you're such a buzzkill!" Shay groaned. "Fine. Don't come crying to me when I stab you in the heart and then when you wake up, you're the one who's gotta mop the blood off the floor!" She wasn't a cleaner.

But Ethan didn't mind. "I will take that chore over a stiff neck any day!" He spun the sword in his hand. "So, what'd you say baby sister? You ready?"

Bo stood away from them, ready to take it all in.

"Born ready, old man!" Shay chuckled, grasping the sword handle tight and pushing off the floor.

She leaped over to her brother, coming down hard with the sharp tip of her sword. She would've got him, except he was fast and stepped to the right. The clang of her sword hitting the floor rang in her ears.

Ethan took the opportunity presented in front of him. With a forceful kick to his sister's back as she was turned; she stumbled into the far wall.

"Come on Shay, I didn't go through two years of training with you for nothing! Show him who's boss!" Bo clapped her hands, cheering them on.

Shay loved fighting, she felt at peace with it. She twirled the sword in her hands, showing him her tricks. He may be older and stronger, but she was good with a blade. "I'm gonna kick your ass big brother" she warned him.

"So, what're you waiting for?" All he heard was talk.

And that pissed her off, she struck him with her sword. He dodged it. But as he was about to turn around, she backflipped over his head, kicked the back of his legs and as he dropped to his knees she brought her sword to his neck.

"That's my girl!" Bo clapped her hands, so proud of what she witnessed.

Though, Ethan wasn't easily bested. So while his sister was eating up the praise their Mother was providing; he took Shay's wrist and twisted it, hearing her groan. Then pulled with all his strength, flipping her over him and onto her back, where he placed his and her discarded sword crossed together under her chin.

"Most important rule baby sister; never take your eyes off your opponent…" he chuckled, glancing at the overlapping blades. "… One move, and off rolls your head" they were like mega garden shears.

Shay huffed, "Can't you let me win once?" She never got to win. He was always the golden child.

"What's the fun in that?" Ethan knew it was all in good fun. But if she couldn't beat him, he wasn't going to make it easy for her. He pulled the swords away, holding both the hilts in his left hand while he held his sister up with his right. "For the record, you don't need to beat me to prove you're strong"

"I don't?" Shay frowned. "Are you sure, because that doesn't sound right" victory in battle always made the winner seem unstoppable. And feared.

Ethan shook his head, "Trust me. You're just as strong as me. And one day, I have every confidence you'll knock me on my ass. When that day comes, there'll be no hard feelings sis. I'll love you just the same" he winked at her.

"Damn, you make it so hard to hate you bro…" Shay chuckled, giving him a fist bump. "… I can't wait for that day to come though" she'd be ready.

Bo couldn't help but smile at their interaction. Ethan was the anchor in this family. Without him they'd be doomed. Whenever she and Lauren couldn't get Shay to listen, Ethan always managed to get through to her. "Alright! Enough sparring for today. Go get yourselves cleaned up" she watched them run off upstairs.

Living Room

As Bo was entering the living room, she saw Shay, Ethan and Patrick in deep conversation with Bella and Lauren. "Something wrong? Or did you call a family meeting without me?" she chuckled, knowing that would be a joke.

"Bella thinks she might be able to use the dagger to revive them properly…" Lauren replied. "… No more walking corpses around the house" she for one, was very happy about the new development.

Shay cleared her throat, "Hot, walking corpses!" she corrected her Mother. Dead or not, she still had it going on. She wasn't ashamed to admit that. "So, are we doing this then or what? You have no idea how much I miss the taste of ice cream!" she just wanted to eat something and not have it taste like garbage.

Bella was a little unsure of herself now, she read one of her Grandfather's old magic books. And it told her all about releasing an essence of any kind from a vessel. That's all this was. The dagger was a vessel. Which Ronan intended to use to fuel his sacrificial ritual to bring his Mother back. "Don't bet on me just yet, it's not like I've done this before"

Patrick nudged her gently, "You'll do great" he winked at her. He'd never admitted it before, but his little sister was a force to be reckoned with.

"So, how does it work?" Ethan wondered. "Do we have to get in another circle?" he was tired of being stuck in those.

Bella shook her head, "Actually, it should be pretty straight forward. I need access to your scars…" she approached Ethan first, he already had his shirt off so it was easier. She placed the tip of the dagger on his scar, closed her eyes and whispered a few words in a dead language. Suddenly, the markings on the dagger began to shine bright.

Brighter than they'd ever shined.

Ethan wasn't prepared for how it ended. The dagger shot a jolt of energy into his scar, and he took a sharp intake of breath. Within seconds, colour returned to his cheeks and his scar began to heal.

Opening her eyes, Bella stepped away from him. "… How'd you feel?" she hoped she did it right. This was all new to her.

He laughed, touching his chest. His scar had gone. "I feel good; I feel alive!" he couldn't explain it, but before he just felt strange. Like he was frozen in a moment, and he couldn't move forward.

Now, he felt like he had energy again. "Hang on!" he had to test it, so he ran to the kitchen and grabbed a can of soda out of the fridge. He began drinking it, and started laughing. "I have a new appreciation for soda"

"So, it tastes normal?" Lauren asked, he nodded. "It worked. You revived him!" she turned to her youngest. She was going to be unstoppable the more she grew into her power.

"Me next!" Shay called dibs. There was a carton of cookie dough ice cream in the freezer with her name on it.

Bella revived Shay, and then Patrick. And after all the essence from the dagger was gone, she felt like it had no power. When she would pick it up before, she could feel the energy radiating off of it. But now, it felt empty. "Ronan's not gonna be happy when he finds out what I've done"

Bo placed both hands on her daughter's shoulders. "You don't have to worry about him sweetie. He can't get in the house, so he can't hurt you. So, without their deaths fuelling the dagger; he can't use it to bring Zee back, right?" she needed clarification.

"Right!" Bella nodded. "Technically, the dagger is still powerful enough to kill a Hybrid. But if he tried to use it to power a resurrection ritual, it would fail. Without a sacrifice, the dagger's useless to him" in their hands it was safe.

"But we can still use it to kill him though, can't we?" Shay said. She wanted her revenge. "I mean, we're not just gonna hide away in here forever, are we?" she wasn't that kind of person.

Bo shook her head, "Hell no! We're Dennis', we don't run away from a fight…" she noticed the look Lauren gave her. "… But we do approach them with caution. Better?" she didn't want to pick a fight with her over a poor choice of words.

Lauren smiled, "Much" it was a nice save.

Before anyone could say anything else, they heard rummaging coming from their left. Turning their heads, they saw Patrick stuffing his face with chips, candy, and anything else he could fit in there. "What?" he answered with his mouth full. "I've got a lot of catching up to do"

Noticing the glance that Bo was giving Lauren, she had an answer ready to go. "Don't look at me! He's your son!" she wasn't getting the blame for his bad manners.

Just another normal day in the Dennis Household.

A/N: Yay! Happy times for the Dennis Clan, but will it last? Give me your thoughts.