A/N: Let me just say that reviews make me happy. Seeing that people actually take time to tell me to write more makes me happy beyond words! I understand that most people don't read Casper fan fiction, so even though it's not much I'm still glad to know people read this. So here is another chapter. Enjoy!

"Aggghhhh!"

Dr. Harvey rubbed his knee with one hand and plugged one ear with the other. However slightly muffled, he could still hear the blood curdling shriek being ripped from Jane's vocal cords.

"I'm so happy I could die! Again!" exclaimed Fatso as he held Jane in an even tighter embrace.

"Put me down! Put me down!" Jane screamed, flailing her legs and knocking over a pitcher of orange juice.

Her mind tried to convey what had just happened. She had almost sealed the deal with Dr. Harvey and the next thing she knew she was dangling over the table being squeezed to death. It was cold…

"Fatso stop!" Dr. Harvey rubbed his sore knee. Having been startled by Fatso appearing out of nowhere and snatching Jane up his instincts had kicked in to stand and help her. Damn table…

"Fatso you animal, at least shake hands first!" grumbled Stretch as he watched his brother snatch up the beauty. Coming out of his hiding place Stretch separated the two and began arguing about who should have appeared first. Stinkie became visible and glanced at the scared woman now cowering in her seat. It was obvious she was on the verge of a heart attack. Figures, when it came to fleshies, none of them really knew how to handle it. Stupid brothers…

Kat and Casper watched silently from the sidelines, both thinking the same thing. This was not going to end well…

The fight between Fatso and Stretch had escalated to blows, Jane had now crawled under the table, and Casper and Kat were still too shocked to do anything. Dr. Harvey was the first to recover and slammed his palms down to divert their attention. But instead of hitting the table like he had planned, one went splat into his pancakes while the other knocked over his scolding hot coffee.

"Son of a bitch!" he cried, effectively stopping all activity.

Stretch stared wide-eyed while holding Fatso in a head lock, both of their mouths hanging open.

"Say…" began Stinkie. "Is it just me, or was dat the first time da Doc has eva cussed?"

Stretch's face broke into a grin as he let go of Fatso.

"Nice goin Doc! You swore AND did it in front of a lady. You move'n up kid," laughed Stretch.

"To the East Side!" sang Stinkie and Fatso in unison.

Dr. Harvey glared while nursing his hand with a wash cloth Casper had supplied. It didn't last long, for once again their attention was diverted to the table. A sound like muffled laughing was heard, followed by a small snort. Stretch grinned again, flying through the top of the table.

Jane gasped when the ghost's head appeared upside down in front of her, causing her to shoot up and hit her head.

"Ow…."

Stretch laughed as she curled into a ball, hands protecting her head from further injury.

"Come on fleshie stop complain'n," he said taking her hand.

Jane squealed at the contact, rolling to her knees and crawling full speed towards Dr. Harvey's legs. Stretch sneered, already getting tired of chasing her.

"Come here bone-bag!"

But Jane's mind couldn't process the command. The only thing that was driving her forward was the simple word RUN mixed in with a good dose of panic.

"Stretch!" growled James when Jane had finally dove behind his legs.

Stretch slowed and stopped a few feet before the doc. Rolling his eyes, he crossed his arms and frowned. Jane, having stood up, peeked over James's shoulder. The smirk Stretch threw her made Jane duck again.

"Now Jane, these are the other residents of the house. Don't worry, they won't hurt you. They may seem scary but really they're just full of hot air," he said, trying to sooth the petrified woman.

"Now Doc, if we were filled with hot air you wouldn't of had to worry about the heating bill," Fatso joked in a slightly lighter voice rather than his booming one. He knew that if he wanted Jane to calm down enough to at least relax, joking was the sure fire way to do it.

And true to his knowledge, he caught Jane's shoulders drop a bit and her left foot shift as if to move away from James. Dr. Harvey also sensed the drop of tension and did a side step.

"Jane," Dr. Harvey began. "I would like you to meet the trio: Stretch, Fatso, and Stinkie. They're Casper's uncles."

Jane stood there for a moment, eyes untrusting and stance defensive. And then, to everyone's surprise, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

XxXxXxXxX

I knew it… Jane thought to herself after James revealed who the ghosts were. Yes, she had known they were Casper's uncles after Fatso's bone crushing hug.

But now what do I do? I can't just flat out demand them! Jane closed her eyes so that her emotional turmoil would not be detected as something other than fear.

Well then, I guess I'll just have to start from the bottom. Show time.

XxXxXxXxX

Fatso was sure he was grinning like an idiot as he watched Jane's stance become more relaxed. Holding his breath, he waited for her eyes to open…and waited…There! Jane's eyes opened to reveal the glowing emeralds, defiance and confidence having replaced the uncertainty and fear.

If he had been wearing pants, he would've peed them in excitement.

Taking a step towards Stretch, Jane reached out her hand.

"Stretch McFadden, I understand that since you are the eldest and you are still here this house is technically yours. If you do not mind I would appreciate staying here for awhile. I will pay you for room and board and will stay as far away as possible so as not to bother you. Do we have an accord?"

Stretch was taken off guard by how professional the request had been delivered. A minute ago this woman was ready to leap off a cliff to get away. He glanced quickly at her offered hand and then back into her eyes, those green eyes that seemed to be daring him to refuse her. He then turned his head to Fatso who was shaking his head 'yes' furiously and then to Stinkie who just shrugged.

"All right then fleshie," he began with a sinister grin and droopy eyelids. "We got ourselves a deal."

Giving an overdramatic swing of the arm, Stretch grabbed Jane's hand and shook fiercely. Jane grit her teeth at the cold but smiled through it. It was done, the deal was sealed.

"Well then, if you wouldn't mind I'd like to go back up to my room." And with one final nod, Jane headed out.

"Well, dat wasn't as bad as I'd thought id be," said Stretch in a rather satisfied tone.

Kat and Casper rolled their eyes, Fatso began digging into his meal, Dr. Harvey glared, and Stinkie just shrugged.

XxXxXxXxX

Glancing down the hall one more time Jane rushed into her room. Shutting the door with more force then necessary, she slid down its length to the floor. Heaving a shaky sigh Jane wondered how her legs had managed to keep her up this far.

God, that was…terrifying…

Sweat broke out along her forehead as the initial shock beat into her like waves.

Well at least…the worst…is…over…

And with that last thought, Jane slipped into blissful darkness, not even aware of her head connecting with the floor.