An: I like to continue my chapters right after each other I don't know why.

Disclaimer - I don't own the characters.

" About what ? " I ask. He pulled his jacket neat, and did that thing he did to straighten his posture by shifting his legs outwards then back together, a little like a solider.

" Why are you here ? " Don't lie. I didnt promise to tell him the truth, but I had to. This was Beetlejuice. If I tell him the truth however. I don't know what he would do.

" As I said. I missed you all " he could tell it was a lie. I could tell it was a lie and I was saying it. He nodded slowly.

" That's a lie, try again " he looked down at his outstretched hand examining it, he knew. I cant tell him, not yet.

" if I promise to tell you, will you let me do it in my own time ? " he looked up at me. His eyes are ... So deep. Doing the little nod you do when your thinking about something.

" okay. " he agreed? The guy that was so vulgar agreed? Wow. Did not see that one coming. I expected him to command I tell him, but here he was being, nice. He turned and left then. Nothing else to say. I was in a daze, he was nice to me, again, but this time he didnt want anything in return? What was he thinking?

I went up to dads office. Laying my laptop on the desk I looked up to see Adam.

" oh, hi. " he walked in and stood next to the chair I was in leaning over as dad would have done.

" what you doing ? " he smiled, the nice friendly smile.

" oh well. Dads swapping with me. " he looked at me confused. " I'm swapping my flat for this place. " he smiled. It really was nice to see him smile.

" whats up ?" Barbra walked in then.

"Lydia is buying the house from her dad " he told her. She smiled and clapped her hands a little in excitement.

" oh that's wonderful. You can take it off the market now then "

"I'm not buying it per say just swapping a different tenancy for this one and yeah I can. "

" and that means no more Jane " Adam added with a sigh. I had only seen Jane a couple of times in the time we owned the house, I could tell that she was annoying in the short time I knew her, but they were related. Poor things. Also they had had to put up with her when we put the house up for sale. I felt terrible for that.

I booted up my emails and got up the paper work for the flat and printed it out. " I know this sounds bad but could you please let me get on with this. I really need to concentrate. " I cant do that with anyone around. Well if I knew anyone was around. I could tell they understood that so they left with a small smile.

I signed all the parts I should have and tried to figure out the fax machine. When I realized. What if Beetlejuice told them that there was another reason for me being here? They would try to pull it out of me some way or another. The fax came back with dads paper work for the house red circles around the parts I had to sign. I signed them and sent it back, this had taken ages. I went to the bedroom laid on the bed and before I knew it I had fell asleep in my clothes.

When I woke up it was 6am, I jumped in the shower all the time wondering if Beetlejuice was in the room. I walked past dads office, well mine now, and saw that there was a note on the fax machine, I got a note from dad.

" is everything okay?"

it was scribbled on the back of a receipt for one tin of beans and a Twinkie. I sent back one on a piece of paper next to the machine

" I'll write you a letter telling you all about it later. Busy woman you know x"

I didnt hear anything from him then.

It was about 8am when I came down stairs to the smell of omelet and bacon, my belly rumbled. They, sorry Barbara had made me omelets, I didnt know how hungry I was till I smelt them. Sitting down at the table I waited for the plate. It looked soo nice. Considering I had only eaten take away and drive thru food for days it was nice to have home cooked food, especially from Barbra, i didnt even know she could cook. Beeteljuice popped up on the chair at the other end of the table. Legs up on the table beer in his hand this time, he was wearing a robe and fluffy slippers.

" B I would like it if you didnt put your feet up everywhere " Adam said and wiped at the table around his feet. I found it all a little funny. I didnt say anything until I had finished the meal.

" Barbra I didnt know you could cook " she nodded with a motherly smile. One I hadn't seen for a long time.

" yes, that's one thing I miss, her cooking " Adam said with a sigh, I guess it must be hard to be dead sometimes...We sat at the table like a conference. He had told them...

No one spoke for a while. It was getting awkward. Then.

" Lydia, so what are you doing now? I mean work wise " Adam said. Finally breaking the silence.

" I don't know, I may go to the school and see if there are any jobs going or set up a phone gallery, or commissions. " I was saying this as I thought of it. Getting more and more excited by the fact I would, maybe, be doing art again. They nodded, and by they I mean all of them together as one big nodding chorus. When had they all became such good pals?

" soo " Beetlejuice said and stood. This was all very awkward now. " I have better places to be " he said and went to leave. I grabbed his arm. He looked down at me. I stood and whispered in his ear " have you said anything to them?" he shook his head and patted it like a child.

" I was going to. " he said and left.

I ran after him. " what do you mean was ? "

" well babes, you aint the best at keeping promises are ya " yeah, I did promise to marry him once.

" I was 14." it was no excuse.

" I guess so, listen why don't we get to know each other better. I mean im not that bad a guy really am I ? " no your not. Not really. And why was he saying this? Maybe he was a bad guy wanting a marriage again? Hmm I'm so confused. What did he want?

He nodded and was gone. Maybe back to that whore house, I don't know why that made me a little mad and jealous.

An: Beetlejuice is getting soppy. What have I done to him. Don't worry I wont lose any of his vunlgarness. I hope.