It was a busy night at the 24/7 wedding chapel in Las Vegas. Busier than the usual night of drunken nuptials. Tonight was Halloween, and dozens of spooky-centered couples made their way to get married in Sin City dressed as their favorite horror couples, officiated by a reverend dressed in a tacky grim reaper costume. But this couple wasn't marrying on a whim, they had this ceremony booked for months in advance. It was unusual for the fact alone that this was a renewal of vows ceremony, a little more polished than the usual fare but still marked with the characteristic sleaze of Las Vegas. But the most strange and unusual thing about this ceremony was the supernatural couple attending.

Lydia wore another bright red wedding dress, while her husband made his third appearance in his tacky burgundy suit. The ceremony was private, only attended by the couple's two daughters Astrid, Bellatrix, and her emotional support animal Mr. Spooky. The girls had matching red bridesmaid dresses while Mr. Spooky had a red collar bowtie on top of his ESA vest.

Lydia turned to her husband, and he lifted the red veil from her eyes. She smiled at him as she said her vows.

"BJ. Today I choose you again as my friend, husband, lover, and partner. To stand with you through despair and joy. In the depth of night, and the light of day. I vow to stand by you through the long, dark corridors of life, sharing in the melancholy and the mystery that life brings. With every beat of my heart, I pledge my love and devotion to you."

Betelgeuse dabbed at his eyes. "Lydia, my darling. We've known each other for such a short period of my time on this Earth, but I feel like our souls have known each other for centuries. I promise to worship and adore you, for all eternity. Until your bones are rotting in the ground, and forever afterwards. Together, we will conquer the shadows and embrace the light, creating a love story as timeless as the legends of old."

The revered spoke up. "With the power vested in me, I consider this marriage renewed. You may kiss your bride." Betelgeuse spun Lydia around, dipped her and gave her a passionate kiss as their daughters clapped. The reverend interjected. "Alright, onto the next one. We're already double booked."

Betelgeuse held his hand up. "Not so fast, rev. We're not done yet." He looked at Lydia and the two began a duet, music ringing out in the chapel.

"Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the Lord above
The first moment that I met her
I did not expect a spectre
When I shook her hand, I really shook a glove
She looked into me so sweetly
And we left the room discreetly
No one else could know the secret of our love"

The reverend looked on in shock as the wedding party levitated off the floor and joined in a spirited dance.

"Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the Lord above

Though I try my best to keep it
There really was no secret
Must have looked like I was dancing with the wall

No one else could see this apparition
But because of my condition
I fell in love with a little ghost, and that was all"

After scaring the daylights out of the reverened and staff at the chapel, the Deetz's found themselves in a rented banquet hall, enjoying their own private wedding reception. They had a small wedding cake, Astrid and Bellatrix were enjoying a slice. Lydia playfully sat on Betelgeuse's lap while he fed cake to her.

Bellatrix gave a spoonfull of icing to Mr. Spooky. "Isn't this nice Mr. Spooky? Mom and dad love each other so much, they got married twice."

Betelgeuse looked at his daughter. "Actually, this is the third time I've walked my bride down the aisle. And I'd do it three more times if she let me."

Lydia smiled at her newly renewed husband, rubbing her nose cutely against his. "We don't talk about that first time though. It was a little premature." She turned to Astrid. "Thank you for coming to Vegas with us. We miss you a lot since you graduated college and moved."

Betelgeuse spoke up. "California, the land of fruits and nuts. At least you got a degree in what you love. Being a professional tree-hugger."

Astrid rolled her eyes. "A degree in environmental studies does not make me a professional tree-hugger. At least I'm using my degree."

"Oh Astrid, I'm just teasing ya. I'm very proud of you. I know you're doing well. I do have my way of keeping tabs on you."

"I thought I saw you from the corner of my eye when I'm at work." She turned to her mother. "I really like your natural hair mom. It looks good."

"Oh thanks." Lydia ran her fingers through her now completely grey hair. "Ever since Ghost House ended, I just didn't feel like dying it."

Betelgeuse kissed Lydia. "She's my silver fox! My GMILF. Goth mother I'd like to..." He looked at Bellatrix. "Be friends with..."

"So, I bet you have a lot of free time now that Ghost House has ended."

"Yeah, it was fun for a little bit. But your father and I are starting to work on a new show together."

"I didn't know that. What is the show about?"

"Supernatural dating show, BJ's idea. We're matchmaking ghosts seeking a passport stamp with the willing living. We call it Love at First Fright."

"How is that supposed to work? Having ghosts on TV?"

"Well, we're pitching it as fiction, when it's in fact reality."

Betelgeuse spoke up. "This time I'm going to host. Your mother will be behind the camera."

"It sounds like a really interesting concept..." Astrid trailed off as Betelgeuse began making out with Lydia. Astrid looked away. "How's school going Bellatrix? What grade are you in now?"

"First grade."

"How do you like it?"

"It's stupid and boring. But Mr. Spooky is my emotional support animal, and he gets to go with me. The doctor says he helps my behavior issues."

Astrid turned to her parents, Betelgeuse was now biting Lydia's neck making animal noises. "Hey, think you two could get a room?"

He pulled himself away from Lydia. "Yeah, might be a good time to take my bride to the honeymoon suite. Will you two be ok by yourselves? Go out and have some fun, just don't blow your fortune on Black Jack."

"Yeah, I'll watch Bellatrix and Mr. Spooky. We might go back to the hotel soon also."

He stood up with Lydia slung over his shoulder. "Alright. It's showtime!" He carried his giggling wife past the casino floor, all the tourists and locals too occupied with their slot machines to notice the couple. They made it to the elevator together, Betelgeuse pressing the floor button with his foot. Finally, alone he pinned Lydia against the elevator wall and began his passionate conquest. Her legs were wrapped around his waist as he pulled her panties off and tossed them aside. "Tonight, I'm going all the way with you. No protection, the way God intended." Unable to wait until they entered the suite, he pulled his pants down and started his love making. Lydia wrapped her arms around him, ecstatic at his raw unfiltered passion. The near death experience in the afterlife two years ago had sparked a very torrid love affair between the two, that had yet to cool.

They continued for several floors before the elevator stopped an an old man in a walker entered. Betelgeuse struggled to pull his pants up, while Lydia was still pinned against the elevator wall. The old man causally glanced at them through thick, coke bottle glasses. "Newlyweds?"

"Vow renewal, actually." Lydia said nervously.

"Congratulations! Say, any luck at the tables?"

Betelgeuse confidently spoke up. "Not yet. I seriously don't see how people can get into gambling. I lost $20 at the slot machines this morning and I was seriously about to burn the place down. I don't see how people enjoy losing money." He turned his attention to Lydia, still inside her. He started to rock his hips back and forth slowly. Ever courageous and lacking shame, continuing this session even in front of a stranger.

The old man was completely oblivious as to what was going on next to him. In a few moments he reached his floor, waved goodbye to the couple, and hobbled out in his walker. Soon Betelgeuse and Lydia reached their floor, and he carried her to the room, threw her on the bed and continued their honeymoon.

Bellatrix was jumping between the two beds in the hotel room, laughing loudly. "This is so much fun! Me and my sister, on vacation together!"

"Calm down Bellatrix." Said Astrid.

"For me, this is calm!" She plopped down on the bed. "We should go out and have some sister fun! You, me, and Mr. Spooky."

Suddenly they heard a commotion from the room next door. Their parent's honeymoon suite. "Looks like mom and dad are back."

Betelgeuse's voice loudly rang out. "DAAAAY-O! DAAAY-O! DAYLIGHT...CUM..AND ME WANNA GO HOME!"

"Oh God, they are still like this?!" Groaned Astrid.

"Yeah, mommy and daddy like to sing."

His voice rang out again. "SIX STROKES...SEVEN STROKES...EIGHT STROKES...CUM!"

Astrid stood up and grabbed Bellatrix. "Alright, we're out of here. Let's have some fun."

The three made their way to the casino floor on their night of adventure, Bellatrix leading Mr. Spooky on his leash. "Look at all these old people Astrid! I bet I can do an impression of them. GAMBLE...GAMBLE...GAMBLE...DIE!"

Astrid giggled. "Bellatrix, you really are a pistol."

"So where are we going, sis?"

"I thought we'd do something a little educational. Let's go to the neon boneyard. It's where they retire all the old neon signs."

"Ooh, it's like a cemetery for lights!"

"Exactly, you'll like it."

The sisters made their way to the museum, they walked around in their bridesmaid dresses, taking in the sights. Bellatrix was particularly mesmerized.

Astrid turned to her. "Tell me more about school. Are you being good?"

"I try to be. Sometimes I get really angry, but Mr. Spooky is there to calm me down. Mom says I'm doing a lot better since I got him."

"And why do you get angry?"

"The other kids try to pick on me. They say I look weird."

"And how do you respond to that?"

"Well, I'd really like to use my powers. But that's not allowed. When someone says something mean I just remind them I'm awesome."

"That's good Bellatrix."

"Yeah, but I'll tell you a secret. This one time Tommy made fun of my eyes, he said it looked like I got punched in the face. So, I made him pee his pants! Now everyone calls him pee-pee boy!"

She laughed. "That's really funny. You're really a cool little girl."

"My teacher says I'm an odd bird. I take that as a compliment." Her attention focused to the neon lights. "I'm glad you're my friend. I miss you a lot."

"Hey, when you come visit me in California we can visit Disneyworld."

She smirked. "I prefer Universal Studios."

Astrid hugged Bellatrix. "Alright, we'll go to Florida then. You and me. A little sister vacation."

Bellatrix hugged her back. "I'd go anywhere with you, as long as you're my sister."

Several months had passed. Betelgeuse found himself in front of the TV cameras, dressed in a nauseatingly obnoxious plaid suit. Straight from a 70's nightmare.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, boys and ghouls of all ages. Welcome to Love at First Fright. I'm your host with the most, BJ Deetz. Tonight's couple is a ghastly mash up of modern notions and Victorian values. Meet Cassandra Gonzales, our lovely living Latina Instagram model with a penchant for partying, and a botched Brazillian butt-lift. She has been matched with Yankee-doodle Andy, Andrew Johnson. A Civil War veteran cut down in the prime of life on the battlefield from a Rebel bullet, before he could ever marry." He turned to the two guests. "Let's start with you Cassandra. What are you seeking in a supernatural relationship?"

Cassandra was skimpily dressed, with long acrylic nails, tattoos, and long braided hair. "Honestly, I'm looking for a nice guy. I've dated so many losers and I'm ready to settle down."

"Now tell me Cassandra, out of my curiosity, why would I pay $15 a month for your OnlyFans when I can google 'big boobs' for free?"

She was a little taken aback. "I don't see what that has to do with anything."

"Right, Lyds, can you cut that." Lydia stood behind the camera, taking notes for the editor. "Anyways, you two have been talking before your big date tonight. Andy, what do you see in Cassandra?"

Andy took his military cap off, revealing the entire back of his skull was missing. "Well, gosh, sir. Cassandra is so unlike the girls in my day. Back when I was alive, you had to go on at least five dates before you could see a girl's knees! And Cassandra...shows...everything."

"Interesting, and tell me Andy, are you looking forward to getting your passport stamped if this date goes well?"

"Well yes sir, that would be fantastic!"

"And Cassandra, are you thinking Yankee-Doodle Andy is marriage material?"

"I don't know. He seems a bit...boring."

The camera guy shouted. "Cut! That's a wrap. Everyone take a 15 minute break."

Cassandra stood up and walked off set, cell phone in hand texting. Andy looked at her longingly. He turned to Betelgeuse. "Sir, I don't think she really likes me."

Betelgeuse sat down next to Andy, scooting close. "Let me give you some off camera advice, man to man. While the cameras are off. See that beautiful creature over there, behind the camera with the clipboard? That's my wife. I wooed her for 36 long years before we got married. I'm telling ya, if Cassandra doesn't like you at first just stay persistent."

"I don't know..."

"You love this girl? Want to marry her?"

"Gosh, yes I do."

"Take my advice, when you're done with your date tonight and it's time to kiss her goodbye, grab her by the waist and tell her how much you want to ravish her! You've been dead for, what, about 200 years now? Tell me and be honest, have you been with a woman in that timeframe?"

"Well, no sir."

"Take it from me, I bet you have a lot of unresolved, pent-up sexual fantasies that you have been sitting on in that time. I know I have when I went through my dry spell. Don't be afraid to let Cassandra know how you feel. How much your body aches for her."

"I don't know. I've been saving myself for marriage."

Betelgeuse rolled his eyes. "WHAT FOR?! Think you're going to go to heaven?! NEWSFLASH! That ship has already sailed!"

"I still don't know. What if Cassandra isn't into that."

"Trust me kid, I checked her social media. She is VERY MUCH into that. I'm not telling you to force yourself on her. Just tell her how much you want to give her a good time. And one more bit of advice. When you get her in bed, let it all loose. Make the bed levitate! Living girls love that! Supernatural sex is the best sex there is. Oh, one more thing." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom, tossing it to him. "Living girls have a bad habit of getting pregnant. So, you might want to use this."

The camera guy returned. "Alright, 15 minute break is over. Everyone back in position."

Lydia stood in the editing booth, knelling over the console as she reviewed the day's footage with the editor Scott. Betelgeuse approached her from behind, playfully sticking his hand down the back of her pants and snapping the elastic on her thong.

Lydia looked up at him. "Hey you. Just reviewing the day's footage." They watched on the screen as Andy stood outside the door of Cassandra's hotel room, he pulled her in close and dipped her low with a kiss. They spoke for a few moments, and he carried her into her hotel room.

"His mic was on during that whole shebang." Said Scotty. "Pretty raunchy stuff."

"See what you can edit down and put on TV." Betelgeuse advised. "Well, I think at least one couple on this show is going to end up getting married."

Scott spoke up. "I've worked on a lot of reality TV. I think this show's gonna be a hit. It's like 90 Day Fiancé meets What We Do In The Shadows."

Lydia looked at her husband. "Who knew you were such a matchmaker?"

"One of my many talents, babes." He looked down at his watch. "I should head out. B is going to be home from school soon. Want to head back with me?"

"I'll head back later. I want to see a few more of these clips." The two kissed each other goodbye.

Scotty turned to Lydia. "I have to say, your special effects department is top notch. The ghosts really look dead. Even your husband is especially creepy."

"Well thanks, I guess."

"You two make a good team. You seem very involved with each other."

"It wasn't always like that. We've gone through rough patches in our marriage. It hasn't always been easy. There were times I really hated him. But I gave him a chance, and I started to let myself see things through his perspective. He says we have a psychic connection. I believe it now. No matter how annoying he can be, how much he irritates the crap out of me sometimes, I know he loves me. He'd gladly die for me and our kids. What more do you want in a marriage?"

"Whatever you two have going on between you, it makes good tv. Keep it up and we might get renewed for another season."

When Lydia made it home, she was greeted to the sight of Betelgeuse and Bellatrix at the kitchen table, surrounded by craft sticks and glue.

"Hey, you two, what kind of trouble are you getting up to now?"

"School project." Bellatrix chirped. "We have to create a model of a device from our favorite period of history. I'm making a plague cart from when daddy was alive."

Betelgeuse put down his paintbrush. "I'm just here to make sure this is historically accurate. If that teacher complains, I will personally go down to that school and bite her head off."

Bellatrix tried adding another popsicle stick to the model, and it collapsed. "Nice fuckin' model."

Betelgeuse looked at her. "Alright. Go to your room." Bellatrix rolled her eyes and went into her room with Mr. Spooky. "I don't know where she learned that Lyds."

"Beej, you use that word at least a dozen times a day." The two smiled at each other. "I'm going to sit on the balcony a bit, enjoy the sunset. You're welcome to join me."

Lydia leaned on the railing of the balcony, next to Betelgeuse's overflowing ash tray for his designated smoking area. She then turned her attention to the beautiful orange and purple sunset. She shivered as the cool evening breeze clashed against her skin. Betelgeuse approached her, taking off his striped jacket and draping it over her shoulders. She turned to her husband, tie loosened and two glasses of wine in his hands. "Thought you could use a drink."

She thought a moment. "Thanks, but I don't think I should be drinking right now."

"Alright, more for me then." He took a drink and put his arm around Lydia's back. "One thing about being dead is you miss the sunsets. You don't get those in the afterlife. It's just darkness all the time."

"I think our new show is going to be great. I watched some more of the clips, you make a great host. Very funny."

"Thanks babes, although I'm not exactly trying to be funny. It's just how I am."

She wrapped her arms around his waist. "One thing I've learned about you since we got married is that you're such a sweetheart. In all those years you stalked me I never got to see that."

"It wasn't really stalking. More like watching you from afar while you were aware." He gave Lydia a kiss. "I'm only sweet to you and the girls. I don't exactly want that side of me getting out. I have a reputation to uphold." He rested his head on her chin and began to rock her back and forth. "I like how things have been lately. B is behaving herself, we're working together again, Astrid's grown into a fine young woman, and the sex we've been having is amazing. It would be nice if things just stayed like this for a while. At least until B turns 18." He placed his hand over Lydia's chest and felt her heartbeat. "I love that sound. Sometimes when you're asleep at night I just lay my head on your chest and listen to it for hours."

"Well, that would be nice. If things stayed the same for a while. Or they could change in a big way." She gently picked up his hand and placed it on her abdomen below her navel. His sensitive hands felt a flutter.

His eyes got big, and his jaw dropped. "Oh my God...Lydia..."

"I've been meaning to tell you, Beej. Honestly, I don't really know how this happened."

He was in blissful shock. He tried composing himself as his head started to spin. "Well, I have a pretty good idea how this happened. We had unprotected sex! Must be a little souvenir from Vegas."

She smiled. "I'm up for it if you are."

He gave her a deep passionate kiss. "You know I'm up for it. You and me are in for the long run. I love you, Lydia."

The couple embraced against the setting sun. Their love was a vivid tapestry of emotion, connection, and physical attraction, marked by moments of intense passion. The highs of their love feeling euphoric, while the lows felt a bittersweet sting. Future events remained unsure, but Betelgeuse and Lydia had vowed to stay together through all triumphs and tribulations. Forever and always. Far beyond the grip of death.