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That night, Morticia looked down at her sleeping husband and brushed her fingers lovingly down the side of his face. She turned her gaze to her sleeping family before her eyes narrowed in determination. Morticia left the motel without noticing Thing following right behind her. It wasn't long until the woman reached the Addams family home, knocking on the door before Tulley opened it to reveal the woman. "I would like to speak with Fester please," Morticia requested before she walked into the home. Tulley had been stunned by her presence but was quick to respond, he closed the door and grabbed a hold of the woman dragging her to Abigail.

The next thing Morticia knew, she was strapped down to the family rack ─ a bedlike open frame where her ankles and wrists had been secured by ropes to hold her in place allowing the torturers to turn the axles pulling on the limbs. Lillith had been dragged into the room by Tulley and placed in the electric chair that Pugsley had been formerly electrocuted in, gagged by cloth to prevent her from saying anything to Morticia. "You're a desperate woman consumed by greed and bitterness," Morticia accused Abigail before smiling, "We could've been such good friends." Abigail rolled her eyes and turned to Gordon, "Gordon, let's get started."

"But mother--" Gordon was cut off by Abigail, "Stop stalling." Gordon grumbled to himself before snapping, "I'm not stalling. Stop badgering me!" No one but Lillith noticed Thing in the windowsill, the small appendage turned to her and she sent him a pleading look hoping he'd understand. "The vault, Mrs Addams, any thoughts?" Abigail Craven asked her. "None whatsoever," Morticia replied to her. "Tulley, take over. Tighten it," Abigail ordered stepping away from the axle handle that tightened the ropes. "I got this stomach thing when I torture people," Tulley complained, he really didn't want to be a part of that.

"Do it!" Abigail snapped out. Tulley obeyed the woman and spun the axle wheel that stretched Morticia out causing the woman to groan. "Again," Abigail ordered. Tulley tightened it as he and Gordon both flinched. Lillith clenched her eyes shut, if it were anyone else in the rack, she'd be fine but watching Morticia get tortured was something she didn't enjoy. "Tighter!" Abigail ordered causing Lillith to open her eyes and look towards Thing again. Tulley tightened the wheel once again making Morticia groan out, "You've done this before." Thing bowed slightly before scurrying off having understood the girls pleads for help.

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Thing made it back to the motel and was rapidly signing at Gomez after waking him from his slumber. "Mor--Morticia. Mortica... and Lillith... Morticia and Lillith what? Slow down! It's terrible when you stutter," Gomez told the appendage. Thing gave up the signing and grabbed a pen trying to write it down only for the pen to have no ink. He threw the pen away and grabbed a spoon and tapped out hit message in morse code. "Morticia... and Lillith... in... danger. Stop. Send help... at once. Stop!" Gomez immediately stood up, his eyes narrowing in determination. "Lillith and Mother are in trouble?" Wednesday asked having overheard the conversation that woke him.

"Yes. And I'm going to go save them," Gomez replied to his son. "I'm coming with you," Wednesday told his father in determination, he would save his love. "It's too dangerous, my boy," Gomez said as he rested his hand on Wednesday's shoulder. "I love her, Father. I promised forever and eternally, I'm not backing out now. She's my One, my zing and the only woman I'll ever want in my life," Wednesday replied in determination, his eyes darkened. "Good man. Let's do this," Gomez nodded his head, the two immediately left the motel with the plan to save the women they respectively loved with all of their heart and souls.

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"You can't!" Gordon exclaimed from where he stood near Lillith, "Not with the red hot pokers!" Tulley cringed as he asked, "Is this gonna smell?" Morticia turned to him, "Tulley Alford. Charlatan, deadbeat, parasite. Oh, how Gomez adored you." Tulley scoffed at her words before muttering, "Well, not enough." Gordon looked to the Addams' Matriarch, "Morticia, please." The woman turned to him, "And dear Fester, which is the real you? The loathsome, underhanded monster you've become, or the loathsome, underhanded monster we came to love?" Gordon lowered his eyes at her words, "Don't ask me." Morticia sighed, "I know what you're feeling, Fester."

"Gordon! Gordon, I have a thought, just a notion, top of my head. Tell me what you think. Why don't you do this?" Abigail suggested as she shoved the red hot poker into his hands. "You can do whatever you like to me. I'll never tell you how to get in that vault," Morticia told them. "Oh, we know this, Mrs Addams. However, maybe I'll just see what you'll do if I target someone else instead," Abigail replied with a sadistic smirk, she took the poker back from Gordon and walked towards Lillith, she waved the poker in the girls face causing her to lean back from it as much as the chair would allow her to do so. "No!" Morticia protested quickly, she didn't want the girl harmed.

"What?" Gordon asked shocked by his Mother's words. "Gordon, get on with it!" Abigail ordered. Lillith began to squirm in the chair when the former tingle of her magic returned, the feeling had faded when torn apart from Wednesday but suddenly, the familiar presence of the magic had returned. Lillith closed her eyes and took a shaky unsteady breath before opening them to reveal her red-ish orange glow, the poker handle in Abigail's hand began to sear her skin causing the woman to yelp and drop the item before looking towards the seventeen-year-old who was glaring at her.

Before anything more could happen, Gomez flipped in through the window and into the room. "Addams!" Abigail shouted as she held her hand that was burnt. "Cara mia!" Gomez exclaimed once his eyes landed on his wife. "Mon cher!" Morticia responded. Wednesday climbed in after his father, his eyes moved quickly through the room before locking with Lillith's glowing eyes. "Mi reina," Wednesday breathed out before rushing over to her just as Thing tossed Gomez a sword. Gomez walked forward but Tulley was quick to swing at him with his own sword. "Dirty pool, old man! Never again," Gomez exclaimed before they began sword fighting one another.

Wednesday removed the cloth from Lillith's mouth, she coughed slightly before she smiled at the boy untying her. "Wednesday, mon amour," Lillith whispered lovingly as he finished untying her from the chair. "Are you alright, mon âme? Did they hurt you?" Wednesday asked her, his hands on either side of her face. "I'm alright, Wednesday... now that you're here," Lillith whispered to him in hopes to reassure him, the two stared at one another before Wednesday pulled her up from the seat and captured her lips with his own. As Tulley and Gomez were fencing, Tulley managed to cut Gomez' hand. "One for you, Tulley. And now..." Gomez swiped the sword from Tulley's hand.

Now holding both swords pointed at Tulley's neck, Gomez spoke, "One for me." Tulley looked at him with fear and sorrow, "Gomez, I'm on retainer." However, in the midst of that, Abigail had managed to snatch Lillith from Wednesday and point a gun to her head. "Let him up," Abigail demanded bringing the attention to her and Lillith, she couldn't use any magic without risking the lives of everyone in the room; maybe even the entire surrounding town. Gomez moved the swords away while Wednesday glared at the woman harshly, his fists clenched tight as his eyes filled with a demonic black. "That's right. Now get moving Addams," Abigail warned Gomez.

"Take him to the vault and if you're not back in one hour... I displace her," Abigail threatened as she pointed the gun at Lillith before tilting it at Morticia for a moment, "Then I displace her." Gomez and Morticia shared a look while Wednesday and Lillith locked gazes, he was angry wishing to cause Abigail so much pain but he couldn't risk Lillith's life in the process. "Tish, seeing you like this, my blood boils," Gomez passionately told his wife. "As does mine," Morticia replied. "The wheel of pain," Gomez flirted. "Our wheel," Morticia replied fondly. "To live without you, only that would be torture," Gomez expressed to her.

"A day alone... only that would be death," Morticia replied as they had moved closer to one another. However, before they could kiss, Abigail interrupted the two, "Knock it off! The vault, Addams. Now!" Her hold on Lillith tightened making the girl whimper softly, the sound made Wednesday take a step but the gun against the girls head prevented him from moving any further however, he was imagining a number of different ways he would kill the woman and all of them resulted in immense pain and suffering for the woman. Gomez walked over to the bookshelf and Gordon turned to his Mother, "But mother, you can't..."

Abigail growled before snapping, "Can it, Gordon! Stop dragging your feet. You disgust me! You're nothing but a useless snivelling baby, a stone around my neck. What was I thinking?! I should have left you where I found you!" Gordon's face turned to one of anger before he turned to Gomez, "No tricks, Gomez! That's the wrong book." Gomez removed his hand from the Greed book and looked at him confused. "Allow me," Gordon picked up a book tilted Hurricane Irene. "Good show, old man," Gomez whispered with pride, Gordon turned around and faced Tulley and Abigail. "Put that book down, Gordon. You don't know what it can do. It's not just literature," Tulley warned.

"Oh, really?" Gordon replied before he opened and closed the book letting out a small but powerful gust of wind that knocked the gun from Abigail's hand allowing Lillith to elbow the woman and rushed over into Wednesday's open arms. Gomez rushed over to untie Morticia as Wednesday pulled Lillith out of the room, his hand holding her own tightly. "Gordon, I'm your friend. Think of the doubloons!" Tulley exclaimed to him. "They're not yours, Tulley! Back off!" Gordon snapped. "Keep the book closed, Gordon. Listen to Mother," Abigail said firmly yet gently as to not anger him further. "I'll never listen to you, never ever again!" Gordon shouted at her.

"I had to be strict with you because I cared. Put it down!" Abigail ordered. "You never really loved me!" Gordon accused. "Fester, this way!" Gomez called after freeing Morticia, they both ducked into the vault. "Stop whining, you little good for nothing. Be a man!" Abigail snapped at Gordon. "You were a terrible mother! There I said it!" Gordon told her before he opened the book and a huge gust of wind blew throughout the room, along with heavy rain and lightning. The force of the hurricane swept Tulley, Abigail Craven and Gordon into the air and they flew all around the room. The book flew from Gordon's hands, he tried to reach for it with no success.

Tulley Alford and Abigail Craven flew through the window and into the sky just as Gordon managed to get a hold of the book. A bolt of lightning shot out of it and struck him in the head and he fell to the floor, the book falling with him and closing on impact against the ground. Outside, Tulley and Abigail flew all the way into the graveyard before landing in two separate open coffins that closed from the impact and sunk into graves with tombstones that had their names on them. Pugsley and Wednesday stood there with shovels, Lillith standing with Wednesday who had his arm around her waist. "Are they dead?" Pugsley asked. "Does it matter, Pug?" Lillith asked as she glared at her grandmother's grave.

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Several Months Later. . .

Halloween had arrived after a long few months of fighting for custody over Lillith however, with the help of an old friend to her parents' coven, the Addams' had been approved over guardianship for the girl until her eighteenth birthday. Some kids in costumes knocked on the door, "Trick or--" They all stopped when the door opened to reveal Lurch prompting them to scream and run away quickly. Inside the home, Gomez and Morticia were decorating the house for their favourite holiday of the year. "Here we come!" Pugsley announced as he and the young couple made their way towards the adults. "Pugsley, old man!" Gomez greeted his youngest son.

"Why, look at you!" Morticia cooed as Fester looked up to see that Pugsley had dressed as him for Halloween. Lillith was dressed like Carrie ─ pig's blood and all ─ while Wednesday wasn't wearing a costume. "How do you like it?" Pugsley asked his uncle. "What can I say? He's gonna break hearts," Fester exclaimed proudly. "Trick or treat," Margaret said as she entered the home dressed as a fairy with Cousin It by her side dressed as a cowboy. "Hello Margaret, Cousin It. I almost didn't recognise you," Morticia greeted them. "Isn't he handsome? Everyone keeps asking where he bought his costume," Margaret cooed happily about her new partner.

"It is a wonderful hat," Gomez complimented with a grin while Margaret looked at Wednesday, "What are you, darling? Where's your costume?" Wednesday's expression was stoic as he replied, "This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else." Lillith smiled at her boyfriends words, she linked her arm with his own before taking her bloody fingers and brushing them across his cheek. "Now you really look the part, mon tueur," Lillith whispered seductively into his ear. "Careful, ma précieuse, I may just make a victim of you," Wednesday purred back, Lillith smirked before she pecked his lips quickly.

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The family all gathered in the living room for the holiday. Lurch was painting a portrait of Fester and Pugsley while Wednesday was sitting on the floor with Lillith seated between his legs, both working together to carve a pumpkin. "I'm so glad I can spend this night with my family, now that I've got my memories back," Fester spoke up with a smile. "Thank god for that lightning. Knocked some sense into you," Grandmama replied to him before Cousin It said something in gibberish. "You remember, old man. Dr Pinder-Schloss really did find Fester tangled in a tuna net twenty-five years ago," Gomez explained.

"From the Bermuda Triangle," Wednesday added before biting his lip when Lillith tilted her head to kiss his jaw softly. Cousin It spoke once again prompting a reply from Morticia, "How true. Stranger things have happened." Lillith grinned to herself as she turned her attention back to the pumpkin, she felt Wednesday's hand move from her knee to her thigh, squeezing slightly as he watched her intently. Pugsley held up a lightbulb before asking, "Please, Uncle Fester?" Gomez raised a brow, "Pugsley..." The boy frowned, "For the picture?" Fester took the lightbulb and put it in his mouth causing it to light up.

"Alright, everybody, time for a game!" Gomez announced, "What should it be? Bobbing for apples?" Margaret hummed, "Charades?" Cousin It stood up with a suggestion of his own. "Of course. Wake the dead," Morticia said. "Wake the dead!" Fester exclaimed cheerfully along with Gomez who added, "Out to the cemetery. Come on everybody!" Margaret turned to Grandmama, "I've never played this before. How does it go?" Grandmama looked at the new member of the Addams', "Did you bring a shovel?" Margaret was confused until Cousin It lead her outside. "Lily! On my team?" Pugsley asked but Wednesday picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, "Not a chance, Pugsley."

Pugsley followed behind them as Fester turned to face Gomez, "My own dear brother!" Fester held out his hand and Gomez shook it only for Fester to flip him over his shoulder making Gomez laugh. "Come on!" Fester cheered before catching up to Pugsley. "We'll catch up!" Morticia informed him, Fester joined the rest of the family with a shovel in hand. Gomez and Morticia stood in the doorway and looked out at their family. "Oh, Tish, what more could we ask for?" Gomez asked. "Gomez..." Mortica held up a baby onesie she knitted with three legs. "Cara mia, is it true?" Gomez asked her. "Oui. Mon amour," Morticia replied, Gomez dipped her down into a passionate kiss.

Wednesday and Lillith were digging up a grave when Wednesday stopped, he looked around at his distracted family before grabbing Lillith's hand and pulling her towards him. The action made her drop the shovel but she didn't pull away as Wednesday dragged her to hide behind one of the larger gargoyle statues, he pushed her against the marble backing of the statue and captured her lips with his own. The two made out passionately until there was no breath in their lungs before Wednesday pulled away and looked her in the eyes. "I love you, ma précieuse," Wednesday whispered. "And I love you, mon âme," Lillith replied before they kissed again.

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Rosemary Speaks. . .

And that's the end of Act One!

My babies are so happy right now...

Next, Act Two

Anywho, see you in the next act!