Chapter Seven: Emily?!

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The six of them heard voices just outside their room followed by the door of the room opening. Charles looked up from where he was sitting and gasped in shock. Standing in the doorway of the room was his late first wife, Emily.

He shakily stood up and slowly made his way over to the ghost, uttering only a single word, "Emily..."

"Charles..." she put a shaking hand to her mouth, gasping as well.

Lydia looked up as well, the shock at seeing her mother for the first time in a few months washing over her. She shakily stood up as well. "M-mom?" Lydia sputtered. Emily smiled softly at her daughter, pulling her into a much needed hug.

"Lydia," she said quietly.

"MOM!" Lydia melted into Emily's embrace, hugging her tightly.

Over by the opposite side of the room, Adam, Barbara, Delia, and Betelgeuse watched on as Charles and Lydia interacted with the other woman. Emily spotted them and smiled, making her way over towards them.

"And who are these?" She asked.

Lydia smiled as she introduced each of her new family members to her mother. "Mom, this is Adam, Barbara, Delia, and Betelgeuse."

"Nice to meet you all," Emily said with a smile.

"It's nice to meet you too," came Barbara's response. She, followed by her husband, then Delia, and finally Betelgeuse, stood up and one by one they shook Emily's extended hand.




Emily Deetz initially had decided to stay in the room with the rest of the family, deeming it only fair that she be part of the family as well. Sure it had been a few months and both Lydia and Charles had moved on, but the female ghost wasn't going to let that stop her from spending time with her actual family as well as all of the new family members.

Said ghost was now sitting on the floor with Adam and Barbara, the three of them chatting away about Lydia and how she was doing. Emily was glad Lydia had multiple active parental figures in life. It made up for the lost time.

Other than Charles and Lydia, the member of the Maitland-Deetz family that Emily got along with the most was Barbara. The two female ghosts had way too much in common. Including the fact that they were both considered dead moms by Lydia.

"So, Em," Barbara said, turning her attention to her fellow female ghost friend. "What was Lydia like when she was younger?"

Emily laughed. "Quite troublesome I'd have to say. I remember one time she'd gotten into our poison cupboard and Charles and I caught her before she could drink anything. She was four and a half at the time. She had the most adorable look on her face when she realized she was caught. Is she still that troublesome?"

"Yeah..." Barbara said with a sigh. "She's pulled countless pranks on Adam and I ever since we came into her life. She's even done dangerous stuff such as setting herself on fire." Emily gasped and Barbara nodded. "She's set multiple fires. All of which I've managed to extinguish in time."

Emily looked over at her daughter and sighed before turning her attention back over towards Barbara and Adam. "How'd you guys die?"

"Fell through the floorboards of our home," came Adam's response. "You?"

"Cancer." Emily sighed again as she ran a hand through her short, Black hair. She turned to her husband. "Charles, how'd Lydia handle things following my death?"

"How do you think," came her husband's response. "She'd moped around for months. Dressed herself head to toe in Black clothing and cut her once long hair short to match yours. She became super obsessed with death and has even tried to take her life by leaping off the roof of our new house."

Emily gasped, placing a hand over her mouth. She cast a worried glance over towards Lydia who was currently with Betelgeuse - daring the demon to eat one of Delia's favorite crystals whole. The Spiritual Life Coach was frantic, desperately trying to get Lydia and Betelgeuse to give her her crystal back.

"Give it back, guys!" Delia again tried to reach for her crystal. She gave up, turning to Charles, Emily, Adam, and Barbara for help.

"Lydia, Betelgeuse, give Delia her crystal back." Charles let out a sigh.

Betelgeuse grumbled and pulled the crystal out of his mouth before giving it back to Delia, the Spiritual Life Coach wiping the spit covering it off. If Betelgeuse couldn't eat things he shouldn't eat then what else could he and Lydia do to pass the time. Then Betelgeuse got what he hoped was a great idea. He turned to Lydia, a widened smile on his face.

"Hey, Lyds!" he laughed. "How about we set the room on fire?"

"That sounds like a great idea, Bj!" came Lydia's response.

"NO!!!" Charles, Emily, Delia, Adam, and Barbara shouted in unison.

The two of them looked at the five adults in the room. They weren't even allowed to set the room on fire? What else would they be able to do?

"How about instead of doing something as dangerous as setting this room on fire," Emily quickly suggested with a sigh, "we get to know one another instead. How does that sound?"

The other six agreed to that idea. It would be fun to do something like that. It was far much better - and less dangerous - than Lydia and Betelgeuse setting the room on fire.

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