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Lucy the Ex-Hippie - Ch. 5: 1987

Summary: Twenty years have gone by, and old friends have crossed paths once again. What will happen when David gets the chance to reconnect with the friend he thought he lost so long ago?

This is where the original plot of the movie takes place, so everything that happens during this is part of the canon! I also included the deleted scene where the boys are circling Lucy. It was actually one of the things that inspired this story!

WARNINGS: Sad ending, Max being a creep

Previous Chapter

Santa Carla, 1987

So much for a happy life together. Things had started off so well for Lucy and Lance at the beginning of their marriage. Their journey to Phoenix was exciting, and they worked together to create the home they both wanted. He worked hard at his job and she was a happy housewife. It worked so well for the two of them.

About a year and a half after their wedding Lucy gave birth to their first son, and she couldn’t have been happier to be a mother. True to her wish, she named him Michael after her departed brother. He was absolutely perfect to her, and she put so much love and care into raising him.

She wished she could have said the same for Lance.

Despite how deep they had once been in the hippie scene, Lance completely changed once he found his calling in the office environment. He was so caught up in the work and the atmosphere and the money that he became more devoted to it than to his family. Sure, he put food in their fridge and kept their bills paid, but whenever Michael wanted his attention, Lance only seemed to push him away in favor of the work he did.

It only got worse when Sam came into the picture a few years later. Lucy fell in love all over again, so happy to give Michael a little brother. Seeing the two of them grow up together gave her happiness she never knew she needed. But while motherhood was getting better, marriage was getting worse.

Lance kept the promise he made all those years ago to control his temper and not lash out at Lucy in rather tense moments. However, that anger and frustration transformed from hot-headedness to cold shoulders. If they had fights, he’d shut down and throw himself into his work. He even spent a few nights sleeping on the couch of his office just so he wouldn’t have to deal with the needs of his sons.

At some point, Lucy just stopped trying to make it work. She no longer felt warmth or joy being with him. He was a roommate, not a lover. She desperately tried to be the parent Michael and Sam needed while their father continued to choose his job over them. Whenever he got home all she felt was dread and exhaustion. Even cooking, the thing that she had a passion for, became bothersome. She would pour love and soul into meals, yet Lance barely acknowledged her presence.

By the time Michael was eighteen and Sam was fourteen she just couldn’t fight any longer. She hated feeling unappreciated, but she hated seeing her boys be denied their father’s love even more. Lucy served Lance divorce papers, telling him she’d rather raise her boys alone than fight in a custody battle that he didn’t even care about. She hated Lance for not even pretending to put up a fight for the right to see his children.

Then again, it only made it easier to move forward with her decision.

Lucy didn’t have much to her name, but she managed to scrape enough money to help move Michael and Sam from Phoenix back to her hometown of Santa Carla. Her father was more than happy to have her back home and away from the man he never really liked in the first place. She figured he was also feeling a bit lonely since her mother died a few years prior. This could not only be an opportunity for a fresh start for the boys but also be a good bonding experience for her and her father.

Everyone got settled into their new home fairly quickly. After a few long days of driving and quite a bit of unpacking, she was ready to relax for the night. One of the things that often cheered her up when she was struggling with Lance was reading a good book with a cup of tea. It helped her escape from her troubles and get lost in an exciting story. She had a few boxes of books packed that would go onto the bookshelf the next day, but she figured she could grab a random one and read it before turning in for the night.

She skimmed through a few titles in the box she had opened up. There were quite a bit of romance novels, something she made into a collection as the result of her marriage losing the spark it once had. However, she found a different genre tucked away towards the bottom of the box. A horror novel she hadn’t seen in almost twenty years.

Bram Stoker’s Dracula.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the cover, remembering this as the book she had read during a good chunk of the drive she and Lance had taken when they moved to Phoenix after their wedding. She wasn’t really a fan of scary stuff, but for some reason, she couldn’t put it down. The dramatic words of the Count drew her in, and she found herself finishing it before they even arrived.

Lucy quickly flipped through the pages, now yellowed from the two decades gone by. It was still in fairly good condition after all this time, but that wasn’t what intrigued her the most. When she got back to the first page after the cover, she found a note on the inside. One she had forgotten was even in there.

Lucy,

Have fun, enjoy life, and don’t be scared of vampires. They’re your friends.

- D

She remembered where she had gotten this book! It was a wedding gift just for her to enjoy as she started her new life with Lance.

Unfortunately, that was all she remembered about it. While Lucy still kept in touch with a few friends from college, many friendships had faded with the passage of time, and everyone’s lives were occupied with weddings, careers, moves, and babies. Sometimes you just lost touch with someone you once called a dear friend.

For the life of her, she couldn’t recall who “D” was. She didn’t even remember what it stood for. As hard as she tried to rack her brain for the answer, nothing came up. She had a few fuzzy memories of being with friends before her wedding, but with all the different factors messing with her recollection, she just couldn’t place a name or a face.

She felt guilty for not remembering “D”, but at the very least she could give the book another read as a way to show her appreciation. Whoever they were, she hoped they were doing well.

David had seen quite an interesting chain of events in the past twenty years. He and the other Lost Boys watched the people around them struggle with Vietnam, oil shortages, serial killers, The Cold War, the Aids Crisis, and so much more. While they were no strangers to tragedy and hardship in humanity, it still definitely had an impact on their home in Santa Carla.

The people got meaner, the streets dirtier and soon the town was nicknamed “The Murder Capital of the World”. While they certainly contributed to the high body count from their numerous hunts, there were plenty of kills committed by other hands.

The Lost Boys embraced this new world, fully leaning into how wild and violent it had gotten. They loved the 80s the most out of any decade they had lived through, finding pure joy in the loud music, punk clothing, and overall carefree feeling to it all. David and his boys loved the style they got into during this time. Their hair flowed in long mullets, their beautiful eyes were marked with dark makeup, and the leather they already loved was decorated with a variety of pins, patches, and trinkets.

It was truly an amazing time to be a vampire.

However, while David had changed over the years, it wasn’t entirely a good thing. He had always been a bit of a jerk, but as the world grew more violent and cruel, so did he. It didn’t help that after letting his first possible Lost Girl go he put up a wall between himself and humanity. They were either toys to play with or food for him and the others to feast on. None of them would ever be his friend.

It took the span of two decades before he finally opened his heart to a new member of their family. He and the others met Star when she was homeless and sleeping on the beach in the early spring of 1987. While the hippie culture had died down in favor of punk and rock, Star still fully embraced the older style. She was free-spirited, kind, and fun to be around.

Paul, Marko, and Dwayne all begged David to keep her. To give her a taste of his blood so that she could join them. It was a difficult decision to make, but he ultimately agreed to turn her. This time, he wouldn’t let any lingering humanity or guilt hold him back. He was all too happy when she consumed the tainted wine.

Things quickly soured when she realized what they had turned her into. It wasn’t easy getting Star to give in to her thirst. She fought so hard, threatening to leave because she didn’t want to take a life and finish her transformation. David didn’t take too kindly to that. He wouldn’t let the first person he let into the family after twenty years go and abandon his gang.

It was messed up of him, but when he spotted Laddie wandering alone on the boardwalk, he took the opportunity to use him as an incentive for Star to stay. Even the others couldn’t believe David would use a child to keep her from leaving. Still, they were happy she agreed to stay and even more excited to have an adorable little brother to hang out with. As far as David was concerned, he did what was best for his family.

Star would learn to love it in time.

The Lost Boys only came by Max’s video store for two reasons; to flirt with Maria, the cute cashier, and to get on Max’s nerves. Their sire didn’t like being seen with them in public, as their edgy appearance clashed with his dapper, put-together persona. For a man who wanted them to be like sons to him, the man certainly didn’t treat them like family.

While Star was with Laddie at a concert the boys decided to spend some time in the shop, just killing time before they picked the two up. They each filed inside, one by one with David leading them. Of course, Max was not happy to see them, and neither was his hellhound, Thorn. They didn’t care in the slightest, least of all David. It wasn’t like they were going to stay long anyway. At least, that was the plan.

David had just been browsing some shelves when a familiar voice caught his ear.

“Excuse me! I wonder if you could help us”

It wasn’t directed at him, but he still perked up at the sound of it. There was no mistaking it.

Red hair. Fair skin. A soft smile.

Lucy.

Twenty years had gone by, and that sweet voice still rang clear in his memories. David was frozen in his tracks as he watched from behind the opposite side of the counter. His boys hadn’t noticed her yet, but he certainly did. She was older now, her physical age matching Max’s more than David’s. Her long, flowing hair was now chopped short but still framed her face well. Her tight-fitted, bright wardrobe had been replaced with loose, flowing layers in soft colors.

David’s ears were buzzing loudly as he tried to comprehend what was happening. She was back. After all this time, she had come home to Santa Carla. It took all of his focus to pick up on what she was saying to his sire.

“This little boy is lost and we were wondering if his mother might be in here,” she explained to Max. It didn’t surprise him in the slightest that she was trying to help a stranger in need. Too bad she was going to the person that was least likely to do something out of kindness. Thankfully, a woman ran into the store, claiming the child.

The others still hadn’t noticed Lucy in the store. They were all fawning over Maria again, no doubt lovestruck by her pretty smile and cute laugh. On a normal night, David would let his boys have their fun. But he couldn’t have that right now. They needed to see this for themselves.

“Boys,” David said through their mental connection, his voice firm and serious. “Look who it is”

All three of his friends followed his gaze, their playful feelings fading away when they too realized who he was looking at. They all froze, stuck in disbelief that their honorary Lost Girl was back after all these years. Memories of smoking, dancing, and warm hugs were coming back to each of them as they tried to comprehend how much Lucy had “grown up”.

“Holy fucking shit, it’s Lucy!” Marko said first, biting back a smile.

“Little miss stranger herself! Twenty years and she’s still looking really cute,” Paul added.

“Yeah, and it looks like Max certainly likes her too,” Dwayne noted, a frown stuck on his face.

David hadn’t noticed it before, but sure enough, Max had taken quite an interest in her. As he and his boys walked closer, he looked at his creator with daggers in his eyes, daring the older man to try something with her. Max could put on his act of “friendly gentleman shop owner” all he wanted, but David knew who he truly was. He didn’t like how he stared at his old friend, offering her a treat to sweeten her up a bit more with false charms.

All the defensiveness he had for the girl he met in the 60s was flooding back. He remembered how much he didn’t like her husband back then, and he certainly didn’t like what Max was doing now.

“I told you not to come in here anymore,” Max said to David, his voice cold and sharp. That tone lingered as he spoke to the four boys in his head as well. “Can’t you see I’m trying to talk to this nice woman? You boys know better than to interrupt my work”

David glanced at Lucy and then back at his sire, realization hitting him. Max was smitten with her. The girl who almost became their pack member. What were the goddamn odds? He bit back a smirk, wanting nothing more than to laugh hysterically at this situation. Little did Max know that twenty years ago when David was complaining about how terrible he was, this woman had not only agreed with him but thought he deserved to be without a partner.

How ironic this whole predicament was turning out.

The boys each had their own reaction too. Dwayne hadn’t stopped glaring at Max, sending silent threats of what would happen if Lucy was hurt in any way. Marko was smiling at Lucy, just so happy to see her again. Paul was incredibly amused, both from seeing their old friend and how quickly Max was trying to claim her.

They all wanted to stay. To see if she remembered them in some way. However, their sire wouldn’t let that happen.

“All of you leave now. I will talk to you after I close up,” Max ordered.

All four of them knew better than to fight his orders. They each slipped out of the store exit one by one, silently looking back at Lucy one last time before getting to their bikes. David had left first, but he couldn’t help but overhear a piece of their conversation.

“Wild kids”

“Oh, they’re just young! We were that age too once!”

While they gunned their engines and sped off into the night, David couldn’t fight back the smug grin on his face.

You have no idea, Lucy.

“I can’t believe it! What the hell are the odds of us seeing her?” Dwayne exclaimed, balancing on top of the ledge by their bikes.

After running into Lucy at Max’s store, the Lost Boys had huddled up by a corner of the boardwalk where people often went to take a smoke break. When they were far out of reach from the store, they all were bursting from the various emotions they were going through.

“Yeah, no kidding! I almost didn’t recognize her! She’s changed so much,” Marko added. He hadn’t stopped chewing on his nail since they had seen her.

“I miss that pretty, long hair she used to have!” Paul said, somewhat pouty. “But she does still look great! Twenty years has been pretty good to her, hasn’t it?”

David was focused on the cigarette in his hand. He had been chain-smoking for the past several minutes, still trying to wrap his head around what had happened. The first few years after she left he had kept an eye out for her during holidays and summer months just in case she had decided to pay a visit to her hometown for a vacation. After several unsuccessful tries, he had given up, coming to terms with the fact that he wouldn’t see her again.

“Not entirely good,” Dwayne spoke up. “Didn’t you guys notice? She didn’t have the ring she got during her wedding ceremony”

It took every ounce of self-control that David had to stop himself from choking on the smoke of his cigarette. He had been so focused on Lucy herself that he hadn’t thought to check if she still had a ring on her finger after all this time.

“So that’s why she’s back. Things didn’t work out with that jerk after all,” he simply said. “All of the dedication she put into her relationship was for nothing. Can’t say I’m surprised. I tried to warn her and offer her an alternative”

The others looked at their leader with a bit of concern. David had grown so bitter over the past several years, guarding his heart so nobody could hurt him again. He would have sooner hurt the feelings of others before letting his pride be wounded. Even if they still remained loyal to their friend, they all had their concerns about David.

Before they could continue their conversation, Star came down the path and up to their parking spot with Laddie by her side. They would talk it over later. Right now all David wanted to do was get the two of them home, go out for a much-needed hunt and quickly get through the talk with Max later before calling it a night.

They all silenced themselves so neither Star nor Laddie would pick up on what they were talking about. David simply guided her onto the back of his bike while Dwayne helped Laddie onto his own. Paul and Marko got on their own rides, loudly gunning their engines in preparation to take off.

David glanced at Star, waiting for her to say something about Laddie or the concert they went to earlier. To his surprise, she wasn’t focused on him at all. Her gaze lingered on the boardwalk, and David couldn’t help but follow it.

A few feet away stood a boy around their age. A very handsome boy, at that. He was tall, had thick, brown curls for hair, and striking blue eyes. It was almost exactly like looking at the Jim Morrison mural the boys had back in their hideout. David didn’t blame her for staring. Something about that boy was drawing him in as well. A familiar feeling that made David curious about who he was.

As the boy stared at him and Star on the bike, David felt a smile spreading across his face. Amused and flattered by the attention. It was so painfully familiar, enjoying that kind of look. Especially with those blue eyes. It was like he’d seen that very shade before, but he just couldn’t figure out where.

It was the last thing going through David’s mind as he and the Lost Boys rode off down the boardwalk.

Fate wasn’t something David had believed in until tonight. Things like becoming a vampire and meeting his friends were just pure luck in his mind. He had a shitty life as a human, and things had just simply gone in his favor once he turned. That was all it was.

At least until now.

“You’re going to do what to her?”

“Just as I said, David. I’m going to make her my wife. She’ll be your mother!”

The boys were fighting for their lives not to burst out in laughter at the irony of this situation. Out of all the women in the world, it had to be their long-lost friend that Max finally chose to be his vampire bride. The ex-hippie who liked to smoke weed and party with strangers.

“We don’t need a mother. We’ve been fine on our own for decades without one,” David insisted.

The idea of Lucy of all people being their “mother” made his stomach churn. Forget the fact that it was awkward enough given their history, it was worse that Max was going to turn her after David made the decision that she wasn’t built for that kind of life. That would mean that the pain he went through of letting her go and living as a human was for nothing. It felt like a cruel joke.

“Do you even know anything about her?” David snapped at his sire. Normally he wouldn’t push his luck like this, but the protective feelings he had over Lucy were starting to resurface. Marko, Dwayne, and Paul took notice, carefully watching their leader so he wouldn’t say the wrong thing.

“I know she’s friendly, she’s lovely, and she cares about children,” Max said, unphased by David’s sour mood. “In fact, she has children of her own!”

Max pulled out a small picture from his jacket pocket, smiling at it before turning his attention back to the boys.

“Lucy showed me this when we were chatting earlier, and I managed to get this from her wallet before she left,” he explained.

You’re such a creep, Max, David thought to himself. His sire didn’t seem to have any issues with taking her stuff, especially something that included her kids.

“Take a look! This is Sam and Michael”

David would have felt his heart stop if it was still beating.

Michael.

“I always thought that was such a nice name for a boy,” Lucy had told him years ago.

She had gotten what she wanted. A family to love and cherish. Children that got to live and grow and enjoy the ups and downs of life. Suddenly things didn’t look so bad for the situation with her ex. Even if their relationship hadn’t worked out, the real reason he let her go had gone the way she wanted.

And when he got a better look at Michael himself, he truly realized fate might have been something at play in this whole situation.

It was him. The boy on the boardwalk. The one whose eyes looked so familiar. It was because they were something he got from Lucy.

It was all connecting together like one, giant puzzle.

David must have had one hell of a poker face because while he was losing his ever-loving mind on the inside, he remained calm and collected on the outside. Max was none the wiser, as he just had that stupid grin on his face.

“I need you to get these two to drink from the bottle. Once her boys are one of us, then Lucy will certainly join our family,” Max smiled, quite proud of his rather manipulative plan. He really had no shame or conscience after centuries of vampirism. It made David wonder if he’d be that way too if he lived that long.

Lucy would have been really disappointed in him. She had been so kind to him. To all of them. And now he was going to do Max’s dirty work in order to get her involved in their family of vampires. If she recognized them, she was going to be even more hurt.

But on the other hand, this could be their second chance. The boys had been so happy having Lucy as a friend. She brought out the best in them when they were together. All smiles and joy, leaving behind the darker parts of their personalities. She had her heart in the right place, and maybe Max was onto something about her being with them.

David agreed to Max’s orders, but with one condition that he withheld. If he truly was going to do this, he had to test something first.

It was the next night, and David had his plan ready. Or rather, both his plans ready.

He still intended on following Max’s orders for drinking the wine, as there was no way he could possibly go back on such an order. But before that would happen, David wanted to see if there was a chance that Lucy still recognized her vampire friends after being gone for so long.

There were two possible ways this could go. On the one hand, he could convince his old friend that something was wrong since he and the others hadn’t aged in twenty years, giving her a warning to stay away from Max and keep her humanity. On the other hand, she could have zero memories of the boys and just be mildly annoyed by their antics.

Either way, this would hurt David’s feelings. He would never admit it, but he had missed their honorary Lost Girl, and the only thing worse than saying goodbye to her again was being forgotten by her the first time.

Even so, he needed to see for himself where this would all go before moving forward.

Max had hired Lucy as an employee for his store, no doubt as a way to keep her under his eye while he put his plan into motion. Her shift was coming to an end for the night and David and his boys were keeping an eye out for her in the shadows. When he saw her step out into the parking lot, he quickly revved his bike, swooping in on her before Max inevitably showed up.

He and the others wrapped around her in a circle, trapping her in the center while they all spun their motorcycles around. Max had forbade them from speaking to her, but he never said anything about them just driving around her. It was the only thing David and the boys could do to really interact with her.

To his utter shock, she was smiling at them. That warm, sweet grin they had missed for so long. It brought back all the memories they had when they hung out with her. The bubbly, fun-loving hippie chick they adored so much.

They all smiled back, albeit a bit more deviously. All of them wanted her to recognize them. The four biker friends who were still the same age in appearance as the last time she saw them. The boys who drank to her happy future and gave her gifts at her wedding. But that wasn’t what she saw. All Lucy saw were four strangers trapping her in her spot.

“Yeah, Mama!” Paul hollered, adding to the whooping and cheering that Marko and Dwayne had been calling to her.

“Real subtle, Paulie. Don’t call her that,” David shot back to him through their connection.

The more they circled her, the more her smile faded away. Soon she had a panicked expression on her face when she realized they weren’t letting her out. It hurt David so much more than he anticipated, seeing his friend be so scared of them now. But he just couldn’t let her leave after losing her the first time.

Come on, Lucy. You rode on the back of my bike. You kissed my cheek before saying goodnight. You gotta remember us. Please!

A pair of bright lights hit David’s eyes, distracting him from his little moment with Lucy. It was Max’s car shining its high beams as a warning to the boys. The game was up and he had lost. She really had forgotten them, and now there was no way he’d be allowed to get her attention again.

Worried about what Max would say, David sped off, breaking the circle and signaling for the others to follow him. Each of them looked back at Lucy for a moment, wanting one last glance before heading to the boardwalk. It wasn’t easy, but they had no other choice.

“Well, that was a bust. Guess she really forgot about us,” Marko said, disappointed by what had happened.

“I don’t know what we expected. There’s no way she would have thought we were the same guys she met just a few times all those years ago. She doesn’t even know vampires are real yet,” Dwayne pointed out.

“Still hurts though. I would have loved to have one more smoke with her,” Paul pouted.

David didn’t have anything to say. He simply kept his attention on the road ahead of him, fuming about the whole thing. Lucy was going to be Max’s bride and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. He had let her down, even if she didn’t realize it yet.

Maybe in time, he’d have the chance to explain himself to her. If she was even willing to hear him out, of course. But for now, it was all up to their sire.

As David sped down the road, his mind wandered back to Michael. He wondered how close he and his little brother were to Lucy. She must have been a good mother to them if Max wanted her in their family so badly. Michael had that same pull on David that he once had long ago with her. The desire to make him one of them. Unlike his mother, David saw potential in Michael to be one of them. To be a killer. He couldn’t really explain how he knew. He just did.

Perhaps this was a second chance. A sign to open his heart again and have Michael become one of them. It had been so long and given he was related to Lucy wasn’t a coincidence in his mind. Perhaps fate was in fact real. Any sympathy or humanity he had the first time around was gone, and all that remained was greed to keep the blue-eyed boy for himself. Nobody would slip away like before.

You’ll be one of us soon, Michael, David thought to just himself. I made the mistake of letting Lucy go, but I won’t make that with you. Once I have you, I won’t ever let you go.

#Surprise! You thought Michael was like Wendy but he was actually like Jane all along!#I hope you guys enjoy my stupid reference to the direct to video Peter Pan sequel lol #sorry for any emotional damage #the lost boys #my fic #lucy emerson #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #michael emerson #ao3 #star the lost boys #tlb 1987 #tlb

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