Okay, first of all, this story is NOT ENTIRELY MINE. It's just a sequel I got for MisGelRcy's oneshot 'When You Love Someone'. If you've read that story before, then you'll understand this story, but if you haven't read it then I highly recommend you to do so. That way, you'll read a horrific Lilo/Stitch oneshot and you'll completely understand this story.

I asked the permission of MisGelRcy before posting this and she said yes, okay?Not stealing ideas or something like that, so don't worry. She knew about this story even before I posted, and she agreed with the idea of me writing a sequel to it.

Thanks a lot, MisGelRcy! I hope you will like this story :)

EDITED VERSION

If They Come Back To You

Chapter 1

Ghosts

Finally, the storm was over.

Stitch opened his eyes slowly. He felt some water still tingling on his throat, as if reminding him of how close he had been to drown. Then he looked down at the house that had been his home for about four years. Its roof was completely torn into pieces, lying on the wet ground; the windows had no glass covering them, and the walls were now just a bunch of soaked sticks.

Then realization hit him. There was no sign of Bolivia… nor Angel and his kids…

"ANGEL!" He screamed out loud. He forgot of his paining legs. He forgot of his aching arms. He just forgot of everything. He jumped off the trunks on which he had been laying unconscious for who knows how long as quickly as he could.

His feet fell first on a muddy puddle, and then his face followed. His legs weren't responding at all, but that didn't stop him. He stood up in a single jump, not as agile as usual though, and then rushed inside the remains of the house. Strangely, as he stepped inside, his mind sent him back to many memories he had of this house and the events before he moved here with Angel and their new owner. He fell into a trance, and his eyes saw no more than memories…

Lilo's eyes popped open at exactly 9:00 P.M. to face the empty cot across her bed. Groggily, she removed herself from the bed. She rode the platform downstairs and entered inside the kitchen. Just as she did, Stitch was leaving the kitchen as well. They didn't see each other and collided with the other person. Stitch, being the strongest, fell on top of Lilo. The girl's heart stopped while his pounded faster and louder that he wondered if she would hear it.

"Stitch?" She asked. "What are you doing?"

"I went to get some food. I was hungry." He replied as he gazed into those chocolate eyes. He licked his lips when his eyes feasted on her pale pink pair, just waiting to be ravished by his. "What about you?"

"I just wanted to eat too. Um, could you get off me?" Lilo replied, feeling her tan cheeks converting to scarlet. She didn't really want Stitch to get off her, but she didn't trust herself to be alone with him and have him on her.

Stitch blushed, but it went unnoticeable thanks to his fur. He stood to get off her then helped her up with the pull of his hand connected with hers. They walked together inside the kitchen. Stitch remembered the tear streaks found on Lilo's face. "Lilo, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong." She smiled.

Stitch reached out to grasp her arm and pull her towards him. "Don't give me that. I've known you for six years Lilo, so I know everything there is to know about my best friend. When you're unhappy, you grab a can of raviolis, you smile way too much, your cheeks shine because of tears, and you don't have that sparkle." Stitch replied all in one breath. Lilo was surprised he noticed her like this, but decided to hide it. "If you have something to say, then say it now."

"Why should I say it now?" Lilo asked.

"I'll be leaving first thing in the morning." Stitch replied.

Lilo felt the remains of her heart shatter. "W-What?"

"Angel and Bolivia are leaving. They're moving to a different island." Stitch responded, willing himself not to cry at Lilo's distressed face. "I have to go with them."

"Why? Can't you stay here with your ohana? Can't you just visit Angel?" Lilo asked, her voice cracking.

Stitch sighed. "I can't do that. Angel is pregnant."

There he was, sitting on a chair and writing a letter for his best friend, the one who had shared so many years of her life with him and as well had fallen in love with him, just as he had fallen for her. He felt so coward, so filthy… writing down all of his thoughts and feelings for her on a piece of paper, instead of facing her and telling her all of those things on her face. But no. Cowardice was his shield by now, as well as this letter… probably the last one he was writing for her.

He sighed. Bolivia and Angel were already waiting for him outside in the car. The claxon rang, and then he knew the time had come. He placed carefully and almost lovingly the sheet of paper on the desk and looked for last time at Lilo… his beautiful and dearest Lilo. He didn't dare to wake her up. Last night had been terrible… probably, she hated him now. His heart trembled at the thought. This was the very last time he would see her, and he wasn't leaving her in good terms.

A little temptation crossed his mind.

Should he…?

After all, this was his last chance…he would never see her nor even touch her after he stepped on that lift.

The claxon rang once more, this time sounding quite impatient. He bit his lower lip. He had to make a choice quickly.

Finally, he gave in. He walked slowly to Lilo's bed, where she slept a troubled sleep. He could see the tear streaks that had marked her pretty face, and a sting of guilt rushed over him. He knew he was the one causing her so much pain, but he had no choice. He had already told her why, but she didn't want to understand. However, the fact that he was leaving her didn't mean that he did not love her anymore. He loved her, and very much, and there was nothing else he wanted more than staying by her side and love her forever. But he just couldn't.

He closed his face to hers slowly, not wanting the moment to end so quickly. Just when his lips were about to brush against hers, the claxon hollered a last time, hurrying him to come down. His face snapped away from hers, and then looked at the ground to finally lift his eyes and look at her. His heart broke in that very moment.

"I'm sorry, Lilo… I really am." He uttered in a whisper, and then walked to the platform.

However, before pressing the button that would bring him down, he ran back to her bed and pressed his lips against hers, feeling his heart accelerating its beat inside of him, almost getting out of his body. This was his only chance, and maybe the only thing he wouldn't regret about this whole thing. He withdrew quickly and then rushed again to the lift, pressing the button clumsily and finally rushing to the door and then downstairs. The two girls and Bolivia's mom were already waiting for him.

"I was wondering if you were still alive" Bolivia joked when he jumped into the car. "You lingered pretty long in there."

"I'm sorry. I was doing some last moment things…" He apologized poorly.

Angel purred in delight as she cuddled closer to Stitch. He put his arm around her automatically, holding her to him. Then the car ignition was turned on, and then they started moving.

The Pelekai house, the place that had been Stitch's home for so long, started turning littler and littler as they kept moving to finally disappear after they took a turn. He was sorry he didn't wake her up to kiss her while she was conscious. He was sorry he didn't say goodbye, but he wouldn't stand to say goodbye once more. If he had said goodbye, then he wouldn't have found the strength to leave his home and Lilo. He barely could stand it when he had left to pilot the BRB, but that time was different from this time. He had at least left half willingly that time. This time he wasn't.

His eyes filled with tears, and even though he tried his best to hold them back, he couldn't stop a little pearly tear to roll down his cheek to finally disappear in the fur of his cheek.

Finally, the airplane had landed on the big airport of Honolulu. This was the second time Stitch was here. The city brought him several remembrances and memories of his days of experiment hunting with Lilo, because the city hadn't changed that much. Bolivia's mom had been offered a better job on this island, so that's why they had had to move to this place.

The girl's parents were divorced, that's to say they were a broken family. She was pretty much like Lilo: lonely and sometimes considered as a weird girl. However, thanks to Angel she was never alone, and then with Stitch joining their family and the soon-to-come pups, the family had grown even bigger. When she met Lilo and Stitch, they made her promise that she would never tell anyone about the experiments, so Angel passed as her dog ever since she was allowed to keep her, and now it would be the same with Stitch. The only one besides them that knew of the existence of aliens was Bolivia's mom, but she had no problem with having aliens in her house.

They waited until their luggage was brought to them. Then they went out to take a taxi while they waited for Bolivia's car to be brought.

"To Kalihi Street, corner with Dillingham Boulevard, please." Bolivia's mom asked the taxi driver, who only nodded and started the ignition. The place wasn't very far away. It was about two miles away from the Honolulu International Airport, so they didn't have too much trouble finding their new home.

It was in an astounding suburb, with several palm trees framing the road and huge ornamental ferns under them. Stitch was quite impressed by this. He had never imagined he'd live in such a place. Their house wasn't very big, but it was beautiful. Its walls were yellow-colored, and it had a little backyard with green, fresh grass. The windows were big and let a lot of light inside the house, and the front yard had several beautiful flowers to adorn the place.

Angel smiled as she leaned her head over Stitch's shoulder.

"This is it. The place where our kids are going to be born and where they'll grow up. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Uh, yeah… it's beautiful…" Stitch murmured. Of course the house was stunning, but it wouldn't be the same than his old house back in Kauai because his old ohana wouldn't be there… especially Lilo.

He shook his head. He wasn't going to torment himself with old memories of his former life. He had started a new one, and he wouldn't give it up. He had to live the present and stop living in the past so he could keep moving forward. He looked down at Angel's abdomen, which was growing bigger by day. He put his hand there, and then Angel's followed. He would not give up his kids either. They needed him, and he knew that.

And since that day, he vowed to himself that he would not remember his former life or Lilo. He would restart as if nothing had happened before he came here.

But Lilo's memory never left him, even though he had promised…

"Hurry up, Daddy! I want to be the first one to get to the beach!"

Stitch's youngest daughter, Aleia, was already waiting outside for him with her older brother, Kenny. Everybody was waiting outside for Stitch, the only one remaining inside the house. Bolivia would take them all to the beach in the old Chevrolet van while Bolivia's mom wasn't home. She was already sixteen, and she had a special permission to drive, so she knew how to take advantage of her special license.

"Coming!" Stitch shouted from inside his and Angel's room. He grabbed his towel and then finally rushed downstairs to meet his family.

"Hey Daddy, you delayed ages in there!" Aleia said playfully as she grabbed her dad's hand and brought him into the van. Stitch smiled at her and kissed the top of her head. They weren't older than one year and they already had a lot of energy.

Little Kenny had dark purple fur, and his body structure resembled a lot to his father's, but his temperament was very much like Angel's: calm and quiet. Aleia was still a little girl, so her curves hadn't appeared yet, but her body would look like her mom's someday, and she had long antennas as well.

However, she kept more resemblance to her dear daddy. Her fur was almost the same color as Stitch's, only a little lighter, and her faces were sometimes very much like Stitch's, as well as her temper. She loved as well coconut cake, but unlike to her dad, she hated coffee. She liked coke a lot better, and it had almost the same effects that coffee had had on Stitch when he had been younger.

Finally, they got to the beach. The kids went out quickly and then rushed to the water to swim. They hadn't inherited their father's great molecular density, so they could swim as much as they wanted. Then Bolivia and Angel went out and Stitch got out at last. The girls went to extend their towels on the sandy ground to take a rest and watch the kids, and Stitch went to the edge of the beach to play a little with his kids there.

After a while, he let them play by themselves and then just sat there, letting the sea to touch his feet. He was pretty tired by then, maybe because he hadn't eaten anything, but the kids seemed to be as full of energy as always. He closed his eyes for a while and then let his mind wander everywhere. He was thinking about a lot of random things when Lilo popped into his mind.

His eyes opened suddenly, and the smile on his face faded away. It had been nearly one year since he had last seen her, but it had been less since she had last come to his mind. He thought of her almost everyday, indirectly or directly, but there was always something that reminded him of her.

For example, last Christmas. Bolivia's aunt and cousins had come over to visit them for the holidays. Aleia had befriended the youngest girl, who was six years old. When he watched them playing together, he remembered the old days when he and Lilo would play like these kids.

But these days were gone forever. He would never see her again, and he knew that. He sighed as he lifted his eyes to the horizon and then let them move to the water. He wondered briefly if the water he was touching had already been touched by her.

"What a stupid thing" he thought "I promised myself I would never think of my old life again, and here I am, remembering her. How much I wish I had Amnesio around here…"

"Boojibu?"

He whirled his head to see a smiling Angel behind him. She sat beside him and watched as their kids played in the water.

"Everything okay? I see you're quite thoughtful."

"Yeah, I'm okay… just wondering about a few things." Stitch replied. He took Angel's hand and kissed it, while she only giggled and rested her head on Stitch's shoulder. She loved him, and he knew that. For their sake… he really shouldn't be thinking about his past when he already had this: a family he should take care of. Besides, he loved Angel, if not as a lover, at least enough not to want to hurt her with those thoughts of his. He would promise again, but it was to no avail. He knew he would always remember Lilo, no matter what…

"Daddy, who's this?"

Stitch turned his head to see Aleia showing him a photo. He looked carefully at it and felt his heart stinging. It was one of those old photos of Lilo and him hugging.

"Oh… you don't know her." He replied calmly as he turned around to move some boxes around, trying to avoid the question. They had been arranging Bolivia's attic to make out of it a room for Aleia, since she couldn't share the same room that her brother used, since they had grown older and needed their own space. In experiment years, she was still eight years old, but she was very intelligent for that age.

"Still, I want to know…" She insisted. "Here's another photo."

Stitch turned once more his head, this time to see a photo of Lilo's 12th birthday, the last in which he had been there. In the picture, he was shown kissing Lilo's cheek, and her face seemed to be turning a little red.

"Who's she?" Aleia asked again. Stitch sighed as he sat on one of the boxes.

"Well, she's Lilo. She was my best friend. We know each other since I was a pup and since she was a six-year-old girl. She taught me all of the things that now I'm teaching you about Ohana."

"And what happened to her? If she was your best friend, why did you leave her? Wasn't she your Ohana?" Aleia asked, seemingly confused. Stitch dropped his eyes.

"Well, you know… it's a very long story. I had to leave because your mother was pregnant and I had to take care of all of you, and well… I kind of… didn't want to be a burden for her and my old family."

"Oh… I see." The little alien girl sighed and then went back to arrange the old things in there. In the following three hours she stayed there, she found more photos, but she didn't tell anything to her father. Instead, she watched them carefully and read the things that some of them read on the back part. When Bolivia's mom called everybody for dinner, she asked them to bring her food upstairs so she would eat there, and nobody complained about it.

That same day, Stitch and Aleia finished arranging the things of the attic and brought her bed and stuff to her new room. Then that night, when she had to get into bed, Stitch went into her room to read her bed story. It was a routine they had: Angel would go with one of the kids, and Stitch would go with the other. This time, it had been Aleia's turn to be with Stitch. After he finished reading her bed story, he kissed her forehead and started walking away.

"Daddy, wait!" Aleia called suddenly. Stitch stopped and walked back to Aleia's bed.

"What's wrong, honey?" He asked. Aleia sat up on her bed and fidgeted nervously with her fingers.

"About that girl… Lilo, right?" She asked. Stitch nodded, getting quite nervous.

"Yeah, what about her?"

"I wanted to ask you something until mom wasn't around…" She started. She sighed and then went on. "Did you love her?"

Stitch hesitated for a split of second, but then nodded quickly.

"Of course I loved her. She was my best friend!" He said.

"No, that's not what I mean. I mean, did you love, love her? Like more than just a friend?"

Stitch was silent again for a few moments, and then talked again.

"Why?"

"Because I found more photos of you two and your old family… but mostly of you two. It kind of looked like… I don't know if I'm right, but… it seemed like you two loved each other a lot."

Stitch gulped, but with the silence around the room it was clearly heard. He knew he couldn't lie to her, because she would realize of it. He sat down on her bed and took her hands in his.

"Look, Aleia, this is very delicate, and I don't want you to tell this to anybody, especially your mother…" He stopped for a few moments and then went on. "I was in love with Lilo. Very much in love, but I couldn't be with her because she's human and I'm not. The worst of all things is that she returned the feeling. I tried very frequently to avoid her, to convince myself that the one I loved was your mother, and don't get me wrong, because I do love her. It's just that I loved Lilo… in a different way. Then your mom got pregnant, and I had to leave with her. Lilo was distraught, and we discussed the last night I was there. I haven't seen her for four years now…"

By then, Aleia's eyes were wide open, as well as her jaw. Stitch looked at her and shook slightly her hands.

"Please promise me you won't tell this to anyone, Aleia… not even your brother." Stitch said, knowing of how sensible Kenny was despite being the oldest one of the two.

Aleia nodded slowly. "I… promise."

And so it had been. Aleia kept her promise and never told anyone about her dad's secret.

Stitch finally came back from all those memories. He remembered again he was there to look for his family, so he didn't lose any more time. He rushed into the remains of the kitchen and started moving away the beams that now covered the floor. Nobody was there.

He dashed to the stairs then, but there were no stairs anymore. He had to climb the walls to get to the next level very carefully so he wouldn't fall. It was a miracle the walls didn't just fall apart. He got into Kenny's room, but there was no sign of him. He moved away frantically the thick sticks from the floor, and then what he saw took his breath away from his body.

Kenny was there, laying motionless on the floor.

"Kenny!" Stitch barely could gasp. He fell onto his knees and took his son in his arms, but the kid didn't move anymore. Stitch ran his fingers through his son's dampened fur, unmaking the tangles that had gotten there. He cried silently to himself, realizing that there was nothing else he could do. He laid the kid gently on the floor, willing himself not to cry and remembering himself that he still had to find the rest of his family.

He stumbled to the next rooms, first Bolivia's and then his and Angel's room, but he found nothing in there. He climbed down once more to the first level, trying to seek for them in the places he had just skipped, but again, nothing. Then he noticed that the door that led to the garage was half opened. Maybe they had entered there…

He walked this time, instead of running. He didn't know if he was growing tired or if he was afraid of finding what he had found in Kenny's room, but that didn't matter too much. To his horror, when he got there, the whole garage had come down. There was no light inside there, and the only thing that stopped the ceiling from touching the floor were the remains of Bolivia's van.

"Angel! Bolivia! Aleia!" He called out with a hoarse voice, but he got no response. With his last strength, he started lifting the ceiling, and then some light was let in, and then he saw it.

Angel and Aleia laid lifeless in a muddy puddle, apparently dead.

Stitch let out a painful cry, and then he just let go of the ceiling and went to the place where the bodies laid down. He finally let out his heart, crying as he held his girls, one his boojibu and the other one his little girl, his Aleia.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" He barely whispered in a soft cry, and then held them closer to him. "I'm sorry I didn't save you… I should have… I had to… if only I had been here when you needed me… but I wasn't…"

"Uhh… daddy…"

His breath cut all of sudden when he heard that childish voice. He immediately pulled the girls away and looked at Aleia's face, whose eyes were struggling to open. He felt like screaming with joy, jumping until his head hit the remains of the ceiling, but he knew he had to get Aleia to somebody who would know if something was wrong with her. He held her close meanwhile, his tears slipping into his daughter's fur.

"Oh, honey… everything will be okay… don't worry, we'll make it through…" He said, looking at Angel's dead body, feeling his chest clench with anguish. The girl loved her mom a lot, and he knew it would be hard for her to keep moving forward without Angel with them or her brother. But right now, the most important thing was that she was alive, and he needed to get her with somebody who knew experiments perfectly…

"We've got to bring you to Jumba… and go back to Kauai." He murmured into his daughter's fur, lifting her from the ground. He started walking out of the house, but his mind was already in Kauai. He would see his old Ohana again… and that included Lilo.

Lilo…what am I going to do when I see her again?

So far, I've got chapter 2 almost done, but I'm not posting it until maybe next week. I'll go camping in a very far away place (La Sierra Norte de Puebla) with a group of young people from church, so don't expect to hear anything from me during these days until Friday of next week. I hope you all liked it so far.

I thought that it might seem like Aleia was Stitch's favorite kid, but that's not the case. I only showed a close up of the relationship she has with her dad because she was the only one of the pups who would survive to the hurricane, so you could get to know her better. I hope you'll grow to like her as the story goes on.

Okay, I guess I have nothing else to say...so please R&R!

P.S. Aleia's name doesn't mean anything in Hawaiian, unlike to the Lilo/Stitch kids' names I got in 'Bring back my Angel'. I only liked that name for her. I sounded kind of cool to me XD.