It was a quiet ride back to Wilma's house.
The second they arrived back to Wilma's house, they rushed into her dining room.
Wilma sat down at the dining room table and read the potion book.
Barney, Wilbur, Dorothy, Edith, Laurie, and Randall sat down at the table and waited.
Wilma grabbed a bottle with a bright yellow liquid. She opened it up and poured the contents into the bowl.
The contents in the bowl started to bubble and steam.
Wilma grabbed the last bottle with bright purple liquid. She opened it up and poured the contents into the bowl.
The contents of the bowl and the bubbles increased in severity and the smoke thickened.
Barney, Wilbur, Dorothy, Edith, Laurie, and Randall all joined hands, and they silently prayed for Amy to return as a teenager.
"The younger years will return," Wilma called out while she read it from the potion book. She dropped the doll with white yarn for hair into the concoction in the bowl where it immediately sizzled. She clicked on the lighter and a flame shot out. She lowered the flame over the sizzling concoction, and a six-inch flame shot upward.
Wilma shied away, fearful of having her face burnt.
The flame quickly extinguished, and the concoction in the bowled bubbled.
After the bubbling of the concoction ceased, the doll floated.
Wilma carefully grabbed the doll out of the concoction.
Everybody watched while the white yarn hair slowly turned yellow.
"Lord, I did my part. It's time for you to do yours," Wilma called out while she stared at the ceiling.
The faint sound of a Police was heard outside of the house.
"Crap, they're coming to arrest us for breaking into Dorreen's house," Barney called out scared to death.
Wilma looked worried while she jumped up from the dining room table and rushed to the windows.
She peeked out of the curtains. "I don't see any cop cars coming down our street," she told everybody.
The sound of the police siren got louder from outside.
Wilma saw the blue lights of the police car reflect off some houses down her street. "Crap. They're coming down my street and head toward my house," she told everybody.
Barney freaked out and dropped to his knees and scampered under the dining room table to hide.
Wilma looked down and saw her goofy friend trying to hide. She lightly chuckled at the sight.
She continued to peek out the dining room window curtains and saw the police car while it raced down her street with lights flashing and siren blaring.
Dorothy, Edith, and Wilbur stood there frozen with fears of being arrested.
The police siren was louder while the police car got closer to Wilma's house.
"I'm scared," Edith said, and for a split second, she regretted breaking into Dorreen's house.
The blue flashing light of the police car came through the dining room window.
Everybody froze in fear.
Then the flashing blue lights were no longer visible from the dining room window, and the loud sound of the police siren started to dissipate.
"We're safe. The cops are going somewhere else," Wilma told everybody while she continued to peek out her curtains.
Barney crawled back out from under the dining room table.
Everybody looked relieved while the sound of the police siren went away.
"I wonder if Dorreen will tell the police we broke into her house?" Dorothy asked everybody.
Everybody thought about Dorothy's question for a few seconds.
"I don't think so, because she'll have to explain why she used a potion to turn Amy into an old lady. We'll have the doctor on our side," Wilma replied.
Everybody thought about Wilma's response and nodded in agreement and felt safe.
Wilma glanced over at the wooden bowl and the leather book full of potions. She glanced at her old friends.
She glanced back at the book of potions.
Her eyes widened with an idea. "Hey guys, I was thinking of something cool we could try," she told everybody.
They all listened with interest while Wilma proposed her idea to her friends.
Hours had passed, and the medivac helicopter flew over the lighted city of Los Angeles.
A little while later, the helicopter descended toward a hospital in Los Angeles.
The helicopter soon landed on the hospital heliport.
The engine of the helicopter whined down, and the blades slowed down.
Three hospital staff rushed over to the rear of the helicopter.
The pilots got out of the helicopter, and they rushed over to the rear and opened the doors.
The pilots wheeled Amy's gurney out of the helicopter.
The flight nurse got out of the helicopter.
The pilot glanced down at Amy to make sure she was okay. His eyes widened in shock and confusion when he saw that Amy had reversed and her seventeen-year-old body returned. "Where's our patient?" he cried out while he rushed back to the rear of the helicopter and peeked inside.
"What do you mean?" the flight nurse asked.
"Look," the pilot called out while he pointed at Amy.
Shock and confusion grew on their faces of the co-pilot and flight nurse the second they saw Amy, the teenager on the gurney.
"What happened?" the flight nurse cried out.
"Wow! That was a cool ride. But I do wish you had some windows to look out of," Amy said as she knew by the way she felt that her teenage body returned.
The pilot and flight nurse looked stumped.
The hospital staff looked curious as to what had just happened since they were told an old lady would be on board.
They wheeled Amy into the hospital.
The sun started to rise in Phoenix for the start of another day.
Back at the Bradley home, Kate just finished packing three small suitcases for a short trip to Los Angeles to be by Amy's side.
Rick loaded the suitcase into the back of the minivan, and he got inside where Kate and Tim waited.
Rick backed the minivan out of their driveway and drove down the street.
A little while later, Rick drove the minivan on Interstate I-10 heading west to Los Angeles.
Back in Los Angeles, Amy just fell asleep in one of the hospital rooms. She was given an examination and had some blood drawn by one of the nurses for Doctor Moore.
The doctor was on the phone calling Doctor Adams in Phoenix to inform her of Amy's condition when she arrived in Los Angeles.
Rick's minivan was twenty miles west of Phoenix on Interstate I-10.
Kate's cell phone rang, and she looked at the viewfinder and looked worried with the caller. "It's Doctor Adams," she told Rick. "Hello, Doctor Adams," she answered the call.
"I hate to bother you so early, but I got a call from Doctor Moore in Los Angeles. Amy arrived a couple of hours ago, but, well, it appears her body mysteriously returned to her teenage self," she said from Kate's cell phone.
"What?" Kate replied into her cell phone, not knowing if she correctly heard Doctor Adams.
"Amy no longer looks like an old lady. When they landed in Los Angeles and pulled her out of the helicopter, she was back to being a teenager," Doctor Adams said from Kate's cell phone.
"How can that be possible? I mean, she was getting worse as the days went by," Kate said.
"I don't have a clue. Doctor Moore withdrew some more blood and wants to run some more test on Amy," Doctor Adams replied.
"Okay, we're on our way to Los Angeles by road and should be there in five hours," Kate replied.
"I'll let Doctor Moore know," Doctor Adams said and disconnected her end of the call.
"What's wrong?" Rick said while he looked worried the call was bad news.
"Amy's back to normal," she replied and looked happy.
"How is that possible? When she left her, she was getting older," Rick asked and looked baffled.
"Unsolved mystery I guess," Kate said while her eyes welled up so happy Amy was back to normal.
It was a quiet but happy ride west on Interstate I-10 while the Bradley's headed to Los Angeles.
Five hours later, it was a tearful reunion for Amy, Kate, and Rick.
Tim wasn't too excited because he liked Amy as an old lady since she was nicer to him.
Amy was discharged from the hospital the next day and drove home with her family.
She had another examination by Doctor Adams, who wanted to try to find out why she had suddenly aged and turned back to a teenager. Amy was tight-lipped on Voodoo being the cause because she thought Doctor Adams wouldn't believe it anyway.