A/N: That's why they call me Slim Shady. (I'm back, I'm back.) Anyway, hey there folks! Welcome to MY fourth installment of the Scream franchise. Oh, God, this is gonna be good. I can feel it now. References, puns, a surviving character who was supposed to be dead YEARS ago. Oh, joy! I bet you're all happy I didn't balance the scales, right? 'Cause once you save one, you've gotta save the other. Same for killing, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Also, am I the only one who noticed that the kid, Robbie Mercer, has the same initials as Randy Meeks? His name even has some of the same letters. As you can tell, I finally got my hands on Scre4m (Scream 4) and guess what, this is my story about it.

Enjoy!

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"Think you can handle this?" Randy asked Devin as she took a deep breath, shrugging slightly.

"School's starting on the anniversary, so what?" She replied, straightening her sweater. "The one kid I'm worried about, Robbie Mercer, he's gonna be all over this. So is his friend, Charlie."

"Then get a substitute to come in."

"Babe, I can't." Devin shook her head, grabbing her new, leather messenger bag and slinging it over her shoulder. She looked at the old, worn out one on her dresser, sighing softly as she shook her head again. "I said I'd be there. Some asshole kids just put up those Ghostface guys on the lamp posts to remind people, okay?"

Randy watched her, no amusement in his voice. "We were asshole kids, once upon a time."

"We still are, sometimes." Devin shrugged, draping her denim vest over her messenger bag. "Look, I gotta get going, these kids aren't gonna teach themselves."

Randy's gaze was steadily holding hers before he looked away, reaching up to scratch his eyebrow, the scar that ran through it was visible, but not entirely. "I'll take Ian and Daisy out around town, then. Go visit Sid at her book signing, maybe."

"Tell her I said hi." Devin told him, kissing his lips quickly. She was about to leave the room when Randy grabbed her arm, stopping her.

"Why don't you tell her yourself?" He asked. "We'll drop by and see how things are going."

"Fine, can I go now?" Devin questioned, amusement lacing her voice as she tugged on her arm. Randy let it go and nodded. He walked with her to the shared room her children inhabited. This was where Devin kissed Daisy's head then walked across the room to kiss Ian's head. She then kissed Randy's lips again, saying goodbye before leaving.

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"The essay is due on the twenty-fourth, okay?" Devin said as she stood, taking a binder off her desk in order to slide it into her bag. The students were watching her as she sighed. "Y'know, the bell rang."

"We know." One of the girls, Stacey, said. "I wanted to ask you something, we all did, actually."

"Okay, shoot."

"Uh, how are you? It's the anniversary of what happened with the killers and-"

"And I'm fine." Devin told them, watching them uneasily look between each other. "Look, it was a while ago. I'm over it."

"Are you?" Robbie Mercer questioned, his camera headset was on. "'Cause, your husband has a movie freaked mind and so do you and it'd be great if I could pick your brains and see how you really feel-"

Devin sent him a look that told him to shut up and he stopped talking. "This is history class, but my history isn't a part of it. Class dismissed." All the students stood immediately and filed out. Robbie went down the hall as Devin went the other way, he spoke, then.

"Hey, Mrs. Meeks?"

"What?" She questioned, turning around to look at him as he caught up to her.

"I'm sorry if I offended you or anything. It's just fascinating."

"I know." Devin acknowledged. "Now, get to class."

Robbie nodded. "You got it."

Devin watched him leave before she glanced up at the clock, her dark brown hair shifting as she adjusted her glasses. "2:43." She read. Her teaching-time was over for the day, so she made a break for it just as someone called out to her.

"Mrs. Meeks!"

She glanced behind herself. "School's over, kid. I don't know you the second I step outside, don't talk to me."

"It's about the essay!" The teenager, Jeremy, called out. Devin stopped and turned.

"What do you need?" She sighed.

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

"What?" Devin nearly choked.

"You said to get the opinions of those who like scary movies, considering it's about the history of film and horror movies this week. So, what's your favorite?"

"Oh, uhm... The entire Halloween franchise is my favorite. Jamie-Lee is queen, Jeremy." Devin told him, watching the boy grin.

"I agree. Well, thanks."

Devin stopped him as he went to pass her. "What's yours?"

"Showgirls."

She snorted, making a note to tell Randy what he had said. "My husband said the same thing, way back when." Devin paused. "Hey, what do I always say about Jamie-Lee?"

"She's the scream queen." Jeremy said confidently.

"You're damn right, now go. I have a book signing to get to." Devin urged, shooing him. She walked quickly down the sidewalk, making it into the town square just as she saw Randy walking with their daughter and son, looking at windows.

"Randy!" Devin called, and he snapped his head in her direction. "You see her yet?"

Randy shook his head, watching her run to him. "No, not yet. I was gonna go get ice cream, spoil these little cretins and all that jazz."

Devin grinned, kissing her kids quickly. "Let's go in now, we've got time to get ice cream later."

Randy nodded slightly, the four walking quickly to the book store. Devin spotted Gale and pointed her out to Randy.

"Sid!" Randy called out, getting her attention.

"I'm so happy you two – uh, four," She corrected, looking at Daisy. "Made it!" Sidney side-hugged Randy, considering he was holding Daisy and tightly hugged Devin, who had switched Ian to be at her side rather than Randy's. The couple then hugged Gale and were about to say something when Dewey walked in.

"Dewey, hey!" Sidney grinned brightly, going to hug the taller and older man. He hugged her quickly.

"Hey, Sid." Dewey greeted, hugging Devin and side-hugging Randy. "Gale you made it." He said, looking at his wife before he took his hat off, smoothing out his hair beneath it.

"What's going on, Dewey?" Gale asked, furrowing her eyebrows as the rest of the group did.

"Sid, I'm sorry. I gotta do something here. I'm really sorry." Dewey apologized. "Excuse me!" Dewey called attention to himself. "This will only take a minute! I need you all to stay where you are and remain silent." He ordered.

Devin glanced around to see the horde of people in the book store cluster together, silently speaking amongst themselves before quieting down, listening to their sheriff, Dewey Riley.

"Nobody leaves yet, the sheriff thanks you." Deputy Judy added, pushing a woman and man backwards. Devin rolled her eyes at the blond's presence. She was always hungry for Dewey's attention. Devin knew that the blond would have to go through Gale to get it, though.

"Can this wait, Barney Fife? I'm running an event here."

"Ma'am, this is a police event now." Dewey boomed, his gaze switching to his wife as she whispered.

"What's going on?" Gale questioned. "Yeah, Dewey, what the hell?" Devin asked, watching her friend.

"Gale, this is police business, if you could just let us handle this..."

"Can it, blondie." Devin snapped. "We didn't ask you."

Gale sent Devin an appreciative glance. "I'm talking to my husband, Deputy Judy."

"Listen, there's a phone we believe may have been taken from the scene of a crime. Deputy Hicks has traced its location back to these coordinates. The rest is need-to-know."

Devin sighed as Gale spoke again. "I'm not need-to-know?" Gale was shushed by Deputy Judy, only causing her to send a wild glance the blond's way. Dewey dialed a number in his phone as he glanced to see Randy handing Daisy off to Devin. Dewey then heard ringing and another officer called to him.

"Sheriff, it's ringing out here." The entire crowd inside ran outside to follow the police. Gale, Sidney, Randy, Devin, Ian and Daisy at the front as they followed Dewey. They walked over to the car, the ringing coming from a trunk.

"Dewey-" Sidney started, but was cut off when Deputy Judy put her hand up.

"We're gonna need everyone to stay back!" She ordered.

"Not now, Sid." Dewey said as Sidney spoke.

"It's my rental." This got curious glances from the people around her. Rebecca Walter, Sidney's friend, event manager, etc. tossed the keys to Dewey. He opened the trunk and the entire crowd gasped as pictures smeared with blood were revealed. A mask was resting amongst the pictures, as well as a knife.

"Sid, you've certainly gotten a new style..." Devin whispered, causing her twin to send her an oddly annoyed but humored look.

"Okay, this is now an official crime scene. Lock it down!" Dewey ordered. A camera flashed the second he said that. "Get that camera outta here, get everyone back!"

Sidney spoke then, obvious concern in her voice. "Please tell me this is a prank, Dewey."

Devin shifted Daisy on her hip and held Ian's hand a bit tighter, keeping both their heads turned from the blood smeared pictures as Randy peered over the side of the car, Deputy Judy sending him annoyed looks.

"I'm afraid not, Sid." Dewey sighed, helping Sidney down the curb. "C'mon, let's go." Rebecca walked off, talking to someone on the phone. Devin stepped down onto the curb with Ian, Gale following her as Randy followed suit.

"Step back, you three... four... five." She corrected repeatedly.

"We just wanna see." Devin snapped as Gale shoved Judy's arm out of the way.

"Cover your kids' eyes!" A man called. Another woman did that for her child and Devin turned, shielding Daisy and Ian's eyes from the scene.

"You really shouldn't let a baby and a toddler see this" Deputy Judy advised.

"I know how to be a mother, blondie." Devin informed, her retort quick, almost laced with a snarl. Judy shot her a look, but the look in Devin's eyes made her back off, stepping slightly to the side. "Bitch." Devin muttered, walking back onto the curb.

"So, what do you think?" Randy asked.

"I think we should haul ass out of this shit-hole." Devin confessed, pressing Daisy's right ear to her chest as she covered the left with the hand that was covering her eyes. Ian was zoning out, she could tell. "But that's just me."

"You three – four, sorry." Dewey apologized. "I always do that... I'm still not use to Daisy."

"Everyone isn't, it seems." Randy shrugged.

"I need you to come down to the station."

"Why's that?" Devin asked.

"You're witnesses, to an extent." Dewey told them.

The pair sighed in unison before nodding, going to follow Dewey to his car, Sidney already in the front seat. "Alright, alright." Devin muttered, getting into the car after Dewey opened the door. Randy closed the door beside himself after he got in. Daisy was propped against Devin's chest and Ian was sat on her lap. Randy sent Devin a look, one they'd known for years.

Nervousness. Concern. Disconcerting urgency. "You know what they say..." Randy trailed off, watching Devin nod slightly.

History repeats itself.