Author's Note: Hello There!! I hope all of you enjoyed Michaellover and I's first Friday the 13th story: "Victims and Lovers". And I hope you enjoy it's sequel. Please remember, these stories take a lot of hard work to write and we do love REVIEWS but PLEASE do be considerate and NO FLAMING. Erin/Jason shipping rocks and if you don't like it....then DON'T READ. And IF you do like it....THEN THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS!
Story Info: Last time we saw our lovers, they had twin babies, Danny and Linda. Now, the kids are five years old....
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Chapter Two
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Erin looked up into Jasons eyes. as blue as the sky and just as soft.
"Thank you Jason...for saving my life..."
Jason held her tighter. He placed in the bed and crawled in besides her, rubbing her curled up as tight against him as possible and fell asleep.
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It had been a few days since the incident at the pool. Danny and Linda spent most of the time helping Ian with Mittens and her babies. Though, Linda was very much attached to her mother and stayed at her side until Jason got home from work. Erin didn't mind, she knew it was in Linda's instincts to want to be at her side.
It was late Friday afternoon. Danny and Ian were feeding the chickens out in the pen. Linda was at the table coloring, and Erin stood at the kitchen sink washing up some dishes. Jason came home from work a second later.
"Hi daddy", Linda said, smiling and looking up from her coloring book.
Jason went over and kissed the top of her head, she looked like she was concentrating really hard to stay in the lines in her coloring book. He smiled at this. He went over to Erin and put his arms around her, kissing her.
"Yuck", Linda stated, giggling behind her hand.
Danny and Ian came in from out back.
"Look at we got. Eggs", Danny exclaimed holding up the basket.
"Oh perfect, we can have them for breakfast", Erin replied happily.
"I swear they're laying them faster. I had a basket last week and the week before that", Ian said, shaking his head.
Danny carried the basket over to the table to set them down, Erin made a face and went over to him.
"Danny, stay still, okay", She replied softly.
She lifted up his shirt and noticed some red spots on him, there was also some red irritation from where he had scratched them, apparently thinking it dry skin.
"Sweetie, has your back been bothering you?" Erin asked.
"Just a little. But one of the other kids had the park had spots", Danny stated.
Erin gave him a gentle smile, "Sweetie, you have the chicken pox".
"I have what?" Danny asked, his eyes becoming round.
"Is he gonna turn into a chicken?" Linda asked.
"No", Erin corrected her, laughing gently, "Just means he's gonna have to stay in bed for a few days".
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Jason looked at the spots on his sons skin. He vaguely remembered when he had gotten chicken pox as a child. it had been very itchy, and his mother had made him take a bath in oatmeal.
Linda went over to where Danny was and looked at his spots. "You look like you have pimples EVERYWHERE like the stinky guy who runs the movie store."
Danny, instead of being offended, smiled, "Look at me! I'm stinky Joe!" he said imitating the mans voice.
Linda giggled.
Erin smiled at Linda, "Sweetie, take Danny up to his room and help him into his PJ's. And DON'T let him scratch his chicken pox."
Danny pouted a little, "But they're itchy!"
Erin nodded, "I know, but you'll get them infected if you scratch. that would be bad."
Danny sighed. Linda took his hand and pulled him up the stairs, very proud to be in charge of her big brother for once.
Ian smiled at Erin, "You sent her up there so she could get it too, huh? My mama use to do the same thing with me and my brother."
Erin nodded, "Better for them both to get it now, anyway."
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Once upstairs, Linda helped her brother get his PJ's on.
"Danny, mommy said not to scratch", Linda said, swatting at his hand as he scratched his arm.
"I'm just scratching my arm", Danny pointed out.
"But they could be on your arm!" Linda told him, "I have an idea".
Linda left the room. She came back with her fake oven mitts from her dress up box and....
"Linda, is that?..." Danny asked, clenching his fists so he wouldn't scratch his pox.
Linda nodded, "The pox will probably spread to your face like the pimples on that smelly guy. Daddy's hockey mask should work", she added, putting the hockey mask on her brother.
Danny stood in front of the full length mirror that was on the back of their door.
"Linda, I look ridiculous", Danny muttered.
"No ya don't. You look like a hockey player wearing pink oven mitts", Linda explained.
Danny sighed. They went back down stairs a moment later. Erin turned around when the kids came into the kitchen and just about fell over with laughter. She had to lean against Jason, she was laughing so hard. Ian came out of the bathroom to see what was so funny. He had to lean against the wall, to keep himself up right.
Linda and Danny just exchanged looks.
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Jason was the only one who did not laugh. Not only could he sense the fact that his son felt silly, but...Jason just didn't like the idea of his son wearing his mask. He had a bad feeling about it. He gently moved away from Erin and took the hockey mask off. Patting his son on the head. Danny smiled a bit.
"Thanks dad..."
Jason nodded, giving a small smile. He then went upstairs to soak his mask in bleach to kill any chicken pox germs.
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Linda pouted, "Well, I thought it was a good idea..."
Erin smiled, "The oven mits were good idea, sweetie."
Linda absentmindedly scratched at her wrist, which seemed itchy. Erin smelled the beginnings of a chicken pock and nodded to herself.
"You go change into your night gown, sweetie. You and Danny can watch cartoons in the living room and I'll bring you some orange juice."
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With both kids on the couch, watching cartoons and drinking orange juice, it seemed to take their minds off the itching, for now. Ian had headed off to work and Mittens was sleep with her kittens, so it was just them in the living room. About an hour or so later, Linda had fallen asleep on the rug just in front of the TV. She'd been coloring and had fallen asleep amongst her crayons.
"Come on Danny, bed time", Erin said softly, shaking her son's shoulder.
"Okay", Danny replied, rubbing his eyes.
Erin got up from the couch. She went over and lifted up Linda off the floor. Linda snuggled against her mother's shoulder. Jason got from the recliner and went over to Erin. Danny gave his daddy a sleepy hug good night before turning to go upstairs. Jason leaned down and kissed Linda's head.
"I'll be right back", Erin muttered softly, smiling.
Jason nodded, smiling.
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Danny was already passed out on his bed. It was so warm, the kids wouldn't need their covers. Erin carried Linda over to her bed and laid her down.
"Night mommy, love you", Linda said, sleepily.
"Night sweetie. Love you", Erin replied back, "Night Danny".
"Night", Danny muttered, rolling over.
Erin left their bedroom and headed back down stairs.
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Erin went downstairs. Jason was sitting on the couch. Ian had left for work already. Erin sat down beside him curling against him. Jason nuzzled the top of her head. Erin leaned in to kiss him but Jason pulled away slightly.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Jason got a sheet of paper and wrote: 'I don't want to wake the kids, since they're sick.'
Erin sighed, "Oh. I guess you're right..."
Jason gave a smile and kissed her forehead. He went upstairs to their room. when he came down, he was wearing his mask and had his machete in hand. He always wore his Jacket. other than the new jeans and shirt he looked just like he had back before they moved. Erin looked up at him
"You're going to patrol the woods around the town, aren't you?"
Jason nodded. Erin stood and gave him a hug, "Be careful."
Jason gave her a firm hug and headed out the back door.
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Upstairs, Linda heard the door shut. she climbed out of bed, rubbing her eyes, and looked out the window. She saw her father walking into the woods. Because of the angle he was at, she could see neither the mask, nor the machete.
"I wonder where Daddy's going..." she asked herself.
Looking over at Danny, and seeing all the pocks he had, she decided not to wake him. So, grabbing her jacket, she crept down the stairs and snuck out the back door. following her
fathers footprints.
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Erin waited about another twenty minutes before going upstairs to check on the kids. When she reached their room, she could barely see. She opened the door, which had been left a jar. Going into their room, she went over to Danny, he was still asleep. She gently kissed his cheek. Looking over at Linda's bed, she noticed it was empty. It was wasn't unusual for Linda to be out of bed, sometimes, she got up and went into her parents room.
Erin, guessing that's where she went, walked to her and Jason's room. She went in but the bed was empty. Her heart started racing just a bit fast. Erin rushed back to her children's room and woke Danny, despite the fact he was sick with the pocks.
"Danny, where's your sister?" Erin asked quietly.
"Why? Isn't she in bed?" Danny asked.
"No. She's not in her bed. And she's not in mommy and daddy's room either", Erin said.
"Maybe she went down to uncle Ian's", Danny replied.
Erin nodded and rushed down stairs. She went to Ian's room. Linda wasn't there. Erin fell against the wall, fingers clenching her hair. She some-what calmly turned on all the lights in the house.
"LINDA!" Erin called, going and leaving each room, including the basement.
Erin rechecked each room, looking through everything small enough for her daughter to crawl or get into. She rushed outside, grabbing a flash light and checking the yard, front and back. When Ian got home an hour later, Erin was in a complete break down.
"What's going on? What's wrong?" Ian asked.
"Linda....Linda's not in the house. I checked everywhere. I checked the yard, I checked everywhere!", Erin sobbed, she had collapsed onto her knees.
"Where's Jason?" Ian asked.
"He's out patrolling the woods...", Erin trailed off, her eyes becoming bigger, "He wouldn't take her with him! I know he wouldn't!", she paused, her mind working fast, "You don't think...you don't think she'd follow him do you?!"
Ian wasn't sure what to do or even what to say. But Erin looked like she was about to have a nervous break down, however....she was pretty close. She grabbed hold of Ian.
"Oh my god!...", Erin sobbed, "She has no idea....he has his hockey mask on and carrying the machete....she has no idea!"
It was the last thing Ian heard from Erin as she let go of him, sobbing into her hands and knees.
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Linda, completely unaware of the emotional breakdown her mother was having, continued following her fathers footprints until the ground was so covered with leaves that she couldn't see them anymore.
"Where could he have gone...?" Linda whispered to herself, trying to avoid scratching her arms, which were beginning to itch.
She wandered blindly through the woods, being a quiet as possible, and hoping she'd catch sight of him soon.
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Jason wandered through the woods, listening for any signs of intruders or stupid teenagers who had decided to sneak out and act like idiots. He heard voices coming from somewhere up ahead. Under his mask, he smirked.
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Jose turned to Hunter, "Man why do we have to do this all the way out here?"
"Cause the last time we did it in town we nearly got caught," Hunter said. He looked around," this is good."
Jose stopped, "Finally..." he reached into his bag and pulled out to Bongs and a bag of weed.
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Linda stumbled through the woods, she heard smelled something funny. Disgusted by the smell, but her curiosity peaked, she headed in the direction it was coming from.
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Jason looked with hate upon the two boys, practically adults, smoking pot out of their bongs. They'd only just started but already they were high, babbling nonsense. His grip on his machete tightened. as he listened to them, slightly amused.
"Hey...Jose...why are they called fingers...? Have you ever seen them 'fing'?" Hunter asked, his voice thick and hazy
"I don't think so...." Jose said, suddenly tittering," man, I got the munchies.."
"Me too..." Hunter replied, to stoned to notice Jason walking over, his machete poised to kill.
He stopped right next to them. Jose finally looked up and noticed him.
"Hey, Hunter, check it out! it's the pilsbury dough boy!" and he's got a kick ** jacket on!"
Jason almost laughed as he brought down his machete.
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Linda emerged from the woods into the small clearing, her eyes widening in terror as she absorbed the scene. It was too dark to see specific features, but she could see a large man killing two teenage boys. Blood splattered everywhere as his machete cut though their bodies like a knife through butter. Intestines burst from ripped open stomachs. The severed head of Hunter rolled across the ground, stopping at Linda's feet.
She screamed.
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Jason looked up at the sound of the scream, his mask spotted with blood. He moved forward, and then stopped, frozen in shock.
It was LINDA!
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Linda saw the large man with the bloody mask on take a step towards her.
"Monster! Help! monster!"
She turned and ran blindly through the woods, screaming in absolute terror, not caring that she was going deeper into the woods, away from home, she just had to get away from that horrible man! Branches clawed at her as tears streamed down her face.
"Daddy, where are you? Help!"
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It didn't take Jason anytime at all to realize if Linda was out here, then Erin was losing her mind at this very moment. He quickly discarded his jacket, mask and machete, dropping them to the ground. Whipping he hands on the jacket. He ran in the direction of where Linda had taken off to.
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Linda stopped suddenly, she was in another small clearing. But she was away from the man with the bloody mask. She didn't recognize where she was at all. She dropped to her knees and started crying again. She wanted to go home. She didn't know where her daddy was but at the moment however....she wanted somebody else...
"M..mommy...M..mommy!" Linda sobbed loudly.
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Jason stopped, listening carefully. He heard Linda's cries for her mother only moments later. He followed the direction of her voice. He found the small clearing only ten minutes later. Linda was on the ground, sobbing into her knees. His stomach turned over and over as he thought about what happened a few moments earlier. Linda looked up when she heard the leaves on the ground move.
Her face was teared stained and some what warm looking. Jason knew the pocks on her skin were probably giving her a slight fever. Which wasn't good if she was outside. Linda whipped her face when she saw who it was.
"Daddy!" Linda exclaimed, scurrying over to him and throwing her arms around his legs.
Jason lifted her up into his arms, rubbing her back soothingly.
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Danny couldn't go back to sleep. Not after hearing his mother's emotional breakdown. He felt guilty, as Linda's big brother, only by twenty minutes, he should have stopped Linda from leaving the house. He glanced out the bedroom window. The trees were still for a few moments, it was dark down in the yard. But then Danny saw something coming out of the line of trees.
Danny ran to the top of the stairs.
"Mommy! Uncle Ian! Daddy and Linda are back!" Danny replied, loudly.
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Erin, after hearing her sons cries, ran out the door, Ian right behind her. She ran right into Jason, who was holding Linda tightly, and tears began streaming down her face afresh.
"LINDA! Oh, my god, Linda!" she sobbed embracing her.
"Mommy!" Linda said, crying just as hard,"Mommy...We have to call the police!" she said.
Erin looked at her for a moment, wiping her eyes, "W-why?"
Linda teared up again," I saw a monster!"
Ian and Erin exchanged looks. Erin forced herself to calm.
"What do you mean, 'monster?' " Ian asked.
Linda clutched the front of Jason's shirt tightly, trembling.
"I wanted to follow Daddy, so I snuck out. Then I couldn't see his footprints anymore, but then I smelled a funny gross smell so I went towards it, It was really dark but I saw a big man killing two people and a head rolled over and landed on my foot!"
She held up her bare foot, showing blood drops on her toes. she buried her face in Jason's chest, completely unaware that HE had been who she saw.
"And the man looked up and saw me and I ran because I thought he was gonna kill *me* next. And I ran and I called for daddy and you and then daddy found me..." she coughed loudly, Jason patted her back. she looked at her mother tiredly, "My chest hurts..."
Erin felt her forehead. she was getting a fever. Jason took her inside and set her on the couch, covering her with a blanket. He stoked her back gently until she fell asleep, her face flushed. Danny came downstairs, Erin told him not to bother Linda until morning, but he still crawled in next to her, clutching his sister protectively in his grip.
"Linda," he whispered to himself,"Don't ever scare us like that again..."
Linda just gave a sleepy sobb and curled into her brother.
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Erin, Ian, and Jason went into Ian's room. Erin was pale. Ian paced back and forth. Jason looked solemn.
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Jason kept a solemn expression on his face, he stared down at the floor. He couldn't believe what Linda had called him. He knew she didn't mean it but...it still hurt. He glanced at Erin. She had never once called him a monster. But there was a difference between Linda and her. Linda was just a five year old girl. She was still too young to understand. However, her small screams still played over and over again.
Erin went over to Jason after a second or so. When he felt her face press against his chest, he looked down at her. Jason gently ran his fingers against her hair.
"I'm...so sorry", She sobbed, sniffling a little, "I shouldn't have...let her leave...the house".
Jason passed his hand against her cheek, whipping away the tears that had stained them so many times. He lightly kissed her forehead, trying to keep her calm. After almost drowning in front of the kids and now this, he knew this more than she could handle.
"Look, why don't you two go to bed, I'll sit with the kids", Ian finally spoke up.
Jason nodded for both of them. He lifted Erin into his arms and carried her the upstairs. Ian went into the living room and sat in the recliner, looking over at Danny and Linda, who were curled up together.
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Once inside their own bedroom, Jason set Erin on the bed. He reached over and grabbed his pad of paper and a pen.
"Erin, it's not your 's mine. I should have made sure I wasn't being followed...I can't believe Linda saw me kill...That she called me a monster..."
Erin wrapped her arms around Jason's middle, "She didn't know it was you, Jason," she said.
"I know," he wrote, "But if she'd figured it out..." He couldn't write anymore. He didn't want to know what she'd think if she'd realized it was HIM.
Erin hugged him tighter. He kissed her forehead.
"I can't let this happen again..." Jason wrote.
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Erin looked up at him and nodded but continued to hug him. Jason looked at her, she seemed more tired than he'd ever seen her. He gently moved away from her and put away his pad of paper and pen. He went over to her and carefully laid her back on the bed. He laid down with her after turning off the light. Erin snuggled against him and drifted off to sleep. Jason rubbed her back gently as she slept.
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Danny and Linda's chicken pox had increased over night and not only was Linda sick but so was Danny. Both had small fevers. Nothing that ice cream and orange juice couldn't fix.
"I thought I'd never see the day when you'd allow vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup on waffles", Ian said, laughing.
Erin smiled as she sat at the kitchen table across from him, Jason sat next to her. Jason looked at her, she hadn't slept peacefully. He caressed her hair away from her face.
"I think I'm going to go back to bed", Erin replied, getting up.
Danny and Linda met their mother as she headed for the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Danny asked.
"Back to bed. Mommy didn't sleep very well", Erin told him, smiling gently.
Linda looked up at her mother. Almost giving her an identical sleepy look.
"Can I go back to bed with you?" Linda asked.
"Sure", Erin agreed, smiling and picking her up.
Danny went into the kitchen with his half empty glass of orange juice.
"Mommy and Linda went back to bed. Mommy took Linda with her", Danny exclaimed sitting down at the table next to his daddy.
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Jason nodded. He tussled his hair and headed for the door.
"Where's Daddy going?" Danny asked Ian
"He...has to go take care of something," Ian said.
"What does he have to do?"
"Just somthing for...work," Ian said in what he hoped was a bored way.
Danny shrugged and went back into the living room.
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Jason carefully traced his steps back to where he'd dropped his mask, Jacket, and Machete. He picked them up, ignoring the bodies, and made his way back home. he went over to the small tool shed in the back yard where they kept their chicken feed and pulled up a loose floorboard. He quickly deposited his things there and then made sure the nails were hammered down tight.
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End of Chapter Two
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