A/N Last chapter was a bit all over the place wasn't it? Aha, this one should be better. Its just getting into the whole storyline I have planned.

Scream Forever and Always .

2:Horror At Home.

Sidney: 'Gale,Dewey, that's FANTANSTIC news! I'm so happy for you guys!' the notorious Prescott survivor gushed in delight at her closest friends news, feeling a warmth inside at the announcing of a Riley Baby. Letting go of all her bad thoughts and jealousy that were all fuelled towards to happy couple, hey, they had everything and each other, while her, Sidney, had no-one. Seeing them all lovey and mushy was enough to make any single person either want to throw up or, or claw their eyes out with envy. She Let go off that, And just felt excitement for them.

Dewey smiled sheepishly and put an arm round his beaming wife, gently resting her hand on her now flat stomach, excited for the time when it was round with their baby,as she put her head on his shoulder, dark hair falling behind her in waves.

Dewey: Thanks Sid, it means a lot for you to be pleased about this.

Gale nodded with a yawn which she tried to suppress, Dewey laughed and ruffled her hair. Sidney rolled her eyes at their cute exchange, it was hard to be unhappy around these to when they were like this, you had to smile. Although, when they rowed, sheesh! You really didn't want to be there!

Sidney: Do you guys ever stop, like being all cute?

Gale giggled girlishly: Not unless he annoys me!

Dewey: Don't you mean, not unless he tries to prove I'm wrong?

Gale muttered a quick shut up,and something that sounded like 'Im never wrong!' before standing up and grabbing her phone from the side.

Sidney and Dewey both watched her with interest, Gale was mesmerising any day but add a pregnancy and she was hard to ignore. If you saw her in the street, you'd want to talk to her. And still look on in a awe as you realised she was bitch. Obviously why she was such a good journalist. That and her ice cold bitch demeanour that rolled off her when she walked into a room. The Rileys sounded like the start of a fairytale love story, The cute cop that no-one took seriously, and the hard hearted news woman, who was a mediocre writer. They were a couple that shouldn't work, but did.

Sid:Hows the Journalism coming on Gale?

Dewey: Dont go her stand on that! She will be ranting all night.

His wife whacked him round the head as she sat back down, iphone in hand: Dewey seriously, shut up. Its fine thank you Sid, but im more into writing right now, and it'll probably be that way until i've had the baby. Dew's already told me im not allowed to go investigating any murders or massacres so it makes sense to be at home instead running round reporting crap.' her tone empty with a touch of irritation and resentment at not being able to do the job, that made Gale, Gale.

Her husband rolled his eyes at her dig at his protectiveness: I just dont want you getting hurt Gale!

Gale: Are we really doing this now Dewey? I told you, fine. I wont go back to work until after the baby. You got what you wanted, I only bought it up because Sid asked!

Sidney stifled a laugh at husband and wife, and decided it was time to start dating again. She wanted love like Gale and Dewey's. A Love that could argue about the simplest thing then seconds later be back to the golden couple

Sid: Guys..Don't argue! Your supposed to be all happy that your having a baby, think about work later. Hey Gale, your phones going off?

Dewey rolled his eyes as his wife answered her phone almost immediately and shared a small smile with Sid as they both watched her put a hand on her stomach absent mindedly. 'She'll be a great mom, you'll be an amazing dad' she murmured as Gale pulled a face in disgust, and chucked the phone at her husband: 'Its your girlfriend' she spat and folded her arms. Waiting for the inevitable 'I have to go' line from Dewey. Instead he sighed and walked out of the room. Gale sighed and rested back against the cushions. Sidney: You okay? You seem kinda' stressed and the whole girlfriend comment..what was that about?

Gale: 'Judy. She's hopelessly in love with Dewey!' she glared at the wall like it was Judy herself and placed her hands on her stomach 'I only suggested having a baby so that he would spend more time at home with me, and less at work with..her. IT. But now, im pregnant, and I dont even know if this is what I want! I Dont know what to do Sid, and I cant talk to Dewey about it, hes so happy and I dont wanna hurt him. What shall I do? I think im happy about the baby but then I realise it stops me doing certain things and I resent it! And if that makes me seem like a bitch, or a bad wife, then so be it! I can't stop myself feeling the way I do, even though I wish I could. I want to be happy with Dewey, but I just dont think im cut out for that life, that everyone thinks we should have! Perfect marriage, beautiful children..blah,blah,blah.. its just not me.

Sidney sighed, and making sure Dewey was out of ear shot, moved and sat next to her friend, placing a slender arm around her shoulders. Despite being an expert on feelings, and helping people with theirs, Gale couldn't be helped. She wouldn't be lulled into a false sense of security like most people could, she'd been in the business for to long.

Sidney: Oh Gale, you know Dewey would never go for Judy! He's not her type, and he loves you! More than anything Gale, and you know that. He'd rather die than let anyone hurt a hair on your head. You may be unsure about this baby now, but I promise you, everything will be fine, and you'll find yourself wanting this baby just as much as Dewey does. It'll all be okay Gale, you'll see.

The brown haired woman nodded slowly, and Sidney saw the tears in her eyes, letting out a small smile. Atleast this proved Gale Riley wasn't as hard hearted as she seemed, she knew how hard it was for her to show weakness, Sidney felt sort of honoured.

Dewey rushing back into the room,and interrupted the two.

Dewey: Gale, we have to go home now! There's..been a murder. H

His wife grimaced, and shook her head slowly.

Gale: I'd rather stay here dew, you go. I'll stay with Sidney for the night, come get me in the morning?

Dewey: No, we both have to go. I cant explain but we need to go home now. Get your coat, Gale please.

Gale reluctantly grabs her coat from the side of the sofa, and stands up. Confusion evident on her pretty face, as Dewey grabbed her arm. 'Dew- What the heck is going on? Get off my arm, your hurting me'

He instantly let go at her words and looked at her sheepishly 'Theres been a murder, outside our house. Thats all Judy would tell me, but its bad. We have to go and see. Please dont make this difficult'

Sighing in defeat, she nodded with a grimace. Murder outside there house, not good.

Sidney stood up 'Im coming too. I need to see. What if its-'

Dewey: Dont say it Sid, c'mon Gale.

He took his wife and friend to the car, hands shaking slightly. Gale noticed and sent him a comforting look, placing her hand gently on his leg as he drove, for support.

Sidney: You best not be getting frisky up there' she joked from the back seat.

Gale smiled softly and stiffled a giggle, realising it was in bad taste seeing as a person had been killed infront of there house. Her smile was wiped off as she saw the police cars parked outside her house. As soon as the car stopped, she hopped out, grabbed Deweys hand as he got out too.

Together they walked towards the scene, Judy rushed over to them and Gale swore she saw her flinched as she saw hers and Deweys hands entwined. She placed a hand on her stomach for good measure and couldn't help but smirk in victory. That was until Hicks took them over to the front lawn. And a girl she recognised body suddenly came in to view.

There was blood everywhere, her sides were slit open, and her throat slashed. And a note slashed into her skin. 'The Originals Must Die' with a D,G, and a S underneath it. Meaning Dewey,Gale and Sidney. Fuck. She fainted suddenly as the bloody scene got to much.

Dewey caught his wife quickly. Not listening to his forces protests that he couldn't go into the house. He ignored them obviously, it was his house, and his pregnant wife had fainted. Idiots.

Gently placing her down on the sofa, Dewey pushed her hair from her face.'Gale, sweetie, wake up' he shook her gently and her eyes fluttered open. Gulping as her memory fell back into her mind, she felt herself well up.

Gale:I..Dewey, we know her! The dead girl. She's Paisley from down the road, we had coffee with her father, I got her ready for her first date, after her mother died. We looked after her after the accident. She was our friend.

Dewey sighed and lifted her legs up and sat down slowly. He knew there would be a time that Gale would break over these murders, so far none of them she'd known personally but Paisley had been a welcome guest round their home. He hadn't recognised her from all that blood, Gale had. He felt bad, and a burning need to protect his wife from all this. If the murders we're starting again, he need to look after her, and the baby.

Dewey: I think you should go back to New York for a bit, stay out of the way until this blows over..

Gale: You think its happening again don't you?

Dewey: I dont know, we can't tell anything for sure..But I'm not taking any chances, you can fly back over to new York? I'd feel better about your safety if you we're out of the way.

Gale shook her head slightly, and muttered 'No' before, switching over and placing her head on his lap. He stroked her hair gently as sighed, he might of known she wouldn't wanted to leave. He didn't know whether it was the journalist side of her, or the one that he knew,and loved. They sat like that for a while before Dewey knew he needed to go and work this case out, his team needed him..but so did his wife.

Dewey:Gale..? I need to go and sort this out, find out whats going on, ill talk to the officers outside, then go to the station, do you want me to ask anyone to look after you? Ill get Sidney in a second

Gale: Dewey, im fine on my own. Go and save lives, be a hero, find the bastard that did this yeah?' she lifted her head and kissed her husband softly. He smiled softly as she pulled away, before getting up.

Dewey: I love you..

Gale: I love you two, now go! Sooner the go, the sooner you come back right?

So Gale found herself, alone in a house that a murder of a young girl, had just been committed. It was really messed up. Paisley was 17 for christ sakes, it wasn't right. And Gale blamed herself, if she'd have kept guarded with the girl, maybe she might not have been absorbed into the twisted Ghostface Game, she was so familiar with. Everyone knew the story, but none of them had ever experienced it like they had, it was all a joke to this new generation, when to the last one, it was a complete tragedy. Struck out of her thoughts by her phone ringing, Gale picked it up and answered it immediately.

Gale:Hello?' there was silence 'Dewey? Is that you? I cant here you!

Caller: Hello Gale

Gale gasped as she recognised the voice, knowing, and unlike,every time shegot this call, this one was real.

Gale: What do you want? You killed an innocent young girl!She never had anything to do with us. You should have left her alone.

Ghostface: Never mind those details, it got to you didn't it? That's what I want. That, and to see what your insides look like.

Gale: You dontscare me, ass-hole.

Ghostface: Really? What if I said I was in the house? No..thats to cliché, what if I said, Pregnancy's treating you very well Gale, you look even more mesmerising, just think how good you'll look with your husbands innocent blood splattered all over you. Pause Scared now Miss Weathers?

Gale mutely gasped and sat up immediately, eyes searching for the door in fear. The only people that knew she was pregnant were Dewey and Sidney. Damn. 'Its Mrs Riley now, actually, and no, but you should be. My husband is the chief of this town. Don't mess with me.'

Ghostface: Oh I'm so scared of the pathetic cop and his bitch, wannabe wife. Quaking in my boots!

Gale scoffed unintentionally 'wannabe? Er, excuse me? Billy and Stu, Mrs Loomis (with the help of Mickey) and Roman. Your trying to recreate the terrible horror Movie that they all started, and you call me a wannabe? You'll never cause the shit they did, we knew them, but now everyone close to us is dead, your just a stranger with a love for stab, and murder. And I need to go, to the station. Goodbye.

Ghostface: Goodbye Miss Weathers, do let me know how the baby scan goes tommorow.

Gale swore violently and slammed the phone down, racing for the door with the grace of a cat, sliding her flat shoes on and headed for the station. The idea of leaving for New York for a while, was becoming more and more inviting. Damn, she was letting the stupid idiot control her life once more, this cycle needed to stop.

A/N.

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