The positive thing about reposting is that I now could edit this chapter. It's not a lot, but hopefully enough to make it less rushed.
Chapter 2 - It's Starting Again
"I'll be there in five hours," Mark said, phone pressed between his shoulder and ear as he hurried through the police station. He knew he had to stop by their house before leaving, but he didn't bother changing out of his work clothes.
"Mark. Please stay there. Coming here just adds you as a possible target if it's really starting up again," Sidney pleaded on the other end,
"I'm fine. I'll be staying at Jill and Kate's house."
"Doesn't matter. My job isn't to run away from danger," Mark reminded her as he got into his car.
"Your job isn't in Woodsboro," Sidney argued back.
"Well you are. It's nothing to argue about, Sid. I just have to swing by our house and I'll be on my way," Mark stated, refusing to budge. Sidney didn't answer.
"It'll be okay, Sid. I swear," he said quietly, starting the car.
"Fine," Sidney sighed defeated.
"Good. I love you," he said honestly.
"Love you too," she answered quietly.
"When is Kincaid supposed to get here?" Dewey asked, turning around in the door of Kate's house so he faced Sid again.
"He should be here in about an hour or so," Sidney said.
"Good. Call me if you need anything okay?" Dewey smiled friendly and put his hat back on.
"You watch out for your wife, Sheriff. Gale might be though as nails, but she's invincible," Sidney snickered, but it was true what she said.
"Yeah. She misses her days as a journalist. This starting up again is going to drag out the good old Gale Weathers soon," Dewey sighed, but there was obvious fondness in his voice mixed in with the worry.
"Be careful, Dewey," Sidney and Dewey hugged before leaving for his car. Sidney went to the kitschen to make herself a cup of tea when she bumped into Kate.
"You watch Jill and Kirby right?" Kate had asked while looking for her wallet. Sidney reassured the older woman just in time for her to find the wallet and put it in her purse.
"Now I'll be at my friend's house, it's not far away. You call me even at the slight sign of trouble, okay?" Kate asked, heading for the door.
"I will mrs. Roberts," Sidney explained with a smile. Kate smiled back before vanishing out the door. Kate hadn't said anything, but Sidney could sense her unease about having her around her house. Sidney finished up her tea before heading up to her guestroom to read her favorite book, keep both ears open for the girls in the neighbour room.
She couldn't have been in the guestroom for more then fifteen minutes when screams from the neighbour room pulled her right out of the book and off the bed.
"Jill?" she was out the door in record time an pushed the door to Jill's room open only to find the two young girls screaming hysterically by the window.
"What-" she started just as she saw movements through the window of the neighbour house. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw a black cloaked figure push someone against the window until it broke.
"No! Stop it! Olivia!" Kirby screamed, tears running down her face as her friend was hanging out the window, clearly dead.
Instead of running to the window, Sidney slowly backed away. She couldn't believe her eyes. Not this again.
"Sidney?" Jill had turned around, tears in her eyes, but none had fallen yet.
"Stay here," Sidney said before running out of the room, down the stairs and out of the house while fishing out her phone from her pocket.
"Hoss! Perkins?" she stopped up some meters away from the cop car, but no one answered her.
"Hello?" she heard Dewey's voice on the other line and put the phone to her ear while running over to the neighbour house
"He's here! He's in the neighbours house!" she hissed,
"Hurry!"
She hung up just as she heard a scream to her left and looked up in time to see the attacked girl being pushed completely out of the window and down to the ground.
Sidney covered her mouth with a hand at the crack of bones when the body hit the ground. She looked up just in time to see the Ghostfaced killer move away from the window. Sidney didn't think twice before she ran into the house.
She heard the sounds of sirens off in the distance, but focused solely on not letting the killer sneak up on her as she entered the house. She jumped a little when her phone rang.
"Dewey?" she whispered, looking up towards the stairs.
"Guess again," the voice said, making her freeze at the bottom of the stairs.
"What?" Sidney stood as silent as she could, listening for anything that might give away the killer's location.
"Is that the way to great an old friend?" the voice teased.
"Why are you doing this? Why now?" Sidney's voice rose as she moved quietly past the stairs towards what she assumed was the kitchen.
"You're home again, Sidney. What did you expect would happen? You leave the town and come back like you're some-"
"Stop your whining alright. You're just another fucked up asshole who can't tell reality from fiction. Who are you? These people have done nothing wrong," Sidney hissed.
"Don't worry Sidney. I'll be getting to you when it's your time," with that the killer hung up.
"Where are you coward?" Sidney yelled before she silently cursed herself for not taking a knife or anything she could have used as a weapon.
"Sidney?" Jill's voice coming from the entrance of the house made Sidney spin around just in time to see the killer move towards the young girl from the side.
"Jill! Watch out!" Sidney shouted and started running, tackling the dark clothed killer just before he reached her cousin. They smashed into the wall, but ghostface quickly grabbed Sidney's upper arms and pushed her away before running at her with his knife. She avoided the knife just in time, but ghostface grabbed her around the waist and put all his weight into pushing her towards a huge body-length mirror. Sidney screamed as she felt pieces of broken glass pierce into her back. As ghostface pulled her away again she caught a glimpse of Jill opening the door and the sirens from the police sounded closer now. Sidney kicked out with her leg, hitting the killer in the thigh hard, but not enough to let completely go of her.
"HELP!" Jill screamed out the door. Suddenly ghostface let go of her, taking a moment before raising his knife, but Sidney was quicker then him and kicked him in the chest, throwing him back onto the floor. She went for him, not wanting to let him get away, but it was his turn to kick out, throwing Sidney off balance and onto the floor.
"WHAT. The HELL. Took so long?" Jill screamed as Deputy Hoss and Perkins came through the door. Jill was clutching her arm and tears running down her face now.
"Where is he?" Perkins asked as he looked around the broken room. Sidney sat up, wincing from the pain in her back and pointed in the direction of the back door. Perkins ran out while Hoss came over to her.
"You okay?" the younger of the two deputies offered his hand to her and helped her up.
"What took you so long?" Sidney asked tiredly, repeating Jill's question.
"I'm sorry. We saw the guy and tried to follow, but he's damn fast," Hoss apologized.
She winced again as she moved to Jill,
"Are you okay?"
Jill was quickly drying tears away from her cheeks, her arm bloody,
"She called you Angel of Death."
Sidney didn't need to ask who she was.
"Jill? What happened?" Trevor came bursting through the door, followed by Dewey. Jill didn't say anything, just shook her head and left the house with him.
"Sid, your back!" Dewey grabbed her arm when he saw the bloodstains on her shirt.
"It's fine," Sidney explained, sounding so defeated,
"You should check on the girl outside."
"We already have people there. Let's get you and your cousin to the hospital," Dewey led Sidney out in the dark streets. There were already a big crowd gathered around, pointing at the house, at her and... she looked over her shoulder to see some of the blood smeared down the side of the house where the girl had been thrown.
She tried to ignore the words coming from the crowd she knew was aimed at her. Dewey picked up his pace and kept his arm around her protectively.
"Hicks, where's Jill Roberts?" Dewey asked as he spotted the Deputy.
"In the ambulance. They're leaving now," she explained and Dewey hurried Sidney over to the ambulance.
"She's going with you," Dewey said to one of the paramedics working on Jill's arm,
"Trevor you come with me."
"You're not my dad," Trevor complained and looked over at Jill.
"It's okay. I'd rather you leave anyway," she said and nudged at him to get out.
"Fine," Trevor jumped out to let Sidney in, but the doors were shut before he could even turn around.
"It was room for me in there too," Trevor eyed Dewey sullenly.
"Sure, but you heard the girl Trevor. She wanted you off the ambulance. Besides we need you here," Dewey answered and made sign for Deputy Perkins to come over.
"What? Why?" Trevor stepped back a little when the big, black guy came to him.
"We just need to talk to you okay?" Dewey reasurred.
"So I'm a suspect is that it?" Trevor complained.
"That. Or a witness," Perkins spoke up and took Trevor with him to the side.
"I'm sorry," Sidney said as they were on their way to the hospital. She winced when the paramedic tried carefully to look at her back.
"Don't be," Jill interrupted before Sidney could say more,
"You saved my life. You even ran to Olivia's house to try and save her."
Jill smiled sadly at Sidney's humbled face,
"Makes me wonder though how you keep surviving if you run at the killers like that."
Sidney cracked a smile at that,
"I didn't really do that before. It didn't help much anyway."
The ambulance bumped a little, causing Sidney to almost press her back against the wall of the ambulance.
"Shouldn't you be getting that out?" Jill asked the paramedic prodding carefully on her older cousin's back. She had been watching him and although he was checking on the wounds, she hadn't seen him remove any glass.
"It's safer to do this at the hospital. I don't know how deep some of them goes," the paramedic informed and Jill settled with that answer.
They were quiet for a few moments before Jill spoke again,
"I'm sorry that I've been so... cold. It's just... After everything that happened with those two girls the same day you came home..." Jill trailed off, looking down at her lap in shame,
"I know it's not your fault. In fact maybe the safest place would be where you are."
Sidney tried to smile, but failed,
"I don't know if there's really any safe place to be, Jill. The killers might always be different people, but they always know what they want and wont stop until they have it."
"Doesn't change the fact that he went after..." Jill swallowed hard,
"After Olivia. She was alone."
Sidney closed her eyes, wanting to say sorry again, but found words useless. People were dying because some psycho wanted her dead. She might not be the one with the knife, but it didn't change the guilt she carried.
"I know I hardly know you, but whatever you're thinking. Don't," Jill smiled again,
"I don't blame you."
