I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This is the second... Please bare with me on this one as its pretty short but it does lead up to an important third chapter and it had to be done...! Please review and let me know what you think so far. Fliss xx

The police had come and gone. Evie's mother and Fin had returned to the house to find the horrific scene however Evie was nowhere to be found. Eventually a police officer found her cowered in the corner of the guest room closet. She was so shaken up it took them a further hour just to get her to speak.

Detective Frankie Lewis lead the traumatised teen into the station questioning room.

Evie's face was red and tear stained. She looked at the detective her eyes as wide dinner plates. He was taken aback by how terrified she was. He thought back to a few years ago, he was only a young trainee when Sidney Prescott had been in this very station petrified and deep in shock. He never thought he's be dealing with something so similar. He didn't feel ready. He tried to be as reassuring as possible through the questioning and Evie co-operated well. He needed to know everything that had happened that night.

'So Stanley your boyfriend, he had left by the time you started to get the phone calls?' The young detective asked her.

'Yes sir' She sniffled wiping away more rolling tears.

'Evie you can call me Frankie honey, there's no need for this sir business' he smiled trying to put her at some kind of ease 'How long had Stan been gone before the first phone call?'

Evie shifted in her seat. She felt uncomfortable and realised that Stanley was being made a suspect.

'Sir... Frankie... I hope you're not thinking Stan did this? Did you see what that pyscho did? He sheared Sebastian head off! There is no way in hell that Stanley, an eighteen year old boy would do that!' Her voice was firm but trembling at the same time.

Frankie instantly felt bad. But these were the facts and if he was to go by this towns history the boyfriend was always top of the suspect list.

'I'm sorry Evie. Listen you've had quite a day. Lets leave this here and we'll talk again tomorrow. Your mother, sister and yourself will be staying at your aunts tonight. I want you to know that you'll be completely safe and have 24 hour police protection until we catch this guy ok?'

Evie looked to her feet and nodded. Frankie lead her out into the station lobby where her mother and fin were waiting. There was also one extra visitor.

'Stan!' Evie ran into her boyfriends arms. It was there where she felt completely safe. She held him tight and close burying her face in his chest and breathing him in.

'Oh Evie. Jesus baby I was so worried. Are you ok?' Stanley kissed the top of his girlfriends head as he held her.

Frankie watched his lead suspect carefully. He could understand the reasons for this typically attractive high schools couple being together. He was tall, dark and well built with emerald green eyes against his olive skin. She was slender and pretty with soft peach skin and long sunshine blonde hair. They were the typical prom king and queen couple but the difference was Evie seemed old beyond her years. She had her head screwed on and her boyfriend, from what he knew, was the same kind of person. Stanley hadn't been in Woodsboro long, but he had kept his head down and stayed out of any trouble. From his track record he seemed like a stand up guy and student.

Stan looked up noticing the detectives glare. He gently let his girlfriend go, handing her carefully over into her mother and sisters arms

'Sir' he said to Frankie with a concerned look 'I have something you might want to see'.