"No use running, you little bitch!" Freddy yelled as he stalked the young teenager around an empty warehouse.

This morning he had become so pissed at the sad excuse of a man that had abused Alexandria that he left in a hurry so he could vent his frustrations as soon as possible. So far, he had killed four different people . . . one at the park, two in an alleyway and another one just at the docks. Now he was after the girl that had run from him after he killed the man that had been with her as they got off the boats. He was pretty much mellowed out, as far as a guy like him could, and determined that after she was dead, he would pretty much be ok for a while. He knew that everyone was worrying over where the hell he was. His phone had been going off for the last hour, two to three times every ten to fifteen minutes, but it hadn't interrupted his work. He just decided to call back later, after he killed the teen.

He gave an evil chuckle as the frightened girl accidently knocked over what sounded like pile of boxes, just over to his left, towards the corner. He sneaked as quietly as possible, making sure to do his trademark 'shadow' trick while flexing his glove, intimidating and scaring her as much as possible before her death. He knocked down a heavy crate to his left, causing her to scream. He jumped from behind the large crate and on the top of it. He gave a heavy smile as he realized that he had just trapped her in the corner by blocking her only path out and away.

What a retarded kid. . .

He jumped down, making her tremble even more. He stalked forward in a frightening way, getting closer to her until he was right in front of her.

"Please don't let me fall asleep, Cuz the Boogie Man will creep, Through my window, in my room, Stab me with a broken broom, Please don't…"

Freddy sighed in irritation at the sound of his cell phone. The girls fear was slightly lessened now that his cell went off, AND he just lost his mindset for the kill!

"DAMMIT?!" he yelled before simply slitting the girls throat without instigating anything else since the cell phone ruined it. When he realized it was still going off, he quickly jerked it out of his pocket and flipped it open.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?" he screamed straight into the receiver, not caring who was on the other line.

"Dad…?"

"Connor?" Freddy questioned, "I'm sorry Connor…I didn't mean to yell at you, I'm just a little frustrated right now."

"Dad…" the small boy whimpered from the other line.

"Connor? Connor what's wrong?"

"Th-The men t-took Alexandria away…." The boy said softly as if he were about to sob.

"Wha-? Who!" Freddy questioned quickly. "Who took her away Connor?!"

There were soft sobs at the other end of the line. "T-the paramedics…"

Freddy froze. Alexandria? To the hospital? He couldn't speak, but he did hear his son sobbing louder in his own sadness and worry before there was a muffled voice on the other end followed by a series of thumping sounds.

"Hello?"

"Which hospital?" he said abruptly.

"Freddy?"

"Pam! Which fucking Hospital is it?!" he yelled, wanting to know now.

"S-St. Josephine."

Freddy abruptly hung up the phone and sprinted to his car, starting it and driving towards the hospital like a drunken maniac.

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Jason couldn't cry any longer. It wasn't that he didn't want to, no that wasn't it, but he had just run out of tears to shed. An hour had passed since Alexandria had been taken into the hospital and forty-five minutes since they rolled her upstairs and into surgery. No one would tell him anything, and he felt helpless because of it.

He was hunched over himself, with his head in his hands, as he worried over his daughter. Neither any of his family or friends were here yet, that must mean that they still haven't found Freddy or gotten a hold of him. With him being the only one here, he felt so alone in his worry and sadness over his teenage daughter.

"Jason!"

He looked up from his slouch to see Freddy running towards him yelling 'Get the hell out of my way' to the people in his path. He came running up and immediately was bombarded in a crushing hug from his husband, but that didn't stop his questions. "Have they said anything?"

Jason shook his head into Freddy's shoulder and they both sat down with Jason cuddling his husband for comfort.

"Jason Voorhees?"

Both jumped up and ran to the doctor who was wearing clean scrubs but wiping his hands with a paper towel.

"Alexandria is sleeping now, we managed to slow the bleeding, and we'll be giving her blood in order to keep her stable. Apparently, there were several causes for the internal bleeding. Her spleen was lacerated, liver was slightly damaged and it appeared that she also had an almost deadly case of appendicitis. We removed the appendix, therefore, preventing the future blood poisoning." The doctor paused. "The hospital is granting visitation after the situation is cleared by me. The doctors council is concerned from the various bruises and obvious scars being from constant child abuse. I need to know everything that happened to this girl before I may allow anyone to go inside her room."

Jason was growling at the thought of him, but Freddy was quick to answer, not even bothering to argue. He just wanted to be in there with Alexandria.

"She is our daughter. Jason was forced to put her up for adoption and recently, we went to bring her home. When we got there, we found out her adoptive father had been abusing her for ten years. So we rescued her from the house. Unfortunately, before we got there, he had beat her so bad that she was out for at least a week and a half. We brought her home and had Jason's mom looked at her. She was fine and Pam said we couldn't really find out anything until she woke up."

"You didn't bring her to a hospital!" the doctor said sternly. "A soccer mom is no substitute!"

Now Jason was growling at the doctor, but Freddy intervened.

"Pam has her associates in medicine. We don't usually come here unless we have to."

The doctor, though still angry, could see why, so he didn't press the issue, in fear of losing a limb.

"I will check out this story, but in the meantime, you are allowed visitation, room four-thousand-one hundred-twenty-one."

Freddy didn't smile or thank him. All he felt like saying to the doctor was, "Good" as he followed the already pursuing Jason.

They curved to the left and rose in the elevator to the fourth floor, quickly following the signs to room four-one-two-one.

As soon as Jason entered, he was at her bedside, holding her hand to comfort her in her unconsciousness with Freddy behind him comforting him in return.

"She'll be ok Jason, even the idiot said so…"

He nodded, but in desperate need to continue getting the comfort he needed, he clung onto Alexandria's hand.

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A couple of hours later, Pam and the kids had been by, as well as their friends, but all were gone now, leaving Freddy, Jason and Alexandria in the room.

Freddy was lounging in a chair nearby, while Jason was still at Alexandria's bedside. Neither paid attention to the other as they both focused on Alexandria's face, waiting for her to wake up.

"Hmmmmm…."

Alexandria moaned in her waking and both Jason and Freddy anticipating her reaction, based on her past wake ups, put their arms in position to hold her down if necessary. They didn't want her to open up her stitches from the surgery.

As if they had actually predicted it, she tried to jump up in a start as she awoke and they used slight force to keep her down to the bed, only to achieve in causing her to hyperventilate.

"Alexandria, calm down, it's us!"

She stopped struggling but the hyperventilation didn't go down. Jason was quick to reassure her by petting her head. She still attempted to sit, but lay back down when her stomach gave a jolt of pain she was not familiar with.

"W-why," she paused to swallow to sooth her croaky voice. "does my stomach hurt?"

"You're in the hospital Alexandria. Your Grandma Pam sent you here when she found out that you had internal bleeding. They had to do surgery to fix your organs. Don't worry, you're gonna be fine."

Alexandria tried to raise up again, but Jason held her head as a quick reaction.

"No Alexandria," Freddy ordered. "You have to stay in bed."

The teenage girl quickly shook her head. "No! I can't! I'm not allowed in hospitals!"

Freddy helped Jason hold her down by her shoulders. "Yes Alexandria, you are. You needed medical treatment, and Jason and I are not going to keep that from you."

It took another ten minutes to convince her that she was actually allowed to be hospitalized before she fell asleep again from her exhaustion. Freddy and Jason simply sat and relaxed for the time being. The others probably wouldn't come back until tonight to see her, so they decided to catch up on some rest.

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It took over a month and a half for the hospital to release Alexandria, and even then, she wasn't supposed to do anything extensive until she was 'completely' healed. The day they took her home, everyone had been there to greet them. The children it seemed were the most attached. The moment Alexandria sat on the couch, the kids were hovering over her, hugging her or sitting next to her for their own much needed comfort that she would be ok. Surprisingly, Alexandria was very open to the kids, unlike the way she was with the adults. With almost every one of the adults, she was shy, reclusive and was reluctant to answer a lot of questions. However, when she was talking to the kids and thought that none of the adults were around (which they were outside the door listening) she would talk to the children like they were best friends. Even during this 'bed-rest' stay at home, she constantly tried to get up early or at any time of the day and scrub things clean and do any household chore she could think of. Slowly they got her out of waking up at four a.m. and doing her so called 'morning chores'.

About a month after that, the doctors told Alexandria that she was in top shape to do just about anything, so the first thing they did was go to buy Alexandria a new pair of glasses. They had bought the cheap reading glasses from the drug store, but they weren't exactly what she needed, so they made the appointment. She was quick to reach for the cheapest and most ridiculous frames she could find, but instead they got her a pair similar to her others since that was what she was used to.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly, until Jason started noticing that Alexandria was muttering 'Joseph' in her sleep, which caused him to be extremely worried. Who was this Joseph person? And why was he haunting his daughter's dreams? He put it to the back of his mind for a while, but felt compelled to bring it up to Freddy, who said that if it became a problem, he would try to look into her dreams and find the problem.

She was adjusting to her new life well, besides a few minor ups and downs, everything was ok, and they hoped it would stay that way

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It was Monday at the Kruger-Voorhees household and today was Alexandria's first real day of classes. Not public, no, but Pam agreed to home school Alexandria just like she did for Jason.

It was a normal morning so far, and Jason was very happy with that. The kids were sitting, eating their cereal while talking between themselves and Alexandria. She was wearing one of her favorite outfits that they had bought for her. She was wearing her slightly baggy long sleeve shirt that was red on the torso and a sky blue for the sleeves and simple pair blue jeans. Jason stood at the counter, pouring himself and Freddy a cup of coffee as his husband walked in, stretching.

"Thanks Jay" he joked, knowing his husband hated that nickname.

Jason rolled his eyes and scowled, not wanting to ruin the good morning.

Honk Honk

Jason moved the table as the kids got up to grab their things to jump onto the bus to go to school. As soon as the kids were out the door, Jason moved back to the kitchen to pick up the bowls but when he got there, Alexandria had already taken them to the sink and started rinsing them.

Jason smiled underneath his mask. Although they told her for weeks that she was not required to do anything, housework wise, she still helped him around the house. He wasn't sure if she thought it was a joke or not, but when she did help, he was quick to reassure her that he was grateful and not going to expect her to do it next time. So he softly walked up and put his hands on her shoulders and leaned down, placing a kiss on her head, even if it was through the mask. She turned and smiled her usual smiled and hugged him.

There were only several of these instances a month, she usually didn't engage in any form of affection, in fear of rejection or getting to close to the person, so Jason enjoyed them while he could. Jason relieved her of his strong hold and nodded for her to go watch TV while she waited for her Grandma Pam to come over. He and Alexandria had this almost telepathic way of communication. She almost always knew what he wanted, so he was not surprised when she nodded and obediently left, leaving him and Freddy in the kitchen.

The two parents watched her leave and Freddy sighed as soon as she reached the living room. Jason looked at his husband making a slight yet soft noise as if saying 'hmm'?

Freddy looked to his husband and right out said, "Why is it that she hardly ever talks to me or is scared shitless to try and give me a touch of any kind?" sounding downright annoyed and upset.

Jason put a hand on Freddy's shoulder and rubbed it in affection, trying to comfort him, but it didn't seem to calm his concerns.

"No!" he yelled, slamming his fist on the table, "I don't want fucking comfort, I want some goddamn answers to why my daughter won't even touch me!" he growled before storming from the kitchen and then the house not even seconds later.

Jason sighed and looked down in sadness, wishing that for once that Freddy would be patient with something, especially over her fright of the general term of 'father' that he just so happened to fall under. She just needed time…she was getting better, just at her pace. No one could ask for anymore than that.

Jason put Freddy's cup in the sink and leaned against it for a fleeting second, before heading toward the living room where Alexan-

Oh Shit…

Jason quickly moved to the living room where Alexandria had no doubt sat and listened to their argument, only to find that she wasn't in there anymore. Immediately, Jason panicked and started searching. He ran to her room, but she wasn't there, so he frantically looked everywhere, practically tearing the house apart.

"Jason?"

The large man quickly ran downstairs in a panic toward his confused mother as she looked at the mess on the floor in front of the door.

"Jason, what's wrong?"

He quickly grabbed his pad and scribbled. I can't find Alexandria! She was in the living room before Freddy got mad and started yelling.

Pam read the note and scowled. "Absolute moron…" she muttered before turning to her son "Alright sweetie, I'll help you look for her"

Soon mother and son looked for the hiding girl, and after ten minutes they still had no luck.

"Jason, I don't see her anywhere in the house…is there anywhere that you know of that she could have gone?"

Jason looked up quickly and nodded, grabbing his mother lightly and dragging her out the front door and to the car, quickly driving away from his house and to the middle of town.

"Jason, where are we going?"

He had no need to answer as he pulled into the local library's parking lot and almost as soon as he parked, he jumped from the car, and moved quickly in order to get in as fast as possible.

Pam followed silently as Jason passed the receptionist desk and headed straight for the modern history section. She saw his look of relief as she too rounded the corner to see her sitting on the floor, surrounded by several books as she read quickly. He quickly walked up and sat next to her, petting her hair to calm her down as he could see that she was breathing heavily as she rocked slightly as she read.

Jason knew that this was her way of escape, to get lost in the books that she so much adored. However, he knew about the 'alone' moments that she has when they leave her by herself. All the thoughts catch up to her sooner or later, but he noticed that she liked them later, so he encouraged her delay by buying her some books for home. Of course he hadn't given them to her yet, but she would get them soon enough.

Pam kneeled next to her disturbed granddaughter and joined her son's goal of calming Alexandria down. At first she jumped at the second person joining into her mother's cuddling, but relaxed when she realized that her mother did not protest, so she continued to read her books.

Soon though a hand grabbed for her book and a soft voice spoke to her. "Come on Alexandria, you need to put the book down so we can take you home."

When the hand attempted to take her book a way, she gripped it so tight that her fingernails lost all color as the pressure forced all of the blood from them. The hand froze for a second before trying again, with no success.

"Would you like to take these home Alexandria?"

With no hesitation, she nodded her affirmative and stood, clutching the book in her hands and leaning toward her mother.

Soon the three were out with the newly loaned library book and heading towards home, never noticing the boy smirking at them from the window as they drove away.