Chapter 4

Michael felt like his heart had been torn slowly into pieces. He was unfamiliar with this type of pain. His sister was leaving him. Her boyfriend and Jamie's father, had gotten a job out in California. He had asked Laurie to marry him and she said yes. They would get married in Key Largo, Florida. Then after a honeymoon tour of Europe, they would move into their new home in Northern California. Laurie held her brother's hand as she gently explained why she was leaving.

"And I promise before we leave for California; we will visit you so you can meet your brother-in-law." She said.

"Why do you want to be with him? He clearly could not be bothered to be with you in Jamie's first few months of life. He wasn't there for you when Jamie was taken from your house and dumped on the porch of our family house." Michael wrote.

"So you did not kidnap Jamie?" Laurie asked.

"No. I was busy trying to not get caught by the police after escaping this dump. Those dumbasses with guns aren't very good at searching. I doubt they could find their own junk if they had to piss. Anyway, I had removed my bandages and was trying to sleep; when I heard crying. I went to investigate, and there she was."

Laurie was shocked. If her brother had not taken Jamie, then who did? Michael then took her hand. He looked at his baby sister, silently begging her to stay. Laurie sighed and smiled sadly.


"Michael, you know I love you very much. You are my brother. But the love me and my fiancé share is different. Our love gave me our daughter, your niece. Michael, if I marry him; you might have another niece. Possibly a nephew or two. Wouldn't that be nice Michael? " She said.

Michael nodded stiffly. He was as reluctant as he was stubborn to let his sister leave him.

"Michael, one day you might meet a nice girl. And she will make you feel something very wonderful that words can't describe it. She will make you feel special and complete. And you will not be able to imagine spending the rest of your natural life without her. And who knows? You might have a baby or two with her." Laurie then said.

Michael froze up. He was unsure if his sister was trying to mock him or comfort him. The thought of him finding love seemed unlikely. He was an infamous murderer. The baby-sitter slasher of Haddonfield. No girl in her right mind would love him. All potential of him finding a girlfriend was long gone. Besides, why did he want to marry anyone? He had Laurie and Jamie. They were the only ladies he needed in his life. They were the only ones who loved him; and the only ones he loved. Michael wrote in his notepad.

"I don't need any girlfriend. I don't need anyone else to make me feel special or complete. I have you and little Jamie. You two girls are the only ladies I require to feel wonderful. I'm content just being a big brother and uncle. Besides, no girl with all her sanity intact would want me that way. No one could ever love me. I would not really expect them to at this point. However, I am okay with that; because I don't think I could love anyone but you two."

Laurie giggled at her brother's note. It was like he was still in that phase of childhood where boys thought girls were yucky. However, Michael had made a good point. His name was up there with Jack the Ripper and Nero. He was the boogeyman, and he would go down in history as the boogeyman.


But surely, even someone like the boogeyman needs someone to love him in other ways that family can't. Laurie thought to herself.

"Well, I need to go and try on my wedding dress. I will see you tomorrow Michael." Said Laurie.

Laurie then left her brother. Michael saw her to the front desk. At the boundary, two strong guards restrained him. He watched his little sister leave through the visitor entrance.

"Go back to your cell Mikey. Your sister will be back tomorrow." Said one of the guards.

Jamie's one year birthday was celebrated at Smith's Grove. Michael had asked Loomis to sign him up for cooking classes in the cafeteria. Michael had proven to have a talent for the basics of the culinary arts. He had made a single cupcake for Jamie. He took a small knife and cut the cupcake into tiny pieces. Jamie ate every last bite. She thanked her uncle by kissing his cheek. Michael smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Umma! Umma!" Jamie said, stretching out her arms.

Michael tilted his head.

"That's how she says uncle for now." Laurie explained.

"Umma! Umma!"


Michael nodded and picked Jamie up. Jamie giggled and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck. Her tiny head rested against his shoulder. Michael made a content sigh. He kissed the top of his niece's head. The baby girl was falling asleep on her deranged uncle. Her time hands tightly gripped his hospital garb, as if her tiny life depended on her sleeping on him. Loomis and Laurie took several pictures of the dozing baby in the arms of the shape. When Jamie's nap ended, Laurie watched Michael play with his niece. He asked a near by guard to get finger paint for him and his niece. Michael opened the canister of red paint and took Jamie's hand and dipped it in. Jamie cooed in astonishment as her fair hand became a deep, bright red. Michael then gently pressed it against some paper. Now, little Jamie was intrigued. Her hand was still red but it had made a print. Michael dipped his own hand in black paint and pressed it beside the print of his niece. He then wrote in orange paint under the hand prints UNCLE MICHAEL and JAMIE LLOYD (NIECE). Michael did this because he wanted to make sure little Jamie would remember that there was someone in Haddonfield who loved her. Laurie took the print and placed it somewhere to dry. the rest of the time, Michael and Jamie painted random doodles on the crisp sheet of paper. Jamie was only doing lines of various colors. Michael contributed by drawing squiggles, cork screws, and dots. When they were finished, they had created a fine piece of abstract art. Jamie giggled at how dirty she had gotten. Michael washed his hands, then he washed Jamie's hands. Laurie and Jamie soon went home.

(Nine months later)

Laurie Lloyd sighed contently, as she relaxed in the hot tub of the resort. The wedding had been magical; and the trip in Europe was simply divine. Jamie was being watched by Loomis back in Haddonfield. Her one regret was that Michael had not been there to walk her up the aisle to her husband. He had not been at the docks to wish her safe travels to Europe.

Perhaps Michael will be able to attend Jamie's wedding in future. Laurie said to herself.

A staff member then came up to her.

"Excuse me Miss. You have a call from America. A Doctor Sam Loomis. He says you must call him at once." Said the staff member, in a heavy British accent.

Laurie nodded, and thanked the resort employee. She finished her drink and exited the hot tub. In the lobby, there was a phone booth. Laurie entered it and dialed the number she knew by heart.


"Hello?" Came Loomis' voice.

"Hello Sam. It's Laurie." She replied.

"Laurie! Oh thank God you called! I am sorry to be disturbing you on your honeymoon; but something has come up with Michael." Loomis said, panic in his voice.

"What's wrong Sam?" She asked, trying not to panic herself.

"He wants to go to court! He wants the death penalty! He knows they will execute him!" Loomis blurted.

Laurie felt suddenly ill. Her brother still wanted to die. Despite the fact he was doing so well and was making such good progress. She felt her heart crumbling. Her very soul felt like it was being melted by acid.

"No. Michael can't die. Not now. I can't loose him." She said.

"It's his decision Laurie. I just wanted to let you know in case the law did not wait for your return. But I am trying to stall the proceedings until you come home." Loomis responded.

"I see. Thank you Sam. I will tell Jimmy you said hello." Laurie then responded.

She hung up, and hurried back to her room. In her beautiful resort room. Laurie curled up on the day bed and cried. Jimmy saw his wife was crying and became concerned.


"Laurie baby, what is it? Talk to me." He said.

"Jimmy, remember how you were a paramedic back when Michael Myers was stalking me through the hospital?" She asked.

Jimmy paled and nodded. Surely that freak was not in Europe stalking her through the resort? How would he have lasted the voyage without being caught by the staff on the ship?

"James, I found out that night that Michael Myers is my older brother. Which means he is Jamie's uncle. And I reconciled with him while you have been working to build our future in California." Laurie explained.

Jimmy offered a comforting smile. He didn't care if Laurie was Michael Myers' kid sister. He loved her; and had been in love with her since he rescued her from her near death experience. And he was glad that the Myers siblings were able to reconcile. However, he did not understand why any of this would cause Laurie to be so upset.

"That's great you and your brother were able to reconcile after all you two had been through. Baby-sitter slasher or not, I am glad our daughter has an uncle. Even if he is deranged. But why does this make you sad?" He asked.

"My brother wants to be judged. He knows they will execute him. He wants to die. I don't get why though. He has come so far now that he has us." She said.

Jimmy nodded in understanding. He wanted Laurie to have all of her family, if that made her happy.

"Tell you what. When we return to Haddonfield, we will fight to bring Michael with us to California. Our house is big enough. Loomis can live with us too; so Michael can continue his rehabilitation." Said James.


Laurie smiled and hugged her husband. She had a feeling everything would be all right.

It had taken a lot of work and negotiating; but in the end, Michael's life was spared. The judge at the final part of the trial had decreed that Michael Myers was to receive 10 years probation. Five of which would he would also be under house arrest. Doctor Loomis was to go to California with the family and report Michael's progress once a month. The local probation officer in their town would call twice a week to check-in. Michael was not to be outside beyond property boundaries for any reason; except only for emergencies. Then there was the matter of Halloween. At least 2 CA State Police men would be stationed beyond the property boundaries every year from 12 am October 30 until 12 am November 1 for at least the duration of Michael's probation. Upon completion of the probation, a hearing would be held to determine if Michael was fit to re-enter society. If he was deemed unfit, then he would remain under extreme supervision every Halloween for life. If Michael relapsed and tried to escape his house arrest or on Halloween during his probation, the state troops would be entitled to use lethal force if necessary. Finally, Michael Myers was not allowed to leave the state of California, except for an emergency. He would also be placed on the no fly list for 15 years. It had been the best offer the judge could give. Laurie thanked him and accepted on Michael's behalf.

( Halloween Eve four years later)

The state of California had received the files regarding Michael Myers' trial results. There was only one more year of house arrest Michael had to endure. Then, he would be able to take Jamie out for ice cream, and the park. He would also take Jamie to the big amusement park called Disneyland. Michael was already planning everything he would take his niece to see and do come the following year; when he heard the state police knock on the door. The shape answered.

"Hello Michael. I am officer Carlos and this is officer Brian." Said officer Carlos.

Michael nodded and listened to the terms of his Halloween lockdown. Michael knew why they were here. But it was a formality that had to be done every year.

"If you require assistance, we are just past your boundary." Officer Brian then said.


Michael waved them off and headed back into the house. Jamie had just started Pre-K and was due home any minute. Laurie was the head mistress at a local boarding school, and Jimmy was a highly credited surgeon at the nearby hospital. Michael had been living his new life in California for four years now, but was still amazed by everything about it. Michael walked through the house him and his whole family plus Loomis shared. He read up on the history of the house. A small band of Irish catholic nuns had tried to form an order here called the Sisters of Our Lady of Knock. However, the order never gained enough members to be recognized by the church and after a few years disbanded. Then, the house became a small orphanage for immigrant children from East Asia with a kindly nun and priest as their caretakers. After that, it was the home for a wealthy Scotch-Irish man and his family. During the Prohibition era, it had been a speakeasy. Finally, it was used as place for Mormon missionaries to reside while they traveled around the area to preach their gospel. Michael sat down in the big chair that resembled a throne. He looked up at the portrait of the Scotch-Irish gentleman that once called this place home. He was a stern looking man, who had believed in a straight-laced lifestyle. Michael breathed deeply. He felt like a king sitting on this chair. Suddenly, he heard the sound of feet running in the house.

"Uncle!" said Jamie, as she hurried to see him.

Michael got up from the chair and knelt down on one knee to hug her. Jamie jumped into his embraced. Michael grunted and playfully fell backwards to make it seem like Jamie had knocked him down.

"Uncle. I had such a great day at Pre-school today. I got no rain drops. Only gold stars." Jamie then said.

Michael smiled and ruffled her hair. Jamie looked so much like him and her mother. All the signature Myers family traits were in her features. Tomorrow would be Halloween. Michael would spend his entire day sedated curtesy of Dr. Loomis. However, Michael thought about Jamie and Laurie when he received his injections to keep him relaxed. If it kept her and his sister safe, that was all that mattered. Jamie looked up at her uncle and saw that he was deep in thought.

"Uncle Michael, what are you thinking about?" She asked.


Michael sighed and wrote his response.

"I am thinking about tomorrow. I am sure you will win the tiny tot costume contest at the youth center's party. You will be the prettiest witch in California."

"Thank you uncle." Jamie replied, grinning.

Michael kissed her on the cheek. Michael's prediction had come to pass. Jamie had won the contest by a land-slide. She came back with a trophy the size of her head filled with candy.

(Two years later)

Jamie was tossing and turning in her sleep. She was being plagued with awful nightmares for a while now.

"No. No. Don't hurt me. No." She moaned in her sleep.

Michael was wearing his pale white mask and his newly acquired mechanic's suit. Laurie had bought the attire from a second hand store. Michael liked the texture of the fabric. He had started wearing his mask again, which concerned Laurie as he refused to tell her why he resumed wearing it. The shape patrolled his house. Something told him he needed to be on guard. He soon realized why when Jamie screamed at the top of her lungs. Michael power walked to her room and saw his niece huddled beneath her covers crying. Michael tilted his head sideways in concern. His now six year old niece was sweating; and looked as if she had seen the devil himself.

"I-I saw a scary man with a big knife and a withered hand. He was telling me to hurt Patty. I told him I didn't want to. B-but h-he said if I didn't listen to him. Then he'd hurt me." She whimpered.

Michael tensed at hearing his niece recount her nightmare. It was always the same. A scary man with a big knife, and withered hand telling her to hurt something she loved or he'd hurt her. Michael held his nice close. She was shaking like a leaf. After a few minutes, she had calmed down a bit.

"Is Patty okay?" She asked.


Michael looked over his shoulder and snapped his fingers. Patty then came walking in. She was a beautiful black retriever dog. Jamie smiled when Patty curried beside her on the bed. Michael was not smiling though. His niece was starting to show similar symptoms that he exhibited at six years old. Jamie's smile also then faded.

"Uncle Michael, will I get sick like you?" Jamie asked.

Michael shrugged. Michael saw her brown eyes darken with the stress.

You poor thing. You have both good and bad Myers blood in you. The shape thought.

The next morning, Jamie talked to Doctor Loomis about her nightmares. Loomis talked with her for over an hour. He didn't think Jamie was in that much trouble of getting the "Myers Curse" as it had been dubbed by the people of Haddonfield. However, he wanted to keep a close eye over Jamie's symptoms; and suggested Jamie keep a journal that he would check at the end of every week. At first, the entries were typical ramblings of a six year old girl. But as Halloween neared, the entries became darker in nature. Things came to a head on Halloween night. Jamie had been bobbing for apples when she felt like someone had grabbed her head and held it under the chilly water. She panicked and then lost consciousness. Luckily, and older boy had seen the crisis and pulled her head out before she could drown herself. He laid her on the ground and began putting his life guard training to work. Another teenager used her cell phone to call 9-1-1. Jamie regained her senses just enough to cough up water. The paramedic soon arrived. Along with the police.


"Hey Jamie. Do you remember me sweetheart? I'm Officer Carlos. One of the state troopers that monitored your Uncle for the past five Halloweens." Officer Carlos said.

"Y-Yes." Said Jamie softly.

Carlos smiled. Jamie looked afraid as the paramedics surrounded her.

"It's okay Jamie. They are my friends Jake and Kyle. They are going to take you for a ride to the hospital. You had an accident and we need to make sure you are okay." Carlos then explained.

"What about my Mommy, Daddy, and Uncle?" Jamie asked weakly.

"Don't worry sweetie. I will call them." Officer Carlos assured her.

"Honey, can you tell us your full name and who your family is?" Asked Jake.

"My name is Jamie Lloyd. I live with my mommy, Laurie and daddy, James. My Uncle Michael lives with us; and so does his therapist, Doctor Sam Loomis." She replied.

"Good. Can you tell us what today is?" Kyle then said.

"It's October 31st, Halloween." Jamie responded.


"Great. Okay Jamie, it's time for you to ride in our ambulance now. Kyle will drive and I will be right next to you." Jake said.

With that, they rushed Jamie to the ER. Jamie was kept until the next day. Laurie, James, Michael, and Loomis had been up all night worrying about her. Jamie was so glad to be back home and out of the hospital. Loomis wanted to have a therapy session with Jamie right away. However, he did not want her to feel overwhelmed after the accident. So with Laurie's blessing, he told Jamie that he would take her to Disneyland the next day.

"Can Uncle Michael come too?" She asked the doctor.

"Sure, Michael told me in Smith's Grove once that he had always wanted to see Disneyland." Loomis replied.

Loomis then pulled Michael aside after supper.

"Now Michael, I want Jamie to enjoy her time at the park. However, I also need her to open up about last night. I want you to be there for her, as it might cause her stress. She needs her uncle and not the boogeyman." Loomis said.

Michael nodded and removed the mask. Michael's eyes remained dark and devilish, despite the mask not being on.

"You felt her anguish, didn't you Michael? You empathized with her plight. That's why you resumed wearing your mask. You were aware of it all, before it happened." Loomis then said.

Michael nodded stiffly.

"I think you will be a great help to me in preventing your little niece from inheriting your family 'curse'." Said Loomis.

Michael and him exchanged a knowing look. They had to help Jamie get well. They both loved her so very much. Neither of them would be able to live with themselves if they failed her.


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