Chapter VII

No copyright intended. I do not own The Nightmare Before Christmas. I only own my creations.

A:N/ Ok, I know I always put this at the end, but I just wanted to answer some questions. Yes, in the last chapter they were having sex. I like being vague about writing that, so I'm always not the most descriptive person when it comes to that topic, LOL. And yes, I'm sorry I didn't mention Quinn and Chelsea's family before; I felt so stupid when I didn't realized I had written it already. And yes, they aren't married…yet. But, I don't know if the story will got that far, so you'll just have to wait and see! I know, kind of evil (: Ok, enough of my babbling, onwards with the story!

Quinn read one of the many books in Jack's library as he sat on their couch. Chelsea was out with Sally, and they had insisted Quinn stay here. 'Probably something you don't want to see anyway…' He thought. It still left a sour taste in his mouth when he wasn't with Chelsea; he had no doubt it wouldn't leave him be until he heard her voice once more.

Meanwhile, Chelsea sat in the dress shop while Sally fussed with the new dress she was trying on. Chelsea had already tried on four different dresses, but Sally said this was the one. "Alright, go see." Sally said, gesturing to the mirror. Chelsea closed her eyes and walked over, stopping carefully on the floor just in front of the mirror.

Her blue eyes opened and widened at the sight in front of her. Her long red hair lay gracefully on her head in a casual bun and the beautiful, icy blue dress brought out her eyes so that they shone in the dim light. In her hair were two clips, each made to resemble a blue butterfly with jewels for eyes. Chelsea couldn't believe it was her in the glass; the only way she knew was everything she did, the gorgeous girl looking back did too.

"You look so beautiful." Sally breathed quietly. Chelsea ran into her mother's arms and hugged her tight. Sally also wore a new dress; a casual, purple sundress with white flowers adorning the bottom.

"We look beautiful." She whispered and Sally smiled, wrapping her arms around her daughter.

"Let's go home." Sally said and they walked home, hand in hand.

Back on Earth…

"Demi! Where are you going?" Demi's mother shouted as she rode away on her bike. Demi heard her mother slam the door angrily as she grew farther and farther away, becoming just a speck on the horizon. Demi pulled up in front of the woods beside the river.A memory flashed through her mind; Quinn and Chelsea sitting on the banks of river, laughing and splashing one another. Demi wiped a quiet tear out of her eye as she thought of her older brother. Suddenly, a strange feeling enveloped Demi in it's grasp. She felt as if the woods were calling to her, urging her to step inside their black branches. Demi's green eyes narrowed as she stared, searching within them. To her dismay, she saw nothing but endless rows of trees.

"Fine, I'll just see for myself." Demi said stubbornly. She left her bike beside the river as she walked into the foreboding depths of the forest. She walked for what seemed like hours, growing wearier with each step, until she came to an odd circle of trees. Demi was attracted to one in particular, a strange pumpkin carved on the tree.

Demi's small feet walked toward it, realizing as she came closer that it was in fact, a door on the tree. "Where could it go?" She wondered aloud. Demi's petite hand curled around the nose, assuming it was the doorknob. It turned easily in her grasp, but as it swung open Demi was disappointed to see only a long span of darkness. She frowned, turning around, considering the other doors. But suddenly, a strong gust of wind pulled Demi into it's grasp. Demi fell through the door, barely having time to scream.

If you had been there at that moment, you would have never known a young girl had stood beside the tree and somehow vanished inside of it. No trace was left of Demi's presence, only the sense that something was wrong.

Part II

Chelsea walked around the cemetery, thoughts buzzing through her mind. She stalked the ground and a long forgotten song drifting through her thoughts. She began to hum, a sad, forlorn song on her breath.

"Under the moonlight

He waits for me

Everything I've dreamt of

Promises to be

But I see something more

Something beyond

On the edge of my vision

Not here, not gone."

Chelsea sighed as the words leaked out of her mouth, finally revealing their baffling meaning. They had been teasing her on the edge of recognition all day, tormenting her relentlessly. "But what does it mean?" She whispered; little did she know her father had echoed these words not so long ago.

"Such a pretty little princess." A voice whispered in the darkness. Chelsea jumped, looking around in the darkness. She could feel someone in the darkness, lurking just beyond your line of vision. They spat the word princess like it was a curse, a word that was dirty in their mouths.

As Chelsea wondered once more who was watching her, she felt a sense of dread spread through her body. She turned in time to see a large, cloth bag coming rapidly toward her face, and she barely had time to run before she was secure in the bag and bounced along the road. 'Where are you taking me?' She wondered, not daring to speak a word.

Meanwhile, Quinn paced the length of his room, wondering where Chelsea was so late. She had gone out for a quick stroll after dinner and insisted Quinn stay here, saying she needed time to think. The moon hung high in the night sky, the sun already beginning it's ascent into the air. "Where are you?" Quinn whispered, watching out the window. As the hours wore on, Quinn couldn't help but feel the sick feeling spread in his stomach. He knew something was wrong. He just didn't know what.

A:N/ Oh, no good can come of this! And if you're wondering, the Terror trio were in this chapter, just hidden. LOL, I'm positively deviant tonight. Alright, well since I already answered all the questions, I guess I'll wrap this up. Goodnight everyone!

-Lila 7:38 PM