Hoster's Note: Again, we'll be omitting in-between author's notes. Speaking of which, here's hoping that one day, VBG's interest in Family Guy would once again rise from the ashes, like it did for her unfinished fanfic, "Grow Up".


Chapter 9 - The Next Victim


Everyone headed back to the dining room to come up with a new plan. Brian wrapped his arm around Barbara as she stuck close to him.

"Brian, I'm so scared", she said. "What if we're next?"

"I won't let that happen", Brian said. "Neither you or me will die."

"But what about the rest of our family? I don't want them to die, either."

"We'll figure this out", he said. "No one's going to die."

"Alright", Peter said. "If we're going to stay alive, we need to stick together from now on. Is everyone here?"

"Wait a minute", Lois said. "Where's Meg?"

"And where's Tom Tucker?" Derek asked.

"Right here!" Tom said as he and Meg came rushing in.

"Oh my god", Diane sighed in relief. "What happened?"

"I fell through a trap door that led to an underground passageway", Meg said.

"Did you see anything in there?" Barbara asked.

"I followed it and it led me to a hatch over there in the parlor", she said pointing.

"The same thing happened to me, but with a moustache", Tom said.

"You could've left out the moustache", Barbara frowned. "It wasn't important. Anyway, was there anything in the hatch?"

"No, nothing", Tom said. "It was just an empty hatch."

"Should we go check it?" she asked Brian.

"Peter said we need to stick together if we're going to make it out alive", Brian said.

"Okay, I will skin this dog for you, in your honor", Peter suddenly said grabbing Brian.

"Peter, what the hell!" Barbara said.

"Derek is a god", he said. "Look at his phone. He held up the Hollywood sign."

"Please don't", Derek said.

"As you wish", Peter said releasing Brian.

Barbara helped Brian to his feet as Derek ran toward the stairs. She glared at Peter before speaking.

"What's going on?"

"Derek has a faint signal", Lois said. "He's going to the roof to see if he can get a better signal."

"Oh thank god", Barbara smiled.

"Alright, nobody leaves this room until he gets back", Peter said.

"Wait a minute", Quagmire said. "Something's not right. We're short one vagina in this room."

"Oh my god!" Brian gasped. "Priscilla's gone!"

Everyone turned to look at the couch Priscilla was last seen only to find no one there. Everyone gasped in fear.

"But that's impossible!" Lois said. "She was still passed out on the couch when we left!"

Everyone turned as they heard the sound of squeaky wheels and moaning.

"What the hell happened?"

"Joe!" Bonnie said hugging him. "You're okay!"

"Yeah, I'm alright. What's going on here?"

"What's going on is Priscilla's the murderer!" Peter said.

"Wait a second", Brian said. "We don't know that."

"Well, she was by herself this whole time!" Lois said.

"Yeah, but she was unconscious!" Dr. Hartman said.

"Yeah, but she could've come to and killed Muriel!" Carl said.

"She might've been faking being unconscious this whole time!" Barbara said.

"This is all speculation", Brian said. "We don't know she's the killer."

"Yeah, besides she's hot", Quagmire said. "Hot chicks are never crazy!"

"You don't watch a lot of movies, do you?" Barbara said. "Hot chicks are crazy bitches."

"That's what I'm talking about!" Carl smiled.

"Derek lifted up the Hollywood sign", Peter said not helping.

Everyone started yelling as the argument grew bigger into a yelling contest. The yelling stopped as they heard a loud crash outside.

"What was that?" Barbara asked.

"It came from out there!" Joe said.

Everyone ran outside to see if there was anyone or anything there. Everyone gasped as they saw Derek's body laying broken and lifeless on the ground.

"He's dead", Dr. Hartman said checking Derek's pulse.

"Do you think he slipped off the roof?" Brian asked.

"Maybe. But he was dead before the fall. Look at this."

Everyone looked at Derek's head to see brain matter and blood pouring from his head.

"He was hit in the head with a blunt object."

"Oh my god!" Jillian cried. "No! Derek!"

Barbara felt bad for Jillian. Even though she didn't like her, no woman should lose their husband in a horrible way like this.

"I'm sorry", she said patting her hand.

"Hey can someone get his phone?" Peter said. "I want to prove something."