It was a different hall, this one brighter than the last, Blair finally able to control where she was in her dream world, her lessons from Freddy paying off in the end like the rest of his training. "Come out, come out wherever you are!" she called down the hallway, looking for her tormentor.

Her blade gripped in her hand, she was determined to finish off her dream demon once and for all. Every night they had been fighting, and she was prepared to deliver the finishing blow after the last fight.

Pain raced through her arm. Blood trickled down her sleeve soaking through the fabric and running off her fingers. She turned to dig her dagger into the man behind her, grinning manically as she watched the blade reach its target. She withdrew, only to slam the knife back into his skin over and over.

He let out an injured shriek and fell, blood dripping out of his body onto the floor. "I win, bastard," Blair snarled, aiming her blade to hit him in his heart. His mangled body stopped squirming; the only breathing left in the hallway was Blair's jagged intake of breath.

She watched him for a minute, letting the thought that it was over settle before she let out a victorious scream of, "I did it! The bastard is dead!" She jumped up and down excitedly, hoping to wake up soon so she could tell Freddy the good news.

~~**~~

Blair didn't have to wait long, soon she felt herself coming out of her sleep. She grasped her bleeding arm in her hand and sat up in bed. "I did it," she whispered crawling out of the bed and heading down the hallway to find Freddy.

He was sitting in the rickety rocking chair in the corner of his room, staring out the window at the sky, or maybe he was looking into the neighbors' window at some hot tart. Blair didn't know, or care for that matter.

"Freddy?" she whispered walking through the doorway after watching him for a minute, "Freddy, I did it, I killed the bastard." A pained smile crossed her face as she held her arm to her side, shivering as the wound closed slowly.

Freddy looked up at the mention of his name, shocked to see the girl out of bed, "Did you now?" He gestured for her to come closer so he could pull her to him. "I'm glad that's behind you, have you been working on your killers training? We'll be starting up again now that you've proved you can manipulate your dreams."

Blair sat down on his knee, looking down at him; things would have to go back to what they were before between them soon, teacher and student. None of these gentle touches, and definitely no more kisses; this left Blair feeling awkward and lonely, even if he was sitting right there.

She sighed and nodded, "I've been stalking Michael and Jason through the house when they aren't looking, and they haven't caught me." She looked up at the brightening sky, "I guess it's about time to get to work then, huh?"

Freddy nodded a wicked smirk playing across his face, "Lets see if you've still got it, go get dressed and grab your knife, we're ready for some play." He pushed her off his lap and went down the steps to ground zero in the living room.

Blair went back to her room, changed into her uniform, and grabbed her knife. She put a smile on her face and took the steps two at a time to get back to Freddy, who was waiting patiently on the couch.

As she approached, he took off, running past her into the kitchen. She turned and took off after him, trying to catch up before he went through the back way to make a complete circle. She followed him, sprinting up the stairs taking them as quick as she could, making as little noise as possible. She cornered him in one of the bedrooms, pressing her blade into his throat.

"So," she growled out, "do I pass?" When he nodded she let him go, a large smile on her face, "It felt natural, a bit rusty, but with a couple more days of practice I'll be good to go." She pushed her hair behind her ear and took a deep breath, "Time for round two?"

"Time for you to eat," Freddy replied walking toward the door, "you need nourishment before we do much more practice." He ran his clawed hand down her arm, sending a shiver up her spine before walking out of the door.

She stood there for a minute, trying to catch her breath before following him down the stairs to the kitchen. She took a seat at the table and watched him; he was attempting to cook eggs and hash browns, and they would probably end up burnt, just like every other meal he had tried to make for her. It was still endearing that he was trying to take care of her though.

She ate the semi-decent food in silence, watching Freddy across the table from her. The tension between the two was so thick you could cut it with a knife; both of them could feel it in the air. The urge to get closer to each other almost overpowering, yet still they denied it, knowing that as 'master' and 'apprentice' it wouldn't be right.

With a nod, both were up, Freddy out of the room in a blink of her eyes, Blair following behind him just as quick. She cornered him this time in one of the downstairs rooms that must have been an office at one point in time, now it lay abandoned.

With his nod of approval Blair didn't back down, instead got closer until she was a mere breath away from him. Slowly he bent down and caught her lips with his, bringing his clawed hand up to hold her head in place.

She kissed him back, letting out all her pent up emotions out in the kiss. She broke away and took off, making him peruse her for once. She hid in one of the upstairs closets, knowing it was a predictable move that would get her caught.

He found her moments later, where they resumed their kiss, the tension between them dissipating as their lips collided. They pulled apart, panting for breath as they looked at each other, both shocked and at a loss for words.

It took Freddy a few minutes to find his voice; he was the first one to sort out what he wanted to say to her, "So, training might be a whole lot more fun for the both of us from now on, huh?"

Blair laughed, nodding in agreement before her lips came up to meet his again. Training was going to be a whole lot more rewarding than either of them would have thought when Freddy first sprang his little proposition on her all those months before.

AN: So, after all those months of leaving this rotting, I decided to finish it off. I hope this final chapter is as good for you as it was for me. Don't fret though; I'll have more horror movie stories out sometime soon. Though I'm leaving Blair and Freddy behind, you can look forward to some OC Leatherface action in the future!

Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to you!