A/N: Here is another chapter! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Halloween or anything related to it, it belongs to John Carpenter. The only thing I own is my character Clementine.


October 31st, 1988

Sheriff Meeker's cop car pulled up right in front of them and out came Meeker and an unknown man who appeared to be sporting a burned look. Wait, was he the one who was in the fire that night with Michael? The one Laurie mentioned? Was this Michael's doctor? All these questions buzzed in her head as she noticed the two men approaching them more and more. "You're not safe here." Meeker announced. No, we're not safe anywhere. Clementine thought. They brought them to the back of the police car and Rachel slid in with Jamie following suit, Clem just looked at the two men with a serious gaze. It wouldn't matter where they took them there was no escaping. "Clementine, get in the car." Coaxed Meeker. Sighing to herself she gradually got into the backseat of the car and shut the door.

But just as the doctor and Meeker were about to get back into the car, the sheriff stopped with his gun in hand. "Loomis, look!" He suddenly said as Clem looked out from the backseat. Michael? They were still as statues and it only made her think the killer was right in front of them. Sure enough there was another man wearing the same clothes and mask that favored Michael Myers. "Christ, Doc!" Meeker shouted as the multiple Michaels seemed to be closing in before weapons were aimed at them, one took off his mask and started laughing claiming for them not to shoot. If it were up to Clementine she would have shot them anyway, she didn't care if it was a joke or the fact that it was Halloween. Dumbasses.

Jamie exhaled sharply as she rested in between the two women in the backseat with her, Clementine and Rachel took turns stroking at each side of Jamie's hair, trying to get her mind off of things but that was clearly not about to happen. For now she would try to soothe the child she was sworn to protect and help her in anyway that she could, enjoying the small moments. She wondered just where this safe place would be, completely unaware that those dark eyes that were all too familiar to Clementine were following the police vehicle right now as they started off down the street.

After a few minutes they found themselves pulling up to the home of the sheriff; Rachel was clearly not happy to be here again, Clem couldn't blame her. She probably would have saved a bullet just for Brady. She didn't have the slightest clue of what went on between Rachel and said boyfriend, but she figured it hadn't ended with Brady presenting Rachel with a bouquet of roses and a sincere poem. Keeping her thoughts to herself, Clementine watched as they were given the signal to get out of the car. Rachel grabbed one of Jamie's hands while Clem grabbed the other.

Walking inside of Meeker's home, after barely listening to Loomis and the Sheriff explain what happened, something that did not surprise her at all. Michael Myers was back in town. She always knew this would happen and she would try to stay prepared this time. Noticing the tension between Kelly Meeker and Rachel Carruthers. Her eyes landing on Brady with a roll of her eyes before she and Rachel led Jamie upstairs into one of the bedrooms where they were told to wait until they had everything protected up.

"Come on, kiddo." Rachel said as they entered the room. Clementine helped Jamie relax in the bed, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I'll be back soon to check on you, if you need anything just yell my name, I'll be here in no time. I'm not going too far, I promise and besides, Rachel is here with you, so no worries, Jamie. We'll protect you."

After she said this the woman revealed a small smile before standing back up and stepping out of the room headed in the direction of the candle lit kitchen. Her attention being grabbed by Kelly who was seeming to be up to fixing something, her back to Clem. "I must say... you're outfit really does bring out your title. Must be hard to live that up." She smirked to herself as she turned her own back to Kelly and walked out of the kitchen just in time to make out the small gasp that the other woman had made. Usually she would have stayed out of it, but she couldnt help herself.

Tilting her head to one side she spotted Sheriff Meeker and Dr. Loomis. "You really think that all of this is going to stop Michael?" She asked curiously, noticing the looks she got from Meeker and then the expression on Loomis's face made her tap at her chin. "If it will prevent a repeat, then it's worth a shot." Meeker responded at last, shrugging her shoulders, her gaze flashing over to Loomis who didn't seem to be wanting to comment on the subject. Something told her that he was wanting to agree but for the sheriff's sake he best not say anything.

Sighing softly, she raised her hands up and a light bow of her head, "You're right. Anything is worth a shot to prevent that. I understand and I'll just keep my mouth shut for now." Then just in a report and request for Meeker came up and Loomis instantly insisted on going along. As she turned around there was Rachel who seemed to be concerned for them to be leaving at a time like this, that was only natural Clementine guessed. Meeker made a motion for Rachel to follow him and Clem was left alone with just Loomis. The doctor turned to her slightly and whispered in her ear, "I think you're right." Was all he said before leaving her by her lonesome.

Nodding to confirm that the doctor at least had some sense, she turned around and went up the stairs in search of the room where Jamie was in. Seeing the child asleep, Clem smiled happily, knowing this was the best thing she could have right now; just hoping that there wouldn't be any nightmares to keep her from reaching her ideal sleep. Truthfully, there was only a matter of time before Michael showed up and she was going to have to keep her sanity. That was all there was to it at this point in time. Although, something told her that she was probably going to snap at some point tonight.

Running her fingers through Jamie's hair as she slept, she figured she'd been up here for about ten or fifteen minutes and all seemed to be going well without Meeker or Loomis. How long was this going to last? She was strangely calm while thinking over the last ten years she'd spent alive. Would Michael spare her this time? Or murder her like she was just another kill on his list? No one knew that, except maybe him.

Slowly sitting up from the bed, letting Jamie's head rest on the pillow instead of against Clem's body, the woman got out of the bed and stood up. Glancing out the window of the room she questioned if she should even bother to leave the little girl all alone up here, but sure enough she'd get to her in time. There really wasn't anywhere she could really hide in this house that was a real threat to anyone who would be looking for her.

Walking downstairs she decided to check in with the remaining cop in the room, but by the time she reached the door it was stained with blood, she couldn't make much out of it because of the lack of lighting, but that was definitely blood. Was that a gun? Walking further, she stopped and turned to see it was Kelly Meeker who was attached to the door by a gun, obviously she was dead. "Clever..." She whispered under her breath before someone bumped into her; Rachel.

"Oh, sorry." She muttered just before her eyes landed on the dead, a scream half way making itself heard before Clementine clamped her hand over Rachel's mouth. "Shh.. we don't want him to know where were at, right?" She questioned quietly in her ear, feeling the young woman nod, she released her mouth from her grip and grabbed for Rachel's wrist. "Let's get upstairs to get Jamie and then we'll try and make it out of here." They quietly started out of the room and towards the stairs only to run into Brady who was armed. "Brady, we need to get out of here... now."

Clementine watched as the male nodded and started to try one of the doors before shooting at it. She rolled her eyes but stayed close behind with Rachel. "We're trapped in this house." Brady finally announced, giving a deep huff, she let go of Rachel and ran up the stairs to get Jamie. Looking in the room to see she wasn't there she bit her bottom lip and tried to process where she possibly went, not too many hiding places in this house, right?

"Rachel? She's not in her room."

"What? Where is she? I've got to find her!"

"Rachel, calm down! Look! Do you honestly think she stands a chance?"

Oh, real cool there, Brady. Show Rachel the pieces of the dead cop. Very smooth.

"She's not dead! She can't be dead!"

"Rachel?"

Jamie's little voice rang out as the little girl appeared and Rachel rushed up to hug her close. Clem was somewhat relieved, but not for long. Brady turned just as Jamie let out a scream, Clementine's gaze suddenly grabbed by what was happening at the bottom of the stairs. There he was walking up the steps ready to kill.

Michael Myers.


A/N: Hopefully, this was enjoyable to you guys and it made sense. Leave a review if you liked it. Thanks for reading, I really appreciate it!