Author's Note: Hello Jason fans! Michaellover and I have decided to do a collab story about Camp Crystal's Friday the 13th Slasher Killer, Jason Voorhees. Hope you enjoy!!

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Chapter Twelve

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The kitten had gotten enough water and food, by the very next day, it was chasing a ball of aluminum foil that Erin had made for her. The little kitten kept swatting it around, creeping up on it and chasing it. Erin was leaning against Jason. She'd found a pencil and a pad of paper. Erin tapped the pencil against her lip, so far she'd come up with a list of names for the little white kitten. But none of the names seemed to fit.

"What do you think we should name her?" Erin asked, looking at Jason.

Jason tilted his head slightly, watching the kitten run back and fourth. Whatever Erin wanted to name it, that was fine with him. He didn't know anything about naming things anyway. He looked at Erin and shrugged slightly. Erin rested her head against his chest and started tapping the pencil against her lip again, squinting up at the ceiling in thought.

"How about...Mittens?" Erin asked aloud.

At that moment, just behind the couch, the little white cat "Mittens" had gotten it's first prey. Using a 'Jason-like' technique of silently approaching the small mouse and pouncing it before the mouse could utter a squeak.

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Down at the Police Station, Reynolds took a long sip from his coffee cup. His tenth cup that morning. He'd had a man sitting in front of those monitors every hour on the hour. They'd worked in shifts.

"Where in the hell is he?" Reynolds asked.

"We've played those tapes back over and over. There are cameras set up all over those woods and there's nothing. He's either onto us or he's gotten craftier", Phillips replied.

"Or he's too busy with his new friend. The way I see it, she's not a hostage. Sorry if I'm over stating this too much, but maybe there's a bigger reason why Jason didn't kill this girl", Meyers spoke up.

"Are you telling me that one of the worlds known killers has a crush on the only girl ever to survive a body count too big to even list?" Reynolds asked.

Phillips shook his head, "If that's the case, we've got a bigger problem on our hands. Voorhees killed people for even stepping foot on that camp ground. I don't even want to imagine what he'd to us if we try to rescue the girl".

Reynolds shook his head, he had to admit...Philips had a point.

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Erin kept watching the kitten. Mittens came around the front of the couch carrying her prey, looking quite proud of herself as she began eating it. Erin gave up trying to come up with names. Mittens would have to do for now. Erin stood up and stretched.

"Hey, Jason, Can I ask you something? How come you never eat anything? Don't you ever get hungry?"

Jason shook his head 'no'. He probably COULD eat if he wanted. He just didn't NEED to, so he never bothered. Erin thought this was strange,but shrugged. Looking at the mouse Mittens was eating, Jason was once again reminded that he needed to find Erin some meat. Somewhere...

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Phillips continued watching the monitors for any sign of Jason and his little 'girlfriend'. Nothing yet. Just when he was beginning to nod off, he caught something. He immediately stared intently at the screen. It was just a glimpse, but...then it came clearly into view.

"Well, **...Hey Reynolds, get over here. You're not gonna believe this..."

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Jason walked along one of the trails, with Erin behind him, holding Mittens in her arms. Erin noticed her shoelace was coming untied. She stopped,

"Jason, could you hold Mittens, I need to tie my shoe."

Jason nodded and took the kitten gingerly from her as she crouched down to tie her shoe.

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Reynolds came oer to the moniters, and his jaw dropped.

Infamous killer, mass murderer extrodinar, Jason Voorhees, was very carefully, holding a small white kitten, scratching it's ears, as Erin knelt down to tie her shoe.

Reynolds jaw dropped.

"What the ** is going on here?!"

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Phillips turned to look at Reynolds as he spoke.

"I honestly don't know sir", Phillips told him, having not been able to hardly believe it himself.

Reynolds couldn't believe it. He just couldn't. He called some of the others into the room to watch the monitors. It was so unbelievable, he didn't think anyone would believe him if he told him.

"What the ** is this?" Matherson asked, looking over Phillips's shoulder.

"This men, is Jason Voorhees holding a kitten while his 'girlfriend' ties her shoe", Reynolds replied dryly.

"She's hot. How old is she?" Matherson asked, he was curious because he was one of the youngest on the force.

"Wouldn't get cozy with those thoughts, Jason might look soft now, he's still a killer", Meyers spoke up.

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Erin finished tying her shoe and stood back up. Jason handed her Mittens back.

"Thank you for holding her", Erin said, smiling at Jason as she took the cat.

Jason nodded and continued walking. However, a second later, he found she hadn't followed him. He turned around to see her still standing in the same spot. She was looking at something. Jason went over to see what she was looking at.

"I think...I think someone's been here", Erin said quietly, pointing to one of the cameras that been set up.

Jason looked to where she was pointing. Well this was a new low. He was sure it was the men with the uniforms and guns. They were spying on the woods. Jason looked at the camera then at Erin and then back at the camera. This made him rather angry. The stupid men were trying to take her away. And he was sure they'd set more of these devices else where. Jason motioned Erin to stand back, which she did. Jason then raised his machete, aiming for the camera.

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All the officers backed away from the monitors as they watched Jason destroy the camera. The monitor, of which they'd been watching, was now dead, nothing but black and white static.

"He's bound to find the others if she helps him", Philips spoke up.

"We're so screwed", Reynolds muttered.

Reynolds wasn't admitting defeat, not yet.

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Jason couldn't believe the stupid police officers had actually thought they could use his own forest against him. What was even more unbelievable was it had almost worked. Erin had put a stop to that. Now that Jason knew he was being watched, he had to look out for cameras. This was turning out to be a rather troublesome day... Well, never mind. Finding and destroying the cameras would be simple, with Erin's help. Jason decided to head back to the cabin. He was annoyed to find yet another camera on the way back. It met the same fate
as the other one.

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Reynolds cursed as yet another camera was destroyed. Oh well, there were still about 9 camera's left...Reynolds, unlike the recently deceased Clark and Anderson, was no idiot rookie, or charger-inner. He was smart, calm, and efficient. Should Jason somehow find and destroy the cameras, there were other ways to watch him...Jason was going down. And the girl, who was obviously either brainwashed or suffering from stockholm syndrome, would be brought back to her family.

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When they got home, Jason was in a bad mood. He all but kicked down the door. Erin took his hand,

"Jason, it's okay. there's no need to get upset...tomorrow we'll go look for the camera's okay? Do you want me to read to you?"

Jason nodded. Erin smiled, putting Mittens down onto the couch beside Jason,

"Okay, I'll get some water for me and Mittens and then I'll read you some short stories."

She bustled into the kitchen, filling up her glass of water and getting a bowl for Mittens.

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Erin brought Mittens her bowl of water and placed it on the floor. Mittens just sat on the couch and meowed. Erin went through the pile of books and found the book with short stories in it. She sat down on the couch, holding her cup of water in her left hand and holding the book with her right hand. She took a long sip of water, before placing the cup on the floor.

She crossed her legs in an indian style fashion and placed the book on her lap. Mittens jump off the couch and began prowling around the cabin, looking for another mouse and just sniffing around. Mittens found the ball of aluminum foil and began batting it around again. Erin opened up to the page she'd stopped reading from, having read to Jason before hand.

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Jason listened to Erin as she began to read aloud to him. Her voice was so soft and delicate. As he watched her read the book, he looked down at her hand. He seemed to like the sensation of her hand holding his. She had taken his hand only a few minutes ago. Unthinkingly, Jason took her hand and held it in his. He didn't think she'd mind.

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Erin didn't say anything as he took her hand. She just continued reading. She had only stumbled over one word but it was because the ink was slightly faded on the page. So it wasn't a big deal. She flushed slightly, however.

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Jason noticed Erin's face turning just a little red. Was she thirsty? It didn't occur to him she was blushing. He reached down and picked up her glass of water, letting go of her hand, and handed it to her.

"T-thank you Jason..." she said putting the book down for a second to grasp the cup and taking a long gulp of the cool water.

Her hands shook a little as she handed the cup back to him, The book slipped off her lap, dropping to the floor. Erin jumped a little at the noise, spilling water all over Jasons lap,
and the floor, seeping into the book pages.

"I'm Sorry!" Erin said looking for something to dry up the water with, "I'm so stupid and clumsy..."she said, her eyes tearing up slightly.

So much had happened...first the Pothead guy from the party last night, those guys this morning, the cameras...And now this. It was too much for her to handle. tears began pouring down her cheeks.

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Jason put a hand around her shoulder and pulled her into his lap, embracing her tightly. Trying to tell her that it was okay. He tucked her head under his chin, rocking her back and forth gently. His hand stroking her back soothingly.

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Erin felt Jason trying to sooth her as best as possible. She felt his hand rubbing her back. He was trying to tell her it was okay. She buried her face against his chest. Her eyes blinked, trying to blink away the tears. She sniffled a little. She closed her eyes and tried to keep herself calm. She felt her body relax slightly. How could she have been so stupid...spilling her cup of water and of course, spilling the water on Jason as well, all because she'd been jumpy over the sound of a book.

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Jason felt her relax a little bit and apparently she'd stopped crying but he heard her sniffle a bit as she buried her face against his chest. As he rubbed her back, bringing his hand up near the top of her back, he felt something brush against his hand. One of the dark red locks of her hair had brushed against his hand. He brushed his finger against it, wondering what it felt like. It felt soft. He liked the sensation of being close to her. And he wasn't about to let some stupid police officers or anyone else take her away from him.

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Reynolds had gone home to get some rest. So, Philips and Meyers were left in charge of watching the monitors. There were still 9 cameras left standing. But there was nothing going on. The only thing they'd seen move was a couple of squirrels and a humming bird. Nothing else.

"This is bull shit, there is no way he's going to come back out in the open now that he knows there are cameras watching his every move", Meyers said.

"I'm beginning to think you were right", Philips replied.

"Right about...?" Meyers asked, turning to look at him.

"There's a bigger reason for why all of this is happening. I think we should just let Jason destroy the rest of the cameras", Philips exclaimed, "If we try setting foot on that camp ground, we're good as dead".

Stevens came into the room carrying a file, he came over and stood in front of the monitors, not that it mattered...there was nothing on there anyway.

"Reynolds had me look up anything on the girl", Stevens stated, handing the file to Philips, "Erin Parker. Age 20. She has no family. Dad left her and her mother when Erin was five. Mom died in a car accident when Erin was fifteen. She has no address or mailing address. She's stayed with friends over the past five years. Two of her friends are in Europe. Seven of her friends are now dead, thanks to Jason. And four others are widely scattered, college bound I suspect".

Philips flipped through the file, "Medical record is clean. She has no history of medical illness. She isn't on any medications. No proscriptions for anything. She's not allergic to anything. She's never missed a doctor's check up. She's perfectly healthy for her age".

"Anything in there about liking psycho killers?" Meyers asked.

"Yeah, right here. Says Freddy Kruger was her prom date", Philips replied sarcastically.

"Really?" Meyers asked.

"No", Philips said, "Now, what are we gonna tell Reynolds?"

"The truth. There's no way we're rescuing that girl without a blood bath", Stevens exclaimed, crossing his arms.

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Another officer, Janson, looked at them

"Why bother? She obviously doesn't WANT to be rescued... why go through the effort?"

Reynolds walked up behind him and pushed him aside, "Because Jason Voorhees is a cold blooded Killer, that's why. And it's our job to take him down. Whether or not the girl WANTS to be rescued."

Janson,shrugged, "Fine, do what you want, your life, not mine. I'm a truant officer," he said sweeping out of the room.

Reynold muttered under his breath, "I hate that guy..."

"We all do sir," Meyers said, "We all do."

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Erin felt Jason playing with her hair a little, feeling its softness and texture before continuing rubbing her back. She didn't mind. Her arm got into an uncomfortable position, so she lifted it up, placing it on Jason's Chest. Erin was almost surprised by how hard it was through his shirt. She knew he was strong, but she never realized just how powerful he was. She wondered how he controlled his own strength. The more she thought about it, the more she realized just how strong he really was. He could crush her like a toothpick just like *that* without any effort.

And yet, here he was, holding her carefully, and gently stroking her back, as if he wasn't. He was putting so much effort into being careful with her...Erin wasn't the type of girl to just get "turned on". In fact, much to the teasing of her friends, she was still a virgin. But in that moment, Erin wanted Jason. She wanted him bad.

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"Are you sure this is such a good idea?" Stevens asked.

He, Philips, Meyers and unfortunately, Janson, were driving down the road leading to the camp. Janson had been sent along because Reynolds hated him and of course, it was a direct order. They drove in an actual car because the police cruiser would be too noticeable.

"It's supposed to rain tonight. Those cameras need their protective padding. Luckily we had some plastic gear to cover them", Meyers replied.

"What if Jason finds us? We're putting ourselves in danger", Janson pointed out.

"Oh don't worry, Jason's probably busy with his girlfriend, we'll be gone before he notices", Philips exclaimed.

Neither of the officers actually knew how right he possibly was.

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Erin kicked off her shoes and then leaned over to take off her socks. Her feet were kind of hot from having them on, she usually didn't wear shoes or socks while being in doors anyway. Erin dropped her socks on to the floor. Mittens found her socks to be quiet interesting, taking one of them in her mouth, Mittens ran across the room with it. Erin didn't mind, she had a whole bunch of socks in her duffel bag. She wouldn't worry about it...what she had to worry about...was what she was feeling right at this very moment.

She was sort of shy as she had never had these types of feelings before. She blushed slightly. And the fact that she and Jason were this close, she was rather embarrassed. Jason noticed her face turning another shade of pink. He tilted his head slightly. He put his hand against her cheek, gently holding her face in his hand. Erin rested her hand against his, her fingers gently running across the back of his hand. Jason remembered an earlier sensation of liking her being so close to him.

And this new sensation he know felt as he looked at her. Jason felt his cheeks get hot, just like they had before the first time she'd ever curled up against him. But this sensation..it was...different. His hand, of it's own accord, it seemed, moved down to her arm and then her leg. His fingers feeling the softness of her skin. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, so her skin was a light creamy complexion. Her skin, it felt nice.

Erin smiled. She didn't mind. It was only making her want him more. Jason pulled her a little closer so her hands were now resting against his chest. His other hand, which was around her waist, began to to stroke her waist gingerly. And it seemed...Jason wanted her too.

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Erin let out a sigh as Jason's hands played over her waist, they were so warm against her skin. She closed her eyes

"Jason..."

Jason loved the sensation of Erin's Skin. It was so soft...He moved his hands further up her body, taking her shirt with them. Erin shuddered as he slipped it over her her head. He ran his hands along her shoulders. Erin removed her hands from his chest and shakily unclasped her bra, exposing her breasts to him.

Jason had seen breasts before whenever he killed naked woman, but he had never really paid attention. Well, he was paying attention NOW. Her breasts were just as pale as the rest of her body, her nipples were dark pink. He raised his hands and gave them a soft squeeze. Erin's head rolled back as she let out a loud gasp of pleasure. Jason picked her up, carrying her across the room to the door that led to the small bedroom where the cabins previous owners had slept.

He placed her onto the middle of the bed, her red hair flaring against the crisp white sheets. He propped himself above her on his hands and knees, staring down at her. Light from the fireplace came in through the door, giving just enough light to see her. He put his hands on her chest again, caressing her breasts.

Erin moaned as his hands teased and gave her pleasure. She arched her back to meet his touch. She tugged at Jason shirt. Jason realized she wanted him to take it off. He sat up, removing his jacket and shirt and tossing them across the room, not caring where they landed. And after a moment of personal debate, he removed his mask as well, dropping it beside the bed.

Erin couldn't see his face very well in the dim lighting. But she could clearly see his eyes. They were sky blue, and full of passion.

"Jason..."

She reached up and pulled him down, so that his chest touched hers as she kissed him. Jason's kissed her back, stroking the side of her face gently. His tongue prodded at her bottom lip, requesting entrance. Erin opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to swirl inside. Jason let out a groan. She tasted just like cinnamon!

Erin felt darts of pleasure shoot down to her stomach, feeling her body warm up. This was no longer a matter of want, she NEEDED him now...Her hands shaking, she reached down and slipped off her shorts, her panties with them.

Jason looked down at Erin's nude body. The hair between her legs was just as red and curly as the hair on her head. It was also glistening with wetness. Jason let out a strangled groan. He quickly reached down and unzipped his jeans, in a matter of moments he was as naked as she was.

Erin inhaled sharply as she caught sight of his manhood. He was...big...but she guessed that was to be expected...he was a big man.

She forced herself to relax as Jason positioned himself. However, she couldn't help but let out a nervous squeak as Jason pressed himself against her. Jason looked her, concerned. Her eyes were full of desire, but also a bit of anxiety. Erin took a deep breath to calm herself, meeting Jason's concerned gaze.

"I'm ready Jason...It's just, this is my first time...It's going to hurt me at first...so, be gentle with me, okay?"

Jason nodded, pressing his lips against hers lovingly. He entered her slowly, feeling her barrier break as he sheathed himself inside her hot, tight body. Erin bit back a cry of agony as white hot pain ripped through her abdomen as Jason broke through her virgin barrier. Tears leaked down her cheeks as she let out a quiet sob. Jason nuzzled the spot where her neck met her shoulder, apologizing for the pain he was causing her. Jason bit his lip. His body wanted to move, but he forced himself to stay still to ease her pain.

After what seemed like an hour, the pain faded to a dull throb. Erin looked up at Jason, her eyes still misty from crying. She wrapped her legs around his waist, which helped ease the pain more. She closed her eyes as she whispered in Jason's ear,

"Go..."

Jason pulled out nearly half way, then pushed back in, starting a slow, gentle rhythm. Erin let out a sigh. There was still some pain, but it was quickly being replaced by another sensation. She raised her hips, moaning from the pleasure. Jason sped up his pace gradually, adding strength to his movements. Erin moaned, moving with him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"Ooohh, Jason! Ugnhhh..."

Jason shifted position, hitting her most sensitive spot. Erin threw back her head and moaned as Jason continued to pound into her, hitting the spot over and over. She felt a warm, molten sensation deep in her cut coiling tighter and tighter. In the heat of passion, Jason bit down on her shoulder.

"Jaaaaaaasoooonnn!"

She screamed his name as she climaxed, wave after wave of of pleasure crashing against her. Her inner muscles tightened, clamping around Jason, spasaming, sending him over the edge. He thrusted quickly three more times before spilling himself inside of her, letting out a growl of pleasure. Both panted as they came down from the high of their shared **, a first for
them both. Jason settled his weight on Erin carefully, so as not to crush her. Her hair lay around her in disarray, her skin flushed. She let out a tired
yawn. She was exhausted.

Jason slowly extracted himself amd rolled onto his side, pulling the blanket from the foot of the bed, covering them both. Erin snuggled into Jason's side, both for warmth and to stay close to him. She felt so...complete...

Jason wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. Before she drifted off to sleep, Erin pressed her lips against Jason's neck in a feather soft kiss.

"Thank you Jason..." she whispered sleepily, "I love you..."

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End of Chapter 12

Hehe...hope you all enjoyed this chapter. ^ _ ^ Isn't Michaellover the best! Please give a round of applause to my Co-Author of this story. Michaellover wrote the sex scene. Very well done in my opinion. Jason and Erin had sex! SQUEE! For those of you may not know this....this is a JASON/ERIN fic! (Just a reminder.)

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