I lay in the hospital bed. Mom had told me to try and get a little bit of sleep. This was the second time we had been here in the past two hours. A nurse had told us we could spend the night if we wanted to, where we would be heavily watched. Kirby was in the bed next to me. Her shoulder wound was pretty deep, and it had gotten really bloody. "I could've kicked his ass," she told Sidney, who was sitting by her bed. "If he hadn't been such a pussy and jumped out the window, I could've easily taken him."

Sidney smiled. "I know you could have, Kirby."

Robbie and Evan ran in. Robbie ran over to my bed and kissed my forehead. "In here again? What happened exactly?"

Kirby and I told them the story, then Evan rolled his eyes. "This is bullshit. Why haven't the police got him yet?"

"Because this police force sucks," Kirby responded. "But that fly that I'm about to FUCKING KILL IF IT DOESN'T LEAVE MY HEAD ALONE could've told you that."

Robbie looked at Evan. "You know what this means, right? We have to cancel Stab-a-Thon."

Evan made a face. "Robbie, dude! No! We can't cancel Stab-a-Thon!"

"Yeah, seriously," Kirby agreed. "It's not your fault there's a fucked-up motherfucker out there. And besides, as soon as I get out of here, I'm kicking his ass."

Sidney patted Kirby's short blonde hair and gave her the glass of water she had by her bed. "Here, Kirby. Drink and be nice and quiet."

Robbie looked down at me. "What do you think we should do, Jill?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I never go anyway, and I especially won't this year."

"What is Stab-a-Thon, anyway?" asked Sidney.

"It's an all-night Stab marathon. All seven Stabs back-to-back," Evan said gleefully. "We've been doing it for the past three years. It's like an annual thing."

"And it's tomorrow night?" said Sidney. "You have to call it off."

Kirby's opinion seemed to change drastically then. "Yeah! I never thought of it like that. There's a killer out there obviously patterning his murders after the originals. It really wouldn't be a good idea, guys."

Evan rolled his eyes. "Ass-kisser."

"Can I come in?"

We all turned our attention toward the door. Jacob stood there, looking in at us. With all the murders and stuff, I had completely forgotten about him.

Kirby started to jump out of bed. "You wanna go? You wanna go? Again? Hmm? Bring it on!"
"Isn't there some sort of medication we can give to her?" asked Sidney, pushing Kirby back down. "You know, knock her the fuck out- I mean, sedate her and put her out of pain?" She gave Kirby a sympathetic look.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked through gritted teeth. I still hadn't forgotten what Jacob had done to me, and right now, I probably hated him more than Trevor.

"Jill, I wanna get all this sorted out," Jacob replied, walking into the room. "These murders have really sorta opened my eyes... I remember how close we used to be. I was sitting at home earlier today, and I thought what would happen if I lost you. So I started to call you, and I heard about your attack and about the sheriff getting killed. I thought it wasn't a good time, but then I heard about another attack, and I just had to talk to you before anything happened. Jill, you have to believe me. I'm sorry. I have liked Robbie for so long, and you just suddenly did too. I didn't handle it like I should have. You were my best friend, and I shouldn't have told everyone you were related to Sidney Prescott. I was wrong to do that, and I hope there is some way you can forgive me." He then seemed to notice Robbie in the room. "Oh, uh- hi, Robbie..." He then looked over at Sidney. "WHOA! Sidney Prescott? Jill, that's Sidney Prescott!"

I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm kinda aware." I looked down. "Jacob, if you're really sorry... then okay. I forgive you." I smiled at him. "Actually, it hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. With all these murders, I think most people have just kinda forgotten about it."
Jacob held out his arms. "Hug?"

I grinned. "Okay, Jacob. Come here!" I held my arms out.

Jacob walked over to me, smiling. We embraced in a warm, friendly hug. This was just what I needed right now. I heard Robbie go, "Aww." I looked up at him, expecting to see him looking at us... he was staring at Jacob's ass. Oh, well. Guess that's bisexual for ya.

"So, is Stab-a-Thon still on?" asked Evan.
Robbie looked over at Sidney. She sighed. "Well... I'm not letting Jill go, but if you've got some sort of supervision there, then... I don't see why you shouldn't have it."
"YES!" Evan seemed realllllyyyyyyyy excited about that. He and Robbie started dancing, Robbie doing a little girly dance that was, believe it or not, extremely cute. Things were actually sort of... happy. For the first time in awhile. If I didn't have a cut on my arm, Kirby didn't have a deep stab wound in her shoulder, and we weren't in a hospital, just for a second, we may have been able to just forget about the rest of the world, forget about what was happening, and just be the teenagers we were two weeks ago. But I knew with Stab-a-Thon would surely bring Ghostface trouble, so I had to keep my guard up.

A/N: I actually think this is one of my better chapters. I don't know why... but I like this. I felt inspired, and I've got most of the next chapter planned out, so I guess I'm back! :D Review? Thanks. It'd mean a lot. ;) (BTW, I want Robbie. lol)