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 Twenty-One
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Erin gave a contented sigh as Jason kissed along her neck, his hands on her hips, squeezing gently. Erin ran her fingers against his chest.
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Ian came back from his walk, as it had gotten dark out, very dark. He quietly went over to the couch and laid on his stomach, not knowing he had come back rather early.
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Jason reached up and put his hand against her cheek, stroking it gently. He gazed down at her. Her blue eyes stared up at him, full of tenderness and love. He leaned down and kissed her, her lips tasted warm and sweet.
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Erin sighed into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Jason ran a finger sensuously from her cheek down her neck and between her breasts down to her belly button, stopping just above the furry triangle between her legs. Erin bit her bottom lip, trying to repress the urge to make him go just a bit lower....
Jason didn't need to be asked. He gave her a mischievous grin and ran his finger up and down the bundle of nerves between her lower lips. Erin arched her back, moaning, tossing her head from side to side as Jason continued to tease her. Jason extremely enjoyed this . He had her writhing beneath him in sheer pleasure and need, and he was barely doing anything at all.
"Jason...Jason please...I need...Ungh..." she gasped between moans of pleasure.
Jason continued teasing her, ignoring her plea's. Just When Erin thought she was going to go insane. She felt Jason withdraw his finger and, somewhat roughly, turn her over on her hands and knees.
"Jason, what are you- OOH!"
She moaned as Jason entered her from behind, his hands gripping her waist firmly as he pumped himself in and out of her. Erin moaned his name , gripping the headboard on the bed to keep her balance as he slammed into her.
"Oh JASON!!!! ooh...yes...! ugnh! harder, please...!"
Jason complied, pushing into her faster and harder. Erin screamed his name as she finally came, with Jason's release seconds after. They both collapsed onto the bed, panting. Erin curled up next to him, flowering his neck and chest with kisses of gratitude for such mind-blowing pleasure. Jason purred contentedly in his throat, wrapping an arm around her.
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Ian had had to turn the TV up very loud to drown out the sounds they had made.
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Erin smiled warmly up at Jason after a minute or so. Jason leaned down and gently kissed her lips, lovingly stroking her cheek with his finger. She relaxed against him, feeling his arm around her. Jason smiled back at her. He noticed her eyes were getting that clouded, sleepy look. She needed to rest. He grabbed the blanket at the end of the bed and pulled it up over them. Erin snuggled closer to him, her face resting against his chest. Her eyes closed a second later.
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Ian turned down the volume of the TV, hearing that no noise was being made. He turned off the TV. Listening for any other noise other than Mittens purring in her sleep. It sounded as though Jason and Erin had finally gone to bed. Ian curled up in the fetal position, staring into space. He slowly fell asleep after a while.
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Jason watched as Erin slept. He put his hand on her stomach, tenderly stroking it as she slept. He couldn't believe it when she had told him that she was pregnant...now however...they were having two babies. He smiled to himself as he looked at Erin. Admiring her as she slept. He remembered that night when she had accidentally ran into him and had hurt her ankle in the process...all of that had led to this. Jason couldn't have been more happier.
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Ian woke up later that night. It was around midnight. he arms were bothering him. both had been cut up by that fox, and even though Erin AND the doctors had treated them, they felt sore and itchy. He decided to unwrap them to give them some air. If he didn't he could get a rash or an infection. He undid first one, then the other. Scratches and bite marks decorated his arms. He stepped outside. It was a bright night. the moon was full, and the stars were out. He made his way down the hill to the camp. He walked down the dock where the canoes sat in long rows or 5 or six. When he reached the end of the dock he removed his shirt and pants, so he was wearing only his boxers.
He eased himself into the water. the cold made him jump for a moment, but he soon adjusted. He dove down about 6 or 7 feet, his dread locks swirling around his face in a Medusa-like fashion. He opened his eyes and looked up at the moon, shimmering from above the water. Ian held his breath for as long as he could. letting the soothing, cold depths numb the pain in his wounds.
After a minute, he could no longer hold it in, and he swam back up, gasping for air. Feeling better, he climbed out, squeezed out his boxers, and re-dressed. He made his way back up to the cabin, Wondering if Jason or Erin had realized he had gone out.
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Neither Erin or Jason knew that Ian had left, as they had both been asleep. Just as Ian was heading back towards the cabin, Erin's bowels loosened. She opened her eyes and groaned. She had to pee. Erin got up, feeling sore from her and Jason's little love making session earlier. She took the blanket with her, wrapping it around her because she was still too asleep to look for her t-shirt. She left the bedroom and went into the bathroom.
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Ian quietly went back into the cabin, crossing his fingers and hoping Jason didn't wake up and try to attack him. Ian sat back on the couch, still soaking wet from swimming in the lake. But his arm felt a bit better. When he heard the toilet flush, he tensed. He looked up, expecting Jason to come out of the bathroom...however, he didn't expect for Erin to come out of the bathroom. She had the blanket tightly wrapped around her.
Because of the fire place, Ian could only see a little bit of her. Ian's face got rather hot and he stared down at the floor where Mittens was still curled up. Erin hadn't seen him, however, and went back into the bedroom, yawning. Ian felt rather guilty seeing Erin wrapped in a blanket. He laid down on the couch, wondering if he would be able to go to sleep.
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Erin laid back down on the bed, cuddling against Jason. Jason opened one eye sleepily as she got back into bed. He had heard the toilet flush, so he gathered that she might have gone to use the bathroom. He wrapped an arm around her, bringing her closer to him. He went back to sleep a second after she did.
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In the morning, Erin awoke to the smell of cooking eggs and sausage. She sat up, inhaling. Jason felt her move, and also woke up. He sat up behind her. He rubbed her shoulders and kissed the spot where her neck joined her shoulder. She smiled at him.
"Good morning to you too, Jason...I think Ian's cooking."
Jason gave a small nod. After they were both dressed, they went into the kitchen. Sure enough, Ian was standing there, wearing a white shirt and black slacks. and , of all things, a pink apron.
Erin giggled and Jason snickered to himself.
Ian turned to them.
"Ah, you're awake.I made breakfast. Sausage and egg omelets with cheese, and some spices I found in the cabinet. I already fed and watered the chickens.
Oh, by the way, some of their eggs hatched. last night, so we have some birdies now."
"Oh really?" Erin asked, "I'll go look at them after breakfast."
"Well, bon appetite" Ian said, removing the apron and hanging it on a nearby hook.
He seemed much more at home cooking than he did anything else. He was a chef after all. He had re-bandaged his arms long before Erin and Jason had awoke, so they were well covered and had not interfered with his cooking abilities
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Erin shared some of her breakfast with Jason, letting him try Ian's cooking. She of course ate most of it, seeing how she wasn't just eating for two anymore, she was now eating for three.
"It was very delicious", Erin replied, after she was done and putting her plate in the sink.
Jason gave a nod to Ian as well.
"Well, thank you", Ian said.
"I'm going to see the baby chicks", Erin decided going to the door and opening it, stepping outside.
Stepping outside, Erin went over to the hen's cage and saw some of the small little chicks. Jason had followed her, standing beside her as she looked at the baby chicks.
"Aww...they're so cute", Erin exclaimed gently, she turned and smiled up at Jason, "Just think, in a few months, we'll have two little babies of our own". She put a hand on her stomach as she talked.
She and Jason went back inside a few minutes later, as Erin was still intrigued by the baby chicks. Ian was cleaning up the kitchen, having just cooked breakfast. Erin went to go into the kitchen to help.
"Oh no. I cooked breakfast, I'll clean up", Ian said, "You do everything around here. You cook, clean. You've been very helpful and kind. Let me clean up for you, it's the least I can do".
Erin smiled, "Alright then, you can stay and clean. And I'll go with Jason".
Ian's face fell. She had just won a win/win situation. He could either let her do what she wanted, which was clean up the kitchen or let her go on patrol with Jason, which she didn't mind doing either. Jason made a smug look behind his mask as he grabbed his machete, gesturing for her to follow him.
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Ian made a face. Erin was clever. She'd make a good mom.
"See ya," He said as they left. He got back to work scrubbing the counters and the stove.
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Erin walked alongside Jason, who had slowed in order for her to keep up. Plus, he was in no hurry. He could take all the time he wanted patrolling to make sure no one was here. Erin hummed to herself, almost skipping. she felt really happy. The babies were fine, and they could get things they needed now. Life was wonderful...
Little did they know they were being watched. cleverly hidden was a small, motion detection camera. and It had just recorded Jason.
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Matherson, Phillips replacement, had set them up various times when Jason was not around. He watched Jason from the many dozens of cameras he had had placed all over the forest.
"I've got you now, you **' murderer...I've got you now...."
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However, as Matherson watched the cameras, Erin came onto another motion detection camera and it started recording her. Matherson's mouth fell open as he watched her.
"Holy **", He swore under his breath.
He noticed that Erin was different from the last time they had tried to keep an eye on her and Jason. Erin was pregnant. Matherson's throat went dry as he put two and two together, figuring out that she must be pregnant with Jason's child or in this case children but he had no idea she was pregnant with twins.
Janson came in a moment later, noticing the monitor that Matherson was looking at.
"Don't tell me...she didn't...", Janson muttered, frowning.
"Yep. She's pregnant with that **'s child", Matherson said, rubbing his temples and groaning.
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Erin smiled up at Jason as she took his hand in hers. Jason looked down at her. She was so happy. And He was happy that she was happy. She could finally relax and things were looking up and were wonderful. The woods seemed calm and quiet. Just the way it should be. He listened as Erin continued to hum to herself. As they continued their little patrol of the area, Jason thought about what Ian had told him about marriage. Jason glanced at Erin again.
She was watching as a small group of robins flew by, going off to a nest in one of the trees. Her red hair dancing against her shoulders and face as she walked. Her hair seemed so light in the sun and so beautifully dark when in the shade. Jason wondered if getting married had ever crossed her mind at all. He loved her...and if getting married also meant being able to protect her from being taken away then...he'd certainly do it.
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Jason remembered what Ian had said about proposing to a girl. he needed a ring. the trouble was, be didn't have a ring he could give her to ask her. Jason thought about all those people he killed and vaguely remembered that the girls often wore jewelry. However, Jason didn't think Erin would like wearing something that came from a dead person... But Jason had taken things from bodies before and he had no qualms about doing so.
As Jason tried to decide what to do, they continued to be watched.
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Janson and Matherson watched Erin and Jason walk down the old trails.
"I can't believe she slept with Jason Voorhees..." Matherson muttered, " He probably raped her."
Janson rolled his eyes, "Will you be quiet? I'm watching the moniters..." he said, trying to consentrate. I
Regardless of what they thought, he did notice that Jason was being gentle with her.
It was just plain... weird.
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It had taken another hour and 45 minutes before Erin and Jason returned to the cabin. There hadn't been a single sign of anyone in the whole area, which had been good. Ian looked up from the TV, he had been watching a special on "cats" on the animal channel. Mittens was curled up in front of the TV, still very intrigued by the screen.
"Hi, how was your walk?" Ian asked.
"Good", Erin replied,smiling.
She made a beeline to the bathroom. The eggs and sausage were kicking in. Jason sat down on the couch, he picked up a pen and a piece of paper and started writing on it. Ian wondered what he could be possibly be writing, it wasn't until a second later, however, that Jason handed Ian the piece of paper.
"'I need your help. Did you happen to find any rings in those trunks we went through? I want to ask Erin to marry me' ", it read.
Ian looked at him, "Actually, I went back down there while you two were gone", he leaned over and opened up the side drawer to the table on his side of the couch, "And I found this in the pile of trinkets that was in one of the trunks. I mistook it for something else because it was so dusty but I cleaned it off".
Jason looked at it. It was a silver band and it looked to be the right size that would fit Erin. Ian told Jason that he had mistook it for something else before he realized what it was. He handed it Jason just as Erin came out of the bathroom a moment later. Jason pocketed it, he'd wait for the right moment to do it.
"I think I'm going to take a short nap before lunch", Erin said.
She walked over and lifted up Jason's mask, kissing his cheek and then lowering it again. She then went into the bedroom, closing the door just a little, leaving it just ajar.
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"Well, now what do we do?" Janson asked.
"There will be a freaking blood bath if we go in there", Matherson said.
"You know what, we have real problems all over the place. We can't just sit here and watch some murdering s.o. b and his little girlfriend forever. If people go into Jason's woods, it's their funeral. Jason already killed several of our team members. I don't see this situation getting any better", Janson stated.
"He has to be stopped", Matherson pointed out.
"The last time we sent men into those woods to stop Voorhees and rescue that girl, nobody came back. And now, that girl has a bun in the oven. We watched the monitors the last time too, apparently there was a reason Erin Parker was kept alive. Now I really don't feel like getting my head chopped off to save a girl who doesn't want to be rescued. It's a life/death situation. And I'd like to live", Janson explained.
Matherson leaned back in his chair, his partner had a point...even if he was annoying. Janson had a point.
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Erin woke up about an hour later. She stretched and walked over to Jason, who was watching TV. Erin smelled food in the kitchen, so Ian must have been cooking lunch.
She curled up into Jasons side, smiling, "Hey Jason."
Jason wrapped an arm around her, giving her a gentle squeeze. Erin laid her head against his chest and watched the cartoons that were playing on the screen. It was the Simpsons.
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Ian came out of the kitchen and found that Erin was awake.
"Well, lunch is served," he said smiling, "I made my famous chicken salad, so help yourself, Erin."
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Erin helped herself to a small plate of chicken salad. It was really good. She went back for seconds after she ate the first plate of chicken salad rather hungerily.
"You must really like it", Ian replied, still working on his first helping.
"I'm sorry, it's just -", Erin started to say but Ian waved his hand in the air casually.
"Your pregnant and eating for three, don't worry about it", Ian told her.
After lunch, Erin went into the kitchen and started cleaning up, before Ian could even protest that she let him do it. Jason had gotten rather bored with watching TV and let Ian change the channel. Jason went over to Erin, putting his hands on her shoulders. Rubbing his hands up and down her shoulders gently. She smiled up at him.
"Mmm...that feels good. Could you go a little lower?" Erin asked.
Jason moved his hands against her back, gently massaging it. She seemed to like it.
"Thank you", She replied softly.
Jason nodded. He removed his mask and gently kissed her. Putting his mask back on, he moved towards the door. He needed to go make sure no on had snuck into the camp. After Jason left, Ian got up and went into the kitchen setting his dish on the counter.
"After you're done, want a go at Checkers?" Ian asked.
"Oh, you are so on. And you are going down", Erin exclaimed.
Ian set up the board at the small kitchen table as she finished up cleaning off the counters about twenty minutes later. Erin went over and sat down opposite Ian.
"Your red", Ian stated.
"Fine by me", Erin said, grinning, "Your first".
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Jason walked among the tree's, not noticing the small camera's that had been so carefully hidden amongst the tree's and underbrush.
At the station, Matherson and Janson watched him.
"Look's like he's alone this time," Janson said. Matherson nodded.
"I wonder where he keeps her..."
"I dunno. A cave somewhere?"
Matherson rolled his eyes, "I doubt it. He's probably got a hideout somewhere nearby. He leaves to patrol the area 3 times a day. I say we sneak in like before, when he's far from the camp,and search the whole area."
Janson looked at him, "I plan to stay ALIVE, Matherson."
Matherson scoffed, "Did you die the other 5 times we snuck in to put in those cameras?"
"Well-"
"Then we're going. Tomorrow morning."
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When Jason returned to the cabin nearly an hour and a half later, Ian was sitting on the couch watching TV. Mittens was curled up in Ian's lap purring as Ian scratched behind her ears.
"Hi Jason", Ian said casually, glancing up, "Erin's in taking a bath".
Jason nodded. He knew she liked having her privacy, much to the fact that he had seen and touched every inch of her body but he wanted to check in with her and let her know he'd come home. He headed towards the bathroom and opened up the door, going into the bathroom and closing it behind him.
Erin had been sitting up, rinsing off the rest of the soap. She looked up as Jason came into the bathroom. She gave him a small smile. She was usually rather modest but it didn't seem so important at the moment. Jason could smell the cinnamon scent that was coming from her. He watched as she stood up, struggling a little as she did so. He went over and helped her. Erin tried not to lean too much against him, as she was soaking wet.
"Thank you", She said softly, "Could you hand me that towel?"
Jason nodded, grabbing the towel she was pointing to and handing it to her. Erin took it from him and began drying off. Starting with her hair and working her way down. Jason watched in fascination as she gently and dried herself off. She wrapped the towel around her a moment later. Blushing just a little.
"Thanks, Jason", Erin replied, smiling.
Jason put his hand against her cheek, holding it lovingly, before turning and leaving the bathroom.
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Janson sat his desk, trying to pass the time before having to head home and sleep, what might be his last night alive. He thought Matherson was crazy for wanting to go and poke around in those woods.
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"Crazy bastard..." he muttered to himself. spinning his pen between his fingers, "It's not bad enough the Chief when down there and got killed, he has to go right down there and get me and himself killed. Just to rescue some little redhead that doesn't even want to be saved."
It was just a potential waste of their lives...
"Crazy bastard..." he muttered again.
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That night, after dinner, Ian helped Erin with the dishes. She had put him in charge of drying the dishes.
"How are your arms, by the way?" Erin asked, almost out of random thought.
"They itch but I know they're healing. I had to let them breath, so I went down to the lake and took a swim last night", Ian replied.
Erin looked down at the plate she was washing, "You shouldn't go outside by yourself when it's that dark out".
"You don't have to -", Ian started to say but Erin gave him a look.
"I've never asked Jason not to kill anyone but I asked him not to kill you. And by going out into the dark night by yourself, you could get yourself killed by a bear or something. Which would mean I used all my sympathy all for nothing", Erin exclaimed quietly.
Ian nodded as she passed him the plate she'd been washing. By the time they were done, Jason had come back from his evening rounds. Ian went over to the couch, sitting down and picking a book, getting a head start on some early reading before bed. Erin went over to Jason and put her arms around him. Jason wrapped an arm around her waist. She smiled up at him, warmly leaning against his chest. Jason put his hand against her cheek, brushing it tenderly.
Ian tried his best to try and be polite and ignore them. But he found they were more interesting than the plot in the book he was reading, which evidently was the book Erin had been reading the day Jason had first brought her to the cabin over two months ago. After Erin and Ian exchanged "good nights", she and Jason went into the bedroom. Ian closed the book and set it on the floor, laying on the couch and falling to sleep, thankful that Erin and Jason did take a night off once and a while.
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Early the next morning, not even ten minutes after eight, Erin woke up. Jason felt her move and woke up not seconds later. He looked down at her as she looked back up at him.
"I was thinking, since the camp has been so quiet lately, I was wondering...if...if you wouldn't mind sleeping in just this once?" She asked.
Jason thought about this for a moment. After much personal debate, he shook his head. He leaned down and kissed her gently. Erin smiled up at him and snuggled closer to him, going back to sleep. As he held her, rubbing her back gently as she slept, he decided that he liked this idea. He didn't mind sleeping in...just this once.
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When Ian got up around ten-thirty, he looked around for a moment. Noticing that everything was the same as last night. Mittens had jumped up onto the couch a moment later.
"I guess they decided to sleep in", Ian muttered quietly, looking at the cat and patting her.
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Ian had become very good friends with Mittens. She always jumped up on the couch and gave him some affection when he needed it. Ian picked her up and stroked her, listening to her purr.
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Janson and Matherson climbed out of the undercover police cruiser. It looked like a normal, silver car with bulletproof windows and reinforced doors built to withstand extreme force. Janson hated leaving that car. It was practically the only thing they had that was 'Jason-proof'.
Matherson looked around appraisingly.
"By the power of reason, we can assume Jason's hideout is NOT here in the camp. otherwise people would have found him by now..."
Janson was silent, so Matherson continued.
"We can also assume he doesn't just live in the woods, or in a cave, since the girl, Erin, was in such good shape. Therefore, there must be a place nearby..."
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Janson was apprehensive about moving forward and away from the car. Though, Matherson was being hard headed and unreasonable, so...Janson followed, much to his displeasure. They found Ian's truck not ten minutes later.
"This wasn't here before", Matherson muttered.
Janson looked around nervously. He hated to have to look down at the ground and point out the obvious but there were foot prints in the dirt. Big foot prints.
"I think I know where Jason is", Janson muttered.
"Where? And please, do speak up", Matherson exclaimed.
Janson sighed, "There's foot prints leading into the woods, here and up this slope", Janson pointed out, directing towards the direction in which the foot prints were going.
"Let's follow them", Matherson said.
Janson shook his head. They were good as dead.
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Erin watched as Jason dressed, putting on his shirt and jacket and then finally putting on his mask. Erin got up and dressed a moment later, pulling a clean pair of shorts and underwear, along with an over large t-shirt. She and Jason left the bedroom a second later. Ian turned around, holding Mittens in his arms. He set Mittens down.
"Morning", Erin said.
Ian put his finger to his mouth, telling her to be quiet. Jason looked at him for a moment, as did Erin.
"I was standing by the window a second ago, I saw something or someone moving around outside", Ian whispered.
Erin turned to Jason, her hand clutching the sleeve of his jacket. He looked down at her, seeing the worry in her eyes. He motioned her back into the bedroom. She tried not to cry as she leaned against him. Jason knew she didn't want to be taken away from him. And he wouldn't let that happen. He put his hand against her cheek, reassuring her that everything was going to be alright. He motioned her to sit on the bed. Erin sat down as he left the room.
Jason came back a second later, carrying Mittens. Erin took Mittens from him. Jason gave her a quick kiss before leaving the room again, shutting the door behind him. Ian was rather confused as to what was going on. Jason pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, scribbling down something rather fast. He handed the piece of paper to Ian.
" 'The men with guns are trying to take Erin away. They need to be killed' ", it read.
Ian nodded. He didn't like the fact that he was probably going to see a couple of people get killed but Jason was doing it to protect the one he loved. It was an act of protection and defense. Ian tossed the piece of paper into the trash can as Jason hid behind the door, machete in hand. Ian understood what he had to do. Open the door and let the cops in, and then Jason would kill them.
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Janson and Matherson approached the cabin about fifteen minutes later. The hens and chicks in the coop started clucking as they approached. Matherson swore under his breath, something about the stupid birds blowing their cover.
"Someone either lives here or this is Jason's hide out", Matherson replied.
Janson hopped it was the first one. But he was probably wrong.
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Matherson examined the scene for a minute, then turned to Janson, "Knock on the door."
Janson gave him a look. "Why do I have to-"
"Just do it."
Janson heaved a heavy sigh and walked over, knocking on the door.
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Ian, still unsure he could actually help Jason kill people, even by opening the door, reluctantly went over to the door and opened it a bit. He saw a youngish man in his 20's like him.
"Hello? How may I help you?"
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Janson heaved a sigh of relief, "Hello, I'm DJ Janson of the police department." He held out his hand, friendly.
Ian shook his hand, feeling guilty. "Ian Patterson. This is my home."
"Do you live up here alone?" Janson asked.
Ian nodded, "Yes, I live up here alone. My wife recently died."
Janson shook his head, "That's too bad. I'm sorry to hear that."
Just as Ian was about to respond. Janson glanced at his arms.
"Say...what happened to your arms?"
"Oh, uh...I was attacked by a fox I found stuck in a trap when I freed it...Would you like to come in for some coffee?"
Janson smiled, "I'd love a cup, come on Matherson."
Matherton seemed wary, "Sure...let me go make sure I put the brakes on the car..."
He headed down hill slowly and casually, soon out of sight. Janson shrugged and went inside.
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As Matherson walked back to the car, he had a reason to be suspicious. The whole thing seemed fishy. He really didn't have to check on the brakes for the car, he stopped about five feet from the tree line, his hand on his gun. Listening for any sign of movement. He knew he'd probably never see Janson again, so he decided to head back up to the cabin.
"Shit", He muttered.
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As Janson set foot into the cabin, Ian made his way into the kitchen, acting casual. Making a pot of coffee. Well...it was morning, after all. When the door behind Janson shut, Jason stepped away from the wall, machete tightened in his grip.
"Do you want cream and sugar?" Ian asked, trying not to look up.
"Just sug - ", Janson started to say.
Ian had to glance up and then wished he hadn't. Janson's body fell to the floor not a second later. Jason pulled the machete out of Janson's back and then severed his head, making sure he died. Ian then wondered how Erin put up with it but then again, hearing what she said last night, apparently she didn't mind that Jason killed people.
Jason grabbed Janson's head and body and went out the front door to dispose of them.
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Matherson was only standing a few feet away as Jason came out with Janson's head and body.
"Alright you son of a bitch, stand still", Matherson muttered, slowly taking out his gun.
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Now, Matheraonwas no idiot. he knew enough about Jason Voorhees to know he couldn't just be shot. As Jason turned to shut the door when he exited the cabin. He jumped out and hit Jason with the guns hilt, just below the neck, hard.
Jason stiffened and fell limp to the ground, landing with a thud, unconcious.
Matherson smirked, "Got ya, you son of a **..."
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Ian and Erin both heard the thud as Jason hit the ground. Erin ran from the bedroom to the door at the same time Ian did. Erin's eyes widened when she saw Jason unconscious.
"Jason!"
Matherson pointed his gun at them, "Nobody move or I'll shoot."
Erin and Ian stood perfectly still.
Matherson glared at Jason's unconscious form. After all these years, he'd finally got him.
"I am James Matherson of the law. Here's how it's going to go down. You two are coming with me. As for this ** hole..." he pulled out syringe filled with a pink fluid and crouched down, injecting it into Jasons neck.
Erin gasped, "What did you just inject him with?!"
"A tranquilizer. It'll keep him unconscious until the others get here..."
He pulled out a walkie talkie "Justin? this is Matherson. I've got Voorhees. He's unconscious. Janson? He's dead...yeah, I know...Bring the big truck, the one with the restraints. And tranquilizers...lots of tranquilizers."
He turned it off and turned back to Erin and Ian.
"As soon as the others get here...you're coming with me..."
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Jason woke up feeling groggy. He tried to move, but was unable to do so. He raised his head, he was covered in thick Iron chains. Ones even he couldn't break. He looked out a nearby window and saw the moon overhead, as well as stars. But the last thing he remembered was it was still morning...now it was night?
Only one conclusion came to Jasons mind.
He'd been captured. And if he'd been captured...
That meant they had Erin and Ian too.
Jason tried to move again, but the drugs they were using to subdue him took effect again and knocked him out once more.
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Erin stared at her hands for a very long time. She didn't know how long. She felt Ian shift beside her. But she didn't look at him. Ian looked at her. Even if Jason was a killer...Jason loved her. Ian knew this. He'd witnessed it. They had been brought down to the police station and were now sitting in a back room. Two cots were brought in, along with some pillows and blankets. There were no windows and the only way out was the one door and it was kept locked, from the outside.
The door opened a moment later, Matherson and two other men came into the room. Matherson looked at Erin. He couldn't believe she had survived for so long. She and her friends had tress passed in those woods and she was the only one who hadn't been killed. It bugged him to hell not knowing what made her so special that Jason hadn't wanted to kill her.
"Why couldn't you just leave me alone?" She asked finally, looking up at them, "Why couldn't you see that I was happy with him?"
"Jason Voorhees is a - ", Matherson started to say but Erin interrupted him.
"I know what he is! And I excepted him for what he is! You don't understand. He took care of me when I hurt my ankle, he iced it and made it all better. He protected me from getting raped, twice in fact. He brought me food when I needed it. He's showed love and kindness. He makes me more happier than any other person in the entire world. I love him! And he loves me. That's why when your people came to rescue me, that's why they got killed. Because you wouldn't leave us alone!", Erin replied.
Ian, Matherson and the other two officers just gaped at her. Ian moved to her side, putting his hands on her shoulders, trying to keep her calm. Her getting this upset wasn't good for her or the babies. Matherson and the other two officers turned to leave, finding that they weren't getting anywhere with either of them. Erin turned to Ian after a moment or so, laying her head on his shoulder.
"I just want Jason...and I want to go home", She muttered, bursting into tears.
Justin Bates stopped in the door way as Erin broke down in tears. He was only three years older than her. He looked over his shoulder, he knew those tears weren't fake...they were real.
...
Justin, Matherson, and Burton watched Jason in his cell. He had finally woken up and he was pacing back and forth angrily. He had already tried to smash the bars, and now, finding that was impossible. He was just pacing back and forth. Matherson pressed a button. It was a microphone which went into the room so Jason could hear them.
"Jason, why do you kill people?"
Jason looked around, then saw the speaker. He growled but said nothing.
"I don't think he can talk..." Justin said after their third attempt.
"Yeah right. He just needs the right stimulus..." Matherson said. He pressed the button again, "Jason, you want Erin, don't you?"
Jason paused when he heard Erins name.
"I think you got his attention," Burton said.
Matherson nodded, "Yes, Erin...she means something to you doesn't she?"
Jason refused to speak, but he gave a small nodd.
Matheron continued, "She's pregnant. That means you had sex with her. Did you rape her, Jason? Did you force her to give you sex? Is that why you let her live? To give you bodily gratification?"
Jason growled loudly and charged at the bars, trying to smash the speaker.
"I'll take that as a no..." He said to himself, "Why did you let her live Jason? You've killed hundreds of people. Why her why is she so special?"
Jason remained silent. Justin took the microphone from Matherson.
"Jason, we'll let Erin see you if you tell us why you let her and the other man live. We'll even let her in your cell. Just tell us why you let them live. If you can't talk, we can give you something to write with. Nod if you agree to that."
Matherson was about to snatch the microphone back, but to his shock and amazment, Jason gave a long slow nod.
"Well I'll be damned..."
...
Under Matherson's supervision, Burton and Justin brought Jason a pad of paper and a pen. Jason let them the slide the items into his sell. Jason bent down and picked up the familiar items. He looked around his cell for a moment, noticing there was a bench to sit on. He sat down on it. Leaning the pad of paper on his lap, Jason began to write.
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Matherson, Justin and Burton all stood on the other side of the plastic viewing window that looked in a the cells.
"She must have taught him to write", Justin replied, "And if that's the case, he can probably read too. I mean...he did understand what we were saying to him".
"Well, I'll be damned", Matherson muttered again, "Burton, when he's done, bring that pad of paper. Justin, go stand at your post".
...
It was nearly hour or so before Jason was done with that he was writing. He slide the pen and pad of paper back through the bars. As ordered, Burton went and got the two items. He brought them back to Matherson. Matherson pocketed the pen and took the pad of paper. Matherson looked over what Jason had written, Burton read over his shoulder.
" 'I didn't kill Erin because the minute I saw her I some how knew she was different. While killing her friends, she ran into me and hurt her ankle. After I killed the last of them, I found her in one of the cabins. Her ankle was hurt. I wanted to help. She let me take care of her after that. I brought her to a cabin I had found a long time ago. It has a place for her to sleep, eat and go to the bathroom. I protected her from getting hurt by people. She didn't want to leave and I was happy she didn't. I love Erin. She's kind, loving and gentle. She taught me to read and to write. And she's a very good cook. And I didn't kill the man who is with us is because Erin asked me not to. I didn't like him for while but he is quite nice. His name is Ian and he helps take care of Erin because she's having twins. And he someone she can talk to so she doesn't feel lonely when I'm patrolling the camp. Ian also rescued a fox from a trap a couple of hunters set, his arms got hurt because of that. Ian lost his wife. So we let him stay with us' ",
Matherson and Burton looked at each other. Matherson put his walkie talkie to his mouth,
"Justin, bring in Erin, please".
...
Erin and Ian looked up as the door to the room opened. Ian had been laying on his cot, while Erin had been sitting up still. Justin went over to Erin, offering her his hand.
"Ms. Parker, can you please come with me", He exclaimed, giving her a small friendly smile.
Erin nodded, unsure as to what was going on. Justin helped her to her feet. He led her out of the room and down the hallway. About ten minutes later, they walked through double doors. Justin flicked through his keys as he and Erin walked through another set of doors. Erin was trying to see passed him because there were no paneled windows on this wall. Justin unlocked the door and led her into the next room.
"Jason!" Erin replied happily.
Jason looked up to see Erin and Justin coming into the room. He stood up as they approached the cell. Jason allowed Justin to unlock the cell door. Erin scurried into the cell, throwing her arms around him. Justin relocked the cell door and left the room. Jason put his arms around Erin as she began crying into his chest. Jason stroked her hair gently, telling her that everything was alright. He lowered his hand to her cheek, gently holding it. Stroking it tenderly. Erin looked up at him, smiling.
Jason sat down on the bench, pulling Erin onto his lap. He tucked her head beneath his chin. Rocking her gently. He rubbed his hand up and down her back in a soothing motion. Erin laid her head against his chest, her face a light pink and slightly tear stained. She let out a happy contented sigh.
...
Justin, Burton, and Matherson watched Jason as he stroked her back. His care to be gentle with her was astounding. The moment Erin had been put in the cell with him, all his anger seemed to vanish. It was like he was another person entirely. And Erin sat curled up in his lap like he was the only thing in the world that was worth living for.
"Look at them..."
"I know."
"Yeah yeah, touching," Matherson said, "But he's still a killer."
...
Jason looked down at Erin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the little ring. He set Erin on the bench and got down onto the floor on one knee.
Erin was a bit confused when he did this.
"Jason?"
Jason looked at her softly and held out the ring. Erin gasped.
...
From behind their window the others gaped. was he doing what it looked like he was doing?
...
Erin looked down at the silver band on his hands. She looked deep into Jason's eyes. Jason removed his mask,not caring if the others saw his face. He gazed into her eyes, silently asking his question. Erin teared up, smiling.
"Yes...I'll marry you..."
Jason slipped the ring on her finger. Erin wrapped her arms around his neck and slid into his lap, kissing him passionately. Jason held her close and stroked her face and hair delicately. He ran a hand over her stomach gently.
Erin could feel him mouth the words 'Erin , I love you' against her lips.
Even if there was no sound, Erin whispered, "I love you too..."
...
Matherson had gone to use the bathroom exactly five minutes after Jason's proposal to Erin. Justin came into the bathroom a moment later. Matherson was splashing water onto his face. He made a mental note to shave once he got the chance.
"So what if Jason is still a killer", Justin spoke up, "Didn't you just see what he did for her? He cares about her. Everyone in this world deserves someone".
"I saw what happened", Matherson said, turning to face him, "I just still can't believe it".
"Well...believe it. Jason loves Erin and there's nothing to argue that fact", Justin exclaimed.
"Jason's been a killer for a long, long, long time. Suddenly this redhead shows up and all of a sudden he's Mr. Sensitive", Matherson pointed out.
"Opposites do attract sir", Justin stated.
"Wonderful", Matherson muttered.
...
Justin returned to where Burton was sitting behind the window. Burton was reading a magazine.
"Anything going on?" Justin asked.
"Nah. Erin fell asleep", Burton replied, casually.
Justin looked through the window at Jason and Erin. Jason had his mask back on. He was holding Erin in his arms. He had taken his jacket off and had wrapped it around her like a blanket. Jason was looking down at Erin with a tender expression in his eyes.
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End of Chapter Twenty - One
Plot Twist!! And Jason proposed to Erin! Awww....how sweet. This is like the best horror-romance story ever!! REVEIW!!