Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Scream film or television series. I do not own any characters or places within this story. There will be places that do not exist (kinda obvious as Woodsboro itself is a fictional town), and there will be places that do i.e. Walmart, McDonald's, Six Flags, and others that I also DO NOT own...

In this story there will be multiple differences from the film series (i.e. Sidney's father is still alive), but that is to aid in how the story will flow along. (In saying Sidney's father is alive, I should say was alive as of the 2011 movie, the character of Neil actually died not long before the start of my story)

I will have a few Original Characters, these are going to be the main focus of the story, and they are kids of Ghostface victims and those to wear the Ghostface mask themselves.

There are characters in this story that were mentioned on screen but never seen, like Karen Kolcheck, and I will have face claims for them as some of these off screen characters will have a part in this story.

Characters/Face Claims:

Adults:

Karen Kolcheck, the goth girl that Randy hooked up with at the video store - Kaitlin Olson

Annabelle Macher, Stu's mother who provides parental guidance to Sidney and Karen - Fionnula Flanagan

Harvey Macher, Stu's father who has helped look after Sidney's children in the aftermath of of what his son and Billy have done - Clint Eastwood

**OC teachers, as the story revolves around Sidney's daughter, and other OC's will be mentioned before the chapters.

Kids:

Hallie Tatum is Sidney's 17 year old daughter. She is very smart, kind, out-going, and very strong-willed. Hallie is known for being very stubborn, as well as being very goofy, playful, and open-hearted - Britt Flatmo

Kirrah Errin is Hallie's best friend at school, she is also 17. Kirrah is a very bright student at school, but is known for her aloof personality. Sometimes she has a hard time concentrating, but once she gets going Kirrah puts 110% into everything she does. Kirrah is also known for having a slight temper - Taylor Hickson

Drew Joseph is 18 and he's also the guy at school who has friends everywhere he goes, he's super dorky, but also on the basketball team. His dad is a special forces officer and his mom is Karen Kolcheck - Cameron Kennedy

Mark Andrew is Drew's best friend who is also 18 and on the basketball team. He's usually a bit calmer and generally a bit more well liked by the quieter cliques at their school. He's known for being very smart, just like Drew, both being on the scholastic decathlon team - Liam Payne

**OC Teacher's this chapter will be the

Mrs Hammond - A.P. Biology Teacher, Phone Nazi, Life Nazi, Bitch - Reese Witherspoon

Miss Geiger - English 1 Teacher, Newbie, Push-Over - Rose Leslie

Mr Cantrell - College Calculus Teacher, "Is Smarter Than You", Dick, Hater by literally every student except the teachers pets - Joaquin Phoenix

Mr Willis - History/Geography Teacher, wants everyone to understand why History is important, always nice to his students, all of the girls are in school are in love with him - Ben Barnes

Principal Weatherly - has taught almost every subject, been a teacher for 45 years, loves to be around her students as she was never able to have kids of her own - Stockard Channing

Coach Byers - Boys P.E. Coach, also coaches basketball and soccer, kind of an ass, but usually only because he knows his players, and his students, have more potential than they want to show - Josh Lucas

Coach Simley - Girls P.E. Coach, also coaches volleyball and girls field hockey, she's very determined that their team is the best and always expects that her students and players acknowledge how great they are because that's what it takes to succeed in her mind - Isla Fisher

Mr Nickelson - Economics/Health Teacher, angry because he has been passed up time and time again for promotion to Principal, Nickelson takes it out on his students, blaming them for his failures in life, as well - Jack Nicholson


Present Day

Back at home, Hallie looked at the pictures in the yearbook. Most of them were faces she saw almost every day. Then, she went back to the two photos that made her wish she had never found the yearbook.

It was a picture of her dad. He looked goofy as every with the playful grin he still carried to this day. He was wearing a metal chain around his neck. Missing was his short goatee that made his face look slender. Stuart Macher.

Next, a very smiley picture of her mother, looking plain. It didn't surprise her, though. Her mother had never been one for extravagance. Even when her dad had offered to have a week getaway so they could be alone.

It wasn't as though Hallie didn't understand the context of the word alone, but she just played on her phone, acting as though she never heard her father.

What hurt the most about finding the photos, though, wasn't seeing her parents in the Woodsboro yearbook, she was sure that was where they had went to school, anyway. It was seeing her mother's true name. Sidney Prescott.

Her mother was the girl who had just barely escaped death, not once, but four times. It was understandable that she and her father had changed their last names. Knowing that her parents were keeping this secret made her unsure of what else she didn't know about them, and what else they may be hiding.

knock knock

Hallie hid the yearbook with her A.P. Biology book before the door opened to her father leaning in.

"Hey, ki- Is that homework, already?" He was distracted from his reasoning for coming into her room by the assignment on the page.

"Unfortunately. Hammond is an uber bitch," Hallie sighed as she looked at her dad. "Hey, what was the original reason you knock knock-ed?" She inquired, as he was still lingering in the door.

"Oh, you said you had a serious question, but you never asked it."

Stu walked in and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Uh, yeah, about that..." she pulled the yearbook out from under the other. "This book is the one that gashed Meeseeks' face. We only knew cause it had quite a bit of blood on the corner."

Stu grazed his hand over the glossy pages and quivered slightly.

"Hallie, you shouldn't have brought this home. Your mom sees this and she is gonna freak," he handed the book back to her gingerly.

"Dad, why didn't you guys just tell me?" Hallie was hurt, forcing tears to not leave her eyes left them with a burning sensation.

"Because, Hallie, there are people that we went to school with that know things about that night that never need to be brought up again. We fought for a good life, and we got it. We would like to keep it that way. You have always been safe. And I would like to keep you both that way," Stu hugged his daughter and rubbed the back of her head as she wrapped her arms around his torso.

"I'm sorry, Dad," Hallie whispered as her tears began to fall.

"Hallie, if this book gashed Drew's face, then this book had to have hit him with a pretty good amount of force," Stu warned her.

"That's what I thought, too. But, he doesn't remember anything," Hallie exclaimed as she sat back on her bed with a 'hmph'.

"Damn. Poor kid. Why was he alone, anyway?" Stu began inquiring about what had happened earlier at the school.

"We wanted to cover more ground so we all split up and began working in different areas so we didn't have as much tomorrow," Hallie was becoming upset by not knowing what happened to her friend. She should have told everyone that splitting up was pointless, but she let them do what they wanted, like she normally did. Hallie often let her friends run amuck.

This was mainly because Kirrah usually had enough sense, even if she were acting wild, to keep herself out of trouble - unless Hammond was involved, Kirrah is ready for war with her at all times. Drew, as absent-minded and food driven as he was, even at a party Drew was the calmest one. Drew may have been a pot head, but the kid had more sense then most would admit. Mark was a bit of a party boy, but he was so protective of their friends and so down to earth that no matte what trouble he got them into, they always forgave him because it was always worth it in the end.

"Hey, you said Drew's dad is a cop?" Stu questioned, causing Hallie to look up at him and nod. "Is he from here?" Stu never knew that Drew's father was a cop. He was now very curious about the man.

"Um, I'm pretty sure. I'm pretty sure Drew said his dad went to school at Woodsboro back in the day."

Stu stared at his daughter in disbelief, "Meeks?" He had always thought that kid looked familiar.

"Well, yeah, Dad. Drew's last name is Meeks, so his dad's would be, too," Hallie just giggled as she sat on the bed.

"Mother fucker..." Stu hung his head and rubbed his temples.

"Dad, what's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need some excedrin or something?" Hallie was now standing next to her dad with her hands softly planted on his arms as she checked on him.

"Oh, too much in one night, kiddo. Do me a favor and don't tell your mom that Drew's dad is Randy Meeks, okay?" Stu warned her.

Hallie nodded as she walked her dad to her parents' bedroom. Her mom was walking out of the bathroom after a shower when the two entered the room.

"His head," Hallie told her.

Sid knew instantly that Stu needed sleep. Ever since what happened back in '96, Stu had been getting bad pressure headaches that medicine couldn't even help. Hallie experienced her dad's headache's for the first time when she was five.

August 2007

Stu was arguing on the phone with someone after a particularly hard day at work, and was now alone with Hallie while she was running fever. They were sitting in the living room and Hallie could hear him trying not to yell but getting very upset.

She got up and walked to where he was standing, facing the kitchen at her grandparent's house. All of a sudden, Stu began trembling and fell to the floor. Hallie walked over to him and laid down beside him. She kissed his head like he would do for her cause that's what she thought she needed to do to make him better.

"It's gonna be okay, Daddy. Mommy will be home soon," Hallie wrapped her teeny tiny arms around Stu's waist and laid with her head on his back and her legs straightened out in front of her.

The door clicked as it opened and Hallie ran to the sound.

"Mommy, Mommy! Daddy!" Hallie pulled her mother towards the living room where Sidney found Stu laying on the floor trying to breathe.

"Shit, Stu!" Sidney turned him over and tried to lift him on the couch. It took some trying, but she got it while Hallie watched her mom, unsure what to do.

"Hallie bear, go get the phone off the counter and call Grandpa Harvey. Tell him that Daddy needs a doctor! Tell him it is an emergency, Hallie!" Sidney pointed as her five-year-old ran to the kitchen.

Hallie moved the kitchen chair so she could climb up on the island and grabbed the phone that had numbers written on it.

"First is Mommy, then there's Daddy, then come's Grandma Annie, then it's Grandpa Harvey, lastly Grandpa Neil," Hallie's parents made her remember that so she could always use any phone. It was how the numbers were written on their home phone, on Neil's, and at Annie and Harvey's home, as well. Hallie already understood about calling 911 if it was necessary, but she was told to call Grandpa Harvey.

"Grandpa Harvey, Daddy needs a doctor it's a emergency!" Hallie shouted into the phone.

"Alright, Hallie bear, tell Mommy I'm on my way," Harvey told his granddaughter.

Hallie ran back into the living room where Stu was trembling, Hallie didn't understand what was wrong with him, but she knew that her Mom and her Grandpa Harvey were the adults and they knew what was best.

When her Grandpa Harvey got there, he began helping Sidney load Stu into the SUV parked outside.

Just as Hallie began to try to climb in her Grandma Annie was scooping her up into her arms.

"But, I wanna go with Daddy!" Hallie cried. She didn't see Stu as often as she saw everyone else as he was always off to knew places to take pictures for his portfolio's.

Annie just walked inside, knowing it was close to Hallie's bedtime. She felt bad, though. She knew that Hallie wanted to be with her father, but she also knew that her cries would only make Stu feel bad for having the episode and it wasn't his fault.

"Sometimes stress gets to everyone, Hallie bear. Daddy's just had a lot on his mind and it made him a little sick. He will be fine, hunny, I'm sure of it. He just needs to rest and if you are there, Daddy is just going to want to play with you instead of rest, so we need to let him sleep, okay?" Annie was always trying to give Hallie honest answers in the best of ways without talking over her head.

All the adults, in fact, tried to talk with Hallie instead of around her or over her. They wanted her to understand how to talk and communicate. They didn't want to baby her for forever, even if she would always be there baby.

"Like when I get a fever and I gotta sleep it off?" Hallie asked with tears in her eyes. She was still trembling because her parents were gone, because her dad was sick.

"Yes, sweetie, very much like that."

Annie laid the little girl in her own bed in the room that was made up for her. Oddly enough, Annie had always hoped that this would be a grandchild's room one day. It was particularly close to Stu's childhood room, which he and Sidney use when they stay for a bit. Which sometimes was often, others not so much. It just depended on their work schedules for a five month span.

September 27 2019

Hallie stared out the window at the fountain. How had she not known all these things about the people around her? How had everyone, her parents and grandparents - her family, kept these secrets from her? Why did they feel the need to protect her from the past?

Drew looked up from his notes to see Hallie looking out the window, like she had the past month since school had started. Sure, they all hung out by the fountain every so often, but it wasn't every day. He could never figure out what was so important about it. Drew decided to tap on her shoulder and get her attention.

"Hey, you good? You've been doing this a lot, lately," he was concerned. She was his best friend. And he had the worlds biggest crush on her. Mark liked to call him Stiles just to fuck with him about how long Drew had liked her, because his crush on her started in about the sixth grade.

A small smile made it's way to her face and Drew couldn't help but smile back. "Yeah, I'm fine Meeseeks. Just tired. Besides, that statue out there, really creepy," she pointed towards the statue of the late Principal Himbry and giggled.

Drew's smile grew wide, he had always hated that statue. He thought it was so weird. He understood having the bust of a previous principal in the trophy case, but why the hell did they need a full fledged statue of the man? No one really knew who he was, anyway.

"They make him look so important. Did he really do anything for Woodsboro aside from being a principal? I understand Weatherly, if she were to ever get a statue, but like, she was in the military and she was a cop for a long time, too. She's at least tried to make a difference in this town."

Drew found humor in Hallie's spiel, she did those often about stupid little things - it was one of the things Drew liked about Hallie. She was funny, even if she didn't think so.

"Well, I think it has something to do with the original bust getting destroyed. So, they probably just made a statue so it would be a little harder to destroy this time around," Drew offered while the two quietly laughed while Mrs. Hammond continued her lecture and video, unknowing of the pair joking about the late principal.

After school was over, the girls walked with Mark and Drew to basketball practice, as it was on their way to cheer-leading practice.

"I'm just saying, I think, Anakin could have been saved," Mark told them as they entered the gymnasium.

"Dude!" Kirrah laughed loudly as they entered the empty area.

"Honestly, no. They needed someone who they could easily make the villain, and I'm pretty sure Padme and Obi-wan tried to help him. It just didn't work."

Drew laughed as he shoved part of a candy bar into his mouth, "Bro, it wouldn't have made sense if it wasn't Anakin cause they started with the three movies that were prequels to the new ones, up until episode 7 which is about Rei."

"Still feel like he could have been saved," Mark threw his arms in the air in defeat and walked to the locker room.

The remaining three friends stopped in the tracks when they saw Mr. Nickelson standing in the gym talking to both coaches. Soon enough, both Coach Byers and Coach Simley were telling him to leave, causing the friends to laugh quietly.

"Get going! We gotta go change to," Kirrah shoved Drew in the direction of the boys' locker room and then began walking with Hallie to the girls'.

Hallie and Kirrah both hated the idea of practice of a Friday, but they would suffer through it. It wasn't as if practice was long on a Friday, more like an hour and a half of warm-ups and reiterating cheer moves. Once practice was over, however, the girls would have to sit through another hour and a half of basketball practice. Coach Byers worked the boys into the ground before the weekend just so they would remember that they had something to lose if they went out partying. Coach Simley, and even Hallie and Kirrah, respected that.

"I'm dead, dead I tell you," Drew groaned exasperatedly as he laid down on the bleacher next to Hallie, right behind Kirrah.

Mark laughed as he walked up the steps, "Dude, you act like you've never been on the basketball team before. You did it freshman and sophomore year's. You only took a break for junior year. I don't know why it's killing you after only a year. Besides, you worked out like crazy this summer! It isn't going to kill you to run and re-run a couple of drills."

All of them began laughing, even Drew. They all knew Mark was right. Drew worked his ass off, he always felt like it was never enough, though. They all saw it.

"Alright, I guess I'm driving you home, and Mark is driving Kirrah, then?" Drew asked as they all stood beside Mark and walked down the bleachers.

"Why are you driving her home?" Kirrah asked with a giggle, and everyone knew what she was insinuating, so Hallie flicked her in the forehead.

"Because, if Mark drives you home, then he is going right to his house afterwards, mine would be out of the way by nearly an hour. Drew lives 15 minutes from me. He will only be out of the way by half an hour."

Kirrah's confusion turned to understanding once realizing the distances between their houses, "Fine, whatever, don't party with me!"

"Whoa, what kind of party are we having in my car, cause I was unaware..." Mark followed Kirrah as she ran out the door leading towards the parking lot.

"Why don't they quit flirting with each other?" Drew asked as he walked outside, holding the door open for Hallie.

"I don't know. They've been flirting with each other since they realized what sexual attraction was," Hallie laughed as she sat her back pack and her jacket in the backseat of Drew's car.

"This is very true," Drew chuckled as he got seated in the driver's side.

"Wanna go get coffee before I drive you home? I'm in a serious mood for some kind of coffee after practice. It drained me, and Scott drove us insane with drills today, dude," Drew was rambling, causing Hallie to laugh.

"Alright, coffee it is, but I want food. I'm starving. Can we just go to McDonald's or something?" Hallie pouted and intertwined her fingers as if begging Drew.

"Stop that!" Drew's face turned red as he started the car and began to drive.

Hallie laughed, pretending not to notice.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked as they drove down the main road in town.

"Just a burger, maybe some fries. You're the best, dude!" Hallie hugged him from the side as he pulled into the renowned fast food chain.

"Whatever, you're only saying that because I'm buying you food," he laughed and poked her side, knowing it would tickle her.

"No, you're ordering me food. I'm buying it," Hallie corrected. She knew Drew would try to buy her food. He did it to all of them, the others would let him, but Hallie fought him every time.

"You can't do that if I don't take your card, Hal," Drew told her with a smile on his face.

"Fine!" Hallie crossed her arms and huffed a bit before asking a question, "Hey, why did you and Mark both start driving, rather than driving together?"

Drew was grabbing their frappes and setting them in the cup holders while she was asking this question, "Uh, because I got tired of listening to Rap City, and others," Drew was distracted by the cashier when they handed the food out to him.

"Makes sense. You guys have very different tastes in music. Much like me and Kirrah," She laughed as she began eating her fries and searching for her two cheeseburgers.

Drew laughed because she was searching for her burger while stuffing fries in her mouth, she looked quite funny.

"Okay, so what should have been a 15 minute delay may have turned into a 45 minute delay," Drew laughed, remarking at her comment to Kirrah and Mark earlier.

"Listen, I didn't expect you to say something about coffee! I just figured, two birds one stone," Hallie giggled as she sipped on her coffee.

They pulled into her drive-way and Drew put the car in park as Hallie began grabbing her things.

"You're not coming in?" Hallie asked. It was odd. Any time he drove her home, usually he stayed and played video games for a bit, or just watched movies with her or her and her dad.

"Uh, not a good idea. I need to get home, Hal," Drew looked in his lap while his hands never left the steering wheel.

"Come on, Drew Drop, you're not still upset about the book blunder are you?" Hallie asked, a hint of a laugh in her voice.

Drew smiled. Only Hallie could make it funny, he thought to himself.

"It was embarrassing, Hallie. You don't understand," Drew smiled, but Hallie could hear the hurt in his voice.

It wasn't that it was embarrassing. It was that it embarrassed him in front of her. She could feel it.

"Drew, look, I will never make fun of you for that. Whatever it was, it happened, it's over. It doesn't matter, anymore," she was trying to make him feel better. She succeeded.

He turned the engine off, sighed and got out of the car. When Drew looked up, he saw Hallie standing on the stairs with a grin on her face.

"Video games or movies?" He asked while he took a breath.

"Whichever," she told him as she ran up her stairs to put her things away.

Drew looked on the side table by the door. He noticed Hallie had grabbed the trash from their food, so he decided to throw it away. He knew this house like the back of his hand. He had been there a million times, it seemed. As he walked back into the living room, he saw pictures of their friends. Her parents really hung our pictures.

They all loved her parents, no matter how introverted they were. Her parents were like second parents to all of them. But all of their parents were that way for them. It was like they all had four sets of parents.

Drew was startled when he felt someone hug him from behind. He wrapped his large hand around small wrist when he felt her arms around his waist.

"You know that I'd never make fun of you for getting hurt, right?" Hallie asked when he turned around and hugged her back.

He felt her face in his chest, and wrapped his arms a little tighter around her mid-back.

"I know, but it was still embarrassing. All of you were there, I got knocked out, and I may have done it to myself. Like, why can't I remember, Hal? It's fucking stupid!" He was angry. And she understood why.

"Let's just watch some movies, okay? Unwind before you go back home?" Hallie offered as she walked towards the shelves with DVD's.

Drew smiled. Hallie was always a place of solitude. It may sound weird to anyone else outside their friendship. Hallie was always the one they could turn to when they were hurt or hurting and needed comfort. Kirrah was their 'mom' friend, but Hallie was the 'bartender' friend. You could get out all your problems, possibly be drunk by the end, and you don't always feel better in the end, but with Hallie, you know you will choose to do the right thing.

The duo sat on the couch and began watching some of she and Drew's favorite scary movies - some not so great, and some topping charts.

Hallie was awakened by Drew shaking her slightly and she could see credits rolling, but she forgot what movie they were watching.

"Hey, your dad just got home, and it's like 11, so I have to scram before my dad decides it's better to kill me than live with me."

Hallie giggled as she rolled off the couch and followed Drew outside to his car.

"Be careful, and please text me when you get home. It's late," Hallie told him as he started the vehicle.

Drew and Hallie hugged through the window, and Hallie backed away from the car as Drew backed out of the drive-way and began his drive home.

"He okay? He was freaking out a little in his sleep?" Stu walked up behind his daughter, making her jump.

"Jesus fucking shit, Dad!" Hallie was clutching her chest, breathing slightly heavier than normal,"Probably not. He's Drew. He's never really 'okay' if you know what I mean," Hallie giggled slightly as she almost fell when taking a step.

"Alright, and you are half asleep. You need to go to bed," Stu let out a hearty chuckle as he picked up his daughter and carried her to her room.

He looked around and smiled. Stu saw the pictures she had drawn as a little girl, to the pictures of her with friends, and the stuffed animals from her family and friends. There were also trophies from her field hockey games and cheer-leading competitions. He was so proud of her. He was proud that she wasn't like him. She wasn't susceptible to those around her like he was at that age, she stood her ground. Hallie had a very good comprehension of right and wrong. Hallie was a very good person. She wasn't like him. And he loved that about her.

Stu walked to his and Sidney's bedroom to see her sound asleep. He changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, then crawled in bed with his wife. His dad was right. Their life was damn near perfect now. And Stu would never let someone take that away from him. They would have to kill him first.

In the morning, Stu woke up to find Sidney crying on the couch. He looked at the television and quickly understood why.

"Late last night, two teenagers were brutally murdered. Almost mocking the murders that happened here twenty-three years ago," A news caster, young, blonde, reported into her microphone. She couldn't be much older than 28.

"Hallie! You got a curfew tonight!" Stu shouted and shut the television off. He walked Sidney to her office so she had something to distract herself and went to find Hallie.

He opened her door to find her with tears falling down her cheeks and her phone shining on her face.

"Scott Werner and Carlie Mills were killed last night, is that why I have a curfew?" Hallie choked out in sobs.

Stu sat down next to her and pulled her into a tight hug, "I'm sorry, Hal. I know that girl was on the cheer-leading squad with you and Kirrah."

"I need to call them, I need-" Hallie was now beginning to have a panic attack.

"Hal?" Drew, Mark, and Kirrah all ran to where she was sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Well, if you three are here, then I think there is no need for me," Stu stood and began to exit the room, but not before Hallie called to him.

"Dad?"

He turned to look at her tear soaked face.

"I'll always need you. There will never be a time when you aren't necessary," Hallie stood up and hugged him again before he left.