A/N: Story has been updated (finally)!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Friday the 13th, the only thing I own is my character Jane and the other random characters I toss in.


As the warm splash of blood sprayed her, Jane blinked her eyes with a slight gasp; it had caused a whole other reaction from her. She felt giddy, but her wicked smile did not vanish. Her eyes were sparkling as she breathed in and out heavily. What was the kick from the kill? Did Jason ever feel like this? Staring down at the bloody body crumpled around her feet, she gave a gleeful giggle to herself, walking a few steps before turning the body over with her foot. They just never learned. Clucking her tongue in disapproval, her foot pressing hard on his chest. Rolling her eyes, she glanced at the gun in her hands and smiled contently while she contemplated on what to do with the mess she'd made. There were more of them lurking around somewhere, however that didn't really matter to her. After all, she had the best weapon of all. Then a thought came through and she frowned at it. What if Jason wouldn't help her? What if he wanted her dead and he decided to leave her out here to the wolves? Shuddering, JJ crossed her arms over her chest and took a big step forward, dismissing the body which she told herself she'd deal with later.

Where was Jason?

It had been a good amount of time since the last time she saw him. Letting the music player's headphones wrap around her neck as she finally turned off the music and began her journey to find that burly killer. Her eyes widened at the sudden shock of hearing guns going off, Jane picked up her speed and rushed in the direction of the gunfire. Those bastards didn't know who they were dealing with. As she ran her hands turned to fists as she ran even faster in hopes of getting there in time to put an end to this utter bullshit. Sure, she'd killed and escaped, but she had reasons for her actions. Unfortunately, those would never be seen as sane in a court. Clutching onto a tree, inhaling and exhaling deep breath after deep breath. The sound of something slicing through the air before a sharp scream of pain as another voice chimed in defense, it sounded like there may be two or three of them beyond the tree she was holding onto. Her body trembled as she forced her steps and rushed again towards the opening where she was correct. Jason had a couple dead bodies at his feet whilst he ripped machete free from one man's gut and stood his stance as the other shot at him.

Jane gasped gently as she took in the scene. Jason was not phased by these feeble attempts to kill him. She felt heat sting up into her cheeks as well as other regions of her body, he was so magnificent. Unstoppable. Powerful. And quite passionate of his kills, if she might add. It was clear she was insane, but she wondered why she was being drawn to Jason like a magnet. She could be predicting it all wrong, but there was no way either of them could deny the other. Soulmates. Her heartbeat thumped loudly against her chest as she looked at the severed head rolling across ground. She stepped over the bodies and edged her way close to Jason. His chest was moving up and down in his moment. Staring at him with her hands being held up to prove she meant no harm. That victory smile of hers brighter than ever before. This was so perfect. Maybe she was right. Her eyes staring into his own stare, before she noticed the blood dripping from his weapon and she cautiously stepped closer to him.

Her hands still raised up while she gave one of her more gentle looks, a look of concern yet somehow relieved of safety. Without giving it another thought, she wrapped her arms around the serial killer, but quickly she pulled away and jumped back some steps in case he tried to lash out at her. That was the last thing she wanted. His gaze narrowed in on her and he raised that machete high above and Jane flinched ever so slightly, but the blow never came. Lowering her hands to her sides, she met his intense gaze once more, her smile still present.

"Thank you." She spoke gratefully, her own labored breathing beginning to slow. If it hadn't been for him there would have been no way that she'd be able to hold her own, or so she told herself. "Is that... all of them?" Jane finally managed to choke out, her fingers curling at her sides as she watched Jason for any sort of emotion. His massive chest had slowed quite dramatically and that told her he was coming off of whatever high he had been on. After a minute Jason nodded and then turned his back on JJ and headed off in the direction from which he came. "Wait!" Jane called after him, running to keep up with his retreating form. "Did I do something wrong, Jason?" She asked at long last, this caused him to stop in his tracks and slowly turn to look at her. There was, what felt to be, a long moment exchanged between them. At long last, Jason shook his head at her.

Giving a sigh of relief, Jane stood by as the mysterious killer stalked off further into the woods. JJ bit her lip in thought as she stared after him. "Gotta crack that shell of his wide open." She murmured, smiling thoughtfully as she decided to head back to the cabin.

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So, those men were after her, huh? Not anymore. At least, for right now. She knew that there was no telling how many more would come for her. Eventually, they would take Jason down somehow, that was a possibility that she never wanted to face. Jane knew that this was going to be hard and she wanted nothing more than to be at least friends with Jason. Right now he looked more like her protector, considering how he'd take care of those bastards back there. He was something else and she wanted to experience everything with him in her new life. But that was going to get tremendously hard if the outsiders kept trying to get her. Huffing with her arms crossing, she stared at the cabin door with uncertainty. This was the safest she had felt in a very long time and she intended to keep a steel grip on it. This was her second chance! No way would she give that up.

She earned it. That was the final say. Fighting a bit longer for what she deserved, she could handle that. Secretly, she hoped she wasn't seen as a thorn in Jason's side with all these people after her. Then she reminded herself of the thrill that this man had for the kill; the very same response that she had, just a bit differently. He looked at it as punishing. She looked at it like that sometimes, but mostly it was because of survival. Keep breathing and make it another day. It was a live or die world out there and she wanted to stay living for as long as she could. No one would take that motive from her, she wouldn't let them take anything else from her. Never again.

Opening the cabin door, she went to her part of the cabin and set the music player on the dresser, her eyes capturing a hold of her blood splattered clothes and face. She wondered if she should clean up or stay dirty. Maybe a shower? She believed that she had seen the showering areas not too far from here. A sudden idea came to her mind as she chewed her bottom lip. Grabbing a few things she had taken from the victims from the night before, Jane made her lonely walk to the showers.

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As she made it to her destination, she looked around at her surroundings and wondered if it was safe, but she quickly made up her mind. Very carefully she began to strip and placed her sweat and blood stained clothes off to the side and stepped into the shower and let the water cascade down her body. She raked her hands through her red hair and scrubbed at her face, the blood coloring the water red while she kept steady in her absentmindedness. This was brilliant. The feeling of calling this place home, she was completely happy with the fate that had brought her all the way here. And she wasn't alone. Never. Being with Jason was indescribable. He was beautiful. In every way. To her she would never be good enough for him, despite how much she wanted to try to be. Even be considered a friend of his, probably the only one, that was enough for her. All she wanted in this life was some accomplishment in her final days. Although, most would call her crazy at the things she claimed to be accomplishments. She couldn't help herself, that was just how her brain worked, there was no shame. Besides it was all she knew.

Jane had scrubbed enough of her face and body with the brush, while she blindly reached out to turn the water off. Eyes alive with energy that she wasn't even questioning why she had. Wrapping the towel around herself, drying off as she grabbed for new change of clothes and began to dress right then and there. Not a single care if anyone noticed. It wasn't exactly a new thing to her, being naked around prying eyes and dressing hurriedly in the process. Where she had been, this was a literal paradise. Smiling sweetly as she finished getting dressed, she began to run her fingers through her dripping hair, using the towel to dry it with all the while she began to head back to her cabin. She wondered if Jason would be waiting for her upon her return, or if he had other plans. Either way, she'd give him his space, despite how much it made her a little sad to be left alone. But that just made her much more selfish in her needs.

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Upon arriving to the cabin, she noticed the door had been cracked and her eyes grew curious and suspicious. Pressing against the door, she walked on inside, only to come to abrupt stop. Her dirty clothes that had been in her arms, fell to the wooden floor as she stared with an expression most incredulous. This couldn't be happening. There on the bed was a man with a set of handcuffs twirling on his fingers as his sinister grin took her off guard. This was the man that was in charge of her arrest in the first place. Head Detective Herlton.

"You're a tough gal to find in these parts." He informed her, his smile growing wider by her expression. "What's the matter Jacobs? Thought you'd seen the last of me, did ya? Everyone's searching for you." Herlton laughed when she didn't answer. "Shouldn't be surprised that you're still doing the quiet bit. How's that working out for ya?" Oh, he was enjoying this too much. "Seems you've been quite the busy woman lately, all those bodies out there. You didn't do that all by yourself I know. This place is surrounded. So don't even try it. You're under arrest. Again."

Jane was unsure how to go about this. She'd just made sure that this wouldn't be taken from her, but now it was hanging by a thread. With the detective here, it was probably all over and she felt helpless. He'd always been a weakness with her. The things he had done to her trial, it just made her feel all sorts of bubbling emotions. She didn't know how to react and she immediately shut down. Her panicking thoughts of Jason and where he was raced through her mind. What the fuck now? She was totally screwed as this detective advanced on her with the cuffs. Not giving a split second thought to it, Jane gave a quick forced kick to his legs and he tried to hold himself up, but the element of surprise had been too much. Good move. Then she bolted out of the cabin and ran straight into the woods in hopes of teaming up with Jason in time. They were going to have to fight. The fight for survival.


A/N: Have I grabbed your attention? Good. I hope you guys liked that little bit. Had to add that little twist. In case you haven't already guessed the good stuff is just coming up so stay tuned! I'll try to have the next, hopefully exciting, new chapter out soon. Again, thanks so much for the love of this story, let me know that you enjoyed this chapter, leave me a review! You guys are great! See ya next time!