Friends that Scream chapter three
Disclaimer: I don't own the friends or scream characters.
That night Detective Mark Kincaid brought the answering machine home to have Gale, Dewey, and Sidney listen to the message. The message reminded him of what happened in L.A. six months ago. Those were the first killings he had been through, but Gale, Sidney, and Dewey had been through them two more times.
When he got home, Sidney, Dewey, and Gale were already there along with his best friend Peter Wiatt, Sid's best friend Brittany Smith, Gale's sister Katie Weathers, and Dewey's friend Nate White.
Sidney came over and gave him a hug and a kiss and to sit next to him on the couch.
"Now I don't want to upset you guys, but a man was murdered today and I want you to listen to this and tell me if it reminds you of something." He set the machine on the coffee table and pressed play.
Every one just stared intently at the machine.
"Is it happening again?" Sidney whispered.
"I don't know." Mark replied
"Is what happening again?" Peter asked. Peter, Nate, Katie, and Brittany had been told about all the murders their friends had been through, but they hadn't been there. They hadn't heard the phone calls.
Gale sat up and explained to their friends about the phone calls they got from the killers.
"Do you think we should get together with these people and warn them?" Dewey asked.
"I gave them my number and told them to call if they needed anything, but maybe we should get you guys together." Mark agreed.
Gale, Dewey, and Sidney nodded in agreement.
* * * *
"Guys, this is Chandler. Chandler, this is Rachel, Joey, Phoebe, and my sister Monica." Chandler smiled and said hello.
"This is Monica and Rachel's apartment." Ross told Chandler. He led him across the hall. "This is Joey's apartment. You'll stay here in this room." He gestered to the room on the left.
"Okay," Chandler replied, "Thanks, Ross, for helping me find a place to stay." He turned toward Joey. "And thank you for letting me stay here for a while."
"No problem," Joey said, "I like having a room mate." Joey already liked Chandler more than Kip. Chandler seemed funny. Kip wasn't really funny. He thought he was, but he wasn't.
"Chandler, feel free to come over to our apartment any time. It's where we all hang out." Monica said. Monica really liked Chandler too. He was really nice and funny. She even thought he was pretty cute.
Rachel also liked chandler. She liked him, but she would never consider dating him. She was pretty sure he was gay.
Phoebe liked him much better than Kip. Chandler seemed so much nicer plus his aura was happy. In all his past lives he was a nice guy.
"Well," Rachel said, "Do you want us to help you unpack?"
"If you don't have anything better to do." Chandler answered.
So the rest of the afternoon was spent in Joey and now Chandler's apartment unpacking boxes.
* * * *
The next morning Chandler woke up because a door slammed shut. He got up out of bed and went into the living room. It was only 7:30 on a Saturday and Joey was already dressed and heading out the door.
"Where are you going?" Chandler asked.
"Monica's. Wanna come?" Joey replied.
"This early?"
"Monica always wakes up at 6:45 to make breakfast for everyone." Joey explained.
"Okay, I'll go. Just let me get dressed."
"Just come over when you're done. The door will be unlocked."
Chandler showered and got dressed. He was done by 8:00. When he got to Monica's he was surprised because the whole gang was there at 8:00 on a Saturday.
"Hey, Chandler?" Monica asked, "Do you want pancakes or eggs?"
"Umm, pancakes." Chandler replied. He thought Monica looked so cute standing by the stove wearing an apron with her long black hair pulled back in a ponytail.
"Me too!" Joey exclaimed
"But Joey, you just had four!"
"So? A man needs his strength!" Joey said handing Monica his plate. Monica gave Joey and Chandler some pancakes and then started some dishes.
The phone rang. Since Phoebe was sitting closest to it she answered.
"Hello? Monica and Rachel's."
"Hello. This is Detective Mark Kincaid. May I talk to one of the following people: Monica Geller, Rachel Green, Phoebe Buffay, Joey Tribbiani, or Ross Geller."
"I'm Phoebe Buffay."
"Would you and your friends be willing to meet with some friends of mine later today?"
"Umm, hang on a sec." Phoebe said, "Guys, Detective Kincaid wants to know if we'll meet with some people later today."
No one had anything to do so they all agreed.
"Sure. We're not doing anything, but do you mind if another friend of ours comes?" Phoebe said into the phone referring to Chandler.
"Sure, not a problem. Was he a friend of Kip's?"
"In college they were friends. He just moved here yesterday from Chicago."
"Okay. Do you know Central Perk? Let's meet there at five. Is that good for you?"
"Okay, we'll be there at five." She hung up the phone.
Later that day at five, the gang was at Central Perk waiting for the Detective's friends to get there.
Chandler, Monica, and Rachel were on the couch in that order. Ross was on the chair and Joey and Phoebe were sitting at the little table by the couch.
Soon Detective Kincaid came in with three other people. They all pulled up some chairs and sat across from the couch.
"These are my friends Dewey and Gale" Mark pointed to each person as he said their name, "This is my girlfriend Sidney. Okay, guys, this is Joey, Phoebe, Monica, Rachel, and Ross."
"I'm Chandler. I went to college with Ross and Kip."
Every one said their hellos. Then Sidney, Gale, and Dewey explained what happened with the other murderers and killings.
"Do you think that it's happening again?" Ross asked.
"Well, we don't know. The message on your answering machine sounded a lot like the phone calls the killers made to us." Sidney answered.
"We do have a question, though." Dewey said. He glanced sympathetically at Sidney then asked, "Do any of you know or used to know Maureen Prescott, Maureen Roberts, or Rena Reynolds?"
"Rena Reynolds. That name sounds so familiar." Phoebe said. She thought for a while then looked up with a triumphant smile. "Did she have a son that she gave up for adoption? She was also an actress."
"How did you know her?" Gale asked.
"She and my mom were friends before my mom killed herself." Phoebe explained, "Why did you want to know?"
"She was my mom." Sidney said, "She was pretty much responsible for all the killings."
The end of chapter three! Please review! thanks
Disclaimer: I don't own the friends or scream characters.
That night Detective Mark Kincaid brought the answering machine home to have Gale, Dewey, and Sidney listen to the message. The message reminded him of what happened in L.A. six months ago. Those were the first killings he had been through, but Gale, Sidney, and Dewey had been through them two more times.
When he got home, Sidney, Dewey, and Gale were already there along with his best friend Peter Wiatt, Sid's best friend Brittany Smith, Gale's sister Katie Weathers, and Dewey's friend Nate White.
Sidney came over and gave him a hug and a kiss and to sit next to him on the couch.
"Now I don't want to upset you guys, but a man was murdered today and I want you to listen to this and tell me if it reminds you of something." He set the machine on the coffee table and pressed play.
Every one just stared intently at the machine.
"Is it happening again?" Sidney whispered.
"I don't know." Mark replied
"Is what happening again?" Peter asked. Peter, Nate, Katie, and Brittany had been told about all the murders their friends had been through, but they hadn't been there. They hadn't heard the phone calls.
Gale sat up and explained to their friends about the phone calls they got from the killers.
"Do you think we should get together with these people and warn them?" Dewey asked.
"I gave them my number and told them to call if they needed anything, but maybe we should get you guys together." Mark agreed.
Gale, Dewey, and Sidney nodded in agreement.
* * * *
"Guys, this is Chandler. Chandler, this is Rachel, Joey, Phoebe, and my sister Monica." Chandler smiled and said hello.
"This is Monica and Rachel's apartment." Ross told Chandler. He led him across the hall. "This is Joey's apartment. You'll stay here in this room." He gestered to the room on the left.
"Okay," Chandler replied, "Thanks, Ross, for helping me find a place to stay." He turned toward Joey. "And thank you for letting me stay here for a while."
"No problem," Joey said, "I like having a room mate." Joey already liked Chandler more than Kip. Chandler seemed funny. Kip wasn't really funny. He thought he was, but he wasn't.
"Chandler, feel free to come over to our apartment any time. It's where we all hang out." Monica said. Monica really liked Chandler too. He was really nice and funny. She even thought he was pretty cute.
Rachel also liked chandler. She liked him, but she would never consider dating him. She was pretty sure he was gay.
Phoebe liked him much better than Kip. Chandler seemed so much nicer plus his aura was happy. In all his past lives he was a nice guy.
"Well," Rachel said, "Do you want us to help you unpack?"
"If you don't have anything better to do." Chandler answered.
So the rest of the afternoon was spent in Joey and now Chandler's apartment unpacking boxes.
* * * *
The next morning Chandler woke up because a door slammed shut. He got up out of bed and went into the living room. It was only 7:30 on a Saturday and Joey was already dressed and heading out the door.
"Where are you going?" Chandler asked.
"Monica's. Wanna come?" Joey replied.
"This early?"
"Monica always wakes up at 6:45 to make breakfast for everyone." Joey explained.
"Okay, I'll go. Just let me get dressed."
"Just come over when you're done. The door will be unlocked."
Chandler showered and got dressed. He was done by 8:00. When he got to Monica's he was surprised because the whole gang was there at 8:00 on a Saturday.
"Hey, Chandler?" Monica asked, "Do you want pancakes or eggs?"
"Umm, pancakes." Chandler replied. He thought Monica looked so cute standing by the stove wearing an apron with her long black hair pulled back in a ponytail.
"Me too!" Joey exclaimed
"But Joey, you just had four!"
"So? A man needs his strength!" Joey said handing Monica his plate. Monica gave Joey and Chandler some pancakes and then started some dishes.
The phone rang. Since Phoebe was sitting closest to it she answered.
"Hello? Monica and Rachel's."
"Hello. This is Detective Mark Kincaid. May I talk to one of the following people: Monica Geller, Rachel Green, Phoebe Buffay, Joey Tribbiani, or Ross Geller."
"I'm Phoebe Buffay."
"Would you and your friends be willing to meet with some friends of mine later today?"
"Umm, hang on a sec." Phoebe said, "Guys, Detective Kincaid wants to know if we'll meet with some people later today."
No one had anything to do so they all agreed.
"Sure. We're not doing anything, but do you mind if another friend of ours comes?" Phoebe said into the phone referring to Chandler.
"Sure, not a problem. Was he a friend of Kip's?"
"In college they were friends. He just moved here yesterday from Chicago."
"Okay. Do you know Central Perk? Let's meet there at five. Is that good for you?"
"Okay, we'll be there at five." She hung up the phone.
Later that day at five, the gang was at Central Perk waiting for the Detective's friends to get there.
Chandler, Monica, and Rachel were on the couch in that order. Ross was on the chair and Joey and Phoebe were sitting at the little table by the couch.
Soon Detective Kincaid came in with three other people. They all pulled up some chairs and sat across from the couch.
"These are my friends Dewey and Gale" Mark pointed to each person as he said their name, "This is my girlfriend Sidney. Okay, guys, this is Joey, Phoebe, Monica, Rachel, and Ross."
"I'm Chandler. I went to college with Ross and Kip."
Every one said their hellos. Then Sidney, Gale, and Dewey explained what happened with the other murderers and killings.
"Do you think that it's happening again?" Ross asked.
"Well, we don't know. The message on your answering machine sounded a lot like the phone calls the killers made to us." Sidney answered.
"We do have a question, though." Dewey said. He glanced sympathetically at Sidney then asked, "Do any of you know or used to know Maureen Prescott, Maureen Roberts, or Rena Reynolds?"
"Rena Reynolds. That name sounds so familiar." Phoebe said. She thought for a while then looked up with a triumphant smile. "Did she have a son that she gave up for adoption? She was also an actress."
"How did you know her?" Gale asked.
"She and my mom were friends before my mom killed herself." Phoebe explained, "Why did you want to know?"
"She was my mom." Sidney said, "She was pretty much responsible for all the killings."
The end of chapter three! Please review! thanks