Chapter 3
Halloween 1983
Laurie Strode, face concealed walked with Loomis down the heavenly white halls of Smith's Grove. She had her fists clenched tightly, a faked limp in her walk. She followed him to the dungeons of the building, having set off an alarm to alert the staff elsewhere.
They entered the elevator and once they had reached a floor not lit on the level bar, they exited and quickly made for the room indicated as the girls room by the rune writing on the door. Loomis peaked to make sure first, then waved her to follow and they roused the girls and got them dressed, then made a run down the halls, Loomis sedated them, making them silent and easier to haul.
Adrenaline rushed through her veins as they made their way out, and at the shouts behind them they went into a run. The girls were easily shoved into the back of the car and the two adults leapt into the front and Loomis drove them away before Wynn even got into his car.
They made it to the airport in time, and their luggage had already been dropped off. They just got the tickets and Loomis saw them off, a quick reminder that the sedative wouldn't wear off til well after they arrived in Summer Glen.
She boarded and they took off no problem, the girls on both sides of her, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. She smiled softly and kissed each of their heads, sighing softly and closing the shade of the window. "Sleep tight kids."
"I'm not responsible Terrance!"
"Oh, no!" Wynn growled nearly shreading his file for Jamie and Jennifer. "Do you know how bad this is? We have to get them back before Michael fucking wakes up and you don't know when that might happen! We don't know where this Strode bitch lives..." He shook his head. "Five years work, wasted. My plan, ruined."
Hoffman shook his head. "No, we'll get them back, if it's the last thing we do."
Wynn's hand clenched the photograph of the girls he was gazing at, then he sadistically smiled. "Yes, we will."
The plane arrived at around six in the evening, Laurie herself was already exhausted, but didn't want to miss out on them waking up. She took them home. Her husband, Tom Tate was on a week long business trip, he had known the girls were coming. John, her two year old son greeted them immediately, he was with his Aunt Marcia at the airport, and Laurie's sister in law helped her by taking Jamie while Laurie carried Jennifer.
"Wow, they're big, Keri."
She smiled. "What were you expecting? Something more Johnny's size?"
"Well Jamie's only what, three? Look at her!"
Laurie smiled. "At least I know they were taken care of."
Marcia grinned. "I'll say. When'll they wake up?"
"Another hour or so. Come on, let's get out of here."
~8:00 PM, that night~
Jennifer's bright green eyes slipped open and took in the small, beige bedroom. She shot up and looked at her sleeping sister, whose eyes soon opened too. They both looked at the woman in the rocking chair in the corner, then exchanged frightened looks, and Jamie slipped into Jennifer's bed, and they held each other's shaking forms. Laurie's eyes snapped open at the creaking noise.
She smiled at them, not wanting to scare them more she stayed put. "You're up."
"Who are you?" Jennifer asked boldly.
Laurie smiled. "Your mother."
Both girls fear seemed to melt and they looked at her, wide eyed and afraid. "Our, our mother? We have a mother?" Jamie stuttered.
Laurie laughed. "Of course! Everyone has a mother!"
Jennifer sighed. "She's the lady Gertrude told us about Jamie, the one who missed us." Her small eyes met her mother's identical ones. "Right?"
Laurie smiled. "Yeah I missed you. I knew both of you about two minutes each before they took you away."
They blinked. "Who took us away?" Jamie asked.
"Wynn, oh girls you don't know! He isn't your real daddy! You real daddy's name is Jimmy Lloyd, that's your name too, Lloyd. Your real daddy sold you to Wynn, without telling me anything but that you'd both died. I knew you weren't dead though."
"What's your name?" Jennifer asked steadily, relaxing more.
"Well, my real name is Laurie, but here people call me Keri, so I'm safe. Safe from your uncle."
"Uncle Michael?" Jamie asked.
Laurie's shocked eyes met hers. "You know him?"
Jennifer nodded. "We go see him every weekend."
Laurie looked frightened, it surprised the young girls who were sitting on the edge of the bed now, talking to her. "He is a very evil man, he killed my friends and my sister, he tried to kill me, but I was lucky."
"Yeah," Jennifer sighed to her surprise. "It's Thorn."
Stunned, Laurie took the little girl's hand. "What do you mean?"
"It's Uncle Michael's curse, he has to kill his family before he can get rid of it."
Laurie sighed. "So smart for four years old."
"That's Thorn too."
Laurie tilted her head, puzzled. "You... you have it too?"
"Not necessarily. But it does affect both Jamie and I. You see, our sole purpose in life is to be sacrificed by Michael, he'll choose one of us to have his baby, and once born on Halloween, the child and both of us will be his final sacrifice. But he has to kill the rest of his bloodline off first. Then another boy will be chosen to carry Thorn. That's why he's virtually immortal, and though he only had a first grade education, he's very smart. It's Thorn. Jamie and I obviously aren't immortal, but we do carry Thorn's intellect."
Stunned, Laurie digested the information slowly and began to chuckle. "Well don't you worry, I won't let them kill you or have him knock you up."
Jennifer shifted. "Yeah, that is scary for us. I think I kinda like you..." She paused and smiled as the word slipped from her. "Mommy."
Jamie smiled brightly, bringing a warmth to Laurie's gut as she watched. "Me too, Mommy!"
Jennifer went solemn again. "But we must request that we live in Haddonfield. It's too risky to be this far away from the Sanitarium, you'll drive Wynn more hungry to find us."
Laurie sighed. "Tom isn't going to like it, but I'm sure something can be arranged."
Mwa ha ha ha. I'm evil! *ahem, right* Ok, please review.!!!!!
SA
