Hey guys, hope you liked the last chapter and seeing Michael back in business. The next few chapters are going to continue having characters meet up and discover their links to Michael. He will show up again in this chapter and then again for a large portion of the story since most of it take place on Halloween night! lol

Chapter 4: Storms

"So in conclusion, the field of forensic science and criminal psychology is very interesting, but you'd better be prepared to work hard if you want to make it in any of these fields. Thank you for your time." Lindsay concluded as the auditorium roared with applause. She smiled and bashfully crept off stage. She was a fairly quiet person and wasn't used to all that attention.

Lindsay had come back to this town for two reasons, first off she wanted to do this presentation. The main reason however was that she had spent the last four years following in the footsteps of Dr. Samuel Loomis. The man had dedicated his life to stopping the evil that is Michael Myers. Although his passion ultimately consumed him, Loomis was on to something at the time of his demise. He had discovered something which he took to his grave and Lindsay was determined to find out what.

Lindsay had traveled all the way to California after Laurie Strode had decapitated that paramedic. She interviewed Laurie at Grace Anderson, well, she tried to. Laurie would not speak to her. She wouldn't speak to anyone, not even her son John. Then Lindsay learned of Laurie's apparent murder by another patient. She knew it wasn't another patient though, it was too easy. She followed a trail of news clippings which all surrounded the Illinois region, particularly Haddonfield. Her home town. She had loved that town up until she was eight. The night her house had been turned into a morgue. The night she lost her babysitter and her friends. The night she met Michael.

She had only seen him for a brief second but it was enough to still haunt her today. She knew after reading all the headlines that he was still alive. She had discovered his pattern of hunting his family lineage and spilling relatives' blood. All she needed to understand was his reason for the crimes he committed. He had to have a goal, a main agenda. She knew Loomis had discovered that back in 95' before he died. It may very well have been what killed him.

She had tried locating her old friend and fellow survivor Tommy Doyle but he had hidden himself after 1995's Haddonfield massacre. He was back now, she needed to find him because she had a feeling he would have some valuable information.

Lindsay thought deeply, zoning out almost when a hand patted her shoulder causing her to jump. "Oh! Sorry, I um, my names Sara, Sara Moyer. I just wanted to say that I am a big fan of your research, your books have really helped me get where I am right now." Sara gushed as Lindsay laughed, "Well thank you very much, that's uh, very kind. You know I'm sorry, you just look so familiar. You know, I got it! You were that web cam girl."

Lindsay stuck her foot deeper into her mouth, "Yes, yes, I remember reading about you. Local girl survives internet web cam murders. That was two years ago right?" Sara looked away biting her lower lip, "Uh, yeah two years ago on Friday. I um, well yeah I've read a lot about your studies on Michael Myers and it's very fascinating."

Lindsay smiled and replied pleasantly, "Well, someone like you must have much more insight into a case study as uh, unique as his. Tell me, would you let me interview you about your experiences in the Myers house, it would really help me in my upcoming book?" Lindsay was nosing her way into trouble and she knew it. "Um, maybe sometime but I really need to get to my next class. It was really nice meeting you Dr. Wallace." Sara quickly shook Lindsay's hand and made an uneasy smile, obviously forcing herself to be pleasant.

Lindsay watched her intently as she gathered her bag and huddled out the door, looking back just as she disappeared into the hallway. Lindsay was here for a reason. Not for stupid lectures or interviews. She was here to find Michael, to learn about what Dr. Loomis found. She needed to talk to all of the people he had contact with. Michael too, anyone who had seen Michael and lived to tell about it was important for her studies. She needed to know.

Lindsay's stare was interrupted by the ringing of her cell phone. She answered, "Hello? Oh, yes Doctor I did meet her. Uh-huh, she's well, in denial but, yes, yes she did. Yes I'm going to speak with her later. John Tate? He is! He's with Tommy Doyle? Are any others in town too? I see, Thank you very much. I'm heading back there now. I'll be in touch Doctor." Lindsay hung up and looked around the empty room, she thought about what she was doing back in this town. She thought a moment then gathered her bag and walked out of the room.

The afternoon bell rang signaling the end of the school day. Stephen ran out of his classroom and gathered his coat and lunch box out of his cubby. Stephen was excited as his birthday was in two days. He was excited about going trick or treating with Dan and he wanted to find a scary costume. He ran out of the building and found his mom waiting in the van. She smiled and waved over to him. He waved back but froze as he noticed a man in the background across the street, hiding in the trees. A man in a black trench coat and hat.

The man looked over to Stephen and waved pleasantly. He signaled for Stephen to follow and he began walking towards the man. He was drawn towards this person for reasons he didn't care to understand. He took a blind step into the street and just barely missed getting smacked by a leaving school bus when his mom yanked him back by the collar. "Stephen what are you doing! Be careful you know your supposed to look both ways before crossing the road and your not supposed to go by yourself!"

Kara knelt down and brushed his hair. She saw his transfixed gaze and snapped her fingers a few times t get him back. She smiled, "Hey, what were you doing anyways?" Stephen looked confused and turned back to the trees, the man was gone. "I was just going over to play in those leaves" he said simply, smiling. "Well you can play in the leaves at home now come one, lets go." They got into the car and drove off. Kara was concerned. Her first born had attention problems at this age too, was it something she was doing wrong? She thought about her Danny, remembering how he had been when he was that age. It wasn't happening again was it?

Thom kept his gaze on the road trying to avoid making eye contact with the stern man next to him. He could see John's fierce glare looking down into nothing. He wasn't seeing anything except his own mind, projecting images of his mother's funeral. It had been a sunny day, John remembered because it had rained the days before and after the ceremony. He hadn't been to a graveyard since then, he's avoided the sight of them in general since they reminded him of burying his mother. Thom tried making conversation, John could tell the man was feeling awkward.

They reached the town graveyard, actually it was at the outskirts of town right at the border of Haddonfield and Langdon. "We're here John." Thom was trying to be pleasant but he knew this wasn't going to be easy. John followed the path Thom was setting as they made their way past the endless tombstones. Thom finally stopped and turned to the left. He looked back at John who was waiting. Thom whispered, "There. It's over there." He pointed over to the left, a small hill with a few trees shadowing it.

John looked over at the single gravestone hidden under the orange and red leaves. Beams of light shone on the marble. John stood frozen staring about twenty meters away from them. His expression reminded Thom of Stephen when he was scared to go to his room until Kara checked under the bed. God, this man standing next to him, was Stephen's uncle. Thom shivered as the realization of the situation grasped him.

Thom looked around at this graveyard. How many of Haddonfield's residents had been buried here. How many had been laid down to rest by their families because of one man. This town's curse, Michael Myers. Thom looked at the names around him, Rachael Caruthers, Sheriff Ben Meeker and his daughter Kelly, Kara's parents and brother. Thom glanced over to John, he was slowly making his way forward. John felt helpless, he hadn't felt like this since he was twelve when his mom and he were in a car accident and she had to have surgery. Sitting in the waiting room had been hell and he felt utterly useless to stop anything then, just like now.

John walked up to the gravestone and knelt down to it. He read the inscription, Jamie Lloyd 1980-1995. John put a hand over the words and closed his eyes. Thom stood in the background watching this troubled man say his goodbye to a sister he had never met, never even knew had existed. "I've seen enough, I want to leave now please," John said quietly. Thom understood and they headed back to the car just as a few droplets of rain began to fall. Thom tried to break the tension, "We'll be back by about four. Stay for dinner John, you could get to know Kara and the boys, Stephen..." "Ok." John cut him off with a simple reply. Nothing more was said, they drove the rest of the way in silence.

Kara pulled into the driveway with Stephen and looked out the window to see her friend and neighbor Diane. Diane was struggling with a few grocery bags and Kara got out of the car to help her. Stephen got out of the car and gathered his backpack He headed over to help his mom and her friends. "Hey Stephen, how was school today?" Diane smiled sweetly. Stephen smiled meekly, "Hi Ms. Hopkins, school was good today." He took one of the bags from the dark haired woman and she turned to Kara, "You have such a polite son Kara, are you all ready for his birthday?" Kara brushed some hair out of her face and glanced at Stephen, "Yeah we're all excited. Thom and I have been working on the party arrangements."

Kara turned to Stephen, "Why don't you go into the house and put Diane's bags on her table." Stephen nodded and walked past Diane who called after him, "Thanks Stephen, you know the way." Diane turned to Kara and could tell she was upset about something, "You ok? Let me guess, you're having your mid-life crisis." They laughed and Kara responded, "Oh god, I had that years ago. No, I'm just a little worried about Friday. I don't want anything to go wrong and I just have a bad feeling." "Kara, you always have a bad feeling this time of year. Its fine though, nothing ever happens, why should this year be any different?" Kara sighed, "I don't know, I just-"

Diane cut her off, "You just need to relax, go out for dinner or something, have some champagne with Thom and have some fun away from the kids." "Oh I couldn't leave them!" Diane was determined, "Yes you can, go out on Friday. After they go out trick or treating they can come over to my house. It'll be fine Kara, you deserve a break especially this time of year." Before Kara could object further Diane was off back to her house to get Stephen, "I'll see you later Kara, call me if you need anything ok?"

Kara crossed her arms and looked around the driveway. The weather was breezy and the sun was setting earlier and earlier these days. She watched the red leaves brush down the street as neighbors put up Halloween decorations. She remembered her family, dysfunctional as it was, and gazed out into space. All that counseling, all the medication, stress relief, maybe all she needed was to get out and take her mind off of things.

She looked back and saw her son walking up to her all smiles. He has no idea of his history, the circumstances of their meeting. And he'd never find out, she wouldn't let him know the horrible truth about his family. They headed into their house just as the school bus came to the bus stop across the street.

Dan got off the school bus with Jesse and they waved to Miles who was still on the bus. As Dan and Jesse walked, Dan thought about the coming weekend. He needed to get out of the house on Friday, he didn't want to be stuck walking Stephen from house to house begging for candy. He had plans with Jesse and Miles to go out partying. Now he just had to get out of babysitting. "This is my stop, gimme a kiss dork." Jesse smiled as Dan leaned in and kissed her.

They parted ways and Dan walked alone with his thoughts. His mom was always so stressed out this time of year, he knew why but it was still hard to deal with. As Dan walked past a patch of trees he could have sworn he saw someone walk through them. He stopped and stared but there was no movement, he shrugged it off and continued onto his house. He didn't notice the pale features of a man or it's black eyes staring at him as he entered his home.

Thom and John got to the Doyle residence at around four. "Kara, I'm home and I want you to meet someone." Thom called out from the doorway. Kara entered with one of their cats Zoe. "Oh hey, Yes we've met already. Are you staying for dinner John?" John looked at Thom who nodded and replied, "Uh, yes if it's ok Mrs. Doyle." Kara laughed, "Mrs. Doyle, you'd think I'm in my forties, it's Kara, I insist. Dinner should be done in a half hour." Thom walked over to Kara and motioned for them all to sit down at the dining table.

"Where are the boys hun?" Thom wondered. Kara looked around, "Well Stephen is in his room working on homework and Dan said he was going to be going over to Miles so he should be leaving shortly." Thom looked back and forth then motioned forward and said in a hushed voice, "I think there's something you should know about John."

Lindsay walked down a long white corridor, her steps echoing down the hall. A few nurses passed her and she greeted them. She made her way into her office where she took her long beige coat off and set her purse down on her desk. She pushed a button on her answering machine and began checking her messages. "Hi Lindsay it's mom, just wanted to see if you were coming up for thanksgiving this year, Dad and I have missed you, call be back."

Lindsay smiled and read through some papers left on her desk. "Dr. Wallace, it's Wynn. I need you to take another look over the Myers file. There's still been no luck in finding the patient. We're using all of our resources to locate him but if there's anything you can find it would be most helpful to us." Lindsay collapsed in her chair and turned on her computer. "Hi um Dr. Wallace? This is Sara Moyer from Haddonfield University. We met today, I was wondering if you were still interested in that interview..." Lindsay got a gleam in her eye and gave a sly smile as she listened to the rest of the message.

Kara and Thom served dinner to Stephen and John. They all smiled awkwardly except for Stephen who's smile was legitimate, he hadn't discussed the history of a madman and how he had destroyed the lives of everybody he met. Stephen just sat eating his meal totally engrossed in his own thoughts of his birthday, Halloween, and that strange black clad man he'd seen outside of school. Kara sat forcing a smile for her son's sake, she was just glad Dan had left already because he could always tell when she was faking pleasantries, and he always called her on it.

Thom sat there laughing with them as he struggled on the inside with the thought of his son being related to that monster. He also couldn't believe he was eating dinner with the nephew of that same monster. John looked at the family before him, yearning to have that with his love, Molly. He missed her so much, he wanted to climb into bed with her and snuggle up and lose himself in her eyes. He needed to call her later and check up on her. He needed to grab his cell phone after dinner.

As the four of them ate dinner and made small conversation, Dan was busy at Jesse's house. They were making out on her bed when the phone rang. He bit her lip gently as they rose and she answered the phone. "Hello? Oh hey Miles, yeah everything's fine, Dan's here right now. Ok." She handed her boyfriend the phone, "It's Miles, he wants to talk to you." Dan took the phone, "Yeah Miles what is it? Friday, with Sara? As in Sara your crush? Yeah she can come if she's not doing anything. Yeah, at 7:30. Ok, yep. Bye."

Dan hung up the phone and smiled at his girlfriend. "Miles is bringing his college friend, think he's gonna make a move or something, he's such a dork." Jesse frowned, "He's not a dork, he just has a crush." Dan snickered, "For the past two years? It's not gonna happen Jesse. Anyways, forget him what about us? Let's get back to what we were doing..." Jesse laughed, "Your such a perv, but I love you. Call me crazy." "Crazy." Dan whispered before they locked lips again.

Molly walked down the flight corridor from the plane out into the airport, she was exhausted. She hadn't even eaten breakfast before getting on the flight that morning. She knew it didn't matter though, she just wanted, needed to see John again. He'd be so happy to see her that it would totally make her hellish flight here worthwhile. She hadn't even brought a suitcase with her, just her purse and cell phone. She walked outside into the cold night and sat down on a bench.

She pulled out her cell phone and dialed John's cell number. It rang a few times before his voicemail came up. Damn, she thought to herself before leaving a message for him. "Hey babe you'll never believe where I am! I flew out here to Haddonfield to see you but I'm kind of stuck at the airport and it's raining so could you please call me back? I'm going to call a cab and get a room at the nearest hotel ok? Call me soon! I love you." She hung up and stared at the parking lot and all the cars out there.

Rain flooded the curb as she tried to signal for a cab. No luck, none were in the area. She went back into the airport which was practically empty now. She went over to an information desk where a pretty young lady stood at her computer. "Excuse me miss, do you know where I can find a car rental agency here? Or a cab or something so I can leave?" The woman turned to her and smiled as she replied, "Well, phone lines are down right now due to the storm. It's so bad we had to cancel all other flights! Looks like you landed just in time I guess. There's a nice little motel across the street if you go out the exit on the other end of the terminal."

Molly thanked her and turned back to the automatic doors which opened and closed as the last of the people from her flight left the airport with friends and family. She huffed as she turned to the other side of the terminal. She could see the exit sign glowing in red way off in the distance. She was already pretty tired and what she needed was some sleep. She could find her husband to be in the morning and since the chairs in the waiting area here weren't comfortable at all, she decided to head for the motel.

Molly walked down to the other automatic door and looked down at her low cut California blouse. Perfect to wear in this kind of weather she thought sarcastically. Great she thought, but she could always take a hot shower once she got a room. Then she could climb under some warm covers and dream about John. She stepped outside and stood in the cool rain. It wasn't that bad but she was getting soaked so she started running towards the motel which she saw across the empty street ahead of her.

She tripped over her heel however and tumbled to the wet ground. She swore to herself and stood up groggily, her head a little sore from her fall. She looked around her and saw an empty black van in the parking lot with its driver door open and the engine running. She wandered over to it out of sheer curiosity and peered in. Nothing out of the ordinary. "Ok Molly, too tired to play around, you need sleep and lots of it." She turned back and looked at the vacancy sign next to the hotel, blinking on and off in neon pink letters. She smiled and went to take a step again when she tripped a second time. She managed to catch herself though and just said, "Fuck it." as she took her shoes off.

Just as she was kneeling down to un-strap her other shoe a knife blade slashed quickly and deeply into her back tendon. Molly screamed in surprise and agony as she fell to the ground again. Her bare foot began leaking blood onto the black top. A hand beneath the car was grasping the blade which had cut Molly's foot. She turned on to her back and saw a man under the car. She screamed and rolled onto her stomach trying to push herself up with her arms. The man slid out from under the van. He stood behind it out of her sight. She crawled away from the van and managed to stand up. She started limping on her good leg.

She turned around and saw her attacker slowly step out from behind the van. He stood in damp overalls and his mask dripped with rain water. "Oh my God!" Molly screamed as she saw Michael Myers slowly advance towards her. She began limping and hopping as fast as she could to get to the street and call for help. Stranded in the empty parking lot she looked back at the van and saw that Michael was gone. She looked back to the road and the motel beyond it, then she turned and looked on to the airport. She was a good distance from the airport but it was closer than the motel and she was losing blood fast. She turned back to the airport and started limping back.

The cried in pain as she collapsed next to the van. She was on the ground looking under it when she saw a pair of dirty boots on the other side of the van. She trembled as she looked on under the van. The boots began walking away and Molly used all her strength to push herself up into the van and climb in. She slowly, ever so slowly closed the van door with out making a sound. The rain poured as Michael walked around the van peering into the tinted windows. He couldn't see into the vehicle, that much Molly could tell as she looked on in horror, only a few feet separating her from that horrid mask.

She looked at the inside of the van and noticed the car was still running, she reached down the gear shift and grasped it. She reached down and used her arm to push the break down so she could shift gears. Her back was to the drivers door and she glanced down at the gear shift with a determined look on her face. She glanced back up at the passenger window to see if Michael was there but he had vanished again. Molly struggled with the gear shift but it was stuck. Molly started to cry.

Just then the drivers door was yanked open by Michael who grabbed the screaming girl by her slashed foot and pulled her out of the car. He tossed her onto the ground where she cried and tried to catch her breath. He yanked her up to her feet by her long blond curls and threw her at the van door. She hit her head on the driver door window and screamed as her face began to bleed. Michael slammed the door shut and picked her up again. He tossed her by her hair a second time, harder. She went flying into the door, her head bashing against the window which now had a few cracks.

Molly screamed again as he pulled her back and used his other hand to push her as she was thrown, her head actually breaking the door window. Her face was bleeding badly as her head went smashing through the window. Glass flew all over the ground and car interior. Michael pulled her back and rested her neck on the window bottom now jagged with splintered glass fragments. "No!" She whined as Michael pushed her down onto the glass which pierced her throat, blood began to mix with her saliva as her teeth turned red.

Michael then violently slid her head from the left side of the window bottom where it was pushed down to the right in one fast motion. The ridged pieces of glass from the shattered car window ripped Molly's neck open. Her mouth gaped open as her arms and legs fell limp against the door. Her mouth stopped moving as her eyes glazed over, she looked like a fish out of water with her mouth open, blood dripping from her throat down onto the door where it began to drip down in gentle streams.

Michael pulled the body back by the hair and opened the door, then he threw her in the van. He pushed Molly into the passenger side and she fell in a pile on the seat, blood still spilling from her mouth and neck slowly. Michael watched for a second as the heavy rain washed the blood down the street, taking away any evidence of his presence. He got into the van and slammed the door behind him. The engine still hummed quietly as he pulled the gear shift into drive. The van pulled out of the empty parking lot and disappeared down the road as the rain continued to wash away any trace of Molly's blood.

Ok sorry it took me so long to update guys but I've been busy, I hope you guys liked this chapter and for any Molly fans sorry I offed her already but I hope your at least happy to see Michael back. Only one more day till Halloween and his triumphant return. Oh boy, wait till the protagonists meet him again!!! Hehehe....I have a lot in store for you guys as the story continues so keep reading and keep sending those awesome reviews my way :D

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