Author's Note: I'M ALIVE! Lol. I am SO sorry about the wait for this chapter. My writer's block took FOREVER to get through! However, it's gone now, and I have another great chappie for you readers out there! I can't believe how many people have told me that chapter 7 reminded them of Carrie! I've never even seen Carrie! All I know about it is that the movie is about a troubled teen that has telekinesis. Well, if you readers out there meant it as a complement, thanks!

Disclaimer: I own noting except the plot and the name Ichabod. You can't sue me.

WoRdLiFeCeNa4: Well I noticed that it was going to be pretty weird if I just had Spongebob's own father wanting to kill him without a reason. (Apart from being completely insane that is). Also, Stephen Hillenburg said that he didn't want other square sponges to walk around and keep Spongebob's shape unique, so I figured it would be a pretty good reason. I was just thinking of names one day and I can across Ichabod. (I didn't want to keep calling him Mr. Squarepants). I thought it was a pretty good name so I used that. (I knew the name from the movie Sleepy Hollow). Nobody guessed him! So many people were thinking it was Squidward! One person guessed Larry, but I forget who...

Backs away slowly from WoRdLiFeCeNa4 Umm... you talk to your cleaning sponge? ... I don't even know how to respond to that... lol! Anyway, thanks for reviewing! P.S. I forget what we're arguing about, but you're still wrong. Lol.

A. Nonymous: I'm glad you liked this chapter so much! Yes, I didn't really give any leads that it would be his mom that dies, did I? Thanks for that Carrie comment! (I think it was a comment) The thing is, I've never read nor seen Carrie, so I don't really know what it's like... but now that everyone is telling me that it's like Carrie, I'm inspired to see it. Yes, I did make up their names. I know that I didn't explain the Rick quote at all. The thing is, I wasn't really sure how to weave that into the story. To answer your question, when he said "inspired" he meant that Flats threatened him, so he was forced to hire Spongebob. That's all really, nothing major. Thanks for reviewing! P.S. (For the other review) Ya, I understand your angle on Sandy's sadness now. Yes, it would be hard to keep in all those tears... Thanks for reviewing!

SpongeFan SquareFiction: I have never seen Carrie, I've never read Carrie, I don't know anything about Carrie! People keep on telling me chapter 7 seemed to be something out of Carrie! I really want to see it now that people keep on telling me it's like that! Oh well... Oh my gosh! I forgot he said that at the fry cook games! That falls in so great with me storyline! Thanks for pointing that out! Lol. Hurry up indeed! Thanks for reviewing!

Venusgal100: You'll find out what happens soon enough. In the meantime, I would recommend taking some deep breaths. You seem tense! Lol (kidding). Thanks for reviewing!

Chapter 8: Battle and Love

Both friends were cold. No, not cold, freezing. They had reached Sand Mountain many hours ago, and they still had not found the headquarters where their friend was kept. It was snowing heavily, and Patrick and Sandy had not stopped to rest for what seemed like a millennium. Only the thought of being back home with their friend, safely at their side, made their feet continue to move.

"Are we there yet?" asked Patrick, forming the words between his chattering teeth.

"Not yet, Patrick. Keep searching!" Sandy replied.

She trudged on through the snow, but Patrick couldn't walk another step. He was half- frozen to the ground. Sandy walked up to him, wondering why he stopped. "What's wrong, Pat?" She then realised that his skin was turning a pinkish- purple and frost outlined his body.

"I think we should find a place to rest. I'm freezing cold," stated Patrick.

"Oh my gosh, Pat! I didn't realise it was so cold! I guess my suit was keeping me warm... Let's find a place to rest."

Luckily, it didn't take very long until Sandy and Patrick had found a cave. It was dark and wet, but considering the position the friends were in, they didn't have much choice. Sandy was the first to enter the cave. Patrick followed closely after her.

"It's pretty gloomy, but it's the best rest stop we have..." said Sandy, realising that the cave wasn't the greatest place to regain energy. She took out a flashlight she was keeping in her suit, and turned it on. The cave looked even more depressing in the light. Sandy realised that it must have been huge, because the light didn't reach the back corners. "Well, I guess this'll have to do," Sandy said, placing her flashlight on the ground. She sat down against the wall, and started to wait for Patrick to fell better. However, there was one thing missing; Patrick. "Patrick?" called Sandy to the cave. She could hear her voice echoing off the stone walls. "Pat, where are you?" she called, rising to her feet. No answer. She could have sworn that Patrick had entered the cave with her...

"Hey, Sandy, over here!" Sandy looked around for the voice of her friend. She picked up the flashlight to get a better look, but she couldn't see very far; the batteries were dieing. "Near the back of the cave, check it out."

Sandy walked over to the back of the cave, and flooded one of the unlit corners with light. She could see Patrick standing in front of the back wall, inspecting it closely.

"Pat, why are you...?" asked Sandy, curious why he was so interested in a wall, but she soon realised that it wasn't a wall at all. It was a door disguised as a wall!

"What a weird door..." Sandy said, aiming the dimming beam of light onto the door.

"What do you think is inside?" asked Patrick.

"I don't know..." Sandy replied, slowly. "But I betcha it's what we're looking for. C'mon Pat, help me find a way to open this."

Sandy walked closer to the door and tried to find a way to open it. However, there appeared to be no handle or doorknob that would permit entry from the outside. Sandy looked at the crack that separated the door from the real wall, but there was no place for someone to get their fingers in the crack and pull the door open.

"How on earth do you open this?" wondered Sandy, more to herself than her comrade.

"There must be some way. We didn't come this far to be blocked by a door," replied Patrick. Sandy nodded in agreement. She moved what was left of the light onto the center of the door, hoping that she could find some sort of clue. She was surprised that she found one so quickly.

"Hey pat, look at this!" Sandy shone the light on a small carving in the stone. The carving was of two letters; HQ. "This is it, Pat! This is proof that we're close to Spongebob! But how on earth are we going to get through the door?"

"Wait!" said Patrick, softly. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"Wait! There it is again! Listen!"

Sandy put her ear as close as she could get it to the door (considering that she was wearing her helmet). She held her breath and listened. She could hear footsteps. They were slowly growing louder. "I think someone is coming this way..." Sandy said, still listening attentively. The footsteps drew closer and closer. Suddenly Sandy realised what might happen if they got caught...

"Quick! Hide!" The friends rushed into an unlit corner of the cave. Suddenly, Sandy realised she had left her flashlight at the door. If the person coming through the door saw it, then he would know that they were hiding there. Sandy moved to retrieve it, but Patrick held her back.

"No, he'll see you."

The door slowly opened. Any minute the person would see the flashlight and spot them. Sandy closed her eyes, knowing that the worst was coming. She heard the door open all the way. The sound of boots hitting stone filled her ears.

"Hello?" asked a raspy voice. "Anyone there?"

Sandy kept her eyes shut. Any minute now...

"Show yourself!" More footsteps echoed off the cave walls, only they were growing more distant. Sandy opened her eyes to see why the assassin had not spotted them. She was greatly relieved to see that the flashlight had gone out. The batteries were dead.

Sandy felt a tug on her suit. Patrick wanted her attention. He slowly made a gesture towards the door. Sandy tore her attention away from the flashlight and looked at the door. The assassin had left it open! Sandy stole a glance at the fish. He had his back to them. He was still searching the cave for trespassers. Sandy turned to Patrick and nodded. Quietly, the two friends made their way to the door.

Patrick and Sandy entered the door. They found themselves facing a long, dim hallway. Sandy carefully closed the disguised door behind her and Patrick. They heard it close all the way with a soft click. The noise was soon followed by words from the other side.

"Hey... who closed the door?" Pounding could be heard from outside. "Let me in! Flats, was that you who closed the door? I'm gonna tear you limb from limb!"

"Man, that was close!" exclaimed Sandy over the furious yells that came from the outside.

"Not as close as you think it was..." Both friends froze on the spot. They turned around and came face to face with Flats. "Isn't it just my luck to run into you two? I have a score to settle with you."

Without warning, Sandy punched Flats hard in the stomach. "Run! Find Spongebob! I'll hold him off!" she yelled at Patrick. He dashed down the hall, away from Flats and Sandy. Sandy made the mistake to take time to watch him, for at that moment, Flats delivered a harder blow to her chest. Sandy stumbled backwards, but she quickly recovered.

"That was the wrong thing to do," said Sandy in the most dangerous tone she had ever spoken in. She had fire in her eyes. Like a bolt of lightning, Sandy moved towards Flats and hit him with every karate move she knew, and most that she had invented herself. In a few minutes the fight had ended, and Sandy barely had a scratch on her. However, she did have the protection of her suit. Either way, Sandy had left Flats defeated, and was soon walking down he hall to find where Patrick had run off to.

"Patrick?" called Sandy. She turned a corner and had found Patrick standing in front of a door near the end of the hallway.

Sandy walked up to him. "Pat? Why have you stopped?" Patrick gestured towards the door. There was a big golden plate on the door that read 'Boss'.

"Is that?" asked Sandy, breaking off in mid speech. Patrick nodded. Both friends held their breath as they listened to what was happening inside the room.

"You're not normal. You're square. My wife shouldn't have had you. You're different...meant to cause evil..."

As soon as Sandy heard the voice she knew the possessor was mad. There was a pause in speech. Then the insane man spoke again.

"You shouldn't have come into this world," said the mad man. Sandy wasn't about to take this eavesdropping lying down. Whether the victim be Spongebob or not, that man was going to kill. She could feel it.

Sandy flung the door open and gasped at what she saw. Spongebob was sitting in a chair with his father in front of him, holding a long knife. Ichabod swung the knife at his son, and Spongebob gave a small gasp as it hit him.

"NO!" yelled Sandy, her mind not even considering what her body was doing. She ran towards Spongebob to see if he was alright. There was a cut in his chest, but it wasn't deep enough to penetrate any major blood vessels. She then ran towards Ichabod and flung her entire body weight against him.

Both sponge's got surprised by the sudden outburst. However, Sandy didn't care about anything. All she knew was that the man she was now attacking had meant harm to Spongebob, and that was good enough for her.

"YOU WON'T KILL HIM!" yelled Sandy as she tried every possible way she could think of to hurt the sponge.

"THIS DOES NOT CONCERN YOU!" Ichabod yelled back with equal force. He pushed Sandy off him, and then slashed at her with the knife. She dodged it, and punched him hard in the center body. He stumbled back a bit, and then fell to the ground. Sandy ran up to him on the floor, ready to do more harm, but then with amazing agility, he rose and struck her hard in the chest with the knife. Sandy's eyes widened with shock as the sudden pain in her chest went searing through her body. She stumbled back, away from Ichabod. He then pushed her with all his might towards the wall. Sandy got thrown back, and hit the wall with amazingly strong force. The shattering impact broke her helmet into a million tiny shards.

"Sandy!" yelled Spongebob, his concern overtaking his fear. He rose from where he was sitting and rushed to Sandy's side. She opened her eyes as Spongebob drew close.

"Spongebob," she muttered with her last breath. "I've always loved you..." She pulled him close, and then kissed him with passion that made all worries vanish. She released him, and then laid on the floor motionless.

"Sandy?" asked Spongebob, disbelieving in his voice. "Sandy!" The water around Sandy's chest started to turn a dark red. Sandy didn't answer. Tears flooded Spongebob's eyes as he looked down on what used to be one of his greatest friends.

Suddenly, anger filled him with such force that all other emotions were forgotten. He stood up and glared at his father with intense hatred. "You killed her," he said with furry.

Ichabod Squarepants smiled as if he had just done something brave and courageous; not committed a murder. "She got in the way."

"GOT IN THE WAY!" Spongebob shouted at the top of his voice. He didn't care if it was his father he was fighting; he had killed Sandy. He wanted his father to be locked up and never heard from again. Spongebob lunged at him, careful to avoid the knife. However, Ichabod was prepared for a sudden attack, and dodged Spongebob's lunge. Spongebob turned around to face his father and lunged at him again. This time, Spongebob was able to hit on target. The two fell to the floor and started wrestling. They both received many cuts and scrapes from the shards of what used to be Sandy's helmet, but neither cared. Ichabod raised his knife, but Spongebob was quick to dodge it. Ichabod swung it at mid-air. Spongebob then reached out and grasped it from his father's hand.

"No!" yelled the now bloody body of Ichabod. "You give that back!"

"Sorry," replied Spongebob. "But I won't let you kill anymore!"

Ichabod gave a yell of furry and ran towards his son. Spongebob manoeuvred himself out of Ichabod's path.

"Don't make me hurt you. If you turn yourself in then I won't harm you!" said Spongebob.

Ichabod laughed. "Like you have the courage to harm your own father!"

"You are no father to me!" yelled Spongebob, the fiery anger starting to rise again. He lunged at his father with the bloody knife in hand. Ichabod moved to avoid it, but he had tripped in the progress. Spongebob ran to see if he had been seriously hurt, but Ichabod rose again, and lunged unexpectedly at Spongebob. Spongebob was taken by surprise by the sudden attack, and raised his hands in front of him as a natural defence. However, both sponges had forgotten that Spongebob still held the knife. Ichabod moved towards Spongebob, but suddenly, he stopped.

Spongebob opened his eyes, and realised that the knife he held was wedged right into his father's heart. He dropped the knife in shock, and Ichabod fell to the floor. He laid motionless with the knife still inside his heart. Spongebob's knees buckled, and he crouched by his now dead father.

Patrick was shocked. He was watching the whole episode from the threshold like some horrible horror movie in fast motion. Finally, his brain snapped back into motion, and he moved towards Spongebob.

"Spongebob?" asked Patrick.

"He's gone... dead. So is Sandy. And..."

Patrick patted Spongebob's shoulder gently. "It's all over, don't fret."

"If it's all over, then how come I feel so cold?"

Both friends stood where they were. After what had happened, they would never be the same again.

A/N: This story is NOT done! I still have an epilogue! I am SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry to all Sandy fans out there! It's only a fan fic remember, and don't worry, because Sandy plays a big role in my next fan fic! PLEASE REVIEW!