Hi! Soz I've not updated for ages lol and I've changed my pen name as you've all probably noticed. Thanks for the reviews and The One To Rule Them All – Im so flattered that you like my writing so much:) How old are you? I'm 14 :)

Anyways, enjoy ch 7 peepo

Chapter 7: Ice Ice Baby

Aidan lay in his bed; Rachel rammed a thermometer down his throat. It says Aidan's temperature is 5 degrees low.

"That's impossible…" Rachel muttered, frowning.

"Nothings impossible in the world of Hollywood!" The thermometer said happily.

"Don't you mean horror?" Asked Aidan. The thermometer stared blankly at him. So did Rachel.

"Right you must be sick. You're talking to a thermometer."

Aidan's fish tank is suddenly noticed. It's empty of water and the fish are dead.

"What's happening?" Aidan asked quietly and mysteriously.

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Rachel is on the phone to the hospital.

"My son is sick…" She said.

"What kind of sick?" The doctor asked.

"Well." Said Rachel. "In this particular case it's a physical illness…"

"No…I mean…what does he have?" The doctor asked suspiciously.

"It's his temperature…it's 5 degrees low." Rachel said.

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Aidan lay in bed still, and pulled the covers up to his face.

The next day…

Rachel frantically flicked through a book titled 'The Health and Disease book.' She looks up hypothermia.

"Wow." She said when she read it. "That's a big word. Better ask Aidan how to pronounce his illness…hiy-poth-eermeea…"

The lights suddenly burst off.

Rachel looked at the phone. "Hello? Hello?" They had been cut off.

The same time…

Aidan is in his room sleeping. A dark figure's shadow crosses his face. He pulls the sheets over his head.

His curtains billowed in the wind from the open windows.

Same time…

Rachel unsuccessfully tries a light switch. She shouts upstairs.

"Aidan? Honey the power just went out! Are you okay up there?"

There is no reply.

Rachel climbed the stairs. When she gets to Aidan's room, she runs straight over to the open window to close it. She turns round and sees Samara scratching the wall.

"Oh hi Samara." She said. "SAMARA!"

She runs over to Aidan's bed (Rachel, not Samara.) and notices Aidan is not there. She turns back around and sees that it's Aidan that's scratching the wall, not Samara.

"Aidan?" She asked timidly. "What are you doing over there?"

"Making a sandwich…" Aidan replied with a mixture of sarcasm and pure evil.

"I'm not falling for it this time mister!" Rachel yelled. "Back in bed, now!"

"I saw something." Aidan said.

He looks at the scratch marks. They burn away into the wall. The burn keeps spreading up the wall and onto the ceiling. It's the Shelter Mountain Inn Tree.

"Get away from there!" Rachel shouted, grabbing Aidan.

The burn continues to spread.

"I saw it in my head…" Aidan mumbled.

"I thought you were afraid of bunnies and deer…" Rachel said. "Not the dark…"

That night…

Rachel's car pulled up outside the Daily Astorian news office. Rachel got out the car, taking Aidan with her, who is wrapped so tightly in a blanket he can barely breathe. They go inside.

"Funny place to take an ill kid…" The audience muttered. "And you think they woulda fixed the car…"

Some random woman approaches Rachel. "Oh miss Keller about my editorial…"

"Not now!" She yelled.

Rachel ushered Aidan into her office, and after they were both inside, she closed the door.

They're sitting in the dark, Rachel trying to keep Aidan warm.

"Listen, Aidan." She said in her most serious tone. "Last night I found a tape…it was one of hers."

"Oh good I love Lindsay Lohan's movies…which one?" He asked.

"Not her." Rachel said. "her… Like in Harry Potter with He Who Must Not Be Named…"

Aidan stared at her.

"Well I destroyed it so we never have to see it again…but if she knows that…it might make her wanna hurt us…"

"That was smart then." The audience said. "Way to help your kids nightmares!"

"Am I right?" Rachel asked. "Do you know something honey?"

"Well…I know a lot of things…" Aidan said. "A lot more than you…"

"Look!" Rachel said desperately. "If you know why she's here you have to tell me!"

Samara VO: "Geeze! All I was doing to your wall was marking my territory…Sorry for pinning the blame on ya, Aidan, like morphing you to where I was standing…But I'll give you a free copy of my tape if it'll shut you up!…Of course then I'll have to kill you…"

"Has she tried to hurt you, honey?" Asked Rachel.

Aidan looked into the dark corner of the office.

"She can hear us…" He whispered.

"That Samara is a right biatch…" Rachel sniggered. But her expression turned serious and scared when she saw Aidan's face.

"This wouldn't be an issue if you'd turned the light on!" The audience said.

"She hears everything…" Aidan whispered. "Except when we sleep…"

"O…k…" Rachel said. "Kinda creepy…How do you know these things!"

"You will never know…" Aidan said.

"So she cant hear us when we sleep? What does that mean?" Rachel asked.

"I believe that's what 'except when we sleep' means…We have to sleep…" Aidan said.

Knock knock.

Rachel is staring at Aidan.

!knock knock!

Max (who sounds a little peeved) speaks. "Rachel! Can I come in please?"

"Yeah…I'm just giving a therapy session to my son." Rachel said.

"Doh!" Aidan thought.

"What happened to your car?" Max asked. "Apparently it's wrecked."

"Duh!" Aidan said sarcastically. "Do you have eyes?"

Max still manages a cheesy grin.

"Um…Yes…" He said.

"Working ones?"

"That's enough, Aidan." Rachel said.

"That's okay…I'm finished anyway." He said, imitating Max's cheesy grin.

"You guys okay?" Max asked, looking nervously at the seemingly dying Aidan.

"Fine." Rachel said.

"No one's hurt?" He asked.

"I believe that's what 'we're okay.' Means." Rachel said. "I learned that from Aidan."

Max bends down to look at Aidan.

"Aidan, right?" He asked.

"You're a regular Einstein, sonny Jim…" Aidan said.

"Hi." Max continued. "I'm Max." He held out his hand to shake. Aidan stared at him.

"You're not as sexy as Jack from Lost…" Aidan said.

He withdraws into Rachel.

"Is he alright?" Max asked, looking at Aidan.

"He's sick…" Rachel said.

"I mean is he alright upstairs?" Max said. "I suppose that could mean sick…how sick?"

Rachel stood up and walked over to Max.

"Max…I need your help." She said.