Alice caught Joey off guard as she took his face in her hands and forced him to kiss her as hard as he could. For this being her first kiss it really didn't feel, nor look like it as she opened and closed her mouth, not being able to control the feelings that were going through her just then.

One hand went around the back of his neck, the other through his hair as she kissed him again, panting for breath as she looked into his eyes as he brought her closer.

Her eyes now looked just like Kristen's, completely changed now as she stared at him. This wasn't Alice by a long shot, never in a million years would she think of doing such things. But just then, just at that moment she felt as if being with him would numb this terrifying pain which stuck her heart so deep. Pressing her forehead against his she started to feel her heart pound inside her chest. Both took deep breath around the darkened silence of the room and then kissed again.

Both fell backwards onto Alice's bed, his hair hung down over her and he smiled. Reaching up for him she brought all his weight now onto her as she started to kiss him again, over and over, almost not being able to control herself.

"Wait…wait, go slow…"

He brought his head up again, brushing away his hair this time so she could see his face better. Moonlight and the reflection of her fish tank casted cool blue beams of light against them laying there. She licked her lips and looked at him again, shaking a little inside now that she knew what she wanted to do.

Everyone she loved was now gone, all she had left was him, and at this exact moment she knew how much she loved him, and how she wouldn't ever let him out of her sight again. This was their war, and they were going to fight it side by side.

Joey's thoughts as he looked down at her was only pure hope. He had been scared…everything that had worked for, everyone who had died, was now almost a waste. He couldn't let Freddy win again…he had to make sure Alice was safe before he found a way to stop him…he was the last and this was his problem, but he couldn't let him touch her…no he needed to protect her.

She started for his jeans, trying not to take her eyes off him as she undid the button and started with the zipper. He felt himself start to shake as he excitement started to show in him. Breathing heavy he slowly started to lift up her shirt, she looked at him one last time and thought for a moment.

It was meant to be…the warrior and the survivor, both were the same.

And just as the full silver glazed moon rose over Springwood's darkened and worried sky, Sheriff Anderson was talking to Lt. Jarvis about the closed files on Springwood. Debbie sat in her gym weeping to herself over her friends, rubbing her face knowing something was going on, and both Alice and Joey knew.

Kristen's mother was driving out of town to Marquette's airfield, where she would fly to her beach house up the cape for the rest of the year. Her house now being looked after by her house cleaner and a few neighbors. Just a few days ago the work men finished gutting out what was left of Kristen's room…the smell of burned flesh still in the air, almost to the point it made Kristen's mother sick That along with the decision with her ex husband she knew by the fall the house would be put up for sale.

How did she know about him…how? She thought as she kept driving off into the night. "How did they all know…I was there, I saw him get killed." With a flash of her headlights she was gone.

The moon washed over all the lonely graves of the many who were lost to this entity. Tombstones and grave markers showing all many youths, taken so soon from either natural causes…or accidents.

One that stood out the most was a marker that read… Nancy Thompson. She had won the battle with everyone else…but now it was up to Alice and Joey to win the war.

Joey raised his head, snapping his eyes shut as Alice clung to him, digging her nails into his back almost to the point to draw blood. Both were covered in a waxy sheet of sweat and felt on the verge of tears as the moon started to drift away from Alice's bedroom window. Laying there and holding him she cried out knowing she was no longer a child anymore.