A/N Hi guys. Heymiss glee girl hey! Hey Tess-The-Mess hey! Hey Angry Klainer Hey! We are on the same page :) Here's chapter 8. Hope you like it Love you Bye!

The next day, the girls of the group gathered at Rachel's for an emergancy meeting. The boys didn't need to to be part of it, since the TroubleTones were an all-girl group. All of the remaining girls, except for Rachel, had sometime deflected to the dark side, so anyone could be on the chopping block.

"Ladies," Rachel siad, banging the gavel against her desk, "we need to discuss what we need to do."

"Simple, get a panic room and hide until the killer gets caught," Santana suggested.

"So, we have to stay in there till 2015," Courtney said. Santana leaned over and punched her in the arm, causing a whimper from the cheerio.

"Not a chance Santana," Rachel said, "anybody else."

"How about we call the killer and tell him to leave us alone," Brittany giggled. The girls stared at the blonde in horror.

"And how are we going to do that. We don't know their number!,"Sugar exclaimed.

"Sorry Britt, but no," Rachel said.

"Well how are we going to catch a killer who disappears in a flash?," Tina asked, "it's not like any of us has an idea who it is." Santana and Rache; gave each other worried looks. Sadly, the other girls noticed the exchange.

"What was that?," Sugar asked.

"Do you two know who it is?," Mercedes whispered.

"Who is it?," Tina requested.

"Are they in the school?," asked Sugar.

"Screw thta, are they in this room?," COurtney demanded.

"Rach, Sanny, who is it?," Brittany begged. Santana gave Rachel a slight nod, to indicate that she could tell them. Rachel took a shaky breath and looked at her best girlfriends.

"Yesterday, me and Santana went looking for Puck, and when we found him, he and Rory were talking about...," Rachel started, not having the heart to say that Puck threatened to get rid of Courtney.

"But what we think is that they are the killers," Rachel continued. The girls gasped.

"No frickin' way," Sugar gasped.

"Please tell me your joking," Mercedes demanded.

"Not my little leprechaun!," Brittany cried, "or my mohawked musketeer." The girl's gave her a confused look before turning to Courtney, who was near-to-tears.

"Your lying," she said, "Rory would NEVER kill anyone. You two are wrong."

"No we're not," Rachel argued, "besides, he wants out. He just...can't get out."

"WHY!," Courtney shouted, "WHY CAN'T HE!"

"Because if he does, Puck's going to kill you!," Santana shouted. The room became silent, until weeping broke the silence. Streams of tears burst out of both Courtney and Brittany at the words.

"Do you know defentily if they are?," Tina asked.

"No, but it's a possibilty," Santana replied.

"But until we defentily know, we're just going to have to wait till Deputy Schuester finds out," Rachel added.

"Wait, your turning them in?," Brittany gasped. Rachel nodded, followed by a gasp from Santana and a couple of choked gasps from Courtney.

"No," she whispered, "you can't turn Rory in. I can prove he's innocent."

"I'm sorry Court, but it's for the best," Rachel replied, "besides, what if he's guilty? I could be saving lives by locking him and Puck up."

"Puck's your goddamn boyfriend and your going to hand him into the police!," Mercedes yelled.

"Isn't there anyway to prove your wrong?," Tina said.

"I know," Sugar replied, "everyone needs to stay at my house tonight and we will lure the killer in. We'll capture him and if it isn't Puck or Rory then your wrong. If it is..." She stopped there, since Courtney's sobs became louder at the thought.

"Fine," Rachel siad, "everyone, meet at Sugar's tonight at 6. It's time to catch a killer."

5 Hours Later

Rachel arrived at Sugar's at the stroke of 6, dressed in her baby pink polka dotted pj's. She rang the doorbell and waited a couple seconds before Sugar anwsered, wearing a pastel orange tank-top and neon orange pajama pants.

"Took you long enough," Sugar greated gruffily, "we've been waiting, like, an hour." Rachel gave her a confused look, but followed her towards Sugar's room, where all the girl's, minus Tina, were.

"Tina's not going to be here," Sugar callrified, "date with Mike." Rachel nodded in understanding.

"Your finally here," said Mercedes, who was wearing cherry red pj's with the letters M.J monogrammed into them.

"We've been waiting for Rory or Puck to call," giggled Brittany, who was wearing pink plaid flannel short shorts and a frilly hot pink tank-top. She earned a glare from Courtney, who was wearing barely there baby blue short shorts and an nealry lingerie-like matching tank-top.

"Yeah Berry where have you been?," snarled Santana, who was wearing a baggy t-shirt that read McKinley High Athletics and purple pj pants.

"I thought this starts at 6!," Rachel demanded.

"Did you say 6?," Santana replied, 'I thought you said 5." Rachel rolled her eyes at the latina and went ot sit next to Mercedes and Brittany.

"So, what do guys want to do while we wait?," Sugar asked.

"How about we play spin the bottle?," Brittany suggested. Most of the girls gave her a horryfied look.

"How about, no," Courtney barked, "besides, half of us haven't even gone that far and some of us want to stay faithful."

"Have you gone that far?," Sugar asked Courtney, who was anwsered by a slipper in the face.

"I have a better idea," Santana said, getting up and popping a cd into the stereo, "let's forget about Ghousty for one night and gets our party on." She hit play and cranked up the volume, Sexy And I Know It blasting from the speakers.

1 Hour Later

After an hour of partying, along with a couple bottles of beer and a slight game of Spin The Bottle, which ended when Santana videotaped Courtney kissing Britt, the girls were worn out. They had danced their asses off and had laughed their heads off during Spin The Bottle (especially when Santana was forced to kiss Rachel,) that they were to tired to remember about Ghostface.

After a couple minutes of silence, the phone rang. Rachel got up, grabbed the reciever, and pressed talk.

"Hello," she said, clicking the small phone button to let the others listen.

"Well, well, well," the voice replied, "looks like we finally have a conversation Ms. Berry." Rachel narrowed her eyes.

"Ghostface," she hissed.

"Ah, you know who I am," Ghostface replied, "have you been getting my notes?"

"Yes I have," Rachel snarled, "You really need to stop using blood to write." She looked at the other girls, whoo seemed frightened to death.

"Well, it's the only way I could contact you," Ghostface said, "to bad I won't be making any more notes. Since your little parties over." Out of nowhere, a figure burst through the window. The girls screamed and ran out of the room, Sugar, Mercedes, and Brittany going in one direction, while Santana, Courtney, and rachel went in the other.

They dashed through the halls, blood coming out of Courtney's leg since a shard of glass was stuck in there. They reached Sugar's parents room and hid inside, locking the door behind them. The girls went into panic mode.

"What the hell are we going to do!," Courtney cried.

"Berry, DO SOMETHING!,' Santana screamed. She grabbed Rachel by the shoulders and shook her.

"I, I ,I dont't know," Rachel stammered.

"Wait, doesn't this room have a window that leads to the pool?," Santana asked. The girls nodded and were shocked as Santana went to the nearest window, opened it, and jumped out. Courtney and Rachel screamed, looking out to see if Santana died.

In fact, Santana didn't. She was floating in the pool, to be exact.

"JUMP!," she screamed. Courtney nodded and after getting past Rachel, she jumped out too. But instead of hitting the water, her leg hit the concrete, while the rest went in. A howl of pain escaped her.

"Rachel, jump!," Santana yelled as she cradled Courtney's possibly broken leg. With a bit of hesitence, Rachel jumped out as well, landing perfectly in the water. After catching her breath, she went towards Santana and Courtney. Courtney's leg was extremely bruised, and when she touched it a loud yelp escaped from her.

"It's defently broken," Rachel concluded, "we need to get her to the hospital."

"Rachel, Courtney, Santana!," a voice called form the building. They looked up to see Brittany and Suagr at the open window, beckoning them upstairs.

"Britt, call 9-1-1, we'll be up soon," Santana shouted. Britt nodded and ran from the window as Rachel and Santana helped Courtney up and laid her on the concrete.

"Wait, what if Ghostface finds her?," Rachel asked.

"Don't worry!," Sugar shouted from above, "we got him." Santana and Rachel let out sighs of relief. They were about to go in when Courtney grabbed Rachel's hand.

"Please tell me if Rory's up there," she whispered. Rachel nodded, and after shaking her loose, she followed Santana into the house. They went up the stairs and found Suagr in the spare room, Mercedes and Ghostface on the floor. Ghostface was tied up, struggling to get loose. But Mercedes was lifeless, and by the look of the bloody baseball bat in the corner and the stiches across her lips, they knew she was dead.

"Don't worry," Sugar muttered, "she's in a better place now." Rachel nearly cried, if it wasn't for the other girls heading towards Ghostface. She followed them towards him and knelt down. Please don't let it be Rory, for Court's sake, she thought as she grabbed the mask and ripped it off. The girl's gasped at the sight of the killer.

"KAROFSKY!," they yelled.

Another Hour Later

Police, reporters, medics, and the others arrived at Sugar's as Karofsky was dragged out of the house. Courtney was given a cast and joined the others at the edge of the tape. Rachel held on tightly to Puck, tears in her eyes while the medics pulled Mercedes body into the ambulance.

"It's ok love," Puck cooed, "it's over."

"I hope so," Rachel whispered to herself.

"Guys, where is Sugar?," Brittany asked, who was hugging Santana.

"I'll find her," Puck volunteered, leaving Raxhel and the others alone. Rachel kneeled down next to Courtney, who's head was on Rory's shoulder.

"I told you you were wrong," she whispered with a giggle. Rachel rolled her eyes as Deputy Schuester and Emma Pillsbury stood in front of a group of cameras.

"Ladies and gentleman tonight is a great night for Lima citizens," Emma cheered, "because tonight, the McKinley high killer has been found!" The crowd cheered.

"Deputy Schuester, how does it fell to know that now the students of McKinley are finally safe?"

"It's great Emma," he replied, :I couldn't ahve done it without my team and everyone who helped support the victims family's..."

"Oh my god, what the hell is that!," Courtney screamed. rachel and everyone else looked up to see something fall from the 4th story.

"EVERYONE OUT OF THE WAY," Deputy Schuester screamed. Everyone obliged, running away from the thing as it hit the Lima News truck. Blood splattered everywhere, hitting the group. Ignoring the police's orders, they ran to the truck and surrounded it, looking at the body.\

It was Sugar. Stab marks covered her, her pj's covered in blood, her eyes opened in shock. The group gasped, Artie nearly crying at the sight of his girlfriend. But Rachel was the only one that noticed something on her stomach. Words that read:

IT'S NOT OVER YET

A/N Dun, dun, DUN! So that's chapter 8. Hope you liked it. I will be taking a quick break. I just really need to catch up on some other fanfics. I'll post another chapter sometime next week, when my Doc Manager is empty. So 2 questions:

1. Who should be next?

2. Who should be the final five?

as in, who should the final 5 survivers be. Alert, favorite, review, beta, and read. Love you guys See you later Bye!

UndercoverGleek ;)