A/N Hey guys I'M BACK! You miss me? Yeah I thought so. Sorry for being M.I.A for so long, I had so much drama this past couple months. I know who is next and how its going to end and let me tell you it is completly cliche but it can lead to a sequel so YAY! this chpater (minus the Sam's death scene) is set 2 weeks later (which probably is how long I was M. I. A :D) Enjoy! Love you guys Bye!

Sam's Death

Sam strolled towards his house, a gash across his face from earlier. He had tried to get Courtney to forgive him, but had ended up getting a beer bottle to the face. Between curses and deep breathes, Sam attempted to stop the blood from flowing down his face.

As he neared his house, Sam noticed a figure standing in the shadows. He stopped in his midst, staring at the familiar shape of the figure.

"Hey!" he yelled, "what are you doing!" The figure stayed still, his arms moving ever so slightly into what seemed to be a robe.

"If you're going to just stand there and not answer me then you better leave!," Sam continued. The figure pulled his hand out of his cloak, and pointed an object at Sam.

In the dark, Sam couldn't place what the figure was hiding. He noticed, however, a glint of light flash over it, revealing what looked like the barrel of a gun. Sam's eyes widened as a snap of the trigger broke the silence.

"No!" Sam screamed as he tried to dodge the incoming bullet. The bullet grazed his forehead, a blade of skin ripped off of his head. He scrambled to get off of the lawn, but the figure had ran up and grabbed him by the foot.

As Sam screamed, he saw that it was Ghostface dragging him towards what seemed to be a hole. Ghostface stopped pulling him when they neared the hole. It came up to Sam's quivering body, looking him right in the eye.

"P-please," he stuttered. With one strong kick, Ghostface had pushed Sam into the hole. A crunching noise was heard when Sam hit the bottom of the hole. The last thing he saw was Ghostface at the entrance of the hole, gun in hand, as he shot a bullet through Sam's skull.

2 Weeks Later

Just because two weeks had gone by without any murders did not mean that Rachel was still scared over Ghostface. Actually, the anticipation was killing her. Trying to protect her friends was a tougher job than anything she had ever been through.

The emotional baggage was getting to her, with the recurring dreams of seeing her friends, alive or dead, getting killed brutally by Ghostface. What was worse, she had gone to see Deputy Schuester to arrest Puck and Rory and he didn't even listen. He had said that they would look into it and the next day the news announced that they were dropping the case. It was torture.

Luckily she had gone to see the evidence and for the first time the bodies before they were sent to the funeral home and the evidence locker. Seeing Kurt, Mercedes, Sugar, and Quinn for the last time was bitter as it had been when it was announced they were dead. As for Jesse and Sam, it was bittersweet: in her mind they both deserved it.

As for Blaine, she had visited him multiple times. He was in as bad of a case as he had been when she had firs saw him there, burnt and bloody. The only difference was he was now covered in scars from the burns and stiches.

Now she sat at her usual table with Santana, Courtney, and Brittany. Tina and Artie would sit with them sometimes, but today they had went to the library with Mike to figure out something to do to catch Ghostface. Not that they needed to. Ghostface just happened to be sitting with Finn across the courtyard.

She was still reliable on her evidence against Puck and Rory. Rachel had heard with her own two ears that Courtney was next. Even though the police had dropped the case (or that she had told no one) she was still ready to get them busted.

Rachel tuned out of the conversation long enough to see Puck stroll over, a smirk on his face. He stopped near the girls, slamming his hands against the table to get the bickering cheerios attention.

"Sup ladies," he greeted.

"What do you want Puck?" Santana snarled.

"Nothing much, just wanted to know if you guys wanted to come to my party tonight."

"Is there gonna be liquor?" Santana asked. Puck nodded, much to the enjoyment of the cheerios.

"Well I'll be there," Courtney chirped.

"Me too," Brittany added.

"Same," Santana said. Puck turned towards Rachel, who was sitting nervously away from the others.

"What about you R?" Puck asked, "You in?"

"I," Rachel started, trying to say she was not coming. She stopped herself when she saw Rory turned towards them, a curious and vendetta in his eyes. Rachel's mind was made up, nodding her answer to the others.

"I'll be there," she answered. Puck smirked.

"See you guys at 8 then," Puck said before he went back to the other guys. The girls started chatting, while Rachel kept her attention on Rory, who was smirking at Courtney.

Whatever that little leprechaun bitch had planned for Courtney, there was no way Rachel was going to let it happen.

At The Party

Rachel arrived at Puck's around 8:30, a case of peach wine coolers in hand. She knew that Puck would have cases and bottles of beer already, but since she did not want to get overly drunk, she opted to bring her own stuff.

She ran the doorbell and was happily answered by Santana, who was carrying a red cup. She was smiling bigger than a kid who was just told they were going to Disneyland, alcohol floating from her breath. The Latina gave Rachel a hug, the cup tilting so that a bit of beer went down Rachel's shirt.

"Get here!" she said cheerily. Rachel reluctantly followed her in. The vibe of the party made Rachel nervous, with all the football players eyeing her as she went to the basement.

She was greeted by the entire glee club, some of completely wasted. Puck walked over and gave her a peck on the lips. Rachel nearly vomited as she tasted the oh-so familiar taste of vodka and beer on his lips.

"You finally made it babe," Puck greeted, "now the party can get started!" Some people whooped from the couches, and Rachel turned to see Brittany, Santana, and Courtney giggling as they drank from cups filled with alcohol. Puck looked down and saw the case of wine coolers, giving her a confused look.

"Babe, why the hell did you bring that?" he slurred, "You've been at my house more than enough times to know I have enough drinks."

"I just didn't want to get drunk tonight, that's all," Rachel explained. Puck smirked before grabbing a glass filled to the brim with what seemed to be whiskey and passed it to her.

"You know that's not gonna happen," Puck replied, raising his glass in the air, "cheers baby." Rachel looked nervously at her drink before tapping the cups together.

"Cheers," she said as they both chugged their drinks.

2 Hours Later

The party was in full swing by then. Puck's house was now filled with hammered gleeks, cheerios, and football players, Rachel being one of them.

Somehow the alcohol had brought out the best and worst in everyone, from Santana nearly beating up a guy for apparently touching Brittany and Finn flirting with a girl who looked strangely like Becky. Even Courtney and Rory had forgotten about the previous night, with Rachel finding them making out on the couch.

As she sat on the couch, trying to comfort a weeping Santana, who had burst into tears when Finn had flirting with Brittany, Rachel noticed Puck leave the basement. She watched as he winked at Rory before climbing the stairs.

Oh dear god, Rachel thought as she saw Courtney walk over to her and Santana. The drunken cheerio giggled at the two as she fell lazily onto the couch.

"Hey guys!" she slurred cheerily, "you guys having fun?"

"Yeah, whatever, what do you want?" Santana snapped.

"Nothing, I'm just so fucking excited!" the brunette chirped, "me and Rory are back together!" As she said that, Finn came over, an over-filled cup of beer in hand. He didn't notice Santana's leg stretched out across the floor and tripped over her, the contents of the cup splattering all over Courtney. The girl let out a loud scream, kicking the taller boy in the ribs.

"You fucking asshole!" she screeched, "were you dropped on your head or are you just born stupid! God, I need to get cleaned off." She got up off the couch and headed up the stairs, weaving through the crowd of drunken classmates.

Rachel helped Finn off the floor, but her attention was more on Rory, who followed Courtney up the stairs. When Finn was up on his feet, Rachel attempted to follow the two, knowing what was heading Courtney's way. She was almost off of the couch when Santana pulled her back down, pain in her eyes.

"You need to help me with my ankle," she whined, "the orca probably broke my ankle." Rachel nodded and grabbed a piece of ice out of her cup to place on Santana's ankle. She pushed Courtney to the back of her mind, forgetting about the noise as she chatted with Santana and Brittany. What she didn't hear though was the multiple shouts of help or the screams coming from upstairs.

Half an Hour Later

"Dude, you know where Courtney and Rory went?" Finn slurred to an equally drunk Puck, who had just got back from upstairs.

"Don't know," Puck shouted over the music, "why?"

"I need to talk to Court," Finn answered, "I split beer all over her and I need to talk with her." Rachel tried to block out the conversation. She did not want to think about what Rory had probably done to her.

"I'll go check on them," Tina slurred, leaving Mike for the first time all night to climb not so gracefully up the stairs. Santana gave Rachel a leering look, noticing the guilt in her eyes.

"What the hell's wrong with you hobbit?" she snarled. Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by a loud scream from upstairs. The glee kids stopped, while everyone else ignored them.

"Tina!" Mike screamed as he, followed by everyone else, ran up the stairs. Rachel pushed back everyone as she ran out the door, where she saw Tina standing shocked beside a tree.

But the tree wasn't as it was when everyone had arrived. Hanging by two branches, one by its feet and other by their neck, were two figures. Rachel burst into tears, immediately recognizing them as the two people she really did not want to see dead right now.

Rory and Courtney.

A/N :O Well, that's chapter 11. Hope you liked it. Two question:

1. Are you shocked by the double murder?

2. Do you know who the killer is?

Quick shout out to livelaughlove7495 who said this should be a top prioritie. Thxs! Review?

~Whitney the UndercoverGleek ;)