A/N Oh I love you guys. You know why? Because all the reviews I got for last chapter were about how sad it was the Rory died. Any sympathy for Courtney? No ok. So hi I missed you guys. Its been a while but I've been writing my butt off. I'm going to try and finish this and Maid in Manhatten so that new stories can be posted and old ones can be over and done with. Yay! So this chapter includes the anticipated Rory/Courtney death scene. I know I may get a couple bad reviews cause of this but whatever. Enjoy guys. Love you Bye!

Rachel stared into the emotionless, cold eyes that used to be part of Courtney. Now they were just another piece of the puzzle that everyone wanted to put back together, but no one could make them fit. Just another part of her life ripped away.

The police and the ambulance's had already arrived. Rory's body was now in a body bag, hidden somewhere in an ambulance. Rachel had said goodbye already to him. Even though he had been part of a series of meaningless murders.

A series that had already taken many of her best friends.

She now stood by herself on the Puckerman's lawn. Brittany and Santana had gone home in tears, with Brittany not even willing to look at her two dead friends. Mike, Tina, and Artie had gone inside, Deputy Schuester needing to interview Tina about what she saw. As for Puck and Finn, Rachel didn't know where they went off to. She really didn't care about where the fuck Puck was anyway.

She and Puck were done. It was no surprise to Rachel. Puck had to have been the killer of pretty much everyone. Well, minus Sam. Rachel knew that Rory had to be one responsible for that. But still, Puck had to be the killer. He had been gone when Courtney and Rory left, had a motive to kill Jesse, disappeared right before Sugar was killed, and had probably been there when Quinn, Kurt, Blaine, and Mercedes were killed it all added up.

She had told Deputy Schuester about her thoughts, and he said he would add that to the case. But it wasn't set in stone that Puck would be arrested. Not until they got enough evidence against him. This really pissed Rachel off, since now the murders would kep piling up.

It was a mystery to her about what happened to Courtney and Rory. She had seen bloody footprints on the side of the house, a huge pool of blood underneath the bathroom window, and a knife that had been stuck in Rory's back. Rachel couldn't tell who killed who. Maybe Rory and killed Courtney and then Puck killed him or Puck killed them both. No one knows for sure.

Well, except for the person who killed them.

45 Minutes Earlier

"That fucking jackass," Courtney hissed as she slammed the door to the upstairs bathroom. The bathroom immediately started smelling like beer when she entered. If it wasn't for Finn, she wouldn't be up here, her cheerios outfit nearly see-through and dyed brown.

She turned on the sink and started splashing water over her face, sometimes splashing lightly on her cheerios uniform to get the beer out. Courtney closed her eyes for a bit, humming E T under her breath. She stayed like this for a while, washing the alcohol off her face and out of her uniform and hair.

Suddenly, a loud swoosh that sounded exactly like a shower curtain opening rang through her ears. Courtney stopped for a moment. "What the fuck?" she muttered as she stood up straight and looked at herself in the mirror. What she saw horrified her.

Right behind her, knife raised in the air, was Ghostface.

Courtney screamed, turning around and attempting the punch Ghostface. He grabbed her hand and stabbed her in the chest, causing Courtney to fall to the floor. The place where he stabbed her bled a little, but Courtney was not letting that stop her.

She used her legs to knock Ghostface into the door. He slammed against it, nearly breaking it. Courtney scrambled up, but she wasn't fast enough. Ghostface was up in a flash and went to grab his knife. However, it had slid all the way across the room, under the window.

Courtney raced across the room to grab it. Sadly, Ghostface was faster and pushed her forward as hard as he could. Courtney stumbled, tripping slightly on the knife, and fell through the window. With all of her might, Courtney grabbed the windowsill, hanging on for dear life.

Glass stuck into her skin, blood flowing down her body, with some of the blood gliding into her eyes. Courtney tried to push herself up, but she was too weak. Ghostface came over, knife back in his hands. "Please," she begged, "please, don't kill me."

It seemed like Ghostface's smile grew bigger at her pleas. He slowly lowered the knife so that it was placed on the lower joint of her fingers. With a quick wipe, Ghostface ripped off a line of flesh of Courtney.

Courtney screamed in agony, her hand dropping in pain. "HELP!" she screamed, hoping someone from downstairs was listening. She scrambled to get her bleeding hand up as Ghostface placed the knife on her other hand.

"No!" she screamed as he slit her hand. She felt herself falling, her arms waving as she fell and her eyes shut. She was ready for the cold pavement to crush her body, but was shocked to feel a pair of warm hands grabbing her wrists. Courtney opened her eyes to see that from the window she fell out of, instead of Ghostface, was Rory, grabbing her wrists for dear life.

"R-r-Rory?" she whispered. He smiled down at her as he pulled her up. "It's ok, I got you," he shouted down. For the first time in a while, Courtney felt herself smile. She used her feet to climb up the side of the house, not caring that she was leaving bloody footprints.

Soon Courtney was close enough to jump back into the house. She closed her eyes, waiting for Rory to pull her in. Instead, she felt Rory's hands go limp. She opened her eyes to see Rory lying limply on the windowsill, a line of blood coming out of his mouth.

And right behind him, was Ghostface, holding onto the knife which was stuck into Rory's back.

Courtney screamed, struggling to climb up, one hand grasped in Rory's and the other trying to grab onto the windowsill. Ghostface laughed throatily as he pushed Rory out the window. Courtney screamed as she and Rory fell onto Puck's driveway.

After a couple seconds of haziness, Courtney sat up. A pool of blood lay around her, her head throbbing from the blood loss. Her leg felt broken, which was quite a pain in the ass since it had just started to get better.

Courtney turned over and saw to her dismay Rory, lying face down, and blood flowing out of his body at a rapid pace. She crawled over to him, flipping him over to see his eyes struggling to stay open. His forehead was crushed and it seemed as though the bone was caving in.

"Rory," she cried, "Rory please don't leave me." His breath stuttered, his skin going colder and colder as he began to die. Courtney cried as she watched Rory close his eyes and die, a small smile on his face. She held onto his limp stature, crying into his shoulder.

After a couple moments of crying, she lifted her head, only to feel a strong arm wrap around her neck. She screamed, trying to pull whoever it was off her. A blade was placed on her neck and with a swipe, Courtney fell onto the pavement, lying on top of Rory, blood rushing out of her neck.

"Miss, we'll need you to step aside." Rachel turned around to see three paramedics: a female one with a kind face, a burly man carrying a pair of scissors, and a muscular but hairy man carrying a body bag. "Oh sorry," Rachel said as she stepped away from Courtney.

She watched the paramedics as the burly man cut the rope off of Courtney's neck. Her body nearly hit the gorund, but the women grabbed her and set her gently onto the floor. The hairy guy picked her legs up as he slid the body bag over he slim figure, zipping up Rachel's dead friend.

Tears started filling up Rachel's eyes . The female paramedic noticed and walked over to her, leaving the men to drag Courtney away. "Was she your friend sweetie?" the paramedic asked. Rachel nodded and leaned into the paramedic as she hugged her.

They hugged for a moment before the paramedic had to go, but not before wishing Rachel good luck with the killer. Rachel just stood there, all alone, until she felt a familiar arm wrap around her. She turned to see Santana, who had ears in her eyes.

"Come on Rach, let's go," she whispered. Rachel turned to leave, until she saw a note. She ran from Santana's arms to the note, ripping open the note from it's dried blood casing. Inside, in what seemed to be 2 different types of blood, read:

Two little liars hanging in a tree, all because of good old me.

Nine are dead, 8 are alive, WHAT WILL YOU DO TO SURVIVE?

Rachel,

What a pleasure. It seems like you're a little shaken up. I don't know why. I mean, that bitch deserved it and you knew Kermit killed Trouty Mouth right?

So I have a little favor to ask of you. Could you ask Tina if vampires can get killed by electricity? If yes, tell her to hide. Cause old Ghosty is ready for some Asian Fusion.

Ghostface

A/N Oh mah gosh. I know I'm gonna get alot of hate reviews for killing Rory that way. Oh well. So do you like it? So before I go, I need to pimp someone out. It is animeprisoner, aka JOANNE! Yes she has a Fanfiction account. SO please check her out. Review? Love you guys Bye!

~Whitney the UndercoverGleek