Chapter Five

While the others were too busy enjoying themselves at the lake to even notice that Sandra and Jeff had snuck off, the couple was halfway to Camp Crystal Lake, walking pass mindless trees that seemed to appear out of nowhere. I can't believe I'm doing this all so that Sandra can boast about it when we get back home, Jeff thought as he grabbed for her ass, but she swatted his hands away, giggling.

Just as they passed an old oak tree, with a trunk that must've been about 15ft wide, someone stepped out from behind it and watched the two as they carried on walking. Oblivious to their presence. (CH CH CH AH AH AH)

As they approached a barbed wire fence that stretched out for what seemed like miles both ways, the couple could see a small sign clipped to the barbed wire that read in bold letters: "NO TRESPASSING".

"This must be it," Jeff shrugged his shoulders as Sandra answered with a simple, "Yeah."

Holding the fence down with his foot Jeff helped Sandra climb over it before climbing over himself. Continuing to trek up the small mound, they still hadn't grasp the fact that someone was watching them from behind three small trees that had clumped together. Watching their backs as they disappeared further through the trees before following them slowing behind, their black boots crunching the ground beneath them. (CH CH CH AH AH AH)

Carefully trudging down another small hill Sandra walked a few steps forward before having to step back, nearly treading on what appeared to be an animal corpse. (CH CH CH AH AH AH) She placed a hand over her mouth to stop from vomiting as she turned around from the horrid sight, "Oh, my fucking God!" She exclaimed as Jeff went nearer for a closer inspection.

"What is it?" He asked, noticing quickly that what looked like an animal seemed to have been gutted through the middle, blood and entrails was scattered around its corpse.

"It…it looks like a dog," Sandra replied through her heaving, taking deep breaths to ensure that she wasn't going to throw up then and there.

"It's too mangled up to tell." Jeff informed, bending over and leaning his palms against his knees.

With her hand still over her mouth and nose, so as not to breathe in the scent of death that was hanging in the air, Sandra asked loud enough for Jeff to understand her, "What do you think did it?"

"A bear, I guess. The only obvious explanation," he answered before a hand reached out to his shoulder and pulled him around to face its owner.

Sandra gasped. They belonged to a police officer who was obviously in good shape, had brown hair that was long enough to spike up with hair-gel, noticeable dark facial stubble, and looked to be in his early 40s yet he looked relatively younger. He was obviously patrolling the area, "What are you kids doing way out here?"

Jeff slowly looked back at Sandra, knowing full well that they were now in serious shit, as she looked in the other direction, smirking a little at the fact that it was entirely her fault.

Back at the training facility, in Paul's office, the young-looking officer was busy giving Paul a good telling off, "You're gonna have to keep your people away from that place, Holt. It's condemned."

Paul looked up from under his baseball cap and didn't answer, preferring to listen to what the officer had to say before he'd add anything.

"Next time I catch anybody there, I'm gonna have to run them in." He asserted, his hands gripping firmly on his belt.

"He told us…" Jeff started to explain himself but Paul waved him to set down, "I'll handle this, Jeff."

The officer turned back to look at Paul again, a stern look on his well-defined features, "I might just get a warrant against you."

"Oh, really?" Paul asked, sitting up straight in his chair and giving him his full attention.

Just at that moment Ginny walked in, holding a clipboard close to her chest, eyeing the young couple who were sitting on the sofa in front of the window and who were obviously in serious trouble by the looks of the police officer standing in front of Paul's desk with a frustrated look on his face.

"Look, Holt," the officer began, leaning on his palms against the front of the desk, "People say what you're doing with these 'kids' is great. You've got a good reputation. However if I was you, I'd have located into the next county. You're too close. Things have been quiet for four years and that's the way we want to keep it."

"So do I, Deputy Winslow. So do I." Paul answered almost immediately, wanting the deputy to know that he fully understood what he was getting at.

His focus now on Jeff and Sandra, he pointed them in the direction of the door, "Okay, you two, take off, and I'll talk to you at dinner tonight."

"We'll never do it again, Paul." Sandra said immediately, pushing herself off the sofa, followed shortly by Jeff, "Yeah, thanks Paul." And then they disappeared out the door.

Dep. Winslow stared at Paul in utter confusion, "You're not even gonna reprimand them? No punishment? What kind of place is this?"

As soon as he said that Paul spun in his seat to look at Ginny, who was too busy admiring her clipboard than taking any notice of the conversation, "Ginny?"

"Yes, Paul?" She looked up, a little surprised at suddenly hearing Paul's voice.

"No seconds on dessert for Jeff and Sandra tonight." He announced, watching as Ginny could only nod as she smiled behind the officer's back who didn't think it was at all funny.

On their way down the hill to the lake, Sandra and Jeff were walking hand-in-hand, her hair bouncing with every stride. Noticing her sudden quietness Jeff gazed at her and asked sympathetically, "Are you okay, babe?"

Sandra could only smile at his concern before asking a moment later, "Should we tell Terri? You know, about what we saw back there?"

Jeff shook his head, "No way. As far as I'm concerned, we didn't see a thing." He then let go of her hand and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him in a warm embrace. He kissed her softly on the cheek, and once they got to the shore, they let go of each other and watched the calming of the lake. Afterward Jeff picked up a flat stone and skimmed it across the water, the two watching it as it glided a far distance across the surface before sinking into the depths of the lake.