Chapter Two
Where Are The Survivors
The sun shines bright on this beautiful morning the Hawaii Island. A slender woman with black hair saunters over to the huge pool in the back yard of the home she shares with her husband. She walks to the edge of the pool and jumps in. She swims around the beautiful large marble pool. The woman is none other than Tatum Riley-Alteri. She is one of the survivors of the Woodsboro & Windsor College murders. She is wearing a yellow stringed two piece bikini and her figure hasn't change since her high school days. She does a couple laps in the pool along with her bulldog Dave. Since going into hiding three years ago, Tatum has kept herself busy trying not to think about what happened. She's since got her nursing degree and is does part time work at the hospital in Maui. She made sure to keep her hair color black and thanked her lucky stars that no one recognized her.
Watching her in the far distance is a tall gentleman. The male figure has no shirt on and his in great shape. He's wearing blue board shorts and his slippers. The gentleman in question is Mickey Alteri. He was Tatum's boyfriend but they've since gotten married. Since the events of Windsor College, Mickey has kept pretty busy himself. He got his degree and has been teaching film class to the up and coming students out there. He loves his job and his students know nothing about what has happened. Both have lived a good life and plan to keep it that way. He moves closer to the pool to see his sexy wife swimming. He himself had taken up surfing and got pretty good at it. Tatum notices him and miles.
"See something you like cowboy?" She asked playfully.
"Why yes I do ma'am." Mickey said. "You know you look really sexy wet." Mickey said smirking. He winked at her a clear indication he was turned on.
"We'll let me get wetter." Tatum said pulling over her bikini top revealing her tits to her husband.
"Woah baby." Mickey said as his board shorts tighten his erection visible.
"It looks like someone is happy to see me." Tatum said smiling. Mickey looked down at the front of his shorts. He smiled. "Glad to know I have that affect on you."
"You know you do baby. Now, why don't you get you fine ass out of the pool and come give daddy some lovin." Mickey said sensually. Tatum obliges getting out the pool completely soaked. Mickey pulls her into him as the two begin touch kissing. Mickey's hands find her ass. Tatum moans loving the way he's making her feel. "You're so fucking sexy wet. My dick is so hard right now."
"MMMM, let me take care of that for you baby." Tatum said placing her hand inside of his board shorts and massaging his erection as they continued kissing. Tatum pulls back a moment. "Let's take this inside. Mickey nods as they heading into their house kissing. Mickey begins to remove her bikini bottom exposing her naked form. He fondles her ass while she pulls his shorts down to his ankles. Mickey stops out of them then lifts Tatum off her feet. The passion and heat between them is incredible. Mickey lays Tatum onto the couch while maintaining his erection. Her legs are wrapped around his waste. Mickey enters her with nine inch manhood. Tatum throws her head back as Mickey thrusts into her. Both moan as they fuck long and hard.
Moments after they're love making has stopped, Tatum has decided to take a quick shower. Mickey follows after her. Both smile at each other as they enjoy breakfast.
"Nothing like a good fuck before breakfast." Tatum said smirking.
"You got that right." Mickey responds blowing her a kiss.
"That was amazing hon. You've stepped your love making skills up." Tatum said to him.
"I aim to please you baby." Mickey responds. Tatum's cell vibrates. "Babe, you've got a text." Mickey said picking up her phone from the counter.
"Who's it from?" Tatum asked. She knew that the only people who have her number are Mickey, Sidney, Billy or Dewey.
"It's from Dewey. He says to watch the news." Mickey said. Both of them gave each other a look. They then headed for the television. Tatum turned on the TV.
"The Community is shocked to learn of the murder of talk show host Cotton Weary and his girlfriend Christine Weir. The police have no suspects as of yet but they are investigating the matter at hand. Neighbors say that Cotton Weary was a stand up guy and had no issues with what's so ever. They don't understand who would want to kill him and his girlfriend." Came voice of a news reporter.
"Oh Shit!" Tatum said frowning. She looked incredibly terrified. Mickey instinctively wraps his arms around her waste. "It's happening again Mick."
"Don't say that." Mickey said.
"What should I say?" Tatum asked angered then regretting it. "I'm sorry. I'm scared."
"I know babe." Mickey said to her.
"We should go to Los Angeles." Tatum said.
"Why?" Mickey asked her.
"I'm concerned about Dewey. He knows something. I need to be with him." Tatum said letting Mickey go and heading into their bedroom. Mickey follows her.
"Tay, do you think that's a good idea? I don't think this has to do with us." Mickey said. Tatum paid him no mind. She grabbed her duffle bag and began packing some things. "This could've been a random killing."
"This was not random Mickey." Tatum said firmly. "Its happening again and I need to make sure my brother and sister are ok." Tatum said referring to Dewey and Sidney.
"I understand what you want to make sure they are safe. So do I. Billy is like a brother to me but if we leave, we could be in danger as well." Mickey said.
"The killer can find us here to. We're not safe. If we're with them, we're can stay safe." Tatum said packing. "Now are you coming or now?" She asked. Mickey didn't say a word. He began packing as well. Both knew this wasn't random and that it was only a matter of time before the killer would find them. Tatum needed to be close to her brother in the vent that something bad happened.
The mountains are a beautiful place to leave. It's peaceful, private, more importantly secluded. This is where you can find the Loomis' Sidney and husband Billy have lived a quiet and peaceful existence for three years now. They share their home with their twin two year old tots William and Scott Loomis. After several tries of getting pregnant, it had finally happened. Sidney gave birth seven and a half months later. They had a private doctor deliver the boys and Sidney only stay in the hospital for a few nights. Sidney still continues working with victims of violence taking calls from home under an assumed name while Billy still works as a manager of the warehouse. His works love him and more importantly, they had no idea who he really was and didn't ask.
Sidney Prescott is walking down a road with a golden retriever who she named Cherokee. She and Billy take turns walking Cherokee the family dog. Both Will and Scott love the dog. She closes a gate and enters a Security System Code to protect their home. She and Cherokee make their way back to the house. She walks into the house.
"Come on, Cherokee." She says to the lovable dog who runs in behind her. Sid closes the door locking it shut. She then enters a security code on the door. Sitting at the table in the kitchen are Billy, William and Scott. Both William and Scott are in their high chairs. Scott is eating all by himself and making a mess while William is giving Billy a hard time while he tries to feed him. Sidney smiles at the scene.
"Come Will eat your lunch." Billy said trying to force his son to eat his veggies.
"No." William said his baby voice. Sidney laughs.
"William…" Billy said placing the spoon filled with baby food back down on the plate. "I give up." Billy said to Sidney.
"Let me try." Sidney said to him. He moved out the way to let feed their son. She picked up the same spoon filled with food and leaned to William. "If you eat your food for mommy, you get a cookie." Sidney bribed. William opened up his mouth and Sidney feed him his food. "Good boy." She praised. She fed him the rest of his food as Billy watched amazed. It was uncannoning. Scott ate his food when Billy feeds him and William ate his food when Sidney feeds him. It was unbelievable to him. He figured this were the perks to having twin boys.
"Unbelievable. He eats for you and not for me." Billy said.
"Well Scott eats when you feed him." Sidney said.
"Scott will eat no matter who feeds him." Billy said. "Aint that right Scottie?" Billy cooed smiling his other little tyke. Scott smiles at him. "That's right daddy." Billy said imitating a baby's voice. Sidney laughed again.
"Ok, the boys are done eating. I have to work so can you clean them up." Sidney said as she got up from the table. Billy cleans the boys up and puts them in their playpen. Sidney goes over to the desk and sits down getting ready to report into work. She puts her headsets on and dials a number on her phone making sure to block the number.
"California Women's Crisis Counseling." A Woman's voice is heard over the phone.
"Hey, it's Laura from Monterey reporting for work, can you patch me in?" Sidney said to the young lady over the phone.
"Sure, thanks Laura." Woman says.
"Thank you. [ring] California Women's Crisis Counseling. How can I help you?" Sidney asks. This is Billy's cue to take the boys in the other room and closes the door so Sidney won't be disturbed.
"Hi. Do I have to say my name?" Girl on the phone.
"No, you don't have to say anything you don't want to say. How can I help?" Sidney said.
"Well, I'm 18 years old. I have a boyfriend and sometimes... he hits me." Girl said.
"It's ok, you can talk to me." Sidney said to the girl.
"Thanks." The Girl on the phone says crying.
Gale Weathers author of the Woodsboro murders and survivor alumni was invited by a college to give a speech to college journalism class. She has been the fierce go getter when it comes to her job and is good at it. Thus the reason she was hired by Total Entertainment. She is giving a speech to the up and coming journalist of the world and is almost finished.
"So in closing, as the future journalists of America, there is one thing that you need to remember. Being the best means being willing to do what the others would not. Break the rules, stop at nothing, be willing to have the world hate you because that is the only way that you'll get the story, the facts, and the fame. Thank you." She said finishing her speech.
Applause is heard
"Excuse me, excuse me." A student called standing up.
"Yes?" Gale asked.
"So you're saying that we should be ready to go out and cut each other's throats because that's what you did?" Student asks trying to be sarcastic.
"Metaphorically, yes." Gale says.
"So tell me Miss Weathers, was it worth it?" Student asked definitely being sarcastic. Gale stared at the young man thinking he has no idea what's in store for him. He's young and brash. She'd see he'd did in the real world.
"I'm so sorry, but we're out of time. Gale Weathers, anchorwoman for "Total Entertainment". The Moderator said to Gale shaking her hand. "Thank you very much." "There's a young man outside who wants to see you. He says he's with the police."
"The police?" Gale asked alarmed. What could've happened that the police sought her out?
In the hallway, a young man stands near the door looking over Gale's profile. Gale walks up to the young man who is Detective Kincaid.
"Detective Mark Kincaid, L.A.P.D." Det. Kincaid said introducing himself to Gale.
"Hello." Gale said.
"That's quite an impressive resume." Det. Kincaid commented.
"Thank you. I assume you're not here for an autograph." Gale asked being sarcastic.
"I'm here because Cotton Weary's been murdered." Det. Kincaid said to her.
"Someone killed Cotton?" Gale asked shocked.
"And his girlfriend. Someone who left something he wanted us to see. I'll show you this because you're the Woodsboro authority, because you knew him. But I promise you, if you share this with the world, it's you I'll be arresting." Det. Kincaid said to her.
"I swear on my Pulitzer prize, which I plan to win one day Detective." Gale said enthusiastically. This could lead to a big story for her but she can't say anything until giving permission to do so.
He hands her a picture. It's a picture of Maureen Prescott when she was very young.
"This was left on Cotton Weary's body. Do you have any idea who the girl might be?" Det. Kincaid asked not realizing that the woman in the photo may play a key role in his investigation.
"Oh my god. This is Maureen Prescott. This is Sidney Prescott's mother." Gale said to the detective.
To Be Continued!