Recap: Tamara brutally murdered Charles and Liam in the Sanitarium's bathroom after they threatened to rape her. After that, she went to Michael's cell and admitted to him what she had just done and told him about her dark past. She then made him pinky promise to find her one day, always protect her, and love her unconditionally forever before she fled the asylum.

A/N: Happy almost New Year! Yay! 2012! That means the apocalypse is coming…maybe…who knows? Damn those Mayans!

Oh, so I've (finally) watched all of Zombie's remake and…I have no idea which movie this is going to be based off of. Probably a little bit of both movies as well as my own little version.

teiaramogami, thanks for the review! And I'm sorry! She had to leave T-T. But here's a little secret: they find each other again ^^

Thanks, forgetmenotflowers, I'm so glad you liked it! Hope you enjoy this chapter just as much ;)

Anyways, enjoy this chapter! Oh, and this is the beginning of Part 2! Review if you're dying for more!

Part 2: Looking for Tamara

Chapter 4: Moving On and Looking Back

Two Years Later

Illinois was a lovely little state. Not little like Rhode Island had been, but there were lots of quaint towns. Plenty of places to hide and never come back. Two years was a long time. People forget about things in two years. They forgot about Michael quicker than that and they forgot about Tami, too.

Tami loved her little town. She was very happy there. Being twenty-one, she could drink (legally). That was useful, too, because it helped. Smoking did, too, but not as much. It helped her forget. But she'd never forget Michael.

She had new friends, too. They didn't know anything about her and believe the lies she told about her past. They were good people.

She had an apartment and a job. The apartment was small and there were mice in the walls, but it was cheap. And besides, she didn't have to stay there all day long. It would have been fine if she just wandered around in the local park (local, for that town, meant that she had to walk three miles into the neighboring town) or visit some of her friends.

For two years she settled in and relaxed. She had become very much at home in her new town, until that October…

Tami always had a love for children. She was in heaven when she was allowed to take care of the children in the sanitarium. Children didn't judge you. They saw you as you were.

This was why Tami's ideal job was that of a babysitter. It may seem strange that a twenty-one year old was babysitting, but she was very much trusted with children. And many of the teens in town were going to parties on Halloween. Tami, of course, was not.

This Halloween, she was watching two 7-year-old twin girls, Scarlet and Ruby Bailey, and their 9-year-old brother Red. Tami didn't know where they got their names, but she assumed it was likely from a package of Crayola crayons. On top of the Bailey children, Red's best friend Matt was joining them.

Before leaving, Tami had to change into a costume because she promised the kids that she would dress up, too. Her outfit of choice was a witch costume. She had a dress on that appeared to be a black corset with gold lace over a ruffled white shirt with puffy sleeves that were off her shoulder. The skirt was midway down her thigh with four layers: black being the shortest, yellow longer and under it, then orange longer still and under that, and finally white lace that just peeked out under the orange. She had on thigh-high black-and-orange socks and large, shiny black platform high heels. She then had a hat with a large black brim and the triangle part was colored like candy corn. She was, as the package described a "Candy Corn Witch." She had also added long fingerless gloves that came up passed her elbow (although it kept bunching up below it), one black and the other orange. She had glittery eyes and her nails were painted yellow. She really did go all-out for Halloween.

When she got to the Bailey house, she was greeted by Scarlet dressed as little red riding hood with her red hood and little blue dress and black flats, and Ruby dressed as the little mermaid in a dress with purple at the top and green sequins at the bottom. She didn't need a wig as she already had red hair. Abigail, their mother, was on the phone and all dressed up in little black dress. Robert, their father, came down the stairs with his hair gelled back and in a black suit.

"Ooh, la, la, Mr. Bailey, looking spiffy there, aren't we?" Tami joked.

Robert laughed, and then said, "Tamika, again, I can't thank you enough for this. I mean, it was so last minute,"

"Not a problem at all!" she said. She had changed her name to Tamika, but still went by Tami, although, people often spelled it 'Tammy.' Sometimes, someone would comment on how unusual it was for a girl of her ethnicity to have a name like 'Tamika.' Whenever someone did comment, she would just calmly explain that she was adopted and that she was named after her adoptive mother.

She then went into the living room where Red dressed as Batman and Matt dressed as a skeleton were sitting on the couch watching some sort of fighting show.

"Hey, you two! Whatcha watching?" she asked sitting down next to them.

"Wrestling," Red answered.

"Yeah," Matt said, "Wrestlemania,"

"What?" she asked.

"Wrestlemania," Red replied, "I got the DVD for my birthday,"

"Oh, really?" she asked. It was all very confusing to her and she honestly didn't care, but she liked talking to the kids. It was hilarious to her when Scarlet and Ruby came over and joined in trying to explain to her everything that was going on. Everyone was talking at once and she understood "Piledriver," "Fighting," "Undertaker," "Shawn Michaels," and "Career."

"Alright," she said and did the old smile-and-nod like she understood. Then she watched it (kind of, but more of zoning out) with them until it was time to leave. She left the candy basket out with the "Please take one" sign. With a quick thought of 'Yeah, right,' they all left. "Come on," she said holding onto the girls' hands and running after Matt and Red. It was still light out when they were trick-or-treating.

When they reached one of the houses, a familiar face greeted her. "Laurie! Hey!" she said with a smile.

"Hey, Tam," her younger friend greeted back, "Oh, you didn't actually dress up for this, did you?"

"I think I look cute," she grinned.

Laurie laughed, "Well you look something, but I'm not gonna say,"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I do not!"

"A little bit,"

"No way,"

"Yeah, just a bit,"

"Fine! I tried to cover up, but they don't make any adult costumes that are appropriate! At least this one covers my tummy,"

They both laughed.

"Yeah, well here," Laurie handed her a piece of candy, "For your 'tummy.' You're in costume, you get candy,"

"Gee, thanks," she laughed.

"Yeah, well, I'll be seeing you then,"

"Yep, bye!"

The rest of the night was pretty normal for Tami. But Tami didn't know what had happened later. Not until Tommy and Lindsay were at the door, screaming and yelling. Tami tried to comfort them the best she could.

"Tommy! Lindsay! Calm down! Calm down! What happened?" she asked.

"A man! A man broke into the house and tried to kill us! He had a knife!" Tommy sobbed.

"Laurie's still there! She told us to call the police!" Lindsay cried.

"Okay, okay! Calm down! Why don't you go upstairs with the kids, I'll call the police!" she tried to be calm. They both went upstairs and Tami picked up the phone and dialed 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" a woman asked.

"Yes, I'd like to report…" what would you call this? "I'd like to report that there is a man with a knife trying to kill my friend over at her house, thank you,"

That was pitiful, but it was the best she had. She told them where Laurie lived and how she knew about it and who she was. Then, Mrs. and Mr. Bailey arrived home and Tami explained what had happened. They were a little concerned that she would be hurt, but she assured them that she'd be fine and then she left.

She didn't head home though. She went to the Doyle house instead. It may have been stupid, but she was through with playing it safe. And curiosity got the best of her.

When she got there, she was shocked to find someone she knew.

"Sam?" she asked. The old doctor turned and his jaw dropped when he recognized her. She took a step backwards and debated running. Would he turn her in? Certainly he would have heard about her little…mishap with Liam and Charles.

Then she realized that she wasn't near Smith's Grove. Loomis had no reason to be here. She now marched right up to him. "Where's Michael? What's wrong?" she asked.

"Tami? Tami, you're supposed to be dead…" he said to her.

"What?" she asked.

"Michael had broken out of his cell. He had your blood as well as the blood of those two nurses' who had…confronted you on his hands. We were certain that he killed you, but your body was never found. What are you doing here?" he explained.

Tami shook her head in disbelief.

"Oh, no, Tami, you have to leave. You have to get out of here. He'll be trying to find you. You have to go right now!" he began to push her away. She just started to run. She just ran and ran until she was sobbing. She had nowhere to go. Did she even want to go? What was important was that Michael—her Michael—was here in Haddonfield. And he had saved her. He had taken the blame for what she had done. And he was somewhere in the town.

She had to find him.

But now, she was in the woods. She looked around and tried to remember how she got there. She had just been running. Why did she choose to go into the woods? She needed to get out and she knew that. The only thing she could think to do was run. And so she did. She just ran. It reminded her she was free. Even when she didn't feel it.

She came to a barn that was famous for always having a Halloween party every year. Now, though, it was empty. She was relieved that she was there, though. She knew the way from where she was. Down a hill, over a creek and then across a field to the old house. She had been here before. Now she climbed up a tree into a broken attic window, and she sat down in a corner and sobbed.

She immediately stopped when she heard the door close downstairs. "Michael," she breathed. After the moment it took for her to remember how to move, she bolted up and ran across the floor. She sprinted down the stairs, nearly tripping in her platform heels. She burst through the kitchen door and came face-to-face with the 6-foot-8 masked Michael Myers.

Behind the white mask, his eyes glared at her.

She stared back at him. Didn't he recognize her?

Then a terrible thought came to her: was this even Michael?