A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I finished this chapter yesterday :). I'm kind of happy with this story, just writing this makes me happy :).
Disclaimer: Still don't own Saw...
Seven months later
"Mandy? Mandy? Wake up, I need to go to school and you need to go with me!" Corbett jumped on Amandas bed. Amanda groaned.
"Corbett... How many times do I have to tell you, don't jump on our bed!" Amanda said, and pinched Marks arm.
"Hmm? What?" Mark groaned.
"Corbett. Is it your turn?" She watched over at her clock. Still 07:00 am, way too early. She smiled. Corbett was an easy child. She felt much at ease with them. Not that she didn't need to. Mark and Amanda decided to brutally change their life, they didn't want to deal with the whole Jigsaw thing again. A few days after their escape from the warehouse they watched the news. The police found Johns body and started an investigation. Not like that ever leaded to anything new. They didn't found out that Amanda and Hoffman were his apprentices, nor that Corbett was a victim from one of his traps. If anyone asked them about it, they all said they were just victims of his sick games. A few months later they told Corbett about their involvement in his games. She didn't blame them. Mark figured she was still too young to understand it all.
Amandas wound healed nicely, thought the emotional wound was still healing. She sometimes found it difficult to live with the daughter of the man who wanted to kill her. But Corbett was really different then Jeff and Lynn. They only thought about their selves, Corbett didn't.
"Mandy, come on! I'm running late!" Amanda was dragged back into reality because Corbett was now sitting on her.
"No, Corbett, you're not, no stop hurting me and Mark, and go make your breakfast. We'll come after you."
"Okay!" Corbett exclaimed, and jumped off of their bed. She ran out of the room and slammed the door shut.
"God dammit, you need to put a lock on her room, Mark..." Amanda turned over to look at him. He smiled.
"Mandy, you're overreacting. You say that every morning!", Mark said while tucking her hair behind her ears.
"I know... I just want to sleep in for once! Is that too much to think about?" Amanda groaned.
"No, it isn't." Marks smile only grew bigger and bigger.
"MARK? WHERE'S THE PEANUT BUTTER?", Corbett screamed from downstairs. Mark groaned.
"Ha! Yeah, Mark, where's the peanut butter?" She childishly said.
"Hahaha, funny Mandy." He said, and he kissed her.
"MARK? I'M STILL RUNNING LATE!" Corbett again screamed.
"Corbett, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Mark said, while jumping out of their bed and running down. Amanda smirked. She loved Mark really much. At first, she didn't understand why Mark saved her. But now she did. He loved her already, but didn't admit it. She was blind. She only saw John. She thought John was the one for her, but he wasn't.
She climbed out of bed, and got dressed. She walked down the stairs, and saw that the kitchen was a complete mess.
"Wha- What happened here?" Mandy exclaimed, confused.
"Corbett wanted to get the peanut butter, but she couldn't find it, so she decided to just get some random things and spill that on the floor and the walls." Hoffman said, while cleaning everything up. Amanda began to laugh out loud. Corbett was sitting in a chair at the dinner table, hurrying to get to school in time, and Mark was hurrying to clean the kitchen up before all the stains began the dry.
"You guys are weird." Amanda laughed, and walked over to the fridge and got some milk.
That afternoon, Mark and Amanda were watching TV on the couch, Amanda lay against Mark and Marks arms leaned over Amandas shoulders, when suddenly, Amanda realized something.
"Mark...? It's already 4 pm..."
"Yeah, so?" Mark said, confused.
"Mark, school's out at three..." Marks eyes widened.
"I'm going to look for Corbett, you stay here!" Mark ran out of the door. Amanda was worried. Corbett was never late. She always came home straight after school, she never played with other children, because she didn't want that. Amanda walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge, and found a letter. That's strange, a letter in the fridge..., Amanda thought. She opened it.
You don't know me, but I know you.
Amanda froze. She knew that line. It was the line used in the video for her first test. She looked around. There was a tape recorder on the kitchen table. How come we didn't noticed it before? She grabbed it, and pushed play.
"Hello Amanda, you may wonder where your beloved "child" is. I know the answer. We'll find out if you know it as well." Amandas eyes widened. This could not be happening!
"Mandy, what's that?" Amanda dropped the recorder.
"Geez, Mark!", Amanda exclaimed, while picking up the recorder.
"Sorry. But what's that?"
"It's a recorder. The exact same recorder John used in his games. This is not good, Mark!" Amanda cried. Mark took the recorder and pressed play.
"Hello Amanda, you may wonder where your beloved "child" is. I know the answer. We'll find out if you know it as well." Amanda sat down on the chair.
"O no, o no, o no!" Amanda cried.
"Manda, hush, we'll find Corbett, okay!" Mark hugged her, and looked around. He saw the letter.
"You don't know me, but I know you? What does that mean?"
"John used it in my first test." Marks eyes widened as he dropped the paper.
"I know where she is. Stay here, I'll go find her."
"NO! I come with you!" Amanda ran over to Mark.
"No, Manda, it may be dangerous and-"
"No, I want to come with you!" Amanda cried.
"Okay, okay, you can come with me." Mark hugged Amanda. He ran upstairs, to his office and got his gun. He may be needing it. He ran downstairs again, and got Amandas hand.
"Come." Mark kissed her and walked out of the house.
"Here we are. This is the place your first test was. I know it, 'cause I helped... I'm sorry, Mandy." Mark opened the door to the "cell". They entered it. Amanda froze.
It's in the stomach of your dead cellmate.
Look around Amanda, know that I'm not lying.
Congratulations, you're still alive. Some people are so ungrateful to be alive. But not you, not anymore.
"Manda, are you alright?" Amanda shook her head.
"I'm fine, I'm fine..." Amanda walked around. The chair, in which she was tied almost two years ago, stood at the exact same place as when she left. The TV did as well. She shuddered. The body from her "cellmate" was gone, but she could still see how he was laying when she killed him.
"Manda, are you coming?"
"Yes." Amanda said, a little bit distracted. She followed Mark. He opened a door. They were surprised when two people suddenly grabbed them and everything went black.
"Mark? Mark? Are you there? Mark?" Amanda exclaimed, hopelessly. Mark opened his eyes. His could see nothing but darkness.
"Yes, I'm here... Where is here?" Then, the light switched on. One row at a time. They were there.
"O no..." Mark whispered. They were in the bathroom were Lawrence and Adams test was. And where Adam and Zepp died, and Xavier. And where Doctor Gordon lost his foot. Amanda gasped. They were both chained to the wall, Amanda at Lawrence's "place" and Mark at Adams.
"What the hell...? Why are we here? And where's Corbett?" Amanda said.
"I don't know, but no need to panic, Mandy." Mark tried to calm Amanda down.
"No need to panic? NO NEED TO PANIC? Mark, we're trapped in a bathroom, chained to a wall without any signs on how to get out of here! Huh, and that's no need to panic?" Amanda almost cried.
"I know, Mandy, I know..." Mark looked around. Nothing. Nothing, no clue to be found, really nothing.
Suddenly, someone walked into the bathroom. Both Mark and Amanda looked up. It was Jeff.
"Hello, Mark Hoffman and Amanda Young. I see you found me? Good job. I wanted to get something from you that was once from me." Jeff said, in an evil way. Amanda gasped.
"Where's Corbett? Corbett is ours!" Amanda exclaimed. Jeff hit her in her face. Amanda cried.
"Bastard! Don't hit her! Why are we here? How did you find us? How did you got out of the sickroom? How did you find... this?"
"Tsk, Mark, too many questions. I'm the one who may ask questions. I have one: Why did you kidnapped my daughter?" Mark looked at Amanda.
"For the purposes of your game. John asked me to-"
"No, Mark, not in that way. I understand why you kidnapped her that time. No, I mean after my game. It wasn't your right to take her with you."
"Um, yes, it was." Amanda hissed.
"Um, no, it wasn't." Jeff replied sarcastically. "She's my daughter, not yours, so she's mine."
Amanda looked hopelessly. She wanted Corbett to be hers, but she knew Jeff was right. She didn't have the right to take Corbett with her, if Jeff didn't wanted to.
"Please..." Amanda pleaded. She never pleaded. That just showed how much she wanted Corbett back.
"No. I'm going to kill you, and let her watch, just like you did with my wife." He said to Mark. He grabbed a hacksaw, the same one Daniel Matthews used to kill Xavier, and approached Mark.
"NO! Alright, what do you want?" Amanda whispered.
"Um... Let's think... I want Corbett back. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less." Amanda shook her head, and cried.
"Okay, you get Corbett. Just, let Mark live, alright?" Mark was surprised. He knew how much Amanda loved Corbett, like she was her own child, so the fact she let Corbett go to let him live, was surprising.
"No Amanda, don't do it. Please, kill me, but let Amanda get Corbett, please!" Mark pleaded. Jeff looked confused from Amanda to Mark, and from Mark to Amanda. They were too annoying, he got to get rid of them.
"Shut up, both!" Jeff exclaimed. "I'm going to do whatever I want to do! And that's killing him, and let you live and take Corbett with me!"
"Not when I'm still living." Someone said behind Jeff, and stabbed him in the neck. It was Lawrence. Doctor Lawrence Gordon. Amanda gasped, Mark smiled. Lawrence looked over at Mark.
"Gordon? Seriously? From all the people who have to go save us, it had to be Doctor Gordon?" Amanda said. Mark smiled.
"No need to worry, Amanda, I do not have any bad intentions." Lawrence said while smiling. He walked away.
"Um... Lawrence? Are you gonna leave us in here?" Mark exclaimed.
"Oh, yeah, sorry!" Lawrence chuckled. He got back into the bathroom and looked at Jeff.
"Another body in the bathroom... Nice..." He looked at his own foot. "Oh, hi foot! Well, let's find the key to get you out of here." Lawrence said, and searched Jeff. He found a key in one of his pockets. He walked over to Mark, and unlocked the lock on the chain.
"Thanks Lawrence!" Mark said and smiled. They walked over to Amanda.
"You get her out of here, I'll go find your little girl. We'll meet outside." Mark nodded. He walked over to Amanda, who was, much to his displeasure, crying. He didn't liked it when she cried. It reminded him too much of the time they had had before they ran away from it.
"I don't want this anymore, Mark... I just don't want this... I thought that now John was dead, and Jeff was "dead", we could finally have some peace, without anyone noticing who we really were, but people always come after us. I can't do this..."
"Yes, Mandy, you can, you're stronger now. You can..." Mark whispered, and hugged her. Tears came running down Amandas cheeks as she breathed into Marks shirt.
"You can do it, Amanda, this is all over, I promise..." Mark got onto his feet and helped Amanda get up. He unlocked the lock on the chain.
"Come, let's go." Mark said, while grab a hold of Amandas arm.
"Wait." Amanda said. She looked over at him, and he nodded. He knew exactly what she wanted to do. She wanted to look around, because this was all really familiar for her. He let her alone, and walked out of the bathroom.
Amanda walked around. She looked at Xavier. She saw how Daniel had cut his throat. She looked at Zepp.
It's the rules.
She looked at Adam.
Very rock-star.
You know, I'm not going to see you, aren't I? Probably not.
I'm going to free you.
"I'm sorry, Adam..." She kneeled next to Adam, and stroked his face. His body was already rotting, but she didn't cared. She killed him. She had killed him, because she couldn't live with the thought he was laying there in that bathroom. He had haunted her in her dreams.
She walked over to the bathtub. Her sweater was still laying there. She took it. She walked to the door and turned around one more time. For one year, there only lay three bodies and one foot, today there was one added to it. Jeff's body lay in another big stain of blood. Amanda closed the door.
"Game Over."
"Mark? Mark, where are you?" Amanda exclaimed while walking through the corridors. She was crying. She hated herself. John always said her emotions were her weakness, and he was right. He always was. She looked at her arms. You could still see the scars. 'Scars from the past', Mark always said, but she didn't quite agree with him. She always felt the need to cut herself. She did now, more than ever. She could see the track of blood from her confrontation with Eric Matthews. She felt weak right then.
You're not Jigsaw, bitch! You're nothing. You're not Jigsaw.
She felt angry as hell, because she knew he was right. She was nothing, she was just a worthless piece of-
"Amanda, here!" Mark said behind her. She turned around to see Mark, Lawrence and Corbett standing at the end of the hallway. Amanda looked at Corbett. She had red eyes, but was nevertheless smiling. They were both glad to see each other, Amanda figured. She cried.
"Yes..." She murmured, and walked over to the three. Mark hugged her and Corbett.
"At least we're safe." Mark said, and looked at Lawrence. He nodded. They began to walk to the exit.
"Sir, what happened to your foot?" Corbett asked, and looked up at him. He looked over at Amanda and Mark. They nodded in unison.
"Um... Well... I had a cat... Forgot to feed it... I don't like to talk about it..." He said while walking away, his face in an obvious fake grimace. Amanda and Hoffman looked confused, but then chuckled. They continued walking. They finally got to the exit.
"Mark, I have something to say, and I wanted to wait for the perfect opportunity, but I think it won't come." Hoffman looked at Amanda, but then nodded at Lawrence and he walked away with Corbett.
"So, what's it you wanted to tell?" He smiled at her.
"I'm... I'm... pregnant." Marks eyes widened.
"O god, Mandy, that's fantastic news!" Mark exclaimed, and hugged her. Amanda began to cry. Mark pulled away.
"What, what is it?" Mark asked concerned. Amanda smiled.
"Nothing, I'm just a little emotional about being in the place where my life began." Mark nodded.
"Let's go." Mark said with a smile on his face.
"I love you, Mandy." Amanda looked up at him.
"I love you too, Hoffy." She smiled, and kissed him.
"Tsk! That's The Hoff for you, missy!"
A/N: That was chapter two :). Liked it? I already warned you, this is a strange story :).