DISCLAIMER: I do not own Halloween in anyway; however I DO own Katarzyna, Emmy and the other OCs in the story, as well as the plot of Hearts and Daggers.

Okay! Sorry for being away so long, I started school again so things got in the way as well as other original works I got caught up with.

I ALSO STARTED POSTING THIS STORY ON MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT (one my many writing accounts haha) WITH THE USERNAME "Celtic_Wish" (THE LINK IS ON MY PROFILE IF YOU GUYS WANNA CHECK IT OUT!) So that is taking some time.

But I am back now and I'm going to try and keep true to the Halloween movies while balancing Kat's pregnancy with Michael's child. If anyone has any ideas or something they want to see happen in here, feel free to PM me and I will look into it to see what I can do

Also, I am also going to use some of the preview from my last update but I have been getting different ideas working in my head so there will be quite a few changes.

Chapter 27

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I held the pregnancy test tightly in my hand, staring at the two lines as Loomis angrily paced the kitchen floor.

"How the hell can you be pregnant?!" he growled and I suddenly felt like a child again being scolded by a parent.

"I'm pretty sure you are familiar with the process doctor," I answered sarcastically. Loomis stopped pacing and casted a glance into the backyard where I sent Emmy to play. Then he turned to face me once again.

"Kat, do you realize the dangers of this entire situation?" he demanded, "Not just with Michael Myers, but also Haddonfield as a whole!"

"I'm aware of what I'm going to face!" I snapped, "I know what all of this entails and believe me when I say this was not what I was planning in the least! I am trying to take this one step at a time, but you are not helping!"

My outburst seemed to make Loomis realize just how anxious I was and his eyes suddenly softened. He sat down across from me and took my hands into his own, the test falling onto the surface between us.

"Listen to me Katarzyna," he began calmly, "I am not going to abandon you in this. I have always stood by those involved with Michael, especially you and Laurie, so there is no way I'm backing down now. I can protect you from the town with the best of my abilities but I can't make any promises; there's only so much I can do. My reputation isn't what it used to be," he squeezed my hands and gave a comforting smile.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"Now, I know you are going to want to kill me for bringing this up again, but I truly believe that the best thing to do is to leave Haddonfield," I must have made a face because Loomis quickly continued, "I understand that this place is ironically a safe haven for Emmy and that her bond with Michael is far too deep for any of us to comprehend, but look at the bigger picture. You are having a baby along with raising an eight year old already. The father of these two children is a monster who knows nothing except rage and murder. You are an exceptionally smart girl, far beyond your years, but it is so, so clouded by childhood fantasies you've clung to ever since your best friend was put away for murder, you don't think straight. You need to get out while you can and keep your family from harm,"

I could hear the genuine care in his voice as he spoke and as much as I hated to admit it, he was right. I did let my feelings cloud my judgments and the result was me putting myself into a bigger mess than I could ever imagine. I really should look into moving away and trying to start over, that would be the more reasonable thing to do, but then again…

"Who's to say me just packing up and moving won't do Emmy more harm than good?" I finished the thought aloud. Loomis only stared, "Ever since we moved here, before Michael even came back into the picture, I watched Emmy come out of her shell so much more than she ever had in California. Now, she's so attached to Michael and, not to mention, finally has a best friend, if I move us, it could really hurt her,"

I stood and walked over to the window, watching Emmy in the backyard. She was on the far side, right along the tree line, looking as if she was digging something in the dirt. Her once clean clothes were now covered in dust and what looked like mud. I groaned at the sight.

"And just think, you're going to have another one," Loomis said, coming up behind me, "And this one might be a boy,"

"Shut up," I muttered and went to the door, calling Emmy inside and trying not to imagine just how much leaning would need to be done once the muddy child was inside.

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(Michael's POV)

Michael knew something was up the moment he saw Kat send Emmy out into the yard before sitting down with Loomis at the kitchen table. The entire time, he noticed something gripped tightly in her hand. Something was going on and she was doing everything in her power to keep it under wraps.

In the back of his mind, he knew it would be easier to simply sneak into the mudroom from the basement and listen in on their conversation, but it would be just as easy, not to mention quicker, if he got the information from Emmy who wasn't as good as keeping secrets as she thought; a trait she had no doubt inherited from her mother.

Keeping close to the trees, Michael made his way to Emmy, watching her find a patch of dirt and start digging with a strange determination. Her clothes were quickly splashed with dirt and mud as she used her hands to push the debris out of the way. He walked as close as he could without being seen by Kat if she were to look out the window, and waited for the little girl to notice him. When she did, she looked up with a bright smile, her face covered in dust and her hair slowly but surely coming out of its ponytail.

"Hi Michael," she said brightly, "Before she left, I told Cara that we had people buried in the backyard and she didn't believe me, so I'm trying to find a bone to bring to her as proof," she explained before continuing her digging. Michael only stood there, watching as she grunted in annoyance before starting to dig in a new spot. A few minutes passed in silence before Emmy sat up, wiping a dirty hand across her forehead, leaving a muddy streak along the skin. She took a few deep breaths before looking up at him curiously.

"Can I ask you a question?" she asked. He only stared.

"Were you excited about being a big brother when your mom told you she was pregnant? Or did you hate the idea until Laurie was born?" her question surprised him; something that NEVER happened to Michael Myers. How had he felt when he found out about his mother's pregnancy? Where had that question come from? When it came to Emmy, he found that there was always a reason behind her questions and the only current theory he could form based on this question left an uneasy knot in Michael; another emotion that was uncommon to him.

"Well?" she demanded, "I'm not asking for a book, I just want a simple yes or no. Pat my head twice for yes and once for no. Were you excited when your mom first told you about having a baby?"

Michael ignored the attitude in the girl's voice as he thought back to all those years ago. His mother and father had called him into the living room and sat him on the couch next to Judith before telling them the news. Judith hadn't been happy, claiming that she was happy being an only child before he came around and now she had to deal with another sibling. For Michael, it was different. He had been numb at first to the news, not quite comprehending what his mother had just told him until his father spoke,

"Did you hear that buddy?" he asked with a smile as he placed a hand on Michael's shoulder, "You're going to be a big brother!"

Once he heard those words, realization had filled him; he was going to be a big brother. He would get the chance to take care of his little brother or sister and treat them better than Judith ever would. He could be the favorite sibling and get them on his side for whenever Judith became too much. If he was lucky, it would be a boy and then Judith would be outnumbered against them. He would have a partner in crime…

"Michael?" he was snapped out of his memories and looked down at Emmy who was still waiting for an answer. Slowly he reached out and patted her on the head twice.

"So you were excited from the beginning," she smiled, "Good," he turned his head at her response.

"It's a long story, and mommy should really be the one to tell you, but…," she looked around and motioned for him to kneel to her height. He wasn't sure what possessed him to do such a thing, but before he knew it, he was down to her level and she brought her face close to his as if about to tell a grave secret.

"I might be a big sister!" she whispered excitedly, "That's why mommy is talking to Dr. Loomis; she might be pregnant!"

Michael stood as Emmy continued digging a couple minutes more before Kat called her in, thankfully, not seeing him amongst the shadows. Kat? Pregnant? No, it wasn't possible. However, the voice in the back of his mind, a voice that he believed was long dead, told him otherwise; this is what happens when you slip up.

This is why he should have gotten her away before it got to this nearly inconceivable point. He needed proof though, to make sure Emmy wasn't exaggerating. For all he knew, she was jumping to conclusions and got over excited.

Just as he was about to make his way towards the house, he stopped. Bending down to a patch of untouched dirt beside one of Emmy's holes, he began to push the soil away until he final came across something solid. Pulling out a skeletal arm, he pulled it apart until only the humerus bone remained. He would clean it and leave it in Emmy's bag for her to find. After all, she had been so determined to find something. Such hard work shouldn't go unrewarded.

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When Michael finally entered the house, he heard muffled voices coming from the dining room. He was about to leave the kitchen and investigate elsewhere when he noticed something sitting on the table. A small object that Kat or Loomis must have forgotten when they left the room with Emmy. Walking closer to the object, he recognized it almost immediately, even if his mind refused to accept it. Tucking his knife into his waistband, he picked up the stick for closer inspection.

It was a pregnancy test.

And it was positive.

He and Kat needed to have another conversation as soon as Loomis was gone and Emmy was asleep. He would make sure she couldn't avoid him.

Make sure she couldn't escape him.

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(Kat's POV)

Later that night, I watched Emmy from the doorway of her room as she slept peacefully. I tried not to shudder at the thought when she had told me earlier that she was looking for a skeleton to prove to Cara our backyard doubled as a cemetery. No one would believe such words could come from the innocent face of a little girl who curled up with her favorite stuffed rabbit and still sucked her thumb; a habit she refuses to admit having.

Emmy had been so ecstatic to hear the news of my pregnancy; not that I expected anything less. But the light that had shone in her eyes seemed to place a strange form of hope in me, telling me that everything would be okay. I would make sure of it.

I placed a hand over my still flat stomach and let my mind wander to what would happen once the baby was born. There was no way we would have a normal family. It was laughable to think of a scenario where Michael would settle down and Emmy wouldn't turn more into him. It was a scenario I didn't want to see.

Quietly closing the door, I turned and began to walk down the hallway towards my own room. My steps faltered as I grew closer and noticed my door was shut after I was sure to have left it open earlier. My heart began to pound as I gripped the doorknob.

"Calm down," my mind told me, "You probably just shut it and forgot. It's been a long day,"

Taking a deep breath, I put all my weight into opening the door, expecting something to block its path, nearly falling into the room when there was no obstacle, my knees hitting the hardwood floor with a loud smack. I slowly stood and choked out a gasp when I looked up and saw the destruction that was my room.

My mattress was flipped and my sheets were ripped to shreds, my comforter being in no better condition. Drawers were ripped out of their places and objects were thrown everywhere. Picture frames were broken with the glass shattered. I walked closer to my bed and slowly pushed away the scraps of fabric and saw that my mattress had long, clean cuts through them. Suddenly, the sound of my door closing made me freeze.

Something grabbed my arm as if to tell me it was there.

That something being Michael.

Crap.

Jerking my arm away, I turned towards him and my breath caught in my throat at the sight of him. His eyes were black with the faintest hints of blue, burning into me as if they were looking for something. Neither of us moved for a few minutes before he reached into his pocket and pulled a white stick out for me to see. My heart stopped when I realized it was my test. He found it. I hadn't even realized I had left it in the kitchen when I called Emmy in. It never crossed my mine.

Damn it.

"Michael?" I whispered, unable to get the other words out. He towered over me and stared, unblinkingly with his black eyes.

"I'm pregnant," I finally got out, my voice wavering much to my annoyance. Michael only continued to stare, twirling his knife in his hand as if he had to do something with it to keep from stabbing the first thing he saw: me. His hand shot up and gripped my shoulder in a grasp that I was sure was going to bruise.

I braced myself for whatever was coming before I felt the hand leave my shoulder. I opened my eyes and found myself suddenly alone, the door to my room wide open. How had he vanished so fast?

More importantly, what just happened?"

For those who don't know, the "Humerus" bone is the long bone in out upper arm that is between the elbow joint and the shoulder. Okay, so this ending is terrible I know but I was having such a hard time figuring this out while trying to keep Michael in character. Hopefully I have better luck next chapter.

AGAIN: I AM POSTING MY STORY UP ON MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT AND THE LINK IS ON MY PROFILE JUST LETTING YOU GUYS KNOW IN CASE YOU SEE IT ON THERE BY "Celtic_Wish"

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