•Haunted• ♡sam carpenter♡

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Sidney kept checking the tracker on Sam's car, making sure that Gale's car was following them at a far enough away distance so that they wouldn't see them.

"If I hadn't written that book about your mother, none of this wouldn't of happened." Gale said.

"Gale." Sidney said, looking at her and laying her head back against the headrest.

"I started all of this."

"No, you didn't. Billy Loomis started all of this and we're gonna end it." Sidney replied, "After tonight, no more books, no more movies, no more fucking Ghostface."

"I agree, this shit ends tonight." Addy piped up from the back.

Sidney looked at her cousin in the wing mirror, noticing how big the bags under her eyes were. "Ads, when was the last time you slept?" She asked. Addy looked up, making eye contact with her in the mirror, before looking back down.

"Not since Tara's attack." She replied quietly. Sidney sighed and rubbed a hand across her face. Gale looked at Sidney, before turning her gaze back to the road.

"How is she even still awake right now?" Gale asked.

"You'd be surprised what a shit ton of coffee could do." Addy murmured in response, looking out the window.

"Okay, when we get to wherever we're going, you are staying in the car, understand?" Sidney said, spinning in her seat to face Addy.

"What, Sid, that's not fai-"

"I'm not having Kirby on my ass about you being in hospital for exhaustion." Sidney replied, turning back around to look ahead of her, "I will always protect you, Ads, even if you don't wamt me to."

Gale looked between the two, seeing the undying love that they held for one another, and decided it would be best to stay out of the family quarrel they seemed to be having.

"They stopped." Sidney said, looking back at her tracker.

"Gas station?" Gale asked.

"No, I..." Sidney trailed off. She looked to Gsle in realisation, "Oh, shit."

"What?"

"Siddie, you okay?"

Sidney held up her phone for the pair to see, it reading 261 Turner Lane. "Oh, shit. How far are we?" Gale asked.

"Too far." Sidney replied. She pulled out her phone, putting in Sam's phone number and letting it ring, "Damn it."

"You need to get out of that house right now." Sidney said when she picked up, "You're in Stu Macher's house, where your dad and Stu killed everyone. Someone planned to get you there. You need to get the fuck out, Sam!"

Addy leaned forward, grabbing the phone off of Sidney. "Sam, please. You want Tara to be safe right? So get the fuck out of the house." She begged. She could hear her sigh, then there was a crash and she hung up.

Their car soon pulled up outside Stu's old house, and the trio climbed out, Sidney and Gale walking around the back to grab guns that Gale for some reason kept in her trunk.

"Can I have a gun?" Addy asked.

"No." Was the answer she got immediately from her, "You have your knives anyway."

"Yeah, but guns are more fun." Addy sighed, her shoulders deflating.

They walked up to Gale, Sidney handing her the second gun, when a loud scream and a crash came from inside.

"Sounds about right." Sidney said. She turned to look at Gale, "You ready?"

"For this? Never. Here we go."