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(Slenderman's point of view)

"Annette?" I can't believe it. My little girl is awake. After 3 long months she's finally awake.

"Daddy!" She runs to me and I embrace her.

"Annie!" I hear Masky and Hoodie call out. They tackle her and start yammering away. Masky hugs her and says "Don't you ever scare us like that again!"

"Ever!" Hoodie adds.

"Ok ok jeez." Annette laughs. "How long was I out?" She asks.

"A little over 3 months." I say.

"Damn. That long? It only felt like a few days."

"I'm afraid so. You should get back in the infirmary though sweetie. We need to make sure you're ok." I say.

"Daddy, in fine, honest. Besides I'm hungry! What did you say about honey ham?" She asks.

I chuckle. "Anything you want princess."

"Oh, can I make Oreo cheesecakes?" She asks.

"We'll see." I say. "Only if Masky and Hoodie help you."

"Of course!" They say in unison.

Annette laughs. I've missed that laugh. She turns to Jeff. "And you!" She rips off his hoodie and throws it at him. "I'm done with you!" She says coldly. Everyone fell silent, as she walked past us.

"Annie!" I hear. We then turn to see an excited Sally, tackle Annette with a hug. "Oh my gosh I missed you! Don't ever ever ever ever ever leave me again!" She says with bloody tears streaming down her face.

"S-sorry Sally." She says as she hugs her back. "Her I'm making Oreo cheesecakes! Do you want some?" She asks.

"Yeah! Oooh, can I have mint?" Sally asks.

"Sure." Annette giggles.

Then Annette, Masky, Hoodie, and Sally head downstairs.

(Jeff's point of view)

"I'm done with you."

That sentence keeps echoing in my mind. I really fucked up this time. She hates me. I didn't know she was gonna wake up. I didn't know she could hear me. That doesn't matter now. She's DONE with me. D O N E done.

Come on Jeff cheer up. You're making me antsy. And I doubt you wanna go out tonight.

  No. I think I will go out. I need to get this off my mind.

Really?! Ah yeah! Let's go!

  Yeah just let me grab my knife.

I go in my room and grab my knife. I change into jeans and a red t-shirt. I can't wear the same thing everyday. I walk out the front door without saying anything.

I make my way to town. I get several blocks away from the woods. I find a large home, at least two stories. I pick the lock to the front door and sneak in.

  Alright Damian how many?

Three. One man, two women.

  Ages?

The man and wife are early to mid 40's. The other is in her early 20's.

 Any weapons?

Not that I can see.

  Good.

I make my way up the stairs. The first room holds the girl. I put my hand over her mouth and she jolts awake. She tried to scream but my hand muffles it. She has a pleading look in her eyes. I don't care.

I rip open her stomach, and stab at her organs. So pathetic. No fight in her at all. Just more muffled screams as I tear her apart from the inside, out. I watch as the life slowly drains from her eyes. Now on to the man and his wife.

  Damian, you want to take this one? It's not very interesting to me.

I thought you'd never ask.

I sit back and allow Damian to take control. He seems very energetic today.

OK Jeff let's get started!

  Alright do what you want.

Oh I'm gonna enjoy this!

  Have fun.

I kick down the door causing them both to jolt awake. The woman screams and the man puts his arm in front of her in a protective way.

"Don't bother trying to protect her! You'll both be dead soon!" I cackle.

Jeff you should let me out more often!

  Focus. If we get caught you won't be allowed to come out ever again.

Right right, sorry.

Where was I? Oh right. I look over and see the woman is trembling. Ha! How wonderful! I run over to her and snatch her by her hair. She yells in pain.

"Now old man." I hiss. "All your valuables. Now! Or your girl here is gonna get gutted!"

"OK, OK." He says frantically.

He goes to the drawer and pulls out...a gun.

Fuck!

  I thought you said there weren't any weapons.

I didn't think there was any!

I throw the woman to the ground and dash for the door. The man fires the gun and hits me in the shoulder. Damn!

J-jeff take over. You're better at escapes.

  I'm on it.

I yelp in pain.

  Damn Damian! Careful next time!

S-Sorry.

  Jeez.

I run back downstairs. The man follows and fires another round. That hit me in the back. Mother of George! I stagger to the back door then haul ass. The man stops at the porch and fires again. Fuck? That was my leg! What is he a damn sniper? Sirens approach.

  Damian little help here?

Left then straight. You'll be home.

  Thanks.

I run home as fast as I can despite the pain. I get about three blocks away. No more sirens. I slow to a walk and enter the woods. I'm breathing heavily I've lost a lot of blood. I see the mansion ahead. I walk over to the front door, limping in pain. My vision is blurring. I can barely make out the for handle. I open the door and stagger into the living room.

"You're back I see."

I turn my head in the direction of the voice. Though my vision is going in and out of focus, I see the long black hair and crystal blue eyes. The one person I wish would help me.

"Annette." I say breathlessly, before I collapse onto the living room carpet.

(Annette's point of view)

Jeff collapsed in the living room. Aw,shit. I drop what I'm doing and rush over to him. What? Just because I said I'm done with him doesn't mean I'm gonna let him die! I'm not that heartless!

Upon closer inspection I see bullet wounds. Looks like he was shot with a pistol twice and a shotgun. The round from the shotgun scattered, so its hard to tell if it was only one shot. I think it might be rabbit shot from a....410? Yeah it would have to be. Damn how did he even get out alive? Never mind that, I need to help him.

"Jeff? Can you hear me?" I ask.

He slowly nods his head.

"Stay awake for me Jeff. Just don't go to sleep." I say.

He smiles slightly and nods his head again.

"That's good, I got you smiling." I say as I dawn a smile of my own. "Come on I need to get you upstairs."

I help him up and have him lean on me. He's breathing really heavily. Dammit Jeff why'd you have to go and get shot?! We go up the long stairway, Jeff wincing in pain with every step.

"Hang in there tough guy, we're almost there." I say.

He gives me a smirk. "T-tougher...th-than y-you." He says in between breaths.

"Oh really now?" I say sarcastically.

He stifles a small laugh. That's good, he's laughing. We get to the infirmary and and he sits on one of the beds.

"Where were you hit?"  I ask. There's so much blood I can't really tell. I only counted four holes in his cloths.

"S-shoulder, back...a-and my leg..." He says.

"OK uh...take off your shirt." I say.

He tries, and stops halfway with a growl. Oh yeah...that's right. He was shot in the shoulder. I help him pull his shirt off. There's an exit wound on his shoulder so I'll just have to patch him up. I see an entry wound on his back but I there isn't an exit wound. Fuck. Ummmmm... It looks like he was shot with a small caliber hand gun. A 25 maybe?

I need some themestats. Uh... Where would Slendy keep those? Dose he even have any? Oh George I hope he does! I scour the cabinets filled with medicine and supplies, and finally find them. I need to get the one out of his back first. Then I'll move to his leg and patch up his wounds.

"OK Jeff, uh stay here."

I run downstairs to the kitchen. I rummage through cabinets and can't find what I need. Dammit. I walk over to the locked cabinet Slendy told me to never touch. It's gotta be in here, its the only other place.  I pluck the lock and find what I need, among other bottles.

White lightning. Moonshine. Yup, perfect. I grab the bottle and head back to the infirmary. Jeff is laying down on his stomach. Good. I pull off my leather belt and hand it to Jeff. He looks at me with questioning eyes.

"Trust me. You'll need it. Just don't bite it in half."

I dip the themestats in the moonshine to sterilize them. "OK Jeff get ready to bite."

He nods as I pour a few drops of moonshine on his wound.

"Mother fucker!" He yells.

"Here drink this." I hand him the bottle. He takes a swig.

"Damn that's strong." He says.

"It's moonshine. Now hold still, this is gonna hurt like hell."

I insert the tool and wait for the tiny vibration. Jeff is cussing and drinking the whiskey like it's water. I feel the bullet and slowly pull it out. He growls in pain.

"S-sorry." I say.

"I thought... You...you hated... Me." He slurs.

"That's still up for debate."

I patch up his back to stop the bleeding. I roll up his pant leg and clean the wound. Then I pluck the moonshine from his hands and pour it on the wound. He winces but the alcohol has numbed most of the pain. I hand him back the whiskey, and start picking out the rabbit shot from his right calf.  Once I'm done with that I start stitching him up. He's lucky it missed his major arteries.

He passed out a while ago. He shouldn't have drunken that much moonshine. Especially white lightning, its 180 proof. You can run a car off that stuff. I'm surprised he hasn't started puking blood. Then again....it is Jeff. Being what he is... I guess it shouldn't surprise me. Now that he's all patched up, he can go back to his room. However he's still passed out. Great. Just awesome.

"Here goes nothing." I say to myself.

I then drape Jeff's arm over my shoulder and lead him to his room.

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