Jordan fell asleep as he rest his head next to his and Tara's hands. He wakes up to Tara stroking his hair, he open his eyes to see her with a smile. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." Tara says as she watched her best friend sit up straight but their hands still being intertwined.

"It's alright, do you wanna talk about what happened with your sister?" Jordan looks at her as he watched her face drops as she looks down, as she played with Jordan's fingers. "Sam told me that she was the reason our dad left...she found a old diary of our mom's she found out that our dad wasn't her dad and that is was Billy Loomis....I told her to get out..." Tara had some tears running down her face, and Jordan stands up and sits on the bed and he looks at her.

"And you regret telling her to leave?" He asked her, she nods her head for her answer.

"Listen T...I would've had the same reaction if Mindy or Chad told me we had different dads. But please don't feel like your guilty by telling her to leave, she'll understand okay? Sam loves you T....and...I-I.." Jordan gets cut off by the power cutting off throughout the hospital.

"What the fuck..." Jordan mumbles as he and Tara both looked towards the door.

They then heard footsteps coming towards the room and Tara and Jordan both share a worried look. "Fuck this." Tara starts taking the wires what were connected to her off as she slowly tries to get out of her bed. Jordan looks at her as he went over and carefully helps her into the wheelchair.

They left the room and went down the hall until Tara also saw the guard. Jordan looked down at the guard with wide eyes. "Shit." he mumbles as he watched Tara cover her mouth and sobs quietly. Jordan rubbed his arms up and down her arm as he went closer to him to grab the guard's weapon. When he pushes the hand of the guard of his holster there was no gun in it. "Jordan...I'm scared." Tara sobs as she watched her best friend who quickly went over to her to comfort her.

They both heard a door open come from somewhere around them. Tara looked to her right and saw an open door. "In there, go in there." She told him.

Jordan wheeled Tara into the room, and quietly closed the door behind them and leaving enough room to see if the intruder left, while Jordan was standing there on watch, Tara reaches up to grab the phone from the wall and was about to dial numbers until they both heard footsteps slowly approaching them closer and closer. Tara quickly grasped Jordan's hand and he squeezes her hand gently. Tara whimpers quietly as she and Jordan looked through the small gap opening of the door.

The door opened and Jordan threw a right hook, hitting the person in the side of the head. "Ow! Goddamnit!" they said, falling to the floor.

Tara was surprised to see him. "Richie?" She asked. "What're you doing here?"

"Sam called, said you were in trouble." He said, rubbing the spot where Jordan had punched him. "Did you just punch me?" he asked as Richie looked at Jordan.

"Sorry man." Jordan says as he still held Tara's hand in his.

Ghostface appeared from behind him, wielding a knife. "Look out!" Tara screamed. Richie turned to be met with the knife. He raised his arms but he was still cut along his forearm. The masked person tried to stab him again, but Richie was quicker this time, raising his arms to block the attack.

Ghostface grabbed the side of his head and threw him against the door. Knocking him out. They then turned to Jordan and Tara. Jordan pushed them away from them, then throwing the IV drip at Ghostface. Tara's cries were louder now as she tried to move by herself. Jordan grabbed the handles to her wheelchair and started to move them.

Tara was still sobbing loudly. "I'm gonna get you out of here okay? I promise you T." She still cried even after Jordan's comment. Ghostface left the room and turned to follow them, when they heard a phone ring from beside him. They looked down at Richie's body and pulled out his phone and saw it was Sam calling him. They picked up and activated the voice changer.

"Richie! Are you at the hospital?" They heard come from the phone's speaker. "Hello, Samantha. Richie can't come to the phone right now." He told her, as he walked towards Jordan and Tara making their way towards the elevator.

"He's finding out what happens to people who stick their noses in business that doesn't concern them."

"Please don't hurt him."

"I'll tell you what, you can choose. I'll only kill one." He told her.

"What? What!? Tara!" She shouted back through the phone.

"Who do you want to hear die!?" Ghostface asked her.

"No, please! I'm begging you please don't hurt them."

Jordan and Tara get to the elevator and he reaches over to press the buttom and turned to look at Ghostface.

"All you have to do is say 'Kill Richie' or 'Kill Jordan'." They offered to her.

"Don't hurt him!"

"Seems like an easy decision to me. Kill your sister's best friend, and your lover and your sister go free." Jordan  was standing there, waiting to protect  his best friend who he's secretly been liking since they were young.

"Or you could say, 'Kill Tara', and I'll make sure to hit all the organs I missed last time."  Tara heard this.

"Fuck you!" She shouted at him through her cries.

"No I'm begging you, please don't hurt them."

"Last chance to save two, so choose!" Ghostface shouted at her.

"Why are you doing this!?"

"You wanna know why, Sam? Maybe it's 'cause, you're a selfish bitch, who can't even make a decision to save the life of someone you love." They taunted her. "Maybe you're too weak for this franchise."

Jordan watched Ghostface every movement as he clinched his fist into a ball.

"Maybe you're right." Sam said through tears. That proved to be fake. "Or maybe I'm just stalling for time, fuckhead!"

The doors of the elevator opened, revealing Sam and Dewey. Jordan had got distracted by the ding. "Tara go!" he told her.

"No, I'm not leaving you Jordan!" Tara looked over at him as she cried harder. "Please!"

"Tara go!" Jordan pleaded with her and doesn't realize that Ghostface is inches away and they lunged at him. "Jordan!" Ghostface had plunged their knife into Jordan's back, making him scream out in pain. "No! Jordan!" Tara tried to get out of her sisters' grip as her tears ran down her face.

Ghostface plunged their knife into Jordan again and moved the knife to make the wound more open and went to plunged again but a bullet goes past their head to see Dewey with a pistol pointing at them and ran off.

"I'll get Jordan and Richie." He told the older Carpenter, as she pulled Tara in the elevator with her, Tara has a worried expression on her face as she watched Jordan clutching his side to put pressure on his wound.

Dewey went and helped up Richie and went over to Jordan and they all started to make their way over to Sam and Tara who were waiting on them in the elevator.

Jordan, Richie and Dewey all stumbled their way to the elevator, but they heard the crashing of glass, Richie was thrown to the ground by Dewey and Jordan was on the floor next to Richie. Ghostface was trying to stab Dewey. He fired a bullet into the ceiling trying to shoot the person in front of him. He pushed his attacker into the wall opposite them, and threw them over his shoulder. Dewey fell with them and dropped his gun.

He crawled to try and get to it, but Ghostface jumped on his back, flipping him over to try stab his front. Dewey stopped the knife with his hands. He struggled against the strength of the killer on top of him. "Not today!"

Dewey threw their hands to side, and head butted the masked assailant, forcing them backwards. He reached behind him and picked the gun back up. Turning back towards the living nightmare in front of him, he unloaded a barrage of bullets into their torso, forcing them to fall into, and break the cabinet behind them.

Jordan had got up to his feet by himself and helped up Richie, Dewey went back over to them both and they all went over to Sam and Tara in the elevator. They piled into the elevator. "Jordan! are you okay?" Tara cupped Jordan's face and he placed his hands onto hers as he nodded his head slowly and gave her a small smile. "I'm okay, i'm just glad your alright T."

Dewey pressed the ground floor button, but stopped the doors at his sudden realization. "The head."

"What?" Jordan asked as he turned towards to look at Dewey.

"You gotta shoot them in the head, or they always come back."

Sam looked at him with wide eyes. "Dewey, who gives a fuck!?"

"I do." He replied before the doors closed.

~~

Jordan was in the hospital room as the nurse was finishing off giving him stitches. Sam wheeled Tara into his room and the nurse gave Jordan a nod to let him know that she's finished and she leaves the room with Sam. "You okay?" Jordan looks over to Tara who hadn't stopped crying. Because she thought she lost Jordan, her best friend and also her crush.

"Your really stupid...I thought I lost you Jordan!" She whisper shouted at him as he looks down and went over to him.

"I'm sorry.....I had to get you to safety because...I don't know what I would do if i lost you T....You-your my best friend...but you will never lose me okay?" Jordan went over to her as he kissed the top of her head.

"Jordan...what were you going to say when the power went out..." Tara looked up at him.

"I-I uh...I was gonna tell you that you meant a lot to me...and that i don't just see you as a friend...I..um really like you...T..." Jordan stutters and Tara pulls him closer to her by pulling his face down to hers and crashing her lips onto his gently.

Jordan cupped the side of Tara's face and deepens the kiss. Tara's hands were tangled into his hair. "Jordan...I really like you..too" Tara pulled away from the kiss as she looked into her best friends eyes.

Jordan smiled at her and leaned down and pulled her close and pressing his lips against hers  again. Sam was stood in the doorway smiling at them and then coughing to catch their attention. They both pulled away to see Sam standing there, her smile falls from her face. "Dewey's gone..."