I do not own Scream, this is purely made for fans to enjoy. Once I had finished chapter one I wanted to do an alt ending for it. I wanted to do more, but my mind is on the sequel to my alt ending story.

Irritated, Charlie slams his forehead onto Jill's to make her stagger back in surprise. As she does this Charlie pulls his own knife out from his pocket and Sidney hurries to the floor to grab the gun while Trevor is unwrapping his ankles. The police sirens can be heard faintly and slowly becoming louder.

"No Jill!" Sidney yells and Trevor's eyes dart to see what is going on.

"Look out!" Trevor shouts just as Sidney picks up the gun, Jill sees the knife and steps away from Charlie but he advances quickly and stabs her in the abdomen.

Jill gasps at the newfound pain spreading through her, seeing the knife in her before it gets pulled out and a bang goes off. Charlie quickly turns, his left shoulder having been hit and Sidney pulls the trigger again to shoot him in the left collarbone area and he falls onto his back.

Trevor, finally free, gets to his feet and Sidney drops the gun and runs to Jill as she falls onto her back. Holding her side, gasping and wincing, Sidney goes to her knees and uses her right hand to apply pressure to her little cousins stab wound. "Jill, Jill stay with me, your going to be fine," Sidney says and her own adrenaline starting to leave her.

Trevor smoothing Jill's hair back as he hears car doors, he looks over his shoulder, "we're in here!" he shouts as Dewey, Dept Hicks and other officers get into the house with their guns drawn. "We need an ambulance!" Trevor shouts as the two make their way in and see Robbie's body lying on the floor, Charlie on his back in the distance and Sidney with Jill and Trevor together.

Dewey goes for his walkie-talkie, "I need paramedics in here!" he requests.

Slowly Sidney's own blood loss finally registers in her own mind and she feels her balance and strength weaken enough for her to let go of the wound just as paramedics get to her left.

"We've got it ma'am," a woman says as a man moves over to Sidney, everything seeming to be in slow motion and in a blur as she falls onto her right side. The man looking her over sees her blood loss and her face is pale and sweaty.

"Stay with me Jill, fight it," Sidney partially mumbles as the woman and another guy comes and helps put Jill onto a stretcher.

The paramedic with Sidney uses his mini flashlight to look over her eyes, she can vaguely hear him telling her to look at him and stay awake. But the adrenaline to fight for her and Jill against the killers has left her system and the stab wound with the blood loss is finally taking its toll on her.

Finally her mind gets clouded over and she passes out.

Lying in her bed, Jill's mind goes over everything that happened in the past few days and the fight for her life that evening. Hearing the paramedics inform the doctors about when she was stabbed, what they did to help her, what Sidney did to help and how much she was bleeding. She went over how they said she stayed alert and that she was going to be okay.

Now with an IV in her arm, her side wrapped in thick gauze and on her nice and snug. Pain meds keeping her stab wound pain mostly at bay. The doctor said that I won't have a scar she smiles at that small thought. One part of her horrible night was not going to stay on her body as a reminder of the nightmare.

Mind still reeling from everything that happened, Sherif Dewey comes into the room and she smiles a little and he smiles back.

"Hey, how are you doing?" he asks as he walks to her right side and places his right hand onto her right forearm for support.

His eyes sweet and concerned, knowing she has been through quite an ordeal. Jill nods, "I'm doing okay, how is Sidney?"

Dewey smiles at her, a proud smile, "she is doing alright, she lost a fair amount of blood, but she is recovering well in her room."

Jill smiles a little, "I have her… my cousin who I don't really know, but got close with for this huge horrific nightmare. I've lost my friends, my mother, and two of my friends were killers, how did I not see that?" she looks at him bewildered.

"They hide it well, myself and a few other cops arrested Billy Lumis when Sid was first attacked. But we had nothing on him, we had no idea him or Stu were killers, they seemed and acted like everyone else. They blended in, I was stabbed in the back by one of them, I lost my sister to them, Sid lost her mother. In the end we had each other because we went through it together, it made us closer. You have us and Sid, I know we're not of your age, but still we'll always be there for you through this hard time," Dewey gave her arm a gentle squeeze.

Smiling at him a little, a tear making its way down her right cheek and she wipes at both of her eyes. "Thank you, how is your wife?"

He smirks, "Gale is doing fine, she is probably going to be out of here tomorrow or in another day," Dewey answers and watches her eyes. How do I tell her something that I fear will make her have sleepless nights?

"What is it?" Jill asks, seeing that he is holding something back. If Charlie survived, I want to be as far away from him as possible she thought.

"The one killer, Charlie is alive, I wanted you to hear it from me instead of as background chatter between two cops or something. He is hand cuffed to his own bed with two officers watching him," he offers a reassuring smile. "He isn't getting away, you and Sidney are safe now.

"There is one other thing," Dewey said and he can tell Jill looks uncomfortable with that last bit of news he told her. There is never an easy way to tell a victim that their attacker is alive and in the same building as you. "It's not a big priority right now, but I do need to get a statement from you when you're ready. For now you should try and get some rest," Dewey answered and Jill bit her bottom lip.

Can I sleep under the same roof as Charlie? "I want to see Sidney," Jill said, her voice soft but her eyes steady.

Giving a small sigh, he looks at his watch to see that for normal hours it is very late, but for Jill it could be her first of long sleepless nights. Looking at Jill again he gives a small nod, "okay, I'll take you to see Sid."

Pulling her sheets off, Dewey lowers the boarder so she can swing her legs over and stand up. But everything is done carefully and slowly, her abdomen still hurts and she is controlling her breathing so she doesn't overdo it right away.

"You sure you want to go right now?" Dewey asks and Jill gives a firm nod. She is stubborn he smiles at the thought and watches as she finally gets to her feet, his right hand on her left shoulder to show he is there for her.

Walking out of the room at a slow pace, the two start down the hallway, lots of rooms are dark, unoccupied. Glancing into one of the rooms Jill notices Dewey look in.

"Whose room is it?" Jill asks and Dewey smiles at her.

"That's Gale's room, and she's awake, probably waiting for news on you now."

Jill smiles up at him, "why don't you go in? Just tell me which room Sidney is in and I promise I won't be long," she offered and Dewey looks down the hallway and back at Gale's room door before looking at Jill.

"Okay, Sidney's room is 2015… I'll be timing you," Dewey did his best attempt at warning the young girl, but she just smiled and he smiled back.

"Roger that chief," Jill decided to humour him and started to walk down the hallway as Dewey went into Gale's room.

"Hey… how's Jill?" Gale asks once Dewey comes in.

He smiles at her, glancing at the door, "she's doing pretty good, she's tough… and she's on that all too familiar road to recovery."

Gale nods, eyebrows raised, "yes… that very familiar road…"

Stepping into Sidney's room, her eyes closed, comfortable and at the beginning stages of recovery which is relaxing. Doing very little.

Quietly walking over, Sidney opens her eyes, no alarm in them as she smiles upon seeing Jill walk in. "Hey, how are you doing Jill?" it terrified her; to see Jill in the state she was in when the paramedics came in. To see her walking, most of the colour having returned to her face, it made Sidney smile to see that she was making a pretty good physical recovery.

"I'm okay, found out that Charlie is alive and somewhere in this building," Jill said as she walked up to the side of Sidney's bed. Placing her left hand onto the boarder railing."

Sidney showed no fear, after years of fighting with creeps, surviving, writing her book, and also the fact that she didn't want to alarm Jill. "We won't be seeing him again, I'm sure Dewey put his two best men to watch over him."

Biting her lower lip, "what's going to happen?" Jill asked, obviously uneasy with what the answer could be. I don't want to be living in fear of him getting out and coming after us again.

She wanted to assure her that nothing would happen, but she knew that some things were out of control. Especially when a killer has his mindset. I can't promise her that nothing bad will come… that Charlie will stay put away… because of what has happened recently closing her eyes for a moment.

"You can come back with me, if you'd like, to where I live now," Sidney opened her eyes, she knew that if Charlie ever got out the last thing he would be able to do is travel long distances. "If you have a specific place in mind you would like to move to, we will if it makes you more comfortable… okay?"

Jill took a deep breath, "okay," she looked at Sidney and smiled in appreciation, she was being honest and knew about her fears. Probably because of what she has been through as it is… she was my age once going through this.

Opening her mouth to say something more, a sharp, blasting pain rips across the backs of her knees, she cries out and her knees buckle instantly. Left hand gripping the rail of Sidney's bed for support, Sidney's eyes became instantly alarmed when she saw Jill go down suddenly. And then why. "Jill!"

Standing behind Jill with an extendable metal wand like what she'd seen Alice use up on soldiers on City Hall in Toronto in Resident Evil: Apocalypse. Charlie looked pissed about the fact that his night had not gone at all according to plan and pleased with himself when he heard Jill and saw the look on Sidney's face.

Immediately reaching up for the red button for assistance, Charlie struck out the wand at her, "don't you dare!" he warned before using the stick to pull the little device away and out of her reach.

Grabbing onto Jill's hair he pulls her back, away from the bed and she struggles, crying out with her feet slipping on the floor. "You and Jill ruined my night, but you shall not ruin what I was striving you… ooooh no," Charlie grins wickedly.

Sidney works on getting the railing down, "what? You want to kill us and escape? You know that won't work."

Charlie let go of Jill's hair and whipped out a gun from the back of his hospital pants, pointing it at Sidney, "oh no?" he puts the wand away and then pulls out a set of hand-cuffs. "Attach yourself to the bed railing."

Looking at the handcuffs, Sidney looks him in the eye before taking them from him. "You wanted me to come to your Cinema Club… this was never about Jill so let her go."

Chuckling as he watched Sidney stall in putting the handcuffs on, he knew it was futile, "I cannot let Jill go, she is a huge key in all of this, the new high school survivor to the killings by two guys again? Being related to the famous Sidney Prescott who has survived three times only to come to her end with her little cousin?"

What Charlie didn't notice was that Jill was turning herself around to be facing him, but crouched down you killed all those people! My mother and my two best friends! In one fluid motion she burst and Charlie saw her at the last second before she tackled him into the bedside table.

He grunted when his back hit the table rim, and heard something wobble behind him. Lifting his gun to shoot at her, he didn't see her right fist before she punched him in the left temple.

In the corner of Jill's eye she saw him moving his gun and grabbed it just after she punched him, his grip loosened enough for her to yank it out of his hand.

Sidney moves quickly to lower the railing, wanting to get to her feet, cringing as she does so, her stitches just as fresh as Jill's and Charlie's.

Charlie struck out his right knee, catching Jill at her stitched up stab wound, she pulled away, clutching at her side and gun in her other hand but being held by the top and not the handle.

Sidney finally gets the railing down and maneuvers her legs over the side.

Turning around Charlie sees what was wobbling, the hard plastic water jug. Putting the wand into his left hand, grabbing the jug with his right, he wastes no time in advancing on Jill.

Seeing the jug in his hands, her eyes go wide and she ducks as he swings it at her from her left side. Her abdomen protests. Her head suddenly swimming from the quick dodge and the hit she'd received only seconds earlier.

Charlie saw this, and swings hard for a backhand blow with the jug. Sidney got to her feet just in time to see the jug hit Jill in the right corner of her forehead. With that Jill fell, knocked out onto her left side.

Tears of rage stinging her eyes at seeing her little cousin go through so much in one night, she glared at Charlie who pulled out his wand, looking pleased with himself. "One down… one to go," and looked at Sidney to point his wand at the handcuffs now sitting on the bed, "attach yourself now… no more stalling."

Grabbing the handcuffs again, Sidney puts the one on around her wrist and the other on the bed just as they both hear slow moving footsteps outside in the hallway.

"Sid?" came Dewey's voice from the hallway and Charlie narrowed his eyes on her.

"If you warn him, I'll kill him and give Jill a slow and painful death!" he threatened as he hurried to the entrance to see a closet to the left. Charlie stepped into it and closed the door ajar, setting the jug down to be using his wand once again.

Stepping into the room, Dewey spots Jill on her side and Sidney handcuffed to the bed, "Sid! What happened?" he hurried over to Jill just as Charlie stepped out of the closet.

"It's Charlie," Sidney said just as Dewey saw blood at the spot where the jug had hit her. Hearing what Sidney said made him stand up and spin around at once, gun out in his right hand for the wand to strike him in the right elbow.

"No Dewey!" Sidney cried, unable to do anything from her position but watch.

Crying out at the sudden burst of pain in his arm, Dewey drops the gun and steps away, but Charlie swings again and gets Dewey in the back of the right knee making him go down on that knee.

Wasting no time, Charlie hits Dewey one last time in the head and Dewey falls onto his stomach, slumped over and knocked out. "I expected more," Charlie looks a little irritated. He expected more protection to be done for the two and more guards on him, taking them out had been easy in his mind.

"Dewey? Sidney?" Gale's voice could be heard from the hallway, Charlie took Dewey's gun that he had dropped and moved to the side so she wouldn't see him right away when she came in.

Walking in, Gale spots Jill lying on the floor unconscious, "Jill…" Gale looks up to see Sidney handcuffed to the bed, "Sid." Her eyes travel over to see her husband knocked out, slumped uncomfortably she would guess on the floor and finally Charlie holding the gun on her.

Raising her hands up, "this is more of a party than I wanted for this evening… but nevertheless, I'll make do… keep your hands up and walk over there. Now," Charlie instructed, directing her to move to the corner, far enough away from him so that if she were to get a chance on him, he would have enough time to react.

He walks out to get himself between Gale and Sidney, grinning to himself, "first Jill… then Sidney and your husband and now you… quite the lucky bunch."

"Lucky? And how long do you think you'll be running from the cops before they catch and kill you for your crimes?" Gale asked and Charlie shrugged a bit.

Sidney looked down at Jill to see her stirring, crouching low and reaching out she touches Jill's right leg, the gun she had taken from Charlie just inches from Jill's hands. "Jill… wake up," Sidney whispered.

"We'll see… I know how the cops think so I think I'll be able to outsmart them for a little while," Charlie responded, oblivious to Sidney trying to wake up Jill.

"Really?" Gale asked and gave him the look of 'are you stupid?' and his grin began to falter. "If you're going by how movies represent the police then you don't know how they think and you will be caught for thinking like a cocky know it all horror movie buff. I wouldn't even give you a day!"

Using Gale's slightly raised voice to mask her own of trying to wake Jill up, she rubs Jill's lower right leg some more, "wake up Jill, come on," Sidney whispered a little louder when Gale got louder.

Charlie took two steps towards her, tightening his grip on the gun and staring her in the eye, "you always did have a sharp tongue, but trouble is from what I have heard. It has never helped you… you put on this tough chick act, pushing people around, and from what I heard in a Q and A just after Cotton's death. 'Stop at nothing to get the story, the facts and the fame' and someone had asked you… was it worth it and you never got a chance to answer, so…" Charlie drawled on.

His eyes dark, piercing as he watches for reactions from Gale, and while talking Sidney successfully got Jill to wake up. Sitting up, head pounding, palms on the floor as she works on steadying her focus, lying on the floor and hearing Charlie. Her eyes go over the floor and find the gun she'd grabbed from Charlie, she reaches over and grabs it while moving her legs into a crouched position.

"Was it worth it?" Charlie almost snarled at Gale, not moving her eyes away from him, but able to see Jill slowly rise up and draw the gun.

Her hands lowering ever so slightly, "that answer will be in my own book once it is written and published," Gale said in a matter of fact tone.

Charlie cocked his head as Jill stood up fully just behind him, he opened his mouth to make one more smart mouth comment. "Drop the gun or I will make you drop," Jill cocked the handgun for him to hear that she meant business.

Smiling to himself, Charlie glances over his shoulder, "would you like to know who killed your mother… who killed Olivia and who slashed your arm?"

Jill set her eyes on his back, "all I need to know is that whoever killed them and hurt me don't hurt anyone else and get what they deserve. Now," she rests her index finger on the trigger, "drop the gun or I will make you drop, I will not tell you again."

Charlie rolls his eyes, "very well," he said dryly, Gale watching him closely and not trusting him.

"Jill!" Gale shouted and just as she did, Charlie dropped and spun around with his gun. Seeing him drop and begin to turn, his gun making its way around to shoot her, two bangs go off and Sidney flinched.

Did she get him? Is Jill okay? Sidney wondered as she tried to see around her little cousin as Dewey groaned, slowly coming around after hearing the gunshots.

Sidney moves around as far as she can to her right to see and hear the barrel of Charlie's gun hit the floor, he looks stunned while Gale hurries around him to stand on Jill's left. She finally sees it, two red dots begin to form in Charlie's chest as he lets go of the gun and rolls onto his back.

Gale puts her hand onto Jill's hands, "it's okay Jill… you got him… it's over," she said to her gently, she looked up at Gale and then down at the gun before lowering her arms.

"Freeze!" Dept Hicks ordered as she stepped into the room, gun at the ready to see Gale taking the gun from Jill, Dewey sitting up slowly. "What happened in here?" Hicks asked as she went to her belt to pull out the keys for the handcuffs.

"Jill came to visit me, Charlie attacked and knocked her out… made me handcuff myself to the bed. Dewey got knocked out, then Gale came in and distracted him while I woke up Jill as she managed to get Charlie's first gun off of him," Sidney quickly summarized.

Dept Hicks walked over to Sidney and unlocked her handcuffs, "I went to check up on Charlie in his room and found the officers in there subdued, I knew he must have come looking for one of the girls."

Putting her hand onto Jill's upper back, Gale looks at her concerned, "are you okay?" and sees the blood on the side of Jill's head. That will give you an incredible headache soon enough she thought.

Sidney got up as Dewey got to his feet slowly, cringing, "what a night," he muttered while Sidney went over to Jill's right, clutching at her abdomen.

"I… I think so," Jill said as Sidney came to her other side and gave Gale the nod for her to go and see how Dewey is.

Dept Hicks went over to Charlie's body to check on his pulse and found none, grabbing her walkie-talkie, "the surviving suspect is down, I need officers to come to Sidney Prescott's room, and medical attention is needed for three."

Jill's eye son Charlie's body, Sidney gently holds the left side of Jill's face, "Jill?" Sidney said, she knew she couldn't ask 'what's on your mind?' or 'what is it?' as neither really fit in her mind. She just shot down one of the killers responsible for her losing four classmates, her mother, my agent and who tried to kill the both of us twice.

Pulling her eyes away from Charlie, Jill sees the worry in Sidney's eyes and notices for the first time that her hand is warm on her face. Comforting in the moment, "I killed him," Jill suddenly looked surprised at his death, relieved that he is gone and shocked that she had done it.

Nodding slowly, "if you didn't kill him, he would have killed you," Sidney said and Jill glances at his body as officers came into the room and nurses with doctors.

It was him who cut me… Charlie who killed Olivia…he can't kill or hurt anyone else now looking at Sidney, "it's over," Jill said and saying the words helped to make it real.

The End

Thank you for reading! Please tell me your thoughts, when most of it was done I changed the fight scene a bit in my mind and decided I liked version two better. I didn't want to post this till after the whole story was done ^_^

Started: Wednesday June. 29, 2011 at 11:32 p.m.

Finished: Monday July. 4, 2011 at 11:03 a.m.

SLITH