Chapter Eleven; Memories

Alright just to let you all know this is the last chapter. If you enjoyed the story please review, and even if you didn't review anyway because I REALLY want to know these things. The next story Chucky and Tiffany will NOT be posted until I've heard that enough people liked this story and want me to continue. So your feedback is now more important than ever. Alright that's all I'm going to say and enjoy the last part of the story. – Chucky

"Where's he going?" Mary asked. "I can't tell you." James answered. "Why not?" she inquired. "Because I promised him that I wouldn't." he told her. "And he's only trying to protect you." He added. "I don't care! He didn't leave me, and I'm not going to leave him either. He's my friend." She said before she ran away. "Mary wait! Come back!" he cried but he knew that she wasn't going to listen to him. "MARY!" he shouted on the top of his lungs.

"Chucky I'm coming! Where are you!?" she cried looking around as the alarm continued to sound behind her and a bunch of other people pushed past her. That's when suddenly a skinny ginger haired man with bright blue eyes picked her up by her collar. He gave an evil little chuckle as he sneered down at her. "Hey father look what I found, Chucky's pretty little girlfriend." He said as a man who had resembled Chucky when he had been a human walked over to him. "Hey yeah you're right, you certainly are a pretty young lady." He said bending down to her level look at her.

"Let me go!" she cried. "CHUCKY! HELP ME!" she shouted when suddenly Chucky stopped running and turned around to look back at them. "Mary!" he exclaimed inside a hushed gasp before rushing back to her. That's when suddenly Mary found the strength and courage grabbing ahold of Jack's hand and biting it with her two front baby teeth. "Ouch!" Jack yelled before dropping her to the ground. "The little brat bit me!" he shouted as Mary rolled over onto her front and breathing frantically quickly got to her feet and started to run away.

"Stop her! Don't let her get away!" Jack's father shouted before the two men started chasing after her. That's when suddenly Mary accidentally bumped into Chucky and ran straight into his chest. "Chucky help me!" she cried as he looked down at her and hugged her tightly. "Don't worry kid, I've got your back." He told her before breaking the embrace and pushing her aside. Chucky stepped in front of her and withdrew his knife out of his top pocket lowering his head and glaring hotly at his father and brother.

"Stay away from her." He growled. "Well, well, well, if it isn't chunky butt!" Jack snapped. "Long time no see brother." He said mockingly with a grin. "I am NOT your brother." Chucky told him angrily with a shake of his head. "What are you doing here anyway?" he asked him. "That's simple, I'm going to do to you what you did to me. Now you'll know what it feels like to have everything you've ever loved gone." Jack said. "I don't know how you found me here, or what the fuck you're talking about, but if you lay one finger on her, you'll wind up dead with that finger missing from your coffin." Chucky said.

"You can't be serious." Jack said. "As a heart attack!" Chucky told him strongly. "You're actually willing to risk your own life just to save a worthless little girl like her?" Jack questioned. "She isn't worthless, she's my friend. If you want to see what worthless is all you have got to do is look in the mirror." Chucky told him with a chuckle. "That's it I've had enough of this shit!" Jack cried as he grabbed ahold of Mary and held her at gun point. "I've got an idea, why I don't I just blow her fuckin brains out right here so she can rejoin her father in Hell?" she suggested.

"NO!" Chucky yelled. "Give me the girl and I'll let you live." Chucky muttered under his breath with an angry growl. "I beg your pardon? Mind speaking up so I can hear you better?" Jack asked him. "I SAID GIVE ME THE GIRL AND I'LL LET YOU LIVE!" Chucky shouted on the top of his lungs as he held his knife out over his head. "IS THAT BETTER!?" he yelled. "Hmm, that's strange isn't it? That's exactly what you told Mary's grandmother before you killed her father." Jack said.

"GIVE HER TO ME YOU ROTTEN BASTARD!" Chucky yelled when suddenly Mary kicked Jack inside the shins breaking free and running away faster than she ever had in her life. "RUN MARY RUN!" Chucky shouted. "I'll get the kid you take care of this asshole." His father said looking over at Jack before he gripped his brother by the throat and slammed him against the wall. Chucky started to choke quickly realizing that he was running out of air supply and not having enough strength to fight him off.

"You had it all Chucky, a life of hatred and solitude and you threw it all away for love. And I thought you knew better than that. Oh well, I hope she was worth dying for. And don't worry, if it's any recollection you'll both be reunited again soon." He said. "Goodbye Chucky, I'll see you in Hell." Jack said gripping his throat tighter. For a moment, Chucky really thought that he was going to die until he looked at the scenery behind them. "Hm." Chucky began with a smirk. "Goodbye Jack." He told him when suddenly James fired a shotgun above his head.

Jack quickly spun around in surprise and dropped him. "Keep your hands up where I can see them!" A police officer cried as Jack reluctantly rolled his eyes and raised his hands up above his head. "Chucky are you alright?" James asked him. "Yeah, thanks I'm fine. But Mary might not be." Chucky said as he picked his knife up off the ground and quickly got to his feet. "It's time to end this now." He said before running away and up the stairs.

As soon as he came to the top, he found that he was on the roof. "Well hello there son, looking for something?" his father question. "Where's Mary?" Chucky demanded. "Oh do you mean this little girl?" his father asked as he turned around and grabbed her lifting her up into the air. "Chucky help me!" Mary cried. "Let her go." Chucky told him. "And why should I?" his father asked him. "Because I'm the one you want and it isn't right to punish her and get her involved in something that isn't her fault and has nothing to do with her." He explained.

"I mean it was your own bloody fault that I was born! You're the one who raped my mother and when she got pregnant you blamed everybody but yourself and innocent people got hurt." Chucky explained. "So why do you care all of a sudden? As far as I recall you've been hurting and killing innocent people all of your life." His father pointed out. "Yeah, well, I made a mistake. And that is something I'm never going to do again. From now on I'm going to only hurt and kill the people that deserve it, and protect the people I care about. So I'm telling you again,.." he began as he held out his knife at him.

"Put. The Girl. Down." He said slowly. "Oh I'll put her down alright." His father said as he turned back around and tossed her off the edge of the building. "NO!" Chucky shouted as Mary screamed and grabbed onto the edge with her fingers. That's when suddenly Chucky felt different, for the first time in his life he didn't feel scared or threatened by the man and lunged at him through the air grabbing ahold of his neck and choking him to death before puncturing his throat with his blade. Blood squirted out of his throat as he tried to fight him off, but it was too late. He took one last breath and collapsed to the ground dead.

Chucky removed his blade from his throat that was now covered with blood along with the front of his face. "Sucker,.." he said when suddenly he heard Mary scream again. He quickly gasped and ran over to the edge. "Chucky I'm scared, I don't want to die!" she cried. "Trust me kid you're not going to die, just give me your hand and I'll pull you back up." He told her as he bent down and reached out his hand. "Are you sure?" she asked him. "Yes. I promise." He answered as she reached up her left hand and placed it right inside his. With a great heave, Chucky pulled her back over the edge to safety.

Then they quickly embraced. "Oh my God kid, you scared the shit out of me." He told her hugging her tightly. "Why did you do that?" she asked him as she broke out of the embrace. "What? Kill my father?" he asked her. "No, I mean yeah but why weren't you afraid of someone who was so mean to you? I mean don't you realize he could have killed you?" she asked him. "Yeah, I did. But you see courage just means that you're brave enough to face your fears because there is something or someone more important than it." He said as he smiled warmly at her and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I love you Chucky." Mary said as she hugged him again. "I love you too kid." He said as he wrapped his arms around her tighter and smiled down at her. When they had made it back downstairs, the police officers told them that they would drive them all back home. Chucky got arrested at first for killing is father until he was able to prove that he only killed him to protect Mary and soon got released. Mary's mother had never been happier and more relieved to have her back home safe and sound.

Kristen and James even helped Chucky make good on his promise to fix the tree fort, and every day Chucky and Mary would play together. Their favorite game was hide and go seek, and they also loved to wrestle with each other, tumbling and rolling down the hill by the apple tree at the park. They loved to have picnics there, and one day they even brought some birdseed with them to feed the birds. Mary giggled as she sprinkled some birdseed inside the palm of Chucky's hand and watched as a robin flew through the air and landed in the center of it. A slow grin formed on Chucky's face as he watched the bird eat out of his hand.

Then one morning Chucky woke up to find out that he was all alone. "Mary?" he questioned as he sat up and started looking around for her. That's when suddenly he turned to look over his shoulder and found a note that she had written on top of the nightstand. Chucky picked it up and started to read it silently to himself.

Dear Chucky,

Meet me at the tree fort, I have something to show you.

Love, Mary

Chucky smiled to himself before he got up, got dressed and had breakfast. Mary was waiting for him outside the tree fort. "Hey kid," he began with a grin and a tight hug before planting a kiss on the top of her head. "What's up?" he asked her. "I made this for you." She said as she dug inside her pocket and revealed a silver chain with a sparkly gigantic C at the bottom of it. "No fuckin way, you made this? You can't be serious." He said. "As a heart attack." She said brightly. "Since you're a part of the family now I figured you would like it. And of course you know C stands for Chucky." She explained. "Do you like it?" she asked him.

"Are you kidding? I love it! It's fucking awesome!" he cried as he took the necklace away from her and placed it around his neck. "I always wanted some bling." He said with a grin. "Thanks kid." He said softly smiling warmly at her. "You're welcome." She told him. "So, was that the big surprise?" he asked her. "Not quite! Come on, it's up in the treehouse I'll race ya!" she cried. "Alright on your mark get set go!" Chucky yelled quickly as the two of the raced to their special fort.

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Tiffany heaved a huge sigh of depression and dissatisfaction as she shut the book. She had been reading this story for weeks, heck maybe even months, and now she would never know how the story ended. Of course Chucky could read her expression as he came through the door. "Let me guess, you finished the book right?" he asked her. "Why didn't you write about what Mary showed you inside the treehouse?" she questioned. "Well that's simple, I thought I'd show you instead." He told her. "Follow me." He said as she set Chucky's journal down on the couch and ran out the door after him.

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Chucky drove up the curb and parked the car. "What are we doing at the cemetery?" Tiffany asked him. "I'll show ya." He said as he turned off the engine and got a big cardboard box out of the backseat. "This is what Mary showed me, and I promised Andy last time I came to visit him that I would finally give it back to him." He explained as he carried it inside the gate and dropped it down at his feet when he made it in front of Andy's grave.

Tiffany watched in amazement as he started removing some items from the box. Some of which included Andy's black war cap, his uniform, medals, and a picture with him and his wife holding Mary as a baby. Chucky laid his uniform and medals around the grave, and placed the picture next to his gravestone. He then heaved a heavy sigh and placed his cap on top of the stone. "I'm sorry Andy, for everything." He said sadly hanging his head when suddenly a gentle breeze started to blow the cap over towards the tree. Chucky gave a loud gasp but before he could turn to chase it, Andy's spirit caught it within the palm of his hand.

"I forgive you Chucky, after all, you were the one taking care of my little girl." He said smiling proudly at him. "Actually no, with all due respect, I think she was the one taking care of me." Chucky said with a grin as Andy stepped aside to show that Chucky's grandfather's spirit had been with him all along. "Grandpa?" Chucky questioned before he watched them disappear before his eyes.

Well, that's it for this story. You got an extra-long chapter since it was the last one. I hope you enjoyed it and please leave your questions and or comments in the comment section below. Remember, I won't continue on with my next story if there aren't enough readers out there who like it. So what do you think? Should I continue?