NOTES: DON'T GIVE ME ALL THE CREDIT! This story is made by me AND Kira Duvane. So give her some credit too!

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Prom night was never supposed to be like this. Pam just found out she was three months pregnant, and she was just starting to show.

No way I'd be able to fit into this dress now! Pam thought, staring at the hot pink leopard print Betsy Johnson prom dress.

She knew who the father was too, it was the jerk Elias Voorhees.

But Pam knew if her mom found out, she would disown her, so Pam squeezed into the dress that cost her $500.00, did her hair and put on her high heels that matched the dress.

She was thinking of what to name the baby. If it was a boy Pam would name him Jason, if it was a girl, Pam would name her Casey.

But Pam knew she had to enjoy Prom tonight, because it would be the last time she will have fun for a while, and her mom would think somethings up if she doesn't go.

But Elias was her date. She was gonna make Elias marry her, because she was carring his child.

AT THE PROM

"Hey Elias, I have something to tell ya." Pam said.

"What cutie?" Elias said. Elias was stereotypical white trash.

"I'm pregnant, with your child Elias." Pam said, rubbing the small bump on her belly.

"WHAT?" Elias yelled, causing all the attention to go there way.

"Yup. So marry me if you know what's right!" Pam said, but Elias was gone.

Pam ran home and just cried.

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"Amanda Krueger?" The doctor asked quietly trying not to invade the girl's quiet prayers.
She clutched the rosary beads tightly in her hands.
She didn't look up, or open her eyes. Her mouth formed syllables only known to her.
"Ms. Krueger?!" The doctor was growing impatient.
The girl snapped from her prayers.
"Yes Dr. Stevein?"
Dr. Stevein smiled.
"Amanda," He motioned toward a clipboard with various charts and graphs on it, " it seems that you are going to have a baby boy, and by the way the charts are looking, he'll be very healthy. Nothing looks abnormal, but you'll have to come back every month just to keep tabs on things. Things look great though."
Dr. Stevein smiled again.
His grey eyes were watery and bright as he lead Amanda back to the waiting room.
"Please take a seat while your waiting for your ultra-sound."
Amanda sat mechanically on his command.
"Screw becoming a devoted sister to God and his righteous ways..." Amanda muttered shocking herself.
She figured God would excuse her for that statement since she'd been...
Amanda shuddered thinking about the night it occurred.
Anytime she thought about the word 'rape' she burst into tears explosively.
She hadn't been herself since that night four months ago in the psychiatric ward at Westin Hills.
She repressed hot tears.
"Erich."
Amanda found herself losing control again.
Images flooded her brain driving all other thoughts away.
The facts were the facts.
She was pregnant with Erich's baby.
"Why'd you do this to me Erich?" Amanda sobbed angrily, biting her lip as the memory of the way she had felt for Erich tugged at her heart strings forcing her to choke and sob.
"Hey, it can't be that bad...What's wrong?" Someone asked patting Amanda on the back soothing her.
Amanda sat up straight looking to her left.
Another girl sat there staring at her.
"I'm Pam. And you are?"
"Amanda the tainted one." Amanda murmured.
Pam looked over at Amanda.
Pam had light ash blond hair parted at the side, tanned skin, and a HUGE friendly smile on her face, which was full of concern at the moment.
Amanda liked this girl immediately.
"Why do you say that?" Pam asked puzzled by Amanda's attitude toward herself.
"I was a nun until four months ago when I was...was...was..." She couldn't finish.
Amanda quickly composed herself.
"Raped." She whispered.
Pam looked her over, eyes wide with astonishment and pain.
"I understand....I'm so sorry Amanda!"
Pam hugged Amanda crying.
Soon Amanda broke down too.
They hugged one another and just let go.
Amanda sat up straight first.
"You wanna be friends? I mean we could hang out and talk about things if you wanted..."
A thoughtful expression played over Pam's features...
'Child like innocence.' Amanda thought.
"I'd like that Amanda." Pam said quietly.
"How about next time I see you here we make plans?"
"Fine by me." Pam said, just as the orderlies came to cart the girls off for ultra-sounds.

Amanda watched as her unborn baby filled the screen.
It thrilled her.
'Oh Erich...Why? Why'd you ruin it?' Amanda though.
"What are you going to name him?" The technician on her right asked conversationally.
"Frederick Charles Krueger."
The technician laughed.
"Is that name absolute?"
"Yes. He's going to be a good, god-fearing boy. I'll raise him right!"
The tech. and Amanda chatted endlessly.
'This'll show you Erich...I'm not a slutty bitch...I'm a Mother-to-be. And a good one at that...I swear it!'
Amanda smiled to herself.
She was going to met her new friend Pam in an hour.

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Pam was glad she made a friend. Her mom kicked her out, and now she was living at one of those $45.00 a week motels in the "entertainment" part of town.

She was now 6 months pregnant with the baby, who was a little boy.

Pam hoped she didn't look like his father too much.

Pam knew she had to find a suitable living place, and suitable part of town to raise Jason in.

She already bought the cute little blue footie pajamas from Kmart for him. And she already picked up a fluffy teddy bear and an assortment of bottles.

Pam knew she had to get out of here fast, the "entertainment" district in Springwood was very sleazy, so she packed all her belongings and headed to a small lake town, Crystal Lake.

There she could raise her son in peace, and he could go swimming any time he pleased.

But she decided to pick Amanda up first and just have a girls day out, go out for lunch, shop for the baby boys they were expecting.

Amanda sat in the car next to Pam anxiously.
"Any questions?" Amanda asked, glancing over Pam's way.
Pam caught the look of passive calm wash over Amanda's facial features.
"What do you mean?"
Her tone was guarded.
Amanda sighed deeply, "I mean about how a nun ends up pregnant...Just ask...I know you want to."
Pam kept her eyes glued to the road.

Pam thought it would be rude to ask any questions. So she kept her mouth shut.

"So, how many months along are you?" Pam asked instead.

"Six." Amanda said.

"Me too!" Pam said.

Amanda looked at Pam incredulously.
"No, seriously, we're friends...ask what you want. Anything."
Pam remained quiet for a few minutes thinking.
"Pam I'm okay with it, seriously, it's fine...I need to talk about Frederick and...Erich..."
Would Pam ask?

"Okay, than what exactly happened? And why you of all people? I could understand silly little crazy me to get knocked up, but you!
"Well, I was working at Westin Hills, then it, happened." Amanda said.

Pam just let Amanda talk.

"Well, I was helping the staff with the criminally insane patients when I met Erich...Guess what happened next Pam...I fell in love with him...and he did this to me..."
Amanda went quiet again.
Pam concentrated on the road before asking.
"Tell me about Frederick. Why the name Frederick?"
Amanda sat still.
"It's just a name that I like."
Pam giggled.
"It's gonna get the kid beat up at school you know."
Amanda just stared ahead remembering...Frederick...Because that was Eri...
She stopped thinking completely as she and Pam pulled up in front of a tiny store.
Westin Hills was really close.
Amanda could sneak over and get word to..
'Stop thinking about him.' She commanded herself gently.
Today is Frederick's day.
Enjoy your friend's company.

Pam ran into the convenience store and got some Pepsi and some cash from the ATM.

When she came out she decided to tell Amanda that she was leaving Springwood, as if she didn't already know. She had all her possessions in the back of her car, so it sorta gave it away.

"Do you think I'll be a good mother?" Amanda asked.

"Yes!" Pam said.

"I- I just don't think I could do it." Amanda added.

"Look, the doctor said everything would be fine with your baby. I wish that was the same for me."

"What do ya mean Pam?" Amanda asked.

"The doctor said something was wrong with my baby." Pam said, looking scared.

"What is it Pam?" Amanda asked, curious.

"Pam? Why are you so pale?" Amanda asked shaking.
Pam said nothing.
"Pam? What's wrong with your baby? Is it serious?"
Still no answer.
Pam just put her head in her hands.
"How did this happen?!"
Amanda was worried.
Perhaps Pam shouldn't leave Springwood right now.
"Pam, let's go to my house and talk..you can stay there awhile...Just please don't leave your the only friend I got!"

Amanda took the wheel, and drove to her place. She lived at a nice house, on Elm Street. The numbers read "1428" it was a beautiful house, Pam would only dream of living somewhere that nice.

Pam thought Red Roof Inn was pretty fancy, and we all know those are not fancy.

"Pam, you can tell me what's wrong with you baby. I'm sure it's not that bad." Amanda pressed.

"Okay, oh how do i put this?" Pam said, as they walked into Amanda's living room.

"Come on., it can't be that bad!" Amanda said, she really wanted to know what was wrong with Pam's baby.

"If you promise not to judge." Pam said.

"Look, God's the only one who is right to judge." Amanda said, smiling.

"Well the doctors think th-that my my b-baby is one of those water head babies!" Pam said, crying.

"It can't be that bad Pam." Amanda said.

"Well, yeah! The doctor said he's gonna be d-d-deformed, and uhh uhh retarded." Pam said, she was now crying her eyes out.

Amanda offered her a tissue.

"Please Pam, just stay here until the baby's at least two, that way you'll always have somewhere to go."
Pam shook her head.
"I don't know Amanda, it doesn't seem right...like I'm overstaying my welcome."
Amanda steered Pam toward the dining room serving a quick dinner.
"Now, Pam quit being so bull-headed...You know it would be best for your baby if you stayed closer to the hospital..."
"It's Jason."
Amanda smiled.
'Why Jason?"
Pam sipped a little more coffee and debated on weather to discuss it, or not.

"Well Jason was my dad's name. I loved my dad. You could say I was the daddy's girl." Pam said, tears coming to her eyes.

"Well when I was 11, my dad was shot, and died." Pam said, who was now in hysterics.

"How old are you anyway Pam?"

"Sixteen." Pam said.

"So your naming your little boy after your dad?"
"Yup, it's the least I could do, my dad taught me so much." Pam said.

"Aww, so are you staying here or not?" Amanda asked.

"I'll stay, it would be best for Jason, I could find a job, and uh, he can play with your boy!" Pam said.

THREE MONTHS LATER....

Amanda was the first to go into labor.

"Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh! It hurts to much!" Amanda Krueger gasped between contractions.
They were only a minute apart.
"WHY DIDN'T I TAKE THE DRUGS WHEN THEY OFFERED?!" Amanda wailed, as the nurses and Dr. Stevein carried out the rest of the delivery.
"Your doing great Amanda...Atta girl!"
And with a final push, the baby boy slipped out onto the bloody sheets.
He didn't make a noise.
The Doctor tried everything.
The baby was unresponsive.
The nurse picked him up and carried him to a table at the wall away from Amanda who was breaking down.
The Doctor was just apologizing for the third time when...
"OH GOD! HE'S PEEING ON ME!" Th enurse wailed indignantly.
If this was any indication of the future...
"Lord help me..." Amanda murmured before the Doctor brought the baby boy over to his mother so she might see him.
"Oh, Frederick? Are you okay precious?" Amanda cooed looking down at the blanket wrapped bundle lovingly.

"He's so beautiful!" Pam said to Amanda.

"I know."

"Can I call him Freddy?" Pam asked, looking down at the blond hair, blue eyed little boy.

"Sure!" Amanda said, "Would you like to hold him?"

Pam nodded, and held Freddy.

"Your a cutie, aren't you!" Pam said. Freddy just cooed.

"AHHHHH!" Pam screamed, her water broke.

"NURSE! PAM IS IN LABOUR!" Amanda yelled, taking Freddy back, and praying.

"Please dear god let Pam be okay...and little baby Jason...Isn't that right Freddy?"
Amanda whispered as Freddy took in the room.
He was peeing again.
"Freddy?! We do not pee on Mommy!"
Freddy smiled a toothless grin and Amanda relented.
"Don't do it again." She warned.
Pam was screaming bloody murder and then she was crying.
"Oh, god nooo....Please no....Jason?!"
Everything was quiet.
Amanda jumped out of her bed, ripping an IV out of her arm painfully.
Clutching Freddy around his middle she feebly made her way to Pam's room.
Pam was sitting on the bed crying quietly.
"Pam what's wrong? Where's Jason?" Amanda asked.
Pam's eyes were wild.
She continued to cry.
Amanda sat down on the edge of the bed and hugged Pam.
"It's alright..."
Pam whirled around angrily Jason in her arms.
"DOES THIS LOOK ALRIGHT TO YOU AMANDA?!"
"Dear god above..." Amanda muttered.
Baby Freddy began to giggle causing baby Jason to cry...

Pam was scared, her son, so small, so weak, he didn't look like he had a very good chance of surviving.

Jason's cry was so weak, so quiet.

Jason looked very sick.

"Mommy's here baby." Pam said, holding Jason close.

"He, he looks sick." Amanda said, looking at little Jason.

Jason was about half of Freddy's size, and Jason was completely bald, only hair on him was his eyelashes. Jason's eyes were ice blue, but the left one was all droopy, and the right one was in the correct place, but it was almost swollen shut. And his lips were all disfigured, and didn't seem to close properly. And his head was HUGE.

"Amanda, I'm so so concerned, I love him, but but I'm afraid." Pam said.

"It will be okay Pam. Jason seems to love his mommy." Amanda said.

Pam brightened immediately, coddling her infant son in an absolutely motherly fashion.
Pam still felt jealous of course.
After all Amanda got a a gorgeous, healthy, vibrant baby boy and Pam's son had been shafted out of life it's self basically.
"Would you like to hold Jason?" Pam asked Amanda, who was fussing over Frederick and his tangle of coppery-blond hair.
Amanda surrendered Freddy willingly enough, exchanging him for Jason.
He really was a frail little guy.
His breathing was shallow and low.
His face was totally deformed.
Amanda would never admit it, but he was a homely little fella.
Still she fussed endlessly over the infant, while Pam studied baby Freddy.
"Hey buddy!" Pam cooed at Freddy.
He gurgled back a response.
Pam hugged him close.
He giggled as he released his bladder.
Pam rolled her eyes jealously as they flickered over to her little Jason.
Amanda brought Jason back to his Mommy, picking Freddy up gingerly, hugging his chunky body.
Freddy decided he was hungry then.
As he suckled and spit up, Amanda remarked: "Your still a weak little boy aren't you? huh?"
Pam leaned back in the bed furiously.
How dare Amanda even think her child was weak compared to Jason?
He was a truly helpless child...besides the only thing weak about Freddy was his bladder.
"Pam, me and Freddy are gonna let you and Jason rest a while...talk to ya later."
Pam rolled over, admiring her little trooper, who was sleeping soundly.
"Jason, What am I gonna do with you?"
When she looked at Jason all she saw was Elias.

Jason was born on the stroke of midnight on Friday, June 13th 1983, where little Freddy was born at 10:30, Thursday June, 12th.
Pam looked at Jason, he had his father's eyes, but didn't look any thing else like his father or his mother. He was too deformed, and tiny.
Jason slept for all but 5 minutes.
His weak little cry startled Pam.
"What is it sweetie?" Pam cooed.
He was hungry, so Pam started to breast feed him, but Jason didn't comprehend how to feed.
"DOCTOR?" Pam screamed.
A nice woman doctor ran in.
"Yes?" The doctor asked.
"My baby can't feed off me, and and well he uh needs to eat!" Pam said, shaking.
"Okay, okay." The doctor said, taking out a syringe, putting it in some special formula, and feeding it to Jason.
Jason didn't eat much at all. But the doctors took him and ran tests.
The results were no shock to Pam. Hydrocephalus and mental retardation.
The doctors handed Jason back to Pam and said she could go home if she liked.

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Amanda and Freddy waited patiently at 1428.
Amanda made a welcome home dinner for Pam, and had bought more baby stuff for the boys she was sure would become fast friends.
A crunch of gravel in the driveway announced Pam's home coming.
Amanda stood still.
Was Jason okay?
Had he survived?
It was the moment of truth as the door slowly opened.
Freddy leaned forward and giggled giddily...
Pam was angry...
"What's wrong?" Amanda asked worriedly.

"THOSE DUMB DOCTORS! SAID JASON SHOULD ONLY LIVE TO 12 IF HE'S LUCKY!" Pam yelled, looking down at Jason who looked so lost in the tiny baby carrier.
"We'll feed him some milk and make him strong." Amanda said, also looking at Jason.
He looks so sick Amanda thought.
"Amanda,do you have syringes?" Pam asked.
"Yes, why?"
"Jason can't suck on a nipple, or a bottle. And he needs this medicated formula the doctor's gave me." Pam said, taking a small bottle of formula out or her purse.
"Poor baby." Amanda said, laying Freddy down on a white changing table.
She only hoped he didn't pee all over her.

Thank god Freddy didn't have to pee.
Amanda quickly changed him and sat him in the crib next to the couch.
"Pam some mail came for you today."
Amanda said pulling a manila envelope from a drawer in the kitchen.
Pam looked at the address.
It was from Elias.
"No..." Pam opened the envelope and scream as she saw the title:
Custody Rights
"This isn't happening!!!!" Pam yelled slinging the papers everywhere.
"What isn't?" Amanda asked bending over to pick them up.
She read them.
"Pam what are you gonna do?!" Amanda's voice was high and panicked.

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"I'M NOT LETTING HIM SEE MY BABY!" Pam yelled.
"We have to go to social services." Amanda said.
"WE NEED TO GET HIM IN THE SLAMMER!" Pam screamed, holding her small, fragile son close.
"Okay, you have any proof of abuse?"
"THIS SCAR!" Pam said, showing Amanda a scar on her neck.
"Okay, lets go to social services and order a file of protection." Amanda said, grabbing Freddy, putting him in a baby carrier and running into the car.

"Unless you have evidence of abuse beyond that scratch, I don't see why Elias Voorhees can't gain full custody of his son...People have told us some ugly stories about you....We have documented statements, plus you don't have a safe home to raise a child in." The social worker had said.
He added further insult to injury by saying: "Mr. Voorhees seems to be a nice, responsible adult."
Amanda lost it.
"SO CAN PAM DO ANYTHING TO PROTECT HERSELF AND JASON?!"
The man shooed them from the office.
Pam sat in the drivers seat fuming.
"HOW THE HELL CAN THEY SAY THAT?! THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!"
Amanda cradled Freddy in her arms.
"Pam?" She whispered.
"What?"
Amanda smiled.
"Take Elias to court over abuse and infant endangerment...he came to the house with a gun threatening Jason and Freddy's lives if you don't give Jason up..."
Pam nodded grimly.
"Day of legal procedures here we come." Amanda muttered as the two girls sped to the court house.

Pam was sitting on the couch at Amanda's house, watching G.I. Joe on TV, it made her sad, because when Pam was younger, her and her dad used to watch it together.
Then the doorbell rang.
It was Elias.
"GIMME MY BABY BOY!" He demanded.
"No." Pam said.
"Can I at least see him?"
"Sure."
"Are ya sure this is mine?" Elias said, looking at Jason.
"Naw, he's the Easter bunny's!" Pam shouted...

"Really?"
"NO YOU DRUNKEN IDIOT! HE'S YOURS!"
"What the hell, you aren't that ugly." Elias said to Pam.

"WHAT?!" Amanda screeched defensively.
"PAM'S A LADY...YOU DON'T SAY THINGS LIKE THAT TO HER!!!"
Elias smirked.
"No, she's a slutty whore...just ask around!"
Elias's insult stung Pam's pride.
"YOU JACKASS!" Pam screeched, picking up Jason and running to her bedroom.
Amanda slammed the door in his face.
"What did that mean?" Amanda wondered.
"Pam?" She called down the hallway.
The response, muffled sobs.

"I'm not like that. Not at all." Pam sobbed, handing Jason his teddy bear, witch was a little bigger than the small baby.
"What dose he mean, ask around?" Amanda asked.
"Well I had a lot of guys who liked me in high school. Elias drugged me up, and well uh you know, did me." Pam explained.
"So it wasn't your fault." Amanda said.
"No it wasnt! He slipped something in the soda he gave me!"
"Were taking him to court. Where's Freddy?" Amanda asked, feeling as if something went wrong.

Amanda raced out of the cramped bedroom that Pam had insisted on sharing with her infant son.
Her eyes met a vacant living room.
The boys who had been playing in the floor were gone; only their teddy bears remained.
Amanda didn't realize she was screaming until Pam joined her in the living room.
Pam was initially shocked.
"Elias?" Amanda whimpered, throwing a sideways glance toward Pam meaningfully.
Pam went numb.
"Elias." She agreed quietly.
There was a cooing from outside the screen door.
Amanda threw it wide open.
Freddy layed sprawled out on the steps with a piece of denim in his mouth and a little bit of blood on his lip.
Amanda shakily picked him up.
Freddy giggled pointing at Pam.
"Bitch!"
Pam looked horrified.
"Amanda, today is the court trial...and Elias has Jason!!!!"
Amanda shook her head.
"He wouldn't..."
"He's going to..."
Pam grabbed Amanda's sleeve.
"COME'ON! ELIAS HAS MY BABY BOY!!!"
The two teens sped toward the court house.
They had two minutes to make it there, or Jason would legally belong solely to Elias.
Pam was frantic.