Sanctuary

Author: YolandaFriella

Okay, so I don't even want to share with you wonderful people how busy I have been. School is a killer! And to top it all off, you know all that high school drama stuff is going on, although I'm usually never involved since I tend to simply stay out of it ;p Anyway, I'm back! And with a new chapter as well ^-^

But I just wanna thank someone for really getting me off my tush (hehe that's a funny word)! A big great thanks to JamesSaysHi! Thank you sooo much! YOUR the bomb :) I really hope you like this chapter, hopefully it doesn't seem rushed (;p).

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Amber. Wish I owned Michael, but eh, can't have everything ;)

Amber sat next to Toby for a good minute or two. For some unexplainable reason, she felt like she…she should stay.

And then she remembered who was standing behind her. Slowly—ever so slowly—she turned to look over her shoulder, her eyes meeting Michael Myer's sinister ones underneath the mask.

"You," She whispered calmly. "What do you want?"

Sure she felt thankful he saved her while she was asleep. But that sure didn't make up for what he did before all this.

He never answered. Of course he didn't. Amber knew he still hasn't said a single word ever since he escaped from that dreaded asylum.

Amber glanced back down at Toby, seeing the bloody mess before her. "Now is a perfect time to leave, don't you?"

She waited to hear him walk away. To leave her behind. Just like he did that one Halloween while she was on the floor, completely and utterly helpless. Yet this time, she heard nothing but his steady breathing.

Tears pooled in her eyes again. Oh how she wished her emotions would just get under control. Why couldn't she stay calm like Michael can?

"You really," She said through gritted teeth, her hands trembling. It was hard to talk now. Anger was mixed with grief; never has Amber felt so unstable. "Michael, you really shouldn't be here. I was perfectly fine without you. And in you walk, waltzing into my house when you choose is the right time, and think I should be happy? Well I'll tell you what, sir, I'm everything but happy. Do you know how many nights I stayed up, waiting for you? Thinking that you were going to magically return and take me back by your side? Huh? Do you? No you don't. You don't know anything!" Amber squeezed her eyes shut, a tear escalading down her cheek. She took a few deep breathes before speaking. "It takes a lot for me to just give myself away. And I can't believe how utterly stupid and hasty I was before! How I just gave myself to you like I was nothing! I'll bet you had no idea what I went through…how much pain I was in."

Hesitantly, Amber stood over Toby's body and faced Michael. She let his eyes roam over her reddened face—her blazing cheeks, puffy eyes, heartbroken stare, and trembling lips.

"And if you think you can come back here to use me again, let me tell you just how wrong you are." Amber hissed in a whisper, trying to sound menacing.

Michael's shoulders seemed to slump at that. And Amber had absolutely no time before she was suddenly pressed back into the wall, Michael's masked face only inches from her own. She couldn't help but gasp when his hands dug into her shoulders, keeping her securely pinned to the pine behind her.

She closed her eyes. His gaze was too disturbing at the moment.

Something pressed against her face. Amber flinched back and opened her eyes.

A candy cane?

Michael held a candy cane oh-so delicately in his hand, holding it to Amber as if offering it to her. Amber's heart squeezed.

She was sitting against the tree in her front yard.

When Michael approached her, he was prepared for her to run inside or yell at him. However, he sure wasn't prepared for when she held something out for him.

A candy cane?

"Amber," Michael choked out, panting since he ran the whole way here. She watched him curiously. "Are you okay?"

"What do you mean?" She asked innocently. "I'm fine, Michael. Here, have a candy cane."

Michael took, knowing fully well that it would shut her up. He sat next to her, studying her body (not in the gross way, perverts ;p) for any bruises or cuts. "Did they… Hurt you?"

She shrugged. "I was their punching bag. They had problems. I'm willing to help them, really. It's no big deal. It's just," She lifted her shirt so her torso (except her bra, just her stomach) was evident. Michael's breathe halted. A huge bruise was there, a boot print, and several, smaller other ones followed. He dropped the candy cane. Didn't that hurt her? At all? "I have a few scrapes. I feel bad for Boyd."

"Why? He hurt you!" Michael told her frantically, shaking his head. "How could you even say that?"

She held up her hand, silencing him. Michael strained to stay silent, but soon enough, he was calmed down. She smiled. "It's always easier to forgive than to hate."

Michael stiffened and leaned against the tree, just staring at her. She sighed and put her shirt back into place, turning back to her candy cane to lick it happily. Soon enough, he heard that familiar, heartrending tune that he grew to adore.

Even though she forgave them, Michael knew he couldn't.

He wasn't strong enough.

AMBER POV

I felt like I needed to pinch myself. Was this really happening? This had to be a dream. No way would Michael return, along with a candy cane, and pin me to a wall.

And then I looked back up in that mask, seeing those familiar eyes that I saw in my childhood. And I was hooked.

Compelled beyond words, my hands—on their own accord—slid his mask up past his chin, revealing his lips. I knew he was going to flinch, so I grabbed a handful of his mechanics uniform and shoved him towards me with as much strength I could muster and kissed him.

Maybe I'm too forgiving. I didn't care. I didn't care any longer how he left me back then. That was the past; this is the present. Plus, he did come back for me. That had to mean something.

His entire body went rock stiff when our lips met. Once again, I could care less. I pressed fully against him, putting all my hidden emotions into that fiery passion of affection. I savored the moment the best I could, because I knew what was going to happen.

Stars exploded in my vision as Michael threw me frantically back to the wall, and I hit my head violently in the process. Crumbling to the floor weakly, I took a few deep breathes before looking back up. I was expecting to see Michael furious, just like the first time I hugged him when he was Michael Myers.

But this time, he wasn't angry. Or mad. His head was tilted to the right, and he was peering down at me in a way I've never seen him do.

It was so…

"Michael," I hissed, feeling something twist inside my stomach. I nearly jumped up to kiss him again, tip-toeing to reach his height. My hands felt his lean jaw, and then went south to feel his pulsing neck.

But this time, he didn't push me away. Shockingly, I felt his arms stiffly touch my hips, as if he was unsure. I kissed him harder, reaching down to grab his hands, interlacing our fingers in a union.

I kissed him like that. Holding his hands, pressing against him. It was so nice.

And I could've nearly fainted when I felt his lips responding.

Is he kissing me back?

Happier than ever, I began kissing him down his neck. His mask fell back into place. I didn't mind. I didn't have to see his face to know just how—

"Ah!" I heard myself squeak in pure surprise when I felt him grab my butt. My cheeks blazed as I looked up at him.

Both of his hands grabbed my butt, and suddenly, he picked me up and wrapped both of my legs around his waist. I grabbed a tight hold on his shoulders, my eyes wide, and then felt what he wanted me to feel.

The bulge in his pants.

I flinched back, crumbling from his arms in the process, as if I was electrified. Michael seemed confused at my horror, and he backed up as well, although without my hysterical movements.

"L-let's slow down here." I stammered, feeling my heart racing. "I mean, let's not get out of hand."

Michael only breathed in response, although I can see his breaths were coming out in rough pants.

"I…really don't want to make any mistakes right now." I lowered my head, bits of my hair falling into my face from the elevation. I heard Michael's footsteps begin, and he was standing right in front of me.

I slowly looked up. He looked down at me.

We both thought the same thing. At the exact same time, we hugged. Just hugged. No frantic kisses, frenzied touching. None of that. Just a simple hug.

Yet it meant more than anything.

Ten minutes later, after simply sitting in a comfortable silence (and eating the candy cane), I watched Michael rummage in a pocket where his pant leg was. I lifted an eyebrow, wondering what he was looking for. A knife?

"Michael?" I questioned, but he easily ignored me. I frowned and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall.

While Michael looked in his pocket, I glanced over at Toby. I imagined him coming back to life; almost like he did the first time I tried to kill him. Biting my lip, I almost regretted killing him.

Life was too complicated right now.

"For once," I breathed, "I actually…"

I looked up when Michael tossed something at me. Some kind of clothing dropped on my head, and I had to untangle myself out of it. I unfolded it and held it out before me.

A mechanics uniform.

"Let me guess," I murmured, not quite understanding what he meant, "you want me to wash this for you."

Michael only shook his head, standing his ground a few feet away from me. I knew what he was doing, he was trying to gain control again.

"Then what..." I trailed off, noticing how the uniform had a more feminine look to it. Around the waist it was slimmer, the arms were less baggy. Unsure I finally understood Michael's idea, I looked up. "Is this...mine?"

He nodded.

I looked back down at the uniform. It looked exactly like his, except it was obviously meant for me. I held onto the material like it was my babe, my entire world spinning with pure happiness.

He did come back for me! He wants me! I mean, he brought me my own outfit and everything. And we match!

I exploded into a fit of giggles, hugging the outfit to myself tightly. This just couldn't be happening...it couldn't.

"Wait a minute..." I glanced up at Michael, noticing his pale mask. The smile was wiped from my face. "Um, did you bring me a-"

Michael tossed me something white, and I nearly flinched to catch it. Desperate, I held it up and that smile returned. A white mask, although with longer, dark, controlled hair, was staring back at me. Its cheeks were more round, but it still was very similar to the mask Michael had. I could've kissed it, I was so happy!

"Holy Crackerbarrel," I breathed, running my fingers over the plastic material. "This is...way better than Christmas."

I jumped to a standing, and nearly jumped Michael out of pure joy. He immediately pushed me away, out of instinct, but I only held onto him tighter, burying my head into the fabric of his uniform.

This is right...we're right. Together. Forever.

We're complete.

I finally let Michael breathe, unwrapping myself from him, and ran from the room to change. The outfit fit me perfectly (shockingly) and the mask hid my long hair, seeing how it extended to my neck like Michael's. I hurried back into the room, seeing Michael standing in the exact same spot as before. He looked me over, showing absolutely no emotion, but even I knew he was proud of himself.

He had someone.

"You two are disgusting," A voice, full of hatred and anger, sounded from the door. We both whirled around to see a figure cloaked in black, a hood shadowing their facial features. "I just wanna...kill you!"

And then they came at us.

A/N: Dun dun DUN! Who is the person? And why do they want to kill Michael and Amber, other then the fact that they're crazy killers? Hehe the world may never know! Well, you might if you stay tuned for the next chapter ;p which will come out sometime this weekend :D Also, I was seriously considering putting a lemon in this chapter, but as you can see, I stopped it. LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT ONE OR NOT IN THIS STORY! PLEASE!

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I shall update as soon as possible!

~YolandaFriella