Silence sprinkled down between you both like salt from a salt-shaker as you and him walked around the lake - Jason being content with simply holding your hand whereas you were just comfortable with the quiet atmosphere that Camp Crystal Lake had to offer. The lake was just as breathtakingly beautiful as it had always been; what with the way the sunlight peeked through the fluffy, cream-coloured clouds. Walking around the glittering and glimmering lake the way you were really did have a calming effect on your stress levels.

"The lake...it really is pretty..." You kindly complimented, giving his hand a light squeeze and shooting him a soft smile. "I can see it...I can see the reason why you want to protect it so much."

"Th-uh...an...k-uh...y-uh...ou..." Jason replied gratefully, whirling around to face you properly. Once you'd both stopped, he flung his arms around your waist and pulled you close; his firm upper body and warm embrace making you feel incredibly cherished. [A/N: "Thank you."]

"For what...?" You shyly wondered - a faint, scarlet blush spreading across your face like wildfire while you tried to contain your slight traces of embarrassment.

"F-uh...or-uh...b-uh...ein...g-uh...s-uh...oh...n-uh...ice..." The Crystal Lake Killer explained joyously, nuzzling into the top of your hair as he held you as close as he could possibly manage. [A/N: "For being so nice."]

"No...problem...?" Your uncertainty made your response sound like a question; so you placed the palms of your hands against his chest and tried to calm down your out-of-control heartbeat instead. "...Anytime."

"S-uh...oh...S-uh...oh...n-uh...ice...!" He chanted like a child would, deciding to twirl you around and around cutely. "S-uh...oh...S-uh...oh...n-uh...ice...!" [A/N: "So, so nice!" "So, so nice!"]

"Okay, okay, I get it." A tiny smile tugged at your lips once he'd spun you round a few times, the adorable action causing you to feel a little bit brighter than before. "Thank you."

"H-H-uh...ey-uh...(Y...Y/n)...?" Jason's voice became a mumble, the masked male growing sad all of a sudden. [A/N: "Hey (Y/n)...?"]

"Yeah...?" You timidly asked, not understanding the mood swing as he gripped your arms and darkened your blush. "What's the matter, Jason...?"

"... P-uh...lea...s-uh...e...d-uh...on-uh...t-uh...lea...v-uh...e..." He desperately begged, staring into your eyes with intense sorrow. "P-uh...lea...s-uh...e...! D-uh...on-uh...t-uh...lea...v-uh...e...m-uh...e...!" [A/N: "Please don't leave." "Please! Don't leave me!"]

"Please don't...leave you...?" You slowly clarified - to be completely sure - and he nodded, his puppy-dog eyes and distressed look forcing you to feel oddly guilty.

"I'm sorry, Jason..." You apologised awkwardly, "But I...I can't stay here in Camp Crystal Lake with you. I just...can't."

"N-uh...oh...t-uh...f-uh...air-uh...! N-uh...oh...t-uh...f-uh...air-uh...!" Jason shouted out angrily, stamping his foot and growing even more hurt. "St-uh...ay-uh...! St-uh...ay-uh...! P-uh...lea...s-uh...e...!" [A/N: "Not fair! Not fair!" "Stay! Stay! Please!"]

"Believe me, if I could I would!" You hurriedly lied, feeling worse when upset tears glistened at the edges of his eyes. "Oh no, please don't cry—"

"Y-uh...ou...j-uh...us...t-uh...li...k-uh...e...H-uh...an...n-uh...ib-uh...al-uh...ah...nd-uh...th-uh...e...oth-uh...er-uh...s-uh...m-uh...or-uh...e...!" Jason accused hysterically, clenching his fists and turning away from you at this point. [A/N: "You just like Hannibal and the others more!"]

"Woah, wait just a second!" Surprise flickered across your face due to his wild accusation; not knowing what to do, what to say or how to soothe him. "That's not true at all! I don't like Hannibal and the others more than I like you."

After he'd fallen into a sour silence you continued - wanting nothing more than to calm him down. "So all this jealousy isn't needed, m'kay?" You purposely softened your tone towards the end; standing next to him and placing your left hand on his right shoulder as you tried your best to pacify this immature outburst.

"Th-uh...Th...en-uh...w-uh...hy-uh...w-uh...on-uh...'t-uh...y-uh...ou...st-uh...ay-uh...!?" He frantically demanded - wanting to know your reasoning for rejecting him. "I...I c-uh...an-uh...d-uh...o...wh-uh...at-uh...ev...er-uh...y-uh...ou...w-uh...an-uh...t-uh...! R-uh...R-uh...eal...ly-uh...!" [A/N: "Then why won't you stay!?" "I can do whatever you want! Really!"]

Your defence faltered a little - due to your guilt intensifying - but you couldn't break your promise to the other four, otherwise who knows what could happen to your mother? "And I appreciate you offering to do anything just to make me happy - really, I do - but the whole reason I can't stay is because I made a deal with Hannibal and the others." You explained as delicately as possible, not wanting to upset the male more than you already had.

"D-uh...De...al-uh...?" Jason curiously echoed, tilting his head to the side whilst he turned to face you once more. [A/N: "Deal...?"]

"In order to keep my mom safe, they...well, they..." You trailed off - not knowing how to finish the explanation - and shifted from foot to foot, now feeling tremendously anxious.

Jason - upon noticing your unexpected unhappiness - hugged you yet again, realising immediately that you'd given up most of your freedom just to protect your mother. His jealousy and resentful mindset melted away in an instant; his heart thumping unevenly with warmth when he saw how softhearted and selfless you really were. Because in his eyes, you were an absolute goddess. Someone who was worth defending until the end of time itself. So even if you couldn't stay in Camp Crystal Lake - which he wasn't happy about - he still loved you to complete pieces.

"T-uh...eh...ll-uh...m-uh...e..." The overprotective male spoke worriedly, stroking the top of your hair as a way to cheer you up. "Wh-uh...at-uh...d-uh...id-uh...th...ey-uh...d-uh...o...t-uh...o...y-uh...ou...?" [A/N: "Tell me." "What did they do to you...?"]

Before you could tell Jason the actual truth, someone else got there first - their voice sounding very familiar. "We simply struck a deal with her, that's all." Turning your head to the right, you spotted Hannibal standing there; a sweetened smile stretched out across his facial features while you stiffened up. "Isn't that right, mio fiorellino?"

"I...Um, well—" You couldn't muster up a proper answer, not knowing whether to disagree with his argument or not.

"Y-uh...ou...f-uh...or...ce...d-uh...h-uh...er-uh...t-uh...o..." Jason furiously snarled; feeling outraged on your behalf as he pulled you behind him defensively. [A/N: "You forced her to."]

"Such an ill-mannered way to word it." Hannibal sighed and shook his head, wrinkling his nose in distaste whilst he continued to smile. "I prefer to use the term coerced. Just a little...push in the right direction, if you will."

"H-uh...ow-uh...d-uh...ar-uh...e...y-uh...ou..." Jason's hold on his weapon tightened as he swiped the air threateningly - glaring at the psychiatrist with the utmost of hate. "Sho...uh...ld-uh...ha...v-uh...e...l-uh...ef-uh...t-uh...h-uh...er-uh...ah...l-uh...on-uh...e...!" [A/N: "How dare you." "Should have left her alone!"]

"Y-You're the one who should be l-leaving her a-alone-!" Another voice chimed in - Norman deciding to join in with the unanticipated clash.

"Nu-uh!" Jason snapped back at him; seeing red while he swung his weapon at the younger male. "Sh...e...sh-uh...ou...ld-uh...n't-uh...b-uh...e...w-uh...i...th-uh...p-uh...e...op-uh...l-uh...e...li...k-uh...e...y-uh...ou...!" [A/N: "Nu-uh!" "She shouldn't be with people like you!"]

"I couldn't agree more," Hannibal sided with Norman smoothly, "This place is shockingly unsuitable for a lovely young lady such as (Y/n)."

"L-uh...ia...r-uh...! L-uh...ia...r-uh...!" Jason was horribly hurt by his underlaying insult - swinging his machete at all of them instead. "M-uh...oh...mm...y-uh...s-uh...ai...d-uh...y-uh...ou...w-uh...er-uh...e...a...l-uh...ia...r-uh...!" [A/N: "Liar! Liar!" "Mommy said you were a liar!"]

Michael dodged every single swing and made his way over to you easily; wrapping his arm around your waist and keeping you close to his side to avoid the malicious behaviour. "Perhaps we should call this visit to a close and come to visit you another time?" Hannibal suggested innocently - watching the three engage in fighting without a care in the world.

"N-uh...oh...!" Jason hissed possessively, stamping his foot as you managed to break free of Michael's hold. "(Y.../n)...is-uh...n't-uh...g-uh...oh...in...g-uh...any-uh...w-uh...he...r-uh...e...!" [A/N: "No!" "(Y/n) isn't going anywhere!"]

"This is all really unnecessary—!" You didn't even get to finish your upset exclamation, due to the fact that Michael, Norman and Jason all violently fighting. Oh god...Oh god...this was never going to end...Freddy would most likely join in if he was here. So what could you—?

Taking a deep breath, you eyed every slasher in front of you and swallowed, wanting nothing more than to just calm everyone down. "STOP IT, STOP IT! I'LL...I'LL DATE YOU ALL!!"