“There you go, that ought to hold you for a while,” Kevin stated as he finished taping up Rob’s ribs with medical tape. Rob grimaced in pain as Kevin had his entire mid-section wrapped tight. “Relax, I used to do this all the time when I played goalie,” Kevin informed him. “I can’t tell you how many times I got hit under the pads by an out-of-control slapshot.”

“Here,” Kevin continued, tossing Rob a Boston U. hockey t-shirt, a pair of jeans and some sneakers. “I realize it’s not exactly Adidas or Nike, but it’s a lot better than a hospital gown.”

It had been nearly an hour since Rob found Kevin at the Eternal Peace Cemetery, and Kevin managed to guide him to the only safe place he knew—Crystal Point. The rain had let up just a bit, leaving behind a thick fog and a misty, muggy evening in the town of Crystal Lake. Kevin had managed to get a fire started, and they were able to build a makeshift camp just inside the entrance to the cave. Kevin had come prepared. He had his #35 Boston University bag packed full of various medical supplies, including tape, bandages, antiseptic, and whatever else he could stuff in there.

“You want to tell me what the hell you were doing back there?” Kevin asked, questioning why Rob tackled him to the ground.

“If you only knew, bro,” Rob replied, changing his clothes. “If you only knew.”

Kevin sat down on a nearby boulder, eager to listen to what Rob had to say. Rob, meanwhile, realized he had a lot of explaining to do, so he took a big gulp of Dasani water and prepared to bring Kevin up to speed.

“Where do I begin?” Rob asked, still grimacing from the pain in his ribs. “I know what that motherfucker did to you and my sisters. That son of a bitch cost me the only two people I vowed to protect. But, as you can see, I failed. Some protector I turned out to be.”

“How do you think I feel?” Kevin piped back, interrupting Rob’s story. “I loved your sister more than anything on this earth. I told her I’d always be there for her, but then I ran off to Europe to try to get back into pro hockey after that fucker nearly cost me my arm. Why did I even go to Europe to begin with? I can’t help but think if I had stayed here and got a normal job that none of this would have happened, and Krista would still be with us today.”

“Hey man, no one blames you for what happened,” Rob responded, understanding exactly how Kevin felt. “You went to Europe to try to better yourself so that you could provide for Krista and your family together one day. So, please, don’t blame yourself. The way I see it, if you hadn’t been there the first time, Krista would have been taken from me the same day Nikki was. And I don’t think I could have handled that.”

The mere mention of building a family with Krista brought Kevin to tears. With his eyes turning red and the tears rolling down his face, Kevin muttered, “I was on the plane, Rob. I was a mile high up in the air when she was killed. Do you know why I was coming home so soon in the first place?”

Rob just looked puzzled, so Kevin filled him in. “I was going to make her mine,” he sobbed. “We were going to become a family and finally put all of this behind us. Forever.”

Rob didn’t answer. His eyes began to well up too, because deep down he knew that Kevin was right. He would have taken good care of Krista for the rest of their lives together. He knew how happy they were together, and more importantly, he knew how happy Kevin made Krista. Seeing them together was like seeing Adam and Eve in the beginning of creation. They were inseparable, and there was no doubt that they were meant for each other. But then the evil serpent Jason Voorhees had to come and fuck all that up.

“We even talked about having kids as soon as I got home,” Kevin continued, cracking a slight smile. “Do you know how hard that is to deal with? Do you know what it’s like to lose so many of those close to you, and not be able to anything about it?”

“Yes, I do...” Rob interrupted sullenly.

Now it was Kevin who looked puzzled. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Rob sighed and downed another gulp of Dasani, then cleared his throat.

“Well, Kevin, Jason’s still out there,” Rob informed him. Kevin didn’t act surprised, but he didn’t interrupt Rob this time, either. “Kevin, after he killed Krista, I decided to track him down and make him pay for what he’s done to all of us. I wanted to do it alone, but my friends insisted on coming along, so I enlisted the help of some of my military friends. We set out, heavily armed, ready to dispose of that demon once and for all. But somehow our plans got all twisted, and Jason got them all. This was after we filled him full of lead, and blew the son of a bitch up with grenades. We tried everything, but finally, I rammed him with our Hummer, and Jenny and I locked him up in chains. I decided then that the only way to destroy him was to cremate him, so I went back in the Hummer for two seconds to get some gasoline, and when I looked back, Jason had freed himself from the chains and Jenny was dead.”

That last comment forced out the tears. It wasn’t until Jason had strangled the life out of Jenny that Rob realized just how much he really did love her. Rob then sobbed and broke down, and his head sunk down into his hands. He did his best to fight back the pain and agony, and to finish the story.

“After that, I went ballistic,” he continued. “I don’t remember a lot of what happened, but I rammed him with the Hummer again and crashed into Crystal Lake. The Hummer had him pinned to the bottom of the lake, and the nightmare was finally over. But the next thing I know, I was being hauled away in an ambulance, and when I looked back, I saw the cops lifting the Hummer out of the lake with a crane. I tried to tell the paramedics, but they didn’t believe me. Then the mayor blamed me for the murders just so he could save his ass. That’s how I found you Kevin. I escaped from the hospital and ran off into the woods. And when I came out of that clearing and saw you standing there, I couldn’t believe it. It was like fate. But by the time I got to you, I was so out of breath and energy, it took all I had just to get your attention. That’s why I collapsed on you like I did. I’m sorry man.”

“I had no idea, Rob,” Kevin somberly replied. “I’m really sorry about all your friends. I know what it’s like. That empty feeling inside. That deep, dark abyss inside your soul that you think will never be filled again. Believe me, I know that feeling all too well. We will make that bastard pay. This time, we will get the job done.”

“Your god-damned right we will,” Rob answered with a smile.

“I’m here for one reason and one reason only,” Kevin stated. “I’m going to kill Jason Voorhees, or die trying.”

“How do you plan to do that?” Rob asked.

Just then, Kevin pulled a machete out of his bag. Rob’s face lit up as he smiled devilishly. “Amazing what you can sneak past airport security in Europe,” Kevin answered. “Look in my bag, and take your pick.”

Rob grabbed Kevin’s bag and his face lit up as he pulled out a 44 Magnum pistol. Then, pulling back the chamber and cocking it to load, Rob gave Kevin the “I’m ready for battle” look.

“I’m with you,” Rob said, extending his hand. “It sounds to me like we have to finish what we started here. If my ribs don’t hold up, then I guess I’ll be digging back in your bag for more tape.”

Kevin shook Rob’s hand, and that handshake led to a brotherly hug between the two.

“Let’s get that fucker,” Kevin said as they prepared to do what so many others had died trying to do— they prepared to rid the world of Jason Voorhees.

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