A/N

Trigger warning hope you guys like it!

After convincing Emmy that some sleep might help her feel better, Carmilla entered her own bedroom. Laying back on her bed, she heaved a sigh of relief. At least Em was ok for now. The next few months were going to be very hard for her daughter. She needed to learn more about the girl who had changed her daughter's life. As for now, all Carmilla wanted to do was sleep. She was sure Laura had seen her arm and would ask her about it, but there was nothing the vampire could do about that other than wait for Laura to bring it up.

Downstairs, Laura sat at the kitchen table thinking about what had happened. Her 300 year old vampire girlfriend had a daughter who was self-harming, and said girlfriend had her own history of self-harm. Wow. Her dad could not know about this. He would have her committed. She was worried about Carm, though she had never noticed the scars before, and it's not like Carm wore long sleeves or anything, so how had she never noticed? And why? Loosing El couldn't have been easy, but still. Carm had never seemed like it drove her to that. "Ugh," Laura groaned, putting her head in her hands. Frustrated, Laura stood up. The only way she was going to get any answers was if she just went and talked to Carmilla.

Laura opened the door slowly. Peeking in, she saw Carmilla laying sprawled out on the bed.

"Hey cupcake," Carmilla greeted, opening her eyes to look at Laura. Carmilla sat up when she noticed how watery Laura's eyes were. "Come here, sweetheart." Carmilla beckoned, patting the bed next to her. Laura walked in, closed the door, and moved swiftly to sit next to the vampire who pulled Laura into her arms without a second thought. "What's wrong?"

Laura looked deep into Carmilla's eyes, taking Carms hands in her own. "Why?" Laura asked in a breathless whisper.

Carmilla sighed, "It started as a control mechanism. Every time I thought about biting her or telling her about what I was I would cut and it worked. Until mother told her. Then it was to end the pain. I was stupid and young and thought my life was over, but it wasn't. It had only just begun. And when I was trapped in that horrible cell, I cut to try to end it all so I could just die. But it didn't work, and I'm glad it didn't because if it had I wouldn't have my daughter and I wouldn't have you." Carmilla explained.

Laura nodded. "Do you still do it?" Carmilla looked away from Laura. She didn't want to admit it. "Carm," Laura called softly, causing Carmilla to look at her. Carmilla smiled. "Of course not. Do you really have to ask?" Carmilla replied, looking off and out the window. Laura smiled, hugging Carmilla close to her body. "Good. I'm glad." Carmilla nodded against Laura's head avoiding eye contact with the tiny human at all costs.

The next morning, Laura woke to an empty bed. Stretching, she climbed out. She headed to the door and was met by Perry and LaFontaine. "Guys, what's going on?" Laura asked the pair.

"You have to see this!" Perry whispered, leading Laura and Lafontaine down the stairs and into the kitchen. In the kitchen, Carmilla and Emmy were making what appeared to be pancakes, but that wasn't the most surprising thing. Pounding loudly through an ihome was Demi Lovato's Heart Attack, and the vampires were dancing and singing right along with it. Carmilla's voice was strong and powerful, and Emmy harmonized perfectly with her. Laura couldn't help but laugh at how the two were completely in sync with each other. Both girls looked up smiling. Carmilla's eyes went wide when she noticed everyone had seen her acting like a- well, a teenager.

"Oh come on, mom. There are worse things to be caught doing." Emmy giggled, flipping a pancake.

Carmilla blushed bright red before clearing her throat. "Well, we made pancakes, apparently enough for an army, so eat up."

Everyone grabbed a plate and some pancakes and started eating, with the exception of Emmy. Laura and Carmilla were the only two who noticed. Carmilla was about to say something, but was silenced by Laura. "Let me talk to her," Laura whispered in Carm's ear. She stood up and moved toward Emmy who was wiping down the counter. "Hey, kid. How ya doin?"

Emmy looked up, her icy blue eyes watering slightly. "Ok I guess. Glad I can spend time with mom again. I've missed her a lot."

Laura smiled. "Your mom's pretty awesome. Why don't you grab some pancakes and join us at the table?"

Emmy smiled. "She is awesome. And no thanks, I'm not hungry. But you should go eat."

Laura smiled, placing her hand on Emmy's shoulder. They were about the same height so they stood face to face. "Please eat a little something. It would make me feel better knowing you have food in your system, even though you don't really need it."

Emmy couldn't deny the sweet girl in front of her. "Okay, just one though," Emmy sighed, giving into Laura.

"That's fine sweetie, as long as you eat."

Carmilla smiled when Emmy and Laura walked over, watching carefully that Emmy ate. She would never be able to thank Laura enough. She could see Emmy was just a little bit happier. It was going to be a long road for both the vampires, but with Laura and- yes- the Ginger Twins, it was possible for Emmy to recover from this. Carmilla's thoughts were interrupted by Perry and Lafontaine fighting over something petty as always. Not paying much attention, Carmilla reached for the syrup bottle. Just then Perry turned to Lafontaine and growled, "Bite me!"

Carmilla jumped up. Shit, she thought. No, I have to get out of here. Carmilla's eyes frantically searched for an escape.

Everyone watched dumbfounded, trying to figure out what was wrong. As quick as lightening, Carmilla rushed up the stairs, the door upstairs slamming.

"I'll go see if she's ok." Laura said, getting up from the table and following the direction Carmilla had gone. Reaching the door, she slowly opened it. Not seeing Carmilla, she entered the room. Looking around, she saw nothing. Not a sign that Carmilla had even passed through here. Turning to leave, Laura heard a shuffle in the bathroom. Moving closer, she heard what appeared to be a person crying. Hesitantly, Laura knocked on the bathroom door. "Carm, sweetie. You in there?"

Carmilla's head shot up. She was standing in front of the mirror, blade in hand, fighting the urge to bring steel to skin. "Shit Fuck shit!" Carmilla cursed under her breath. "Yeah Laura, I'm fine. Just needed to use the bathroom."

Laura shook her head. "Seemed like more than that, but if that's all it is I'll just go." Carmilla sighed when she heard what she thought was the door closing, but in fact Laura sat on the bed waiting for Carm. She knew something was up, and she was going to figure it out.

This was insane. What was she doing? She didn't need this anymore. But now that she was up there, so close to drawing blood she could practically taste it, she figured what's one more. She made a tiny slice in her side, grabbing a cloth to stop the blood, and decided to go find a bandaid.

Opening the door, Carmilla headed out into her room and heard a gasp. Turning, she saw a teary eyed Laura sitting in the bed.

"I- I think we need to talk."