Vivien Harmon always had a plan for how her life would turn out. She would get married, have children, and be a professional cellist. But of course her life didn't exactly pan out the way she thought it would.

She did get married, and when Vivien and Ben met she was sure that they would be together forever…and in a way that dream did come true.

She did also have a child; she loved Violet more then anything in the world. After Violet was born Vivien and Ben tried for another, but that ended up in a brutal miscarriage. That was where things went downhill for them.

Vivien became a mere shell of what she used to be; carrying a dead child to full term gave her goose bumps. She knew that she would have to give birth to a child that would never grow up, never laugh, her and Ben's only son would be dead.

Ben wanted to talk, but Vivien just wanted to sleep, and be alone. That was when Ben met a pretty little psychology student who developed a schoolgirl crush. It wasn't long until Vivien found out about the affair; she literally caught them in the act in her own house. Then it was over, but Ben pleaded…just one more chance, just one weekend to look at a house down in L.A. to see if they could start over.

Well, like a sucker she bought it and they ended up moving into the mansion. The rest is just history, moving into a house filled with ghosts certainly wasn't a cake-walk, rape, break-ins, murders…this house was where the Harmon's realized there worst fears and nightmares. Who would have thought it was also where they would be the happiest?

Vivien searched throughout the whole house but there was no sign of Violet anywhere.

"Hey, Violet?" she said as she walked through the hallways. "Where are you?"

As she was walking through the hallway she saw the door to the attic was pulled down, of course she would be there.

"Vi?" she said as she finished climbing the stairs, "Where are you-OH MY GOD!" A beast jumped out at her, he was in chains and had wild hair.

"Beauregard, stop it." Violet said as she threw a red rubber ball across the room. "Mom, calm down its just Beau."

"Sorry, I guess I'm still not used to this yet…" Vivien said as she caught her breath.

"Well, what do you want?" Violet said as she crossed her arms. "I just wanted to see what you were up too, I haven't seen you in days…."

"I'm not with Tate if that's what Dad's worried about, okay? Come here, Beau!" Violet said as she tossed Beau the ball.

"We're not worried about Tate, okay? We trust you. We were just wondering what you were up to?" Vivien said as she sat down next to her daughter.

"Nothing, that's all there ever is to do." Violet said as she got the ball from Beau. "Good boy."

"Okay, well I'll leave then." Vivien said as she went down the stairs. Maybe Vivien was seeing Violet to fill the whole she felt in her chest after she was separated form her other child, she never even got to name him. Even though the circumstances of the way he was brought into this world were, different, she loved him just the same.

The rumor was that Constance stole him, which made Vivien sick to her stomach.

"Viv! Did you find her?" Ben said as she came back downstairs. "Yeah, she didn't really want to talk to me though…"

"Christ, she's not with Tate…" Ben said horrified.

"No, she is….I'll explain it later, right now I want to hold my baby boy." Vivien said as she held her little Jeffrey. Vivien felt content holding her baby boy, but at the same time she wondered where her other little boy was…