This came out a bit long, but I believe it's a good story and I hope you will read and like it.

I already have ideas for Hardison's and Eliot's secrets so if you want me to continue, just let me know…

Being called a whore has been her cross her entire life, tonight it was her crucifixion or someone else's. She couldn't tell because she didn't wait to see Hardison punching the man right in the nose with all his strength. Nathan and Eliot had to stop him from nearly breaking the man's jaw; he was stronger than any of them ever thought he would be...

She entered her room on the new Portland apartment being quickly followed by Sophie whom, miraculously still hadn't understood what the hell had happened.

For a moment Parker just seemed really pissed off at everything right now, but she started hyperventilating, her chest went down and up again as fast as it could and the girl's eyes were getting wet while she grabbed the bed frame as hard as she could.

-Parker? - Sophie asked without having the slightest clue about what was happening, it was first on Sophie's life and she was hating the feeling.

-I'm having a claustrophobia attack, open...

-I will open the windows for you. - Sophie ran, claustrophobia was huge coming from the blond.

-Not the windows! The dress, take me out of this god damn dress!- Sophie undressed her and Parker got out of the green tube of cloth, she sat on the ground and took out her high heels as well, she undone her air so she was only wearing a pair of comfortable black panties. Sophie went to her closet to find her some jeans and a hoodie; she stopped at the girl's crying sounds. Parker was embracing her knees, hiding her face on her arms, crying and sobbing desperately.

Sophie knelt by her side and tried to give her some comfort, but the thief almost jumped at her touch and sent her way, the grifter saw that glimpse on her eyes telling she'd get violent soon if Sophie wouldn't obey her so she left...

Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

You're not! - The voice inside Parker's head screamed on a grave certain tone. She turned into a ball again and let the tears come out of, spreading mascara on her face... The story kept running, there was a mirror and a little girl making a simple question. Mirror mirror on the wall, whos the fairest of them all? The answer had always been no, her mommy had given her that book before she died and Parker took it to her first foster home hoping it would comfort her, as well as bunny. But then the other girls learned about it and started saying she was ugly. She would never be as Snow White... Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

Hardison let himself inside Parker's room even though Sophie had told him not to go in there, he wouldn't leave her alone.

He found the beautiful woman still crying with her head down, a hoodie and a pair of jeans resting next to her. Parker was bare -chested which meant he couldn't look at her, still he'd make his best at making her feel better.

-Parker, dear, what happened? - He knew a guy at called her a whore during the con yet he didn't think that would be a reason for his Parker to behave like that.

-You don't know what it's like... - She managed to say between sobs.- Not even you are looking at me now.

-Parker, honey, the only reason I'm not looking at you is the fact you're semi-naked. - She lifted her head, mascara spread across her cheeks and she was still the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. Parker dressed the hoodie leaving the jeans on the floor, she directed her attention to the mirror resting on the wall.

- Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? I tell you who isn't, you! You'll never be beautiful, not even pretty! Look at you, shitty little bitch, not even bothering to wear a fucking dress. Now get out of my way you ugly little shit! - Parker was speaking on monotone, maquinal tone even Alec could see that had been repeated to her so many times that e;ventually she ended up believing it. She continued to speak, always staring at the mirror, acting like he wasn't there...

-So little Parker goes around and decides to be just like everybody else, maybe If I wear dress like a girl momma will like me, maybe I'll be pretty, just like the other girls... She called me a whore for dressing like that... Mirror, mirror on the wall who's the skunkiest of them all? I am.. - He was glad she wasn't interacting with him because now he was crying too...

Parker kept semi-singing that sentence for a while and that was what made him realise the way Parker saw herself, probably she had spent a great part of her life with that foster mom and sisters, they had managed to convince her she was both: ugly and a whore; that was what had hurt her the most, leaving scars nobody could see, the reason she wanted to blend in instead of standing out and probably the reason she admired Sophie so much...

He went behind her and hugged her, she moved in such way he knew she could hurt him if he tried anything else.

-Parker what do you see on the mirror? - He asked whispering into her ear, giving her a shiver down her spine.

-An ugly person, a skunk just trying to be something she is not... - He nodded, already predicting her answer.

-Can you ask the fairest question to the mirror again?

-Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? - She said with a soft smiling, printing a childish tone to it.

-You are! - He said firmly. Her eyes widened on surprise, first she had thought he was joking or feeling petty for her, but his eyes were so sincere, nobody could lie with eyes like those...

-I am not!

-Why not? - His arms around her belly, shin on her shoulders.

-I... I... Everyone thinks I am ugly. I am to pale, my breasts are too small. I also have narrow hips and I am too skinny... - She would start crying again in no time...

-Those are lies Parker, lies told by people who envied and felt threatened by you...

-But they always had so much more attention than me...

-That's because they were probably whores. You're pale just like Snow Withe, you have lovely eyes and an astonishing hair that shines like the sun... Your legs are long and you're really flexible and elegant, real classy... By the way I just love the way your nose wrinkles when you laugh or the way your eyes just speak for themselves... And besides you're so smart. How many of those people could tell the year a house was made just for being in it, or the author of a painting just after a few seconds of looking at it? - Parker nodded negatively then she looked at their reflection in the mirror and she asked the question again.

-Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? - He gently smiled at her again.

-You are and nobody will ever surpass you...

Sophie was in the leaving room, with Nate and Eliot, drinking Tea when Hardison got out from Parker's room.

-Hardison, is Parker okay? - She asked with genuine concern on her voice.

-Yeah, she's fine now. I'ma go get my pyjama, she asked me to spend the night with her...

When Alec came back to her room she already had her faced wet and was taking her hoodie off.

-Parker what are you doing? - He asked slightly dazed about it.

-What? - She asked innocently. - I always sleep naked.

-Not tonight, you won't. You'll have to have some underwear if you want me to stay with you. - She rolled her eyes and then giggled.

-Can I borrow your pyjama shirt?

-Yeah, sure, but why...?

He didn't need an answer because the moment Parker got the shirt she started sniffing it.

-Orange soda, gummy frogs, soap and the scent of your skin. My favourite smell. - She said and then naturally changed like if he wasn't there.

That night Parker had a dream; she was a little girl on her old house again, wearing a debuted large dress, smirked make up and her foster momma's high heels, she had stolen from her closet. She walked to the mirror and then asked.

-Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?- The face inside the mirror belonged to her foster momma, however, when she was about to answer its surface cracked into a million pieces and in every single one of them was Hardiso's face smiling.

-You are and nobody will ever surpass you!

She woke up and he did too, she smiled at him, all she needed now was the mirror on Alec's eyes...