Emily avoided the girls the entire day, but Alison knew how to get to her. Emily was walking towards her car when she saw familiar blonde locks standing by the door. She wanted to ignore her but knew it was useless. Alison had that look in her eye.

"What do you want?" Emily asked.

"We need to talk," she says firmly. "I'm driving," and takes the keys from Emily. She drives towards the wooded area.

"Where are we?" Emily asks.

"Our spot," she responds before getting out and walking with Emily close behind. They come to the kissing rock.

"Talk to me Em," she pleads.

"Okay," Emily sighs and sits on the rock. "The truth is that I hit my face on the door when I was running".

"Tell me the truth," Alison pleads with tears.

"That's the truth I swear," she says. "After you guys left, my mom confronted me with all the medical supplies and Spencer's diary and she knew what was going on. She had a break down. She realized what she was doing to me all these years and all this pressure. She called my dad and I couldn't face his disappointment and he's coming back from Texas. He's home waiting I guess. I just bolted because I couldn't face her crying and they were talking about sending me to rehab and I don't know what to do anymore," she cried and Alison wrapped her arms around her tightly.

"It's going to be okay Em," Alison said and kissed the top of her head.

"You don't know that. We still have A to worry about and I need this scholarship from Stanford," she says.

"Are they going to let you swim tomorrow?" Alison asked.

"I don't care, they can't stop me. Legally I'm 18 and I don't even have to go to rehab," she mutters.

"But you do know rehab would be the best option for you right?" Alison says more than ask.

"Yes," Emily whispers.

"All I want…All we want for you is to get better, I hate seeing you hurt, it breaks my heart," Alison said with tears and Emily looked at her confused.

"I want to get better too, for you, for my parents, for everyone," Emily says and Alison grabs her hands.

"You have to want to get better for you. In the end that's all that will keep you clean, you," Alison says and squeezes Emily's hands. "I love you Emily Fields," she says and it takes Emily by surprise.

"I love you too Ali," Emily cried and Alison bough her in for a hug.

"Do you want me there when go you go home?" she asked.

"Please?" Emily asks.

"I'd do anything for you," Alison said. "Come on let's go home," she says and they walk back to the car. Alison drives them to the Fields home and notices another car in the driveway. He's home and Emily's nerves were through the roof. They approached the door and her hand started to shake with the key. Alison put her hand over Emily's to steady it and turn the key. They opened the door and walked through about to head upstairs.

"Emily," Wayne Fields said.

"Dad," Emily replied turning around.

"Alison, I think you should leave, this is a family matter," Pam said but Emily clutched her hand tighter.

"She's not going anywhere," Emily said.

"Why?" he asked softly and her resolve was broken. She started crying hysterically and he wrapped his arms around her. "Oh Emmy, why? Why are you doing this to yourself?"

"I can't be perfect all the time," Emily said pulling away.

"I never asked you to be perfect," he said.

"Not you," Emily said looking past him and at Pam.

"I told you we were putting too much pressure on her," he said.

"So this is my fault?" Pam yelled.

"You're the one here with her!" he shouted back.

"And where are you? In Texas! You're never here!" she yelled back.

"That has never been an issue!" he says.

"You're just not here to see the effects," Pam says.
"Guys stop!" Emily yells and they look at her. "Don't you see what you're doing? It's my fault. I never wanted you guys to worry about me and I took drugs to help me erase my pain," she pleads.

"What pain?" her father asks.

"I can't swim! Do you know what it's like to get the one thing that helped you escape taken away from you? I told you and you guys couldn't even look at me or talk to me for a week. Then Stanford got taken away from me, and then dad you were off and I was stuck here with mom and she's not a bad mother, she tries her best, but you guys expected so much of me and I wanted to give it to you. I want to be the perfect daughter, getting into a good college, bringing home straight A's, getting a swim scholarship," she yells.

"Why didn't you tell us? All we've ever wanted for you was to have better than what we were given in life. We couldn't look at you after your accident because there was nothing we could do to give you your dream back. You lost that spark in your eyes. Do you know what it's like as a father to know that I couldn't protect you? I hate myself that I couldn't and still can't do anything," he cries.

"I'm sorry dad, for disappointing you," she says and backs up to sit on the stairs and put her head in her hands. Wayne walked over to her and kneeled down. He pulled her hands away, but she refused to meet his gaze. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her head and they stared at each other.

"You never disappointed me. I just want you to get help so you can be healthy. That's all I want for you, to be healthy and happy. I love you too much to let you die like this," he says and Emily sobs and he pulls her head into his chest. He was still in his uniform. "If you ever felt that I put the military before you, then I'm sorry. I just want you to talk to me again. We used to be so close," he cries.

"I want that too," she says.

"You need to go to rehab, I found some great private ones and Stanford will never find out," he says.

"Dad…" she tries to say.

"No, it's no room for discussion, you're going to rehab," he says.

"I know, I just wanted to go to the swim meet tomorrow before you sent me away," she said.

"We're not sending you away. We just want you to get better. Are you sure that you can swim tomorrow?" he asks hesitantly.

"Dad, I'm ready to swim again," she says.

"Then I'll be there to support you and then the next day, no protesting, you're going to rehab. I reserved a spot for you at a great one in Connecticut," he said.

"I'm scared," she cried harder.

"I'm scared too, I don't want to lose you," he said and kissed her head.

"I'm tired," she said and he carried her up the stairs with Alison following close behind. Once they were in the room he closed the door behind them. He laid her down on the bed and stroked her hair.

"Emily, you need to tell me, did your mom ever do anything to you while I was gone?" he asks.

"No," she says looking away.

"I promise Papa won't be mad, but I need to know. Did your mom ever hurt you?" he asked. "You can tell Papa," he repeated and eventually she crumbled in her covers and nodded her head.

"What did she do?" he asked.

"I don't want to talk about it, please don't make me talk about it," she cried and he held her tighter.

"You have to tell me, I'm not leaving you," he said. "Tell me".

"Sometimes she would get mad and yell," she said.

"Did she ever hit you?" he asked and she shook her head vehemently.

"No never," she said.

"I know you're hiding something, just tell me," he said.

"That's it, I promise dad," she said.

"What would she say when she was yelling?" he asked.

"It's not important," she said shutting down and Alison and he both could feel her walls going up which raised a red flag. He kissed the top of her head as she drifted into space.

"Are you going to stay and take care of her Alison?" he asked and she nodded. He walked downstairs to deal with his wife.

"I know what you did," he said vaguely hoping she would spill the beans.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said.

"I know that you would yell at Emily," he said and she sighed almost relieved.

"Like all mothers do when their child is disobedient or when they're ticked off," she said.

"I know there's more to the story and when I find it out, you're going to wish you had never spoken a word in your life," he spit venom in her face and you could see the fear cross her face. He let it go for the moment so he could focus on their daughter upstairs who was struggling so much. She'd been through a lot in her teenage years and he wished he'd protected her more, that he was around more. He felt like a failure. He wanted to know what was going on between his wife and daughter, but they were keep a tight seal on their lips, but hopefully it would come out when Emily got better. He was just glad to be home and dealing with this. He asked for a week off so he could get Emily settled into rehab since he couldn't visit in the beginning and when it neared the time she was able to have visitors, he'd take more time off and request to be reassigned back to Pennsylvania. He just wanted to help her and fix his family again. He didn't want perfection, he just wanted healthy. He knew Pam had family issues and always sought after perfection, but he didn't think it would translate to their own daughter. He was just so lost.