Helen and the rest of the group were sitting on the edges of their chairs as they learned a secret so great that Emily had kept it hidden from her family. This was huge. Why would she keep information that was this valuable to herself? Telling the future Helen this secret could have helped her find a cure for her daughter. But instead, she died thinking that their was no hope for her daughter. Helen had to admit that this was not settling well with her.

"What do you mean you contracted this when you got home?" Helen asked looking down at her future child. Moments ago she had actually been thinking that she should abandon a tribe in their time of need to keep her daughter safe, only to learn that her child didn't even get sick from that tribe.

Emily looked down, unable to look her mother in the eye. She was ashamed. "I didn't get sick in Africa. I got sick here." the answer was soft and she was finally able to look up at Helen who stood a foot from her, arms crossed over chest.

Helen took in a deep breath before dropping her hands to her sides, rubbing her palms against her pant legs. Sitting herself down on the coffee table in front of Emily. Leaning over some, her forearms resting on her legs as her hands clasp together. Her blue eyes staring down at her hands before finally looking up at Emily.

"I want you, to start from the beginning and tell me exactly what happened." She said softly, trying to remain calm. She couldn't believe that such vital information was left out, this was such a disappointment to her. That her daughter could lie to her. "And I want the truth, Emily."

Emily looked at her mother, feeling guilty, knowing that her mother was disappointed. And any child knows there is nothing worse then when you disappoint your parents. "I never lied to you. You assumed-" She tried to explain but stopped when Helen's hand went up to silence her.

Frustration was clearly written on Helen's face. "Stop. Just stop." She said before lowering her hand. "You may not have started the lie, but you let us believe it." Emily's face fell and she looked down. "Now, i want the truth. What happened? I can't help you if you don't tell me."

Emily's eyes started to water. She felt like such a failure. Being in this room where all eyes were focused on her was actually making her very uncomfortable. She didn't know how to tell them the truth. "You can't help me anyway. So what's the difference?" She asked softly looking down as she fiddles with the ring on her left index finger.

"The difference is Emily, that if you don't tell us: Then we really cannot help you. But if you do: your chances at living are that much higher." Nikola stated standing up from his chair in the corner and moving closer.

Helen was grateful to Nikola for stepping in and trying to help convince their daughter that she needed to tell them the truth finally. That way she could once and for all find a cure. There had to be a cure and with this new information, she could probably find it. Looking away from Nikola and back to Emily who was staring at her father then looked down and nodded her head softly. Finally. She was agreeing to tell them.

Emily brought up her left hand and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear as she thought of how to explain what had really happened. "I had just gotten back to my room. I was about to unpack my bag like usual but when I put my bag down on the bed..."

|THE FUTURE: It was late and the whole family had just returned from their successful trip to Africa. Then went their own separate ways so they could get some much needed sleep. Emily made it to her bedroom, carrying her black leather duffle bag in one hand and a sweater in the other. Opening her door and moving inside some before flipping on the light then shutting the door behind her with her foot.

She looked around her bedroom a moment then smirked. Just the way she left it. Clean. Which was mostly because her mother had told her she couldn't tag along unless she had cleaned it. And that meant nothing in the closet or under the bed. She was tough but reasonable. Walking up to her bed and dropping her bag down along with her sweater, moving her head in a circle causing a couple of pops to be heard here and there.

Taking a hold of the zipper to the bag and unzipped it fully so that she could unpack all her cloths. "Yay, all day laundry. Go, me!" Emily said softly to herself.

Just as she was about to pull her first item out of her bag, a hand quickly pressed firmly over her mouth and she felt a pain in the back of her neck, causing her eyes to go wide. Fear. Then just as quickly as the pain and hand appeared they disappeared. Emily's hand moved to behind her neck, holding it then turning around to see who her attacker was.

Seeing who she saw in front of her made her eyes go almost as big as when she felt the sting to the back of her neck. "What did you do to me?" She asked her attacker before her eyes slowly started to fall heavy, till they closed and she dropped to the ground.

Her attacker moved up to her and picked her up easily and laid her down on the bed before backing up, turning around and walking away.

A few moments later, Helen walked into the bedroom, fully expecting her youngest to be awake and in need of scolding to put away her things and get some sleep. "Emily, have you..." She trailed off and stopped when she saw that her daughter was laying on the bed. Asleep. A smile spread across her lips and she walked over, covering Emily with a blanket then placing a soft kiss on her forehead before walking back to the door and turning out the light.|

After Emily had retold her tale to everyone, who was listening closely to every single word she had to say about what had actually happened, and how she had gotten infected with this virus that was slowly but surely killing her. Looking from her mother's face over to her father who stood close to Helen then glancing over at her sister. She didn't know what they were thinking but she honestly just wanted to leave.

"Who was your attacker?" Henry asked, looking at her, still trying to piece it all together.

"I don't know." Emily answered. "I never got a good look at his face." She said looking down at her hands.

Will studied her movements and how she broke eye contact. She was lying. "Your lying."

"Emily." Helen scolded slightly, giving her youngest a look. Disappointed. She was lucky that Will was apart of her team.

Emily glanced past her mother and looked at Will a moment before looking away. "I hate profilers."

"Emily!" Helen scolded once again, her voice raising a bit.

"What?" Emily asked. "You can't get away with anything when their around." She stated honestly before peering around Helen again to look at Will, who chuckled lightly to himself before looking down.

"Apologize to Will, right now." Helen said firmly.

"Sorry Will." She said softly looking to Will, who looked up and gave a nod.

"It's okay."

"So who was your attacker?" Kate asked, getting everyone back on subject.

Sighing as she looked over to Kate. She couldn't believe that she had gotten them off topic for a moment then the subject was brought right back up, thanks to Kate. Everyone was now focused on her. Again.

"What does it matter? All that should matter is that you know I was injected with something." Emily stated looking at her mother while gesturing towards her neck.

"Who?" One single word was all Helen needed to ask.

There was obviously no way she was going to get out of not telling them the truth, as long as lie detector boy sitting right in front of her. She sighed, shaking her head. "You'll never stop him." She shook her head and looked down.

"Who was he?" Helen asked again.

Ashley moved closer towards Emily and wrapped a comforting arm around her, trying to give her more courage and confidence to finally say a name.

Emily shook her head some. "Why should I tell you? You'll never truly save me from him."

"I don't like your tone, young lady." Nikola stated stepping closer and kneeling down to be eye to eye with his child.

Helen was hurt by the accusations her daughter just accused her of. She would save her from this manic who was threatening her child's life. No one would stop her from stopping this person.

"I can't save you from him, if I don't know who this person is. Please, tell me." Helen pleaded with her.

Emily looked at her mother with sad eyes before movement to her left caught her eye. Causing her to tilt her head in that direction so she could look past her mother and see what it was. When the others saw that she was distracted by something, everyone turned to see why. That's when they saw John Druitt standing in the door way looking at all of them.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt." He said softly looking at everyone whose eyes were now on him.

Chapter 10! I couldn't leave you hanging after such a short chapter. So I continued and was able to up load this for all of you! Hope you enjoy this chapter like you all have been enjoying the others. If you have any questions or suggestions about future chapters please let me know and I will take them into consideration.

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And special thanks to:

Jasper'sFavorite: Wow, AMAZING chapter! Glad to finally find out who Jason is. Its nice how Emily took him in. Loved Helen's reaction to Emily calling her "Mom", very nice touch. Can't wait for the next chapter! :D

melissaadams22: Hey there, Oh you DEFINITELY have me entertained. How in the heck did Emily contract this, why didn't she EVER tell her mother even in the future? Gosh what questions, one gets answered and two more come up. More, more, more...