"Stop it!" Sutton whined. "Stop doing this to me! To us! What did we ever do?"

"Everything!" The voice barked from the bathroom.

"That doesn't make sense!" Mads yelled behind Sutton.

"Stop yelling. This is a motel room, not a sound proof room."

"Oh, of course you would say that," Sutton mumbled.

"That's not the point!" Mads said, drowning out Sutton's words. "We can help you!"

"Just let us go!" Sutton whined again, sinking to her knees. She made sure to kneel loudly so it could be heard in the bathroom. "Stop torturing everyone because of me!"

"Sutton's right! This is all so stupid! Why would somebody kill to protect Ted?" Mads added. She couldn't really tell, but it seemed like her plan was working.

"Everyone thinks it's all about Ted. I hate that man."

"Ted? Emma?" Kristen asked, knocking on the familiar cabin door. "Ted, are you okay?"

Kristen opened the door slowly. Inside, she saw the overturned table and the magazines strewn all across the room.

"Why... Emma doesn't sound like the person who would make such a big mess," Kristen said quietly. She forgot about looking for Ted and, being the mother that she is, started to clean the cabin.

"You know, when we went to that Colonial Days Field Trip, back in middle school, there was a man there. He was building something... With a hammer. He told everybody that... If you hold it at the front, you get control, but if you hold it at the back... You get power. I don't exactly care where I hit," Thayer looked up. He was throwing a hammer back and forth in his hands, facing the wall opposite of Laurel and Ethan.

"Thayer... You don't need to do anything," Laurel said, calmly and quietly.

"Why?" He responded, turning to face Laurel.

"What about your sister?" Laurel looked up, pleadingly.

"She doesn't care about you! She won't bother to ask after I fill her mind with the thought of Mom coming home," Thayer said, surprising himself by revealing part of his plan.

"Suh- Sutton's going to ask," Laurel stuttered.

"She would wonder where her sister is," Ethan put in.

"Don't you think I know that!?" Thayer barked out.

"Ethan, just... Let me talk," Laurel whispered.

"Besides, I wasn't talking to her. I was talking to you," Thayer said, turning to face towards Ethan.

"What did I do?" Ethan gritted through his teeth.

"Emma."

Ethan scoffed. "Actually, you did. And isn't this about Sutton?"

"Ethan," Thayer asked, ignoring him, "why did you kiss Sutton, then get back together with her when Emma was in LA?"

"It's none of your business," Ethan shot back.

"You liked Emma," Thayer said softly to himself. "Because she was nice...and honest. All the time. Sutton does one nice thing, you kiss her. She does another, you date her." He started pacing. "You just seem to get together with whatever twin is there."

"That's not what happened!" Ethan interrupted.

"It's how it looks," Thayer looked up. "You just can't choose, can you? They're twins! You're not choosing them because of how they look. You're not choosing them because of their personalities, their completely different personalities."

"Stop!" Laurel shouted, tilting her head back. She was tired of whatever was wrong about Ethan's love life.

"You're tied up. You can stop being referee, Laurel," Thayer said, spitting out her name like it was a disease.

"Well, I'm not," Ethan proclaimed as he stood, holding up the ropes that had been bound around his wrists.

A/N: So, have you dealt with enough surprises for the past few days? What do you think will happen? Review please!