It was the day after Dom left for New York when Letty recieve an important phone call.

"Hello? -Leticita Ortiz?"

"-Yes." Letty replied back.

"Hi, this is Dr. Melissa Francis from Maui Memorial Hospital. I was your attending physician while you were here. I'm just following up on your lab results." The Doctor explained while going into further detail,"Your myocarditis was caused by a viral infection. You seem to have a very weak immune system."

"Well, I have SCID." Letty told her.

"SCID? Really? Why would you think that?" Dr. Francis questioned her from confusion.

"I've had it since I was a baby." Letty said, softly.

" I don't know... If you had that kind of severe immunodeficiency, you probably would have suffered more than myocarditis." Dr. Francis explained, softly.

Letty was confused and extremely shock with the news. She quickly storm out of her bedroom and ran into her mother's office. She started frantically going through her mother desk for her personal medical files. She couldn't find any medical record that she was diagnose with severe immunodeficiency.

Her mother had just return from work when she walk on Letty going through her office.

"Mija! What's going on?" Her mother asked, worriedly.

"Am I sick?" She questioned her mother.

"What?" Her mother was confused with the question.

"Am I sick?" She repeated her question.

"Do you feel sick?" Her mother asked.

"That's not what I mean." She sighed from frustration.

"Do you remember meeting a Dr. Francis in Maui?" She asked her mother.

"I met lots of doctors in Maui, why?" Her mother asked.

Mrs. Ortiz had a feeling this conversation was going to bring up a topic she fought to keep a secret from her daughter. Her mother was going to try her best to deny it as long as she could.

"She doesn't think I have SCID." Letty told her mother.

"And she got your hopes up, didn't she?" Her mother pointed out.

Letty stared at her mother in her eyes and in that very second in time she realize her mother wasn't telling her the truth.

"It was irresponsible of her to do that. S.C.I.D. is so rare and so complicated. Not everyone understands it. There's just too many types. And every person reacts differently." Mrs. Ortiz explained, softly.

"You get that, don't you?" Mrs. Ortiz said, softly.

Letty smirked, obviously not believing a word her mother was telling her.

"Yeah, that's what you've always told me." Letty said, bitterly.

"Well, you just saw it for yourself. You were fine for a little while, and then you almost died in that emergency room. Immune systems are very complicated."

"And Dr. Francis doesn't know your full medical history. She's just looking at a tiny fraction. She hasn't been here the whole time like I HAVE." Her mother slightly raised her voice at her daughter.

Letty ignore and dismissed everything her mother said.

"Where are the papers, Mom?" Letty raised her voice.

"What are you talking about?" Her mother decided to play dumb.

"You have records for EVERYTHING."

"But you have nothing about SCID! Where are the papers?" Letty raised her voice angrily.

Her mother started picking up the paper work that Letty toss onto the floor. She picked up a folder and started to go through it, as if she was looking for what her daughter was asking of her.

"Well, they must be here because I keep... I keep everything and I... Did you... Did you take them? The papers?" Mrs. Ortiz asked.

Letty grew frustrated with her mother, and was the verge on losing it. She storm out of the office and quickly made her way to the front then place the pass code to unlock the door. She ran out of the open door and stood outside.

"Letty? Letty? Letty? Letty, what are you doing?" Her mother called out to her daughter while running after her, desperately.

"Are you okay? Come inside, come inside." Her mother told her daughter, desperately.

"Why? Why do I have to go inside, Mom?" Letty asked her mother, angrily.

"Because you're sick, baby. You're sick. No. Letty, please. Please." Her mother begged her.

"I'm not going back inside." Letty shouted out, angrily.

"You have to. You're all I have left." Her mother fell into tears, while trying to touch her daughter.

"NO! YOU DON'T GET TO DO THAT..."

"For 18 years, you led me to believe if I came outside I would die. For 18 years! Mom! For 18 years I couldn't live my life for MYSELF! You took 18 years away from me that I can't get back..." Letty yelled at her mother angrily with tears running down her face.

"Have I ever been sick?" Letty asked one last time, before walking off.

Her mother didn't give her answer. So, in return, Letty gave her mother one answer that she knew she would comprehend. Her back...

"Come inside. Come inside. Come inside, Letty." Her mother continued to beg.

"Letty,don't."

"Letty, don't."

"Letty. Letty! Letty!" Her mother continued to call out to her.

Letty ran off leaving her mother into tears. She couldn't take anymore. Anywhere, was fine as long it wasn't any where near her mother. Letty found a payphone and made a call to the only person she could count on. Fifteen minutes later, a black car pulled up and Carla came right out, giving Letty a big bear hug. After Carla picked up Letty she brought Letty to her house.

As they all sat on the living room couch Letty spent the time with Gisele and Carla telling them the truth about what happen between her and her mother.

"Did she really do that?" Carla asked, worriedly.

Letty nodded her head 'Yes' while cleaning away the tears in her eyes.

"Wow!" Gisele was shocked.

Letty was more shocked then anything. She wanted to tell Dom as soon as possble but needed time to process the whole thing. Letty needed time to figure things out before she told Dom the truth. Although, she knew Dom would freak if he didn't hear from her. She had to figure out the survirity of the situation in regards of her health.