AN: Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

I love reading all of your reactions to Victoria being A!

I know it's a little confusing but it will all be explained soon, don't worry.

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The doctors were nice enough to let Anna, Kara, Zoe and Anna all stay in the same hospital room, but when they were getting examined, the doctors took them away to separate rooms.

Zoe right now was in one of those rooms.

When she first got to the hospital, they rushed her into emergency care and hooked her into a bunch of machines and stabbed her with tons of needles and pumped antibiotics and what-not into her body.

Zoe was passed out for most of it, but it turns out that Zoe had lost eighteen pounds while A held her captive, plus, her back was highly infected.

And to add onto the list of messed up things, she had pneumonia.

It could be worse, Zoe thought. She thought it over and over again.

She could be dead, but all she had to do was suffer through coughing fits and have wires hooked into her arms and have shots in her back, but it could be worse.

Zoe had only seen the others once since the few hours she's been in the hospital and that was when they were all rushed in together, then they turned down separate halls and the doctors did their thing.

Zoe had no idea what condition her friends were in, but she felt like if it was something terrible, the doctors would have told her.

"Are we almost done?" Zoe asked the nurse who was writing something on the white board in front of her. "I really want to see my friends?"

After she finished her sentence, Zoe erupted in a coughing fit that lasted for a minute. The nurse ran to her side and helped her sit up. Once Zoe stopped, she stared at the nurse and waited for her to answer the question.

"We have to wait for the doctor to further inspect you." The nurse said.

Zoe sighed. "Can you at least tell me if my friends are all okay?"

The nurse picked up a clipboard and read the papers on it.

"They're all going to be okay, Zoe." She said as she kept reading the paper. "You might even have it the worst out of all of them."

After a few more seconds of coughing, she looked back at the nurse. "When can I see my parents?"

"Your pneumonia is really contagious, Zoe. They won't be able to see you until you've been on twenty four hours of antibiotics. After twenty four hours, you won't be contagious anymore." The nurse explained.

Zoe rolled her eyes. "So I'm guessing that means that I won't be able to see my friends or boyfriend either."

The nurse shook her head.

Zoe looked over the nurse's shoulder at what she wrote on the whiteboard.

Patient: Zoe DiLafields

Problem: Infected back, pneumonia, Osteoporosis

Goal: Get rid of all the pneumonia, get back to healthy body weight, and heal back.

Doctor: Kingston

As she read her doctor's name, the door opened and a handsome middle aged man walked in with a pearly white smile.

"Hello, Zoe." He said with an English accent. "I'll be your doctor today." He stuck his hand out and Zoe shook it reluctantly.

"Hi." She said in a scratchy voice.

"You'll be able to see everyone soon, but we just need to make sure your pneumonia isn't contagious." He said.

Zoe nodded. It was almost impossible to be mad at this guy. Everything he said sounded so magical.

"Can you tell me my friends conditions?" Zoe asked. She couched really loud but she was able to stop it before it turned into an attack.

Dr. Kingston shook his head. "I'm afraid not. The only thing I can say is that you are all pretty underweight but you'll all live." He then smiled and Zoe could have sworn that she saw a glint in his white teeth."

Zoe swallowed hard. "What about A-" She cut herself off. "-I mean Victoria." She would have to get used to saying her name.

A sad look washed over both Dr. Kingston and the nurse's faces.

"She's pretty much okay." He said. "She has a busted up knee but other than that, she's fine. We're going to give her a cast and then she'll be shipped off to jail."

Zoe nodded her head. "Thanks, Dr. Kingston." She figured that he probably wasn't allowed to tell her that, but he did anyways.

He smiled again. "I'm going to be with you for a while, so please, call me Wren."

Zoe coughed hard again, but then she nodded. "Thanks, Wren."

Wren walked to Zoe's bedside and lifted up one of the tubes that was connected to a vein in her arms. He took a syringe out of a drawer and plunged it into the tube.

Zoe flinched at it. She expected to be knocked out cold or something, and when she woke up she would be back in A's grasp.

Wren noticed the scared look on her face. "Don't worry." He said. "It'll help with the coughing."

Zoe nodded. "Thanks."

"I'm afraid that until the twenty four hours of you being on antibiotics is up, you're basically on bedrest and you can't leave the room."

Zoe leaned her head back into her very hard, uncomfortable pillow. "Okay."

Wren walked towards the door and the nurse was quickly at his side.

"A nurse will be in with food in about fifteen minutes, and in the meantime, catch up an your sleep." Wren said as he opened the door.

Zoe pulled her sheet up to her chin as a response, and Wren closed the door.

She looked out of the window and looked out at Rosewood. It was the early morning, so the sun was just starting to come up, and Zoe's room was on one of the highest floors and it was facing out at the perfect angle of Rosewood's horizon. The orange sky illuminated the buildings and created a shadow that loomed through all of Rosewood.

Zoe looked down at her street. She couldn't tell which one was her house, but just looking at the street was making her homesick.

Plus, all she wanted to do was see her parents, her friends and Cory.

That's all she wanted.

Zoe groaned as she reached for the T.V remote that was on her bedside table. She had no idea what channel was what, but she knew that anything was better than sitting there and doing nothing and being forced to think about the things you don't have.

With that thought, she pressed the power button and the little T.V in the corner turned on.

As soon as it did, Zoe erupted into a coughing fit. It wasn't as bad as it usually was, thanks to the medicine, but it was still pretty bad.

When it was over with, Zoe's eyes were watering and they were blurring the T.V.

The volume was turned all the way down, so Zoe still had no idea what was going on. All she saw was a blur of colors.

She wiped the tears away, and when she could finally see, an image of Victoria was on the screen.

Zoe fumbled for the remote and quickly turned it up.

"…held the girls captive in an abandoned auto shop. Details about what Officer Victoria did to teens, Anna, Zoe, Rose and Kara are unknown, but we'll let you all know as soon as we can." Said a preppy, blonde, news reporter.

Zoe scoffed. They were all kidnapped and tortured and the only thing the public cared about was how Victoria hurt them. It made Zoe sick.

The news reporter's face turned when the camera changed angles, and her face grew more serious. "We have reporters stationed around the Rosewood Hospital where the girls are staying, and we were able to get a few words out of one of their parents."

Zoe's heart dropped when the camera's turned to a video of Jason, rushing into the hospital. A reporter and camera wobbled behind him.

"Mr. DiLaurentis, why didn't you come back to Rosewood as soon as you found out Zoe was missing?" The reporter asked.

"I tried to come home but I couldn't." Jason said angrily as he continued to walk to the hospital doors.

"Couldn't or didn't want to?"

Jason stopped and turned to the camera, an angry look on his face. "Couldn't." He said sharply. "This Victoria character made sure that every flight I tried to get on got canceled, and every car I got into broke down."

"Were you able to make any contact with your daughter's mothers?" The reporter asked.

Jason turned and kept walking. "No. I tried thousands of times but the call would never go through. I'm guessing that was because of Victoria too."

"Do you believe that the girls were actually taken, or do you think it was all staged?" The reported unbelievably asked.

Jason turned to the camera, an indescribable look of anger on his face, and he reached out and grabbed the camera's lens and shoved it down.

"What the bleep is wrong with you?" Jason's voice called.

There was a rustling sound and then the video ended.

"Jason DiLaurentis entered the hospital at that point, and we were never able to get an answer." The reporter said.

A picture of Jason appeared on the screen.

"Jason DiLaurentis, biological father to Zoe DiLafields," Zoe's school picture from Junior year popped up, "has been in Zoe's life since she was born, but she never knew he was her dad. As far as Zoe knew, Jason was her uncle. Yes, her uncle! Jason is the brother to Alison DiLafields, Zoe's mother. Alison married Emily Fields and the two of them wanted a child, so they used an anonymous sample which they later found out was the sample that came from Jason DiLaurentis."

Zoe shook her head angrily. Were the news allowed to do that? Could they just tell Zoe's whole life story? And the way they were telling it made Zoe's life sound crazy.

A picture of Zoe and her moms and Jason appeared on the screen. It was from the Christmas of freshmen year, before Zoe knew Jason was her dad.

Where did they even get these pictures from?

"This is ridiculous." Zoe said as she turned the T.V off. The news reporter was changing stories and went on with describing Anna's life, and Zoe didn't want to hear it.

"Crazy right?"

Zoe jumped really hard and screamed, and that scream turned into a coughing fit.

She turned her head to the speaker and she felt her jaw drop.

"Jason?" Zoe said in disbelief.

Somehow, Jason was standing in the corner of her room, a concerned look on his face.

"I didn't mean to scare you." He said as he walked over to Zoe's bedside. "I haven't really processed what has happened to you yet."

Zoe was absolutely grateful that Jason was here, especially since she hasn't seen him in what's felt like forever, but how did he get in here? Wasn't Zoe supposed to be in quarantine?

"How did you get in here?" Zoe asked as a few stray coughs escaped her mouth.

"I snuck in." He said with a smirk. "They don't have anyone guarding you, and I had to see you."

Zoe smiled. "You really shouldn't be here. I'm highly contagious."

Jason waved a hand at her. "I don't care that you're contagious. I'll risk pneumonia for the rest of my life for a few minutes with my daughter."

Zoe felt her cold body warm up a little. Another burst of coughs erupted from her mouth, and she covered them with her hand so she wouldn't infect Jason.

He reached over Zoe and grabbed her water that was on the table and handed it to her. She took it gratefully and gulped it down. "Thanks." She said when she was done.

Jason nodded and looked around. "Could they make the place any more boring?" He said with sarcasm. "They could have at least painted the walls a pretty color."

Zoe looked around at her room, and the truth is, it was pretty boring. The walls were an ugly beige color.

Zoe laughed. "You're right."

Jason smiled at her. "And I'm guessing the only thing to watch is the news, and as you already saw…" He trailed off.

Zoe frowned when she remembered how the reporter grilled Jason with questions.

"I'm sorry they asked you stuff like that." Zoe said quietly.

"Why are you apologizing?" He asked. "It's not your fault."

Zoe shrugged. "I mean, they were asking you questions about me."

Jason stared at her. "They were in the wrong. They're only looking for a juicy story."

Zoe nodded. She then remembered what Jason had said to the questions.

"Did A really do that stuff?" She asked. She still wasn't used to calling A by her real name.

Jason nodded. "I did everything I could, but Victoria always found a way to make sure I couldn't leave."

Zoe took a shaky breath. "I'm sorry."

"Again with the apologizing?" Jason said in an upbeat tone.

Zoe smiled and shook her head. "Sorry."

He lifted his eyebrows up.

Zoe chuckled. "I'm sorry for saying sorry, and I'm sorry for apologizing about apologizing."

Jason huffed out a small laugh. "You're forgiven."

Zoe stared at his blue eyes. Zoe had inherited every one of the stereotypical DiLaurentis genes except the blue eyes. She was blessed with Emily's poop brown ones.

Jason looked down at the menu for the hospital food that was next to Zoe's phone on the bedside table. He opened it and scanned through it.

"Ugh." He retched. "They don't even have any good food here."

Zoe was going to laugh, but then she remembered what Wren had said.

"You need to go." Zoe said. She sat up quickly and winced. "My doctor said someone will be coming with food in fifteen minutes." She then looked at the clock on the wall. "And he said that about thirteen minutes ago."

Jason's eyes grew wide. He looked at the door and then back at Zoe.

"I'll come back." He said. "Next time when I'm allowed too."

Zoe nodded. "I'm looking forward to it."

He smiled and leaned forwards and hugged Zoe very gently. He made sure to hover over the scars on Zoe's back.

Zoe on the other hand, squeezed as hard as she could.

He let go and rushed towards the door.

"I'll see you soon." He said as he opened the door and stepped out.

"See you soon!" Zoe called out.

The door then closed and he was gone.

It wasn't until after Jason was gone that Zoe realized that he never mentioned anything about what Zoe had went through, unlike the hospital staff.

After they hooked Zoe up to everything, they had asked her if she was okay mentally. The answer was obviously no, but she didn't think it would help talking to someone.

The doctors kept trying to get Zoe to talk about what she went through, but she didn't want too. It hurt too much.

But, even after Zoe had told them she didn't want to, the doctors had hired a therapist for Zoe and the girls to see once they were stable.

The door opened again, and Zoe expected to see Jason, but a plump nurse waddled in with a food cart.

She rolled it over to Zoe and hooked it up to her bed so the food was on a tray above her stomach.

"No solid foods today, honey." The nurse said as she handed Zoe a spoon. "Your metabolism won't be able to handle it, so it's just soup and water for today."

Zoe looked at the watery soup and shrugged.

"Thanks." Zoe pleaded.

The nurse nodded and walked out of the room. "I'll see you later, dear."

The door closed and Zoe looked at the soup and took a sip.

She wished she could have a buffet worth of food, but she knew that she would throw it all up, so she gratefully chowed down the soup.

In fact, this was the first thing Zoe was able to eat by herself since she was still in A's grasp.

She finished it quickly and she immediately found herself getting sleepy.

Zoe tried to fight it off, she knew that if she fell asleep, she would be awoken by nightmares, but she couldn't fight it off.

She gave in and let her body shut down.


Rose woke up with sweat dripping down her back, and a scream escaping from her lips.

Her doctor jumped at her scream but he collected himself and approached her.

"Are you okay?" He asked Rose.

She nodded. "Yeah, it was just another nightmare."

Thankfully, Rose didn't remember it this time, but every time she fell asleep, she was quickly awoken by the sight of Victoria lurching at her, or someone else she loved.

"You know I can give you something to help you sleep." Her doctor said as he wrote on his clipboard.

Rose shook her head. "No. I don't want to have to rely on anything."

Don't get her wrong, Rose wanted sleeping pills desperately, but she didn't want to need them to sleep. She wanted to get through this nightmare faze on her own.

The doctor nodded and stared at Rose up and down. He lifted up her blanket and looked at her legs.

"They're still pretty swelled up." He said. "I might need to give you a larger dosage. Is your nausea any better?"

Rose nodded. "A little."

The doctor wrote on his clipboard again. "Alright. What about the cramps?"

"They're fine."

Rose looked at the white board with her information on it again. She really didn't have much wrong with her. She was a little underweight, but not as much as the others since she was able to get out, she had a strong case of PTSD, and she had giardia.

Giardia is what was causing her bloating and nausea. It's basically a parasite in Rose's body. The doctors were able to trace it back to the day before everyone was found, and the parasite got into Rose's body through the water she drank. Her and Nick found a river and Rose gulped down water but that was a terrible idea, because now she had to deal with this crap. The doctors said that it was extremely rare to get, but since Rose was so lucky, she just so happened to get a bad case of it. The only good thing was that the doctors said is should be cured in a few days.

The doctor nodded at the trash can next to Rose's bed that was labeled 'the icky sickie collector' and a clip art picture of a sick person was under the bubbled letters.

"You know where the trash is if you need it." The doctor said.

Rose nodded. "I know."

There was a knock on the door and Rose looked over and saw Zak peeking through the little window in the door.

"Do you know him, or is he just another reporter?" The doctor asked.

"I know him. He's my…boyfriend." Rose stammered. She wasn't exactly sure what to call him. Rose thought he was dead just yesterday, and she didn't really have time to discuss with Zak what they were.

The doctor walked over to the door and let him in.

"I'll leave you two alone." The doctor said as he walked out the door. "Try not to puke on him."

Rose nodded with a small smile on her lips. "I'll try."

He then closed the door.

Zak walked to Rose's bedside and sat down. She saw him eyeing her hand, probably thinking if he should grab it or not.

Rose made the decision for him and reached out and grabbed it.

"Hi." She said in a low tone.

"Hey." He said with a smile.

It was silent between the two. Rose didn't like the awkwardness.

"How the hell were you able to trick Victoria into thinking you were dead?" Rose asked. A sour taste grew in her mouth when she said her name. Or maybe it was just vomit.

Zak shook his head. "It's not important."

"Bull shit." Rose grunted. "I've had to go through a full year of being humiliated by her and you escaped from her in a day and she forgot all about you and I want to know how you did it."

Zak sighed. "She wanted to kill me off anyways, so she blackmailed Anna's brother into doing it but he wimped out so I took that opportunity to fake my death. I told my brother about everything and he agreed to help. I needed someone there to witness it and I felt like Kara would be the best option and then it happened and that was that. I had no idea that the police would frame Kara for my death, if I did I wouldn't have done it, but Victoria was a police officer so I guess that no matter what, she still would have found a way to get you all together to take you. My idea is that she wanted to frame you all and once you were all in one place, she would take you, but that didn't happen. Anyways, I stayed on the down low and tried to help you all out as best as I could from then on."

Rose shook her head. "Why didn't you tell me? I cried for days and felt my heart break into a million pieces and you just ignored it."

"I wanted to see you so badly, Rose, but I knew it was too risky. I did little things every once in a while like bring Zoe to A's lair so she could discover the trackers and I tried to help Kara escape, and Victoria never put two and two together."

Rose looked down at their hands. "You missed my birthday."

She looked back up at Zak and a sad look washed over his face. "I know, I'm sorry about that, but I swear that I'll make it up to you." A grin grew in his lips.

Rose smiled. "Have the police questioned you yet?"

Zak sighed. "I just got done talking to them actually. I told them everything I knew about Victoria and how I faked my death and they said that they would drop the charges on Kara and they would take the arrest off of her permanent record."

"Good." Rose took a deep breath, which was a mistake. She smelt hotdogs from out in the hallway and that set off her gag reflex and that caused the vomit to rise.

She reached for the icky sickie collector. "Look away." She told Zak. She didn't want him to see her vomit her insides out.

He did as he was told as she vomited into the can. She felt the blood vessels pop in her cheeks.

After a minute of nonstop throwing up, she wiped her mouth and pressed the nurse button.

Zak looked at Rose with a sympathetic look. He softly rubbed his hand on her cheek which was red without a doubt.

"I'm sorry this had to happen to you." He said as he stared at her blotchy face.

She shook her head. "It really doesn't bother me." She said as she brought her hand up to her cheek and grabbed Zak's hand. "I would much rather be puking my guts out than be stuck with A for another day."

The door opened and a nurse walked in with a concerned look.

"Is everything okay, Miss. Fitz?" She asked.

Rose looked at the trash can. "Yeah, I'm fine, I just puked."

"Would you like me to empty your can?"

Rose nodded.

The nurse waddled through the room and grabbed the can, a disgusted look grew on the nurse's face and Rose didn't blame her. Her puke was disgusting.

She then opened the door in a hurry and almost ran into Rose's parents who were standing just outside the door.

"Oh!" The nurse yelled as she stopped moving abruptly.

Both Aria and Ezra backed up with shocked looks on their faces.

Rose put her hand to her mouth and tried her best not to laugh. Zak was smiling next to Rose, trying not to laugh as well.

"I'm sorry about that." The nurse said as she stepped aside so Aria and Ezra could walk in.

"It's no problem. You were just doing your job." Ezra said as he stepped inside.

The nurse nodded a thank you and quickly left.

Rose watched the door close and then she made eye contact with her mother. She looked eager to talk to Rose; she was even bobbing up and down on her heels.

Rose turned to Zak. "Can I talk to my parents alone?" She asked.

He nodded. "Yeah, of course." He brought Rose's bloated hand to his mouth and kissed it. He then got up and left the room, nodding at Aria and Ezra on his way out.

Ezra followed him to the door and closed it after Zak was out.

"Uh oh." Rose said at her father closing the door. "This can't be good."

He turned around and made eye contact with Rose. She wasn't really able to read them.

They walked to Rose's bedside and sat down. Her dad was on her left, and her mom was on her right.

She looked at the two of them. "What?"

The two made eye contact and then Rose spoke.

"You'll be home in a few days, and we want you to know that…" Aria stammered off as her mouth erupted into a smile.

Her husband finished her sentence. "I was on the phone with the company who was re-building our house not too long ago and they said the house was ready for us to move into once you get out."

Rose sighed a sigh of relief. "Thank god!" She cried out. "I thought you were going to say someone died or something!"

Her parents shook their heads.

"We had given them reference photos so they knew how to build the house and they said that they had gotten it exact." Aria said.

Rose smiled big. "So I'll be able to sleep in my own bed?"

They nodded again.

Rose clapped her hands in glee. "Finally."

Rose hasn't been in her own bed in forever. It seemed like forever ago since Victoria had set her house on fire and destroyed Rose's house.

"We weren't going to tell you until we were in the driveway of the house with you, but we couldn't wait." Ezra said, smiling.

"I'm glad you told me." Rose said. "Today's sucked."

"Well, I'm glad we could make it better." Aria said as she squeezed Rose's hand.

Rose looked at her mom and hers hands as a random thought popped into her head.

"Do you know when I'll be able to see Zoe, Anna and Kara?"

"Soon." Ezra said. "I overheard that Zoe has pneumonia and it might be a while until you see her, but I don't think the other girls have that bad of cases, so soon."

Rose's jaw dropped. "Zoe has pneumonia?"

"Unfortunately." Aria said in a small tone.

Rose looked around her room and her eyes landed on the small T.V in the corner of her room.

"Are we on the news yet?" Rose asked. She hasn't had the chance to turn the T.V on yet.

Ezra sighed. "Yes. They have you and the other's whole life story and they keep trying to get into the hospital to question you all but the police limited them to staying outside, but you can't set a foot outside without getting grilled."

Rose groaned. "Really? So that means you can't get Pigtunia for me?"

Aria chuckled. "Ezra could probably try to get her for you."

Ezra turned to Aria. "Why me?"

"Because I said so." Aria said strictly.

"It's your pig."

"But our daughter wants it."

Ezra rolled his eyes playfully. "How about we rock paper scissors? Whoever loses has to get the pig."

Aria put her fist up. "You're on."

They started the game and Aria won the first round with rock, but she lost the second from paper.

Rose watched the match with wide eyes. She had never seen her parents do something as practical as rock paper scissors.

Aria took a deep breath as she finished the chant and held out rock again.

Rose turned to her father and saw that he was holding paper.

"Haha." He said playfully.

Aria groaned. "Dang it!"

Ezra smiled. "Don't worry." He said. "I'll get the pig. I just wanted to play rock paper scissors."

Aria scoffed. "Wow."

"Do you want to get the pig?" Ezra threatened.

She shook her head. "No."

Ezra smiled. "Good." He moved his eyes up to Rose. "Is there anything else you want?"

Rose shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe a hairbrush?"

He nodded and got up. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

He was then out the door.

"I can't believe him sometimes." Aria said as she watched him walk out the door.

Rose looked at her father leaving and then at her mother. She could see the love for her father in her eyes.

"Can I ask you something?" Rose asked.

Aria turned to Rose. "Shoot."

"How did you two meet?"

The blood rushed from her mother's face. "Why do you want to know that?"

"Because you're my parents." Rose said obviously. "Why, was it bad?"

Aria shook her head and scratched her neck. "No, it's not bad, but…"

Rose leaned forwards. "Spill."

"I was sixteen and your father was older, but I didn't really care. We were in a bar when he approached me and started flirting and one thing led to another…"

Rose jaw dropped. "What happened? Did you two…" She stopped.

Aria shook her head quickly. "No!" She called. "But we did make out in the bathroom."

Rose shook her head. "Ew."

"Don't say that!" Aria said sarcastically. "I really liked him, but then the next day I found out he was my teacher."

Rose knew that part, but she didn't know the gory details. "What did you guys do?"

Aria looked down at the floor. "We continued to see each other in privet." She whispered.

Rose gasped. "Mom!"

"Shh!" Aria urged. "Okay, I loved him and he loved me and he being my teacher wouldn't change that."

Rose shook her head. "I had no idea that you were such a rebel."

"Don't underestimate your mother." She said with a wink.

Rose laughed. "Well, I met Zak at the brew. He spilled his coffee on me, which I later found out that was A's plan but…its how we met."

Aria was quiet. "How are you feeling about that by the way? How are you handling Victoria?"

Rose shook her head. "Fine." She lied.

Aria grabbed Rose's hand again. "Don't lie."

Rose shrugged her shoulders. "I have nightmares once and a while but that's it."

Aria nodded. "Your father and I are here if you need us."

Rose half-smiled. "I know."

Aria squeezed her hand. "You need sleep." She started. "I know you get nightmares, but I know you can get through them. You're strong."

Rose nodded. She was really tired, but she was scared that she would have another nightmare.

"Wake me up when dad gets back." Rose said as her mother stood up.

"I will." She said as she tucked Rose under her blanket.

Aria then walked towards the door and opened it.

"I love you." She said.

"I love you too." Rose called back as her eyelids forced themselves down.

Aria closed the door gently and in a matter of minutes, Rose was asleep.


"Anna, you should really stay in bed." Spencer said as Anna pushed herself upright.

"I'm sick of being in here." Anna groaned as she put her feet on the ground.

"You've been through so much this month and you can't push yourself." Her father added.

Anna straightened herself and looked up at her parents. "I'm sick of being locked up in this room!" She complained. "I just want to go for a walk."

"There are reporters everywhere, honey. You can't step outside of the door without being ambushed."

Anna sighed and looked out of the window. She saw the hospital garden and how it was empty.

"I'll walk in the garden." She said. "You can only get in through the hospital so I won't get attacked by reporters. Plus, you can watch me from here." Anna said as she pointed to the window.

Spencer and Toby looked the nurse.

"Is she well enough to do that?" Toby asked.

The nurse looked at her clipboard and then back up. "Her doctor didn't write anything prohibiting her exploration, so I'd say, yes, she can."

Anna looked back at her parents. "Please!"

Spencer and Toby sighed.

"I don't want you to walk around alone." Spencer said.

Anna looked out of her hospital door and saw her brother sitting in a chair with his head in his hands.

"I'll take Brendon with me." Anna said, still looking at him. "I haven't really gotten to talk to him since we got back."

Anna looked back at her parents to see that they were staring at Brendon too. They turned and looked at each other and had a conversation with their eyes.

"Fine." Her father said. "But don't be out there too long."

"Thanks." She said cheerfully as she walked out of her hospital door and over to her brother.

She approached him slowly. "Hi." She said.

He looked up at her with red eyes. He squinted as he looked at her.

"Hi." He said back in a groggy voice.

Anna swayed from side to side as she looked at him. "I'm going to go take a walk in the garden and I wanted you to come with me."

Brendon shook his head. "Nah."

Anna's jaw dropped. "What?"

"I don't want to walk in a dumb garden. It's stupid." He said. His voice was groggy.

Anna grabbed his hand and tugged on it. "Come on, Brendon." She grunted. "Don't you want to spend quality time with your sister?"

He shook his head. "No."

Anna let go of his hand and let it drop to his side. She felt her eyes start to fill with tears.

"Fine." She said through gritted teeth. "Be that way."

She turned and stomped off, not looking behind her.

She turned the corner and stopped. She listened for footsteps but she didn't hear any.

A tear fell down her face as she turned back to the hallway.

Did her brother not care that she was back? She's been kidnapped for over a month and he didn't seem to care one bit.

She wiped her tear away and took a deep breath.

She heard a door slam somewhere in the distance and screamed. She ducked down and covered her head as the memory came back.

She pinched her eyes closed as the image of her shooting Chelsey came back for the millionth time today.

Every time there was a loud abrupt, noise, the memory came back.

No matter what Anna did, she couldn't get it out of her head.

Her doctors had said that there wasn't much wrong with her besides her broken fingers and her being very overweight, and a small case of PTSD, but Anna was pretty sure that she was being drowned in guilt.

While still being held captive by A, Anna felt no remorse to the fact that she had shot and killed someone, but now that she was out and actually had time to think, it was all coming back. She couldn't stand that fact that someone's heart stopped beating because of her, and someone's family had one less member because of her. Nobody should have to go through that pain, even if that person's family is Chelsey's.

The memory faded as she heard someone calling her name.

"Anna!" They called. "Anna, are you okay?"

She opened her eyes and saw that Brendon was crouched down next to Anna in a corner.

She wiped the tears off her cheeks and took a deep breath. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Brendon grabbed Anna's arm and helped her up. "What just happened?"

Anna opened her mouth and was about to tell him how she killed Chelsey, but then she quickly stopped herself. How would he react to that? How could he live with the fact that his sister killed someone.

"I just had a memory." Anna said. That was kind of the truth.

"Of what?" Brendon asked.

Anna looked over his shoulder and started walking down the hallway. "Something I did…in order to survive."

Brendon caught up to Anna and stared at her with a shocked expression. "What did you do?"

Anna shook her head as she got to the elevator. "I don't want to talk about it."

Thankfully, Brendon didn't question it.

The elevator door opened and an old woman in a wheelchair with a nurse pushing her exited. Anna and Brendon stepped in after them.

"Where are we going?" Brendon asked, his voice slow.

"The garden." Anna answered.

Brendon groaned but didn't say anything. She pressed the lobby button and the elevator quickly descended.

The door opened with a ding and the got out and walked to the garden without saying a word.

The beautiful smell of all the flowers filled Anna's nose and she took it in happily.

It wasn't until they were halfway through the garden that Brendon finally spoke.

"So, are you okay?"

Anna sighed. He did care.

"I'm a little shook up but I'm okay." She lied.

Brendon wobbled a little and Anna stopped to hold him straight.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

He straightened himself and slowly put a hand to his head. "Yeah…yeah I'm okay."

Anna looked him in the eyes and saw that they were a light shade of red.

She grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. "No you're not." She said.

He swiped her hands away and turned around.

"I'm fine." He said his voice raspy.

Anna stomped her foot and stared at the back of Brendon's head. "Brendon Peter Cavanaugh tell me what the hell is wrong right now!"

He turned his head a little and Anna saw his eyes were wet.

"It's been a hard month, okay."

Anna walked over to him and looked into his eyes with tears starting to form in hers.

"What have you been doing to yourself?" She asked, her voice shaking.

He shook his head and covered his face with his hands. "Don't tell mom and dad."

Anna's jaw dropped as she looked at Brendon. "What did you do?"

He removed his hands and Anna saw his wet cheeks.

"My friend has anti-depressants and… It hit me hard when you went missing and I asked for some…" He stammered.

Anna's heart dropped. "You're on drugs?" She asked in astonishment.

He swallowed hard. Anna watched his Adam's apple bob up and down.

"Like I said, it's been a hard month." He said quietly.

Anna walked over to him and looked him in the eyes. Tears run down her cheeks.

"When did you last take the pills?" She asked quietly.

"This morning."

Anna sighed. "Do you have them on you right now?"

He nodded and pulled out a Ziploc bag with a few pills in it.

Anna reached out and grabbed it and walked over to the lion statue that was sitting next to the lilacs.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

Anna didn't reply as she lifted the statue up and began to crush the pills with it.

Brendon ran at Anna and grabbed her by the shoulder. "Anna, stop!" He yelled. He threw Anna back and she went tumbling to the ground.

She gasped as her head hit the ground, and when she looked up she saw that Brendon was standing over her with his jaw dropped.

"I'm sorry." He cried. "I'm sorry, I'm so messed up right now…I…I don't know what I'm doing."

Anna stood up and wrapped her arms around her brother. He cried into her shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He kept repeating.

Anna shushed him. "Just stop, okay. I'm home now."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize!" Anna yelled. "Everyone goes through rough patches in their lives."

"I'm sorry for getting you kidnapped!" He cried.

Anna pushed away from him and stared at his red face.

"What?" Anna asked, her voice small.

"I'm the reason you and your friends were taken."

Anna walked over to the bench next to the lion statue and sat down. "Explain." Was all she was able to say.

Brendon walked to the bench and sat down on the other side of it.

"Remember when you caught me sneaking into A's lair? Well, A gave me a choice."

Anna looked at her brother, tears running down both of their faces.

"She said that I had to kill Zak, or she would do…something…to you. They didn't say what, but that was enough for me to do it."

Anna's hands shook as she listened to Brendon. "But you didn't kill Zak. He's still alive."

Brendon shook his head. "I thought I killed him. I found him and beat him senseless and when I left him in that ditch, I thought I had killed him, and this guilt filled me and it was so unbearable, but I knew that you would be safe from whatever A had planned. I was going to send a note to A the next morning saying I had done it, but when I woke up, I saw the news say that Zak was dead and that he was killed by gunshot and that Kara had witnessed it. I never shot him and Kara was nowhere around, so I knew I screwed up."

Anna kept her mouth shut. She wanted to tell Brendon that she understood what if felt like to kill someone, but now wasn't the time.

"A must have of thought that I shot Zak and dressed up like A like how Kara said, and they were quiet for the next few days, and I thought everything was cool, but then Kara went to jail for murder and then you all went missing." Brendon said, his voice cracking. "Zak was still 'dead' so I was so confused on why A took you when they promised that they wouldn't harm you, but it was stupid for me to trust Victoria."

Anna opened her mouth. "You did not cause this."

He whipped away his tears. "Why else would A take you?"

"Because she's a psychopath who's only goal in life was to make us all feel miserable!" Anna yelled back.

Brendon shook his head. "That night hasn't left my head since the day it happened. I wish I could go back to it and make sure that Zak was actually dead before I left him. If I actually would have killed him, then maybe A would have left you and the others alone."

Anna felt her heart skip a beat. "Brendon, don't ever say that again."

He looked at her. "It's the truth, An."

She shook her head. "The guilt you said you felt, it would feel so much worse if you knew you actually killed him."

Brendon slapped his hands on the bench. "How would you know?"

Anna swallowed hard. "Because I've killed someone."

Brendon shot his head up and looked at Anna, his mouth was hanging open.

"What?" He asked, his voice small.

"I killed someone." Anna said. Her voice cracked as she said it. It was so much harder saying it out loud, it made it sound real. Saying it out loud meant that she finally came to terms with what she did.

"What…when?" Brendon stammered.

"Back when A had us. Chelsey was going to kill us. She had a gun in her hands but I got it and shot her. I didn't even hesitate." Anna said. She looked down at the dirt below her feet.

Brendon was silent.

"It's been eating me up inside and the pain kills me, but I did it and I have to deal with it, and it's the hardest thing I've ever had to go through and I pray that you never have to feel what I felt."

She looked back up at her brother and saw that he was still crying. Anna had stopped.

"Is that the memory that you got in the hallway?" He asked.

Anna nodded.

He looked ahead of him with an emotionless look on his face.

"Thanks for telling me." He said in a low voice.

Anna looked at him. "Are you okay with that?"

Brendon lifted his shoulders up and down. "It's weird and terrifying, but you did what you had to do so…yeah, I'm okay with it."

Anna released a breath she didn't know she was holding. In a way, she was relieved and disappointed.

She stood up and at the flowers in front of her. It was a field of red roses.

Brendon stood up and walked behind her. He stared at the flowers in silence.

Anna's eyes focused on the odd flower in the bunch. Near the front of the field, there was a lone black rose in the middle of all the red ones.

Anna reached down and picked it. She stared at its black petals, and a certain someone came to mind.

"Come on." Anna said as she started to walk back to the hospital.

"What are you going to do with that?" Brendon asked from behind her.

"I want to give it to someone." Anna said. Brendon was silent behind her.

She walked into the hospital doors and as she passed the front door, she head people screaming at her through the doors.

"Anna, Anna!" Reporters yelled. "What are your thought on your kidnapper being treated in the same hospital as you and your friends?"

Anna turned and looked at the group. She held the flower close to her chest.

She saw a camera pressed up against the glass and she looked into its lens.

"Funny." She answered.

She turned away as the reporters wrote in their notepads and other screamed out more questions, but Anna ignored them and walked up to the front desk.

"Hello there!" The lady said in a happy voice. "What can I do or you?"

"I'd like to send something to a patient." Anna said, her voice in monotone.

Anna looked at the T.V behind the woman's head, it was on mute but a picture of Victoria's police picture was on the screen. The news anchor was definitely explaining for the millionth time what was going on.

"Okay, to what room?" The lady asked.

"I'm not sure what the room number is, but her first name is Victoria." Anna said.

Brendon made a weird noise behind Anna, but she ignored him.

The lady made a strange face. "Victoria? As in the kidnapper?"

Anna nodded.

"You do know what she did to those kids right? It's just awful!" The lady said in a harsh tone.

Anna nodded. "Yeah, I heard about it, but I really want to give this to her." Anna said as she held up the black rose.

Anna felt herself laughing inside as she talked to this woman. She was so angry at Victoria for what she had done, but she didn't even recognize Anna as one of the four kidnapped girls.

The lady made a funny face but she got out a slip of paper and a pen.

"What do you want me to sign on it?" She asked.

Anna looked at the lady as a smirk fell off her face. "I just want you to put one letter." She said.

"And which letter is that?" She asked.

Anna looked back up at the T.V and saw a slide show of pictures of herself flash across the screen.

She looked at the woman.

"A."


"Kara, age seventeen, was in fact arrested for the murder of Zak Brighton before she was kidnapped! All the clues led to her, and her trial was very soon when all of a sudden…she went missing." The news anchor said.

Kara rolled her eyes as she reached for the T.V remote on her nightstand, but it was just out of reach and she was too lazy to get out of her hospital bed.

A picture of Kara's mugshot appeared on the screen.

"Now that we know who A, the kidnapper, was actually a head police officer, and the one to call the arrest on Kara, it's pretty easy to say it was a set-up, but police haven't confirmed what they are going to do about the charges, but with Zak coming out as being alive, it's safe to say that the charges will be lifted."

Kara sighed at that. It was kind of weird how the police still haven't talked to her about this whole arrest thing. It wasn't like she was contagious with anything.

All she had were few bruised areas, a slight concussion and PTSD, but who out of the group didn't have PTSD? The doctors were also testing her for Hypersensitivity Pneumonitis, whatever that was, because she kept coughing and had a runny nose.

Kara jumped a little when she heard a bang on her door. She turned her head to the side and saw a shadow in the window, but she only saw it for a brief second.

Her heart rate began to speed up as she slowly got out of her bed. She looked around for something to defend herself, but the hospital was fresh out of bats.

Kara grabbed the lamp on her nightstand figuring it was good enough and slowly walked towards the door.

The shadow flashed again and all Kara saw was black. She stopped dead in her steps as she felt her heart literally stop.

She was told that they had A, or Victoria, or whatever the bitch preferred to be called, was prohibited from leaving her hospital room and there were police officers watching her every move, so how the hell did she get out?

Kara started to move again and she leaned against the wall that the door was on.

She heard another loud bang and she flinched, but she powered through her pain and reached for the door handle.

She closed her eyes and counted to three.

1…2..3…!

She flung the door open and lunged for the person there.

"Ahh!" She yelled as she lifted the lamp up, but when she brought the lamp down to hit the intruder, she saw that nobody was there.

Well, there were people in the waiting room of the hospital who were looking at Kara as if she was crazy, but nobody was dressed in black the only person in the hallway by the door was a woman rolling herself along in a wheelchair, and she was too shot to reach the window in the door.

She saw her parents get up from their seats and rush over to her.

"What happened?" Hanna asked as she reached Kara. She looked at the lamp in Kara's hands.

"Why do you have a lamp?" Caleb added.

Kara looked down at the ugly beige lamp in her hand and up at her parents.

"I…I saw A…but…" She stammered. She was still so confused on how fast they ran away.

Her parents sighed. Caleb leaned down and put his hands on Kara's shoulders. "Honey, Victoria is gone from your life. She is under constant watch and she isn't even on this floor of the hospital."

Kara began to take short, deep breaths in and out. "But…but… someone was banging on my door and watching me from the window, and they were dressed in all black!" Kara cried, her voice cracked.

Hanna shook her head. "Nobody walked by your door, Kara. I've been watching this whole time and nobody has banged on your door."

Kara shook her head violently. "No!" She yelled. "Okay, someone was trying to mess with me!"

"Kara, calm down." Her father said in a calming voice. "This could just be your PTSD and you could be hallucinating."

Kara leaned up against the wall as she felt a tear roll down her cheek. "No, it couldn't be. It was so real."

"That's the terrible thing about PTSD, Kara." Hanna said. She reached out and wiped the tear off of Kara's cheek.

She took a shaky breath in. "And you're both sure you didn't see anyone?"

They nodded.

Kara angrily banged her head on the wall once, which was totally not good for her concussion, but the pain was better than the hallucinations.

"Maybe you should go back to bed." Hanna said as she grabbed Kara's hands.

She slowly shook her head. "No, I'm sick of that room."

"Then why don't you see if you can talk to Zoe, Anna and Rose." Caleb suggested.

Kara took a deep breath. It's been a day and she still hasn't seen them, and maybe talking to them will clear her head.

"Okay." She finally said. "Where are their rooms?"

Her mom lifted her shoulders up and down. "Were not sure. All we know is that they're on this floor."

Kara nodded. Maybe a little exploration was good for her.

She turned and walked down the hallway and looked at all the names on the doors.

She was walked down two hallways and found nothing. Her head was beginning to pound.

If she didn't see someone's name soon, she was going to explode.

She turned another corner and saw some familiar faces.

Kara ran up to them.

"Hi." She said as she approached them.

Alison and Emily both looked up at Kara with warm eyes.

"Hi, Kara." Emily said. "How are you?"

She awkwardly scratched her arm. "I'm a little rough around the edges but overall, I think I'm okay."

"That's good." Alison said with a big smile.

Kara exhaled loudly. "How's Zoe?"

Both of their faces immediately turned sad.

"She has pneumonia, and we haven't been able to see her yet." Emily said.

"Plus, her back is pretty infected." Alison added.

Kara frowned. "You haven't been able to see her?"

They nodded. "We will be able to in a few hours when she's taken a full twenty four hours of antibiotics, so we just need to stay together until we can."

Kara nodded. That must be so hard for them. They finally got their daughter back and they can't even see her. The only thing standing in the way of them and their child was a wall.

Someone came up from behind Kara and she jumped, but she saw that it was just Jason.

"Jason?" Kara asked. She hadn't seen him in forever.

"Hi, Kara." He said with a smile. "Sorry for scaring you, I noticed that you jumped."

Kara shook her head. "Its fine, you didn't scare me. It was just the PTSD."

"Sorry to hear about that."

"Yeah me too."

Kara looked at what he was holding in his hands. He was holding two coffee cups.

He handed them to Zoe's moms.

"Thanks, so much Jason." Alison said as she grabbed the coffee from his hands.

"You're a life saver." Emily added as she took a sip.

Jason gave them his sinister, charming smile and sat down. "You're welcome."

"Where did you get those?" Kara asked.

"You really shouldn't be drinking coffee, Kara." Jason said as he crossed his arms.

She sighed. "I'm barely functional without it."

Jason sighed. "You wouldn't be allowed to get one anyways. Patients aren't allowed to get anything with their doctor saying they can."

Kara stomped her foot. She really needed some caffeine.

"Do any of you know where Anna or Rose's room is?" Kara asked.

"I think Anna's is in the next hall." Jason said. "I'm not sure about Rose though."

Kara took a few steps back as she headed towards the hall. "Thanks." She said. "I'll be back in a few hours."

She didn't hear their replies as she stomped down the hallway.

Kara kept her eyes wide open as she looked at all the names on the doors. She passed through another hallway without seeing Anna or Zoe's names.

She passed an open door and saw a black hooded figure inside out of the corner of her eye. She stopped in her steps, her heart pounding.

She turned her head to look directly into the room, and her heartrate went down when it was only a coat rack with a black winter jacket on it.

Kara rubbed her eyes and continued walking, hoping that this hallucination thing would stop soon.

In that same hallway, Kara was relieved to see "Anna Cavanaugh" written on the door.

Without even knocking, Kara ripped the door open, but the bed was empty.

Confusion walked over her face as she stared at the empty room.

"Kara?"

She screamed and threw her fists up, ready to fight. That seemed to be her natural reaction to fright now.

She looked at who spoke and put her fists down.

"Sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Cavanaugh." Kara said as she put a hand to her rapidly beating heart.

Spencer held her hand out and grabbed Kara's hand. "Don't be sorry, Kara. We shouldn't have jumped out at you like that." She them removed her hand.

Kara smoothed out her hospital dress and looked back at the empty room.

"Where's Anna?" She asked.

"She went on a walk through the garden with Brendon." Toby answered.

Kara nodded. She kind of wished she had a sibling. Don't get her wrong, she was grateful that she was back with her parents and she loved them more than anything, but it would be nice to talk to someone else.

"Do you know when she'll be back?" Kara asked in a small voice.

They both shook their head. "They left a few minutes ago so it might be a while." Mrs. Cavanaugh said.

Kara nodded, slightly disappointed.

She tried her best to keep the conversation flowing, she liked talking to other people.

"Did you hear that Jason was here?" Kara asked Spencer. She knew that they were half-siblings, so it seemed like Spencer was obligated to know.

But, Spencer's eyes widened in shock, so Kara guesses that she hadn't known.

"No, I didn't know that." She said in a low tone. She turned to her husband. "Why wouldn't he tell me he was here?" She said in a loud whisper.

Kara pretended she hadn't heard and picked at the hospital wristband on her wrist.

"He's probably busy with Zoe. She is his daughter you know." Toby whispered back.

"Kara, if you don't mind, we're going to go talk to him." Spencer said.

Kara shot her head up from her wristband and nodded. "That's fine."

So much for keeping the conversation going.

"Do you know where her room is?" Toby asked.

Kara nodded and pointed at the hallway behind her. "Just keep following this hallway for a few rows of rooms and you'll find him."

They nodded. "Thanks again." They said at the same time.

Kara gave them a half-smile as a response.

"Feel better soon, honey." Spencer said as she walked off.

Kara didn't say anything as they walked away. She just stood there and itched at her right hand without even looking at it. She stopped when she felt a warm liquid.

She looked down at her burned hand. The memory of the carousel came back and Kara pinched her eyes closed and tried her best to get the memory out of her head.

A tear fell down her face as she pushed it out and she looked down at her branded hand. When she first got it, it had said the word "Bitch" but after picking at it and new layers of skin developing, it turned into just an ugly burn mark.

She let it bleed as she walked to find Rose's room.

It didn't take her that long to find it. After turning down one hallway, Kara saw Mr. Fitz get out of the elevator with Pigtunia, Rose's pig puppet, in his hand.

Kara trailed him as he sped walk down the hallways. He stopped when it got to a circular dead end. Kara saw him walk up to Rose's mom and she started talking to him.

Kara ran up to them. "Is Rose okay?" Kara asked, completely interrupting their conversation.

They looked at Kara with a look of worry, and then they looked at each other.

"She's fine, Kara." Ezra said in a calm voice. He was still holding the puppet.

"Can I please go talk to her?" Kara pleaded.

Aria took a step forwards and looked Kara in the eyes. "She's asleep. And I would let you wake her up but she hasn't been able to stay asleep since you all got back and she needs sleep."

Kara nodded her head. She understood, she also hasn't been able to get any sleep, but she was also pretty annoyed.

It seemed like nobody had time for Kara. Everyone was off doing their own things and Kara was left to suffer through the pain of the unknown.

"Okay, thanks. I'll come back when she's awake." Kara said as she walked off.

Both of their mouths hung open as Kara walked off. They were probably planning on having a conversation, but Kara wasn't in the mood to fake smile and lie about how she was fine.

She turned the corner and got into the nearest elevator. It was empty, thank god.

She didn't know where she wanted to go, so she blindly clicked the first floor. The elevator started to move and she turned around and looked at herself in the elevator mirror.

She looked disgusting. Her hair was a mess, she was bony, her eyes looked dead, and she had blotchy red patches all over her face.

She wished Owen would come visit her and bring her some concealer or something, but he still hasn't come to visit her.

It kind of made her sad. She's been back for a day, so why hasn't he come to see her?

She closed her eyes and shook her head and tried to get the bad thought out of her head.

"There's a reason why, Kara." She said to herself. "He'll come to you as soon as he can."

When she opened her eyes, she saw someone standing behind her.

She screamed as she looked at A behind her in the mirror. She turned around to face them, but when she did, they were gone.

She took deep breaths as she brought her heartrate down. The door opened and a middle aged couple looked at her as if she was crazy.

Well, maybe Kara actually was.

She scooched out of the elevator and walked down the hallway that looked identical to Kara's floor.

She stormed down the hallway, not really paying attention to anything in front of her.

But as she turned down a hallway, she saw a name out of the corner of her eye and her body immediately reacted and stopped in its tracks.

She looked at the name on the plaque.

"Victoria."

There wasn't a last name.

Could this be the Victoria? There were thousands of Victoria's in the world, what were the chances that this was the Victoria.

She looked through the window in the door and he heart skipped a beat.

She saw Victoria, her Victoria, sitting in her bed, a blank stare on her face. She was staring at someone across the room.

Kara adjusted herself so she could see who Victoria was talking to, and she felt her heart rate pick up.

It couldn't be…why would she be talking to Victoria?

Why was Mona even allowed in her room?

Kara watched as they had a heated conversation, but she saw the emotions change on their faces change from anger to sympathy.

A tear fell down Mona's face and Kara saw her lips form the words "I'm sorry."

"What the fuck?" Kara grunted under her breath.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and she flinched.

"Excuse me." A doctor said. "But you can't be here."

Kara pointed at the door. "I want to see Victoria."

The doctor put his hand on the door and shook his head "I'm sorry. You can only see her if you are a police officer or family."

Kara slapped her hands down to her sides. "But Mona's in there!" She said more to herself.

The doctor sighed. "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

He opened the door and walked inside.

As the door was closing, Victoria turned her head and looked at Kara. They made eye contact, and it wasn't broken until the door was closed.

Kara was petrified in place. Her heart beat sped up as she felt Victoria's gaze lingering on Kara's body.

She took a step back and she almost fell down.

Family only? But…Mona was in there. How?

Unless…

Kara turned around and sprinted towards the elevator. This was too much. It was the hallucinations again.

It had to be.

There was no way…

Kara pressed the level eleven, her floor number, button over and over again.

She needed to sleep. Maybe if she got some sleep, the hallucinations would go away, and Mona would say that she never talked to Victoria, because that was ridiculous.

The elevator door opened and two female nurses were on the other side, chatting. One even laughed.

How could they be laughing at a time like this? Kara was going insane and they were laughing?

She must have had a crazy look on her face, because the nurses stared at Kara with a concerned looks.

"Are you okay?" One of them asked

Kara shook her head. "No, I'm…I'm…"

Kara stammered as she started to sway.

She felt dehydrated, and she could barely keep her eyes open. She was extremely light headed, and she was starting to lose the feeling in her toes.

And then she was falling to the ground.

The nurses reached out to catch her, but they didn't get to her in time.

She crashed into the ground, and as one of the nurses screamed for a doctor, Kara felt her eyes roll to the back of her head, and then everything was black.

Finally, she would get the sleep she needed.


AN: Ahhhh!

So a lot happened.

Also, I know that I didn't post last week, but that was because this chapter was pretty dang long and I didn't want to separate it into two chapters because I feel like it wouldn't flow right.

Also, why was Mona with Victoria? Hmmmmmmm idk.

Anyways, review and tell me how you feel about all of the girl's injuries and stuff. I'm curious.

Alright, I'll try to see you next week.

-Jessica