Leo helped Virginia onto the bed. "I'm fine, it's not as bad as it looks," she timidly told him.

Leo and Phoebe were both silent. Virginia looked at Phoebe whose blouse was soaked with blood, "I'll be okay, go clean yourself up. You can borrow one of my shirts if you need something to wear."

"You need to get out. We'll take you back to California with us, you can stay for as long as you like," said Phoebe.

"You don't need to do that.." Virginia insisted.

Phoebe paused for a minute than then told her, "Do you realize what he did? He almost killed you. He ripped your throat out." She pointed to her heavily stained shirt, "This is your blood." She looked at the blood stained carpet, "That is your blood over there. How could you stay with someone who does that to you?"

"I'm sorry. I should have been more careful, I should have chained him down to the foundation, to the pipes. If I had only done that, everything would have been fine, he wouldn't have gotten out." Virginia responded apologetically. How could she have let this happen?

"This isn't your fault. Don't blame yourself." Leo told her in a stern voice.

The phone suddenly rang. Leo turned to answer it, but Virginia quickly rose and picked it up before he could.

"Hello dad," she answered, her voice cheerful and happy, but nervous. She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her in an attempt for some privacy. However; she could still be heard from behind the door.

"Yes, everything is okay, nothing has happened." she insisted, "He is tied down securely, there is no way he can hurt me. I'm safe, you don't need to come over. Believe me I'll be fine, Randell is fine."

Leo and Phoebe looked at each other, as they overheard the conversation. Phoebe remembered how overprotective a father Tony had been. How much he cared about his only child. Virginia was the world to him. She winced at the thought of what it would be like if he lost her.

Virginia hung up the phone and walked back into the room. Leo and Phoebe both gave her glances of disapproval.

Leo looked her in the eye, "You couldn't tell him could you?"

"He doesn't understand," Virginia replied.

"You shouldn't lie to your father," he responded.

"It's not him, it's the full moon. I shouldn't have let you come in, things were just too dangerous."

"You're right about that, they were dangerous." Phoebe responded. "If we weren't here you would have been dead." She glanced at the bloodstain on the carpet. "You shouldn't stay with him."

"He loves me. Its not him on the full moon, he becomes something else. I can't leave him."

"But why should you put up with it?" Phoebe asked, then retrieved a pen and a piece of paper. "Here is the number of my divorce lawyer, I'll ask him if he knows of anyone in New York."

"I have a child, I don't want him being raised without a father in his life." Virginia responded.

"Better not to have a demonic father in his life because of a divorce, than to have a dead mother." Said Phoebe, "Has he ever hurt…"

"He's never touched Randell, only me. Randell is safe, locked in a cage in his room."

"Does Randell also have cycles?" Leo than asked.

Virginia nodded as a loud howl followed by intense rattling was heard from the boy's room.

Leo then began to worry. If the boy had inherited any of his mother's powers, what was going to happen on the full moon?