A/N: Okay, here's the new chapter, and thanks so much for the reviews, they really make my day.but without further ado, here's the next chapter to Shattered Walls.

Heather sat in the back seat in silence. In the front seat, her parents were talking like nothing was different at all. She hated them for that. How could her dad just sit there and act like the "perfect father," just oh so worried about his baby girl, and doing the best thing he knew he could do for her, by getting her the "help" that she needed, when all along, he was probably the main cause of all of this. How could her mother sit there and talk about the horrible consequences of drugs, when she herself was past out 6 out of 7 nights a week from alcohol and prescription painkillers. How could they be that good at acting? She hated them, well, no, that's not entirely true. She loved her mother, she just hated her drinking problem. But she did hate her dad, every square inch of him. But she hated herself more. She knew that she was wrong in the things she did, but what choice did she have? The drugs and the cutting allowed temporary relief from the pain she kept inside. The purging had just become an everyday thing, it was programmed into her now, and the rape, well, her father had told her time and time again that she asked for it, begged for it, even needed it. That it was how he showed her love, and if she didn't want the rape, then she didn't want to be loved.what could she say to that? Those were the thoughts going on in her head while her parents drove her the 3 hours to the airport.

~About 8 hours later~

"Okay cliffhangers, your new team mate will be arriving in about 10 minutes. I would like you all to welcome her with open arms." Peter stressed the welcome part and looked at Shelby, knowing how she was with newbie girls. "Alright everyone, you are know free to go get ready for dinner." All the cliffhangers began to move out of the group room. "Wait up there a sec, Jules," Peter said, "I would like you to be Heather's buddy for the first week. You've been making excellent progress, and I think you would be very good for her. How 'bout it?"

"Sure thing, Peter, that'd be great! I can't wait!" Juliette replied with a squeal, and skipped out the room.

Peter turned off the lights and walked out of the room. He hoped Juliette would be okay with Heather, because from what he had heard, they had quite a few similarities.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, but the next one will most likely be up today as well, and it will hold more.