Cristian was out of his mind with worry. It was all his fault that she had found out the truth and now she was out there by herself. He looked down the street both ways, he had lost her. He pulled over to the side of the road trying to think of where she could be, she didn't know the town or anyone it, she could be lost...or worse. He drove around trying to find her car but it was useless. Finally he got an idea, he turned around and headed toward the library. As he got there it began to snow and he cursed, 'She shouldn't be driving, let alone in the snow,' he muttered to himself as he walked into the library.
He'd asked around and found out that Natalie had been there twenty minutes ago. He got on the computer the librarian had said she'd been on and he was able to find the articles she'd searched for and opened, what he saw confirmed the worst, she knew the whole truth now, from the twisted point of view of Todd Manning. Cristian went outside and got into his car, the snow was really starting to come down, he had to find Natalie.
There had to be one place she would go to feel safe or to think. The quarry, he hoped she remembered where it was because it was the only place he knew to look for her, as he started to drive he prayed that she was okay.

Natalie began to shiver and it felt like the warm tears falling from her eyes were freezing on her cheeks. She had found a family, and from all that she could see they were wonderful people, but what had she done? She'd been selfish and mean, for no reason at all, how could anyone love her now? She closed her eyes and wished she was back home, where she had been unhappy but known her place. How was she supposed to act around these new people who were her real family, she was just meant to be alone. She quietly laughed, there was no way she could become more pathetic than she was now, pathetic little Natalie. She had actually started to feel safe at Llanfair, and with Cristian, but that couldn't have lasted, never good ever did. She began to wonder about Seth, if he had ever been anything good in her life he was gone now, yet more proof that there was no such thing as everlasting good...or love.

Cristian saw her car and got out. "Natalie?" he yelled looking for her, he could hardly see a foot in front of his face, the snow was coming down so hard. He saw something move over in the corner and he ran to her. "Natalie? What are you doing?" he asked scooping her up in his arms and stumbling back to his car, either she was unconscious or she just didn't want to talk to him. He opened the passenger door and sat her in the front seat, the cold wasn't good for her, especially with the hypothermia she'd had not more than a week ago. He shut the door and got into the driver's seat, he put the key in the ignition but nothing happened. He tried again and there was nothing. He looked over at Natalie who was awake and ignoring him as she looked out of the window.
Cristian tried again but the car wouldn't start. He turned to Natalie. "Are you okay?" her only answer was a slight nod of her head.
"Well, we're stuck here until the snow dies down and I can get help," he said reaching in the back seat and getting a blanket. "Are you cold?" he asked and she didn't respond.
He draped the blanket over her anyway and sat back, he didn't know what to say and she obviously didn't want to talk to him, so he watched the snow as it started to gather on the windshield.
After a few minutes he heard Natalie crying, he could tell that she was trying not to make any noise but her shoulders shook and he knew. He reached out a hand and touched her shoulder, trying to let her know that he cared but she ignored him.
"Natalie, what's wrong?" she didn't answer and he was reminded of how she had been before the accident, cold, with a shield built around her to deflect any affection.
"Talk to me," he whispered.
She turned and looked at him, he could see she was trying to be strong and act like what she had found out hadn't effected her but he could see that that wasn't the truth.
He reached over and brushed his thumb over her cheek. "Talk to me," he repeated.
"Why didn't she want me?"
"Who? Viki?"
Natalie nodded.
"It wasn't like that, you were kidnapped and Jessica was brought back a few months later, she didn't know."
"How could she not have known that it wasn't me? I've spent my whole life being treated like trash, or thrown away and this nothing new, it doesn't matter anyway," she said wiping her eyes with a swipe of her hand.
He grabbed her cold hand, "That's not true and you know it, you and Mrs. Davidson may have gotten off on the wrong foot at first but she loves you Natalie, for you."
Natalie shivered, it was starting to get colder. "Let's try my car, I'm starting to get cold."
Cristian was glad that her car got them back to the Davidson house safely. Viki was there waiting for them when they got back but Natalie didn't let on that she knew the truth. Natalie saw how Viki treated her, she was acted motherly, something alien to her until now. Natalie smiled when Viki hugged her, maybe everything would turn out okay in the end.
She and Cristian went back up to her room and they sat on her bed drinking hot chocolate, now that she knew the truth and the initial anger, shock, and fear had dissppated she wanted answers.
"Tell me about Seth."