The sound or roaring thunder and pounding rain couldn't drown the sounds of screams around her, her giant claws covered in oil, dirt and torn fabric. The sound of her heavy breathing started to shake in panic. She looked around her seeing people looking at her in fear.

The lightning flashed over the streets, going on and off like a light switch, she saw her reflection in the puddles of water, eyes that was once blank white, not turned back to normal brown.

She felt her body growing weaker and weaker till she finally collapsed to her knees. She turned her head to the left to see, a girl in a wheelchair, with long brown hair that was pulled back into a pony tail, looking shocked at her as a tall blonde haired man who was standing next to her stared angrily at Sarah.

"Sarah…" the girl stated in a low frightened whisper, "what have you done?"

"NO!!!!!!!" Sarah screamed, sitting up in an abrupt manner. She looked around frantically, realizing she was not in the streets in the pouring rain, but in her bed. The window showing evident of the sudden change of time from day to night. She took in deep breaths bringing her hands to her face, her elbows resting on her knees as she brought her legs closer to her…please…not again.

"Sarah?" came a voice. Bringing her face to right to see, Wilt, Frankie, Ed and Coco sitting around her room.

"Oh…hey there guys," Sarah said, not really sure what to say to them, then asked, " what happened?"

"We were about to ask you the same thing," Frankie said from the chair she sat in next to her bed, "Wilt and the others found you unconscious on the 6th floor near a closet, what happened?"

Sarah looked at her and then the others, "I…" she sighed deeply, "I got locked in and freaked out…I am sorry about the closet, I will fix it as soon as I can."

"I am not worried about the closet Sarah," Frankie said, "I am more worried about you. Wilt told me your clothes were torn, as if something attacked you…please tell who did this to you."

Sarah looked down not saying a word…No one had done anything to her, but how could she tell them? What would they think of her if she did tell them? How could she begin to explain?

"Sarah please," Frankie said, "Tell me I-"

"I can't!!!" Sarah screamed at her, making Frankie step back a little. Sarah looked at her solemnly, "I am sorry Frankie…I didn't mean to yell at you…its just that. I have a very bad case of claustrophobia, and once I got locked into the closet, I freaked out and I guess in the process I went a little….wild…so to speak."

Frankie looked at her sadly as she saw she was slightly ashamed of herself for acting out because of her phobia. Wilt on the other hand…wasn't that easily fooled. He had been in the house longer than anyone to see facial expressions when they tell the truth and when they lie…and Sarah was lying.

"Its Okay Sarah," Frankie said, standing up to leave, "Just take it easy and get some rest alright?"

Sarah nodded as Frankie and the others left, except for Wilt.

"You guys go on ahead, I will catch up later," Wilt told the others.

Coco looked at him, "Cococo! Cococoocococo."

"I just want to make sure she is alright Coco, I won't be up here long." Wilt assured her as she looked at him questionably, but knew that whatever intentions he had in mind, was always for the best. Without another word, she stepped out with the others leaving Wilt in the room with Sarah.

Once alone, Wilt looked sadly but seriously at Sarah, her eyes looking at the blanket with interest. He wasn't sure what to say to her, but he knew that she just lied, and if someone was causing harm to her, he had to know. He walked up to her bed, then took a seat at the very end looking at her, "Sarah?" he broke the silence.

Sarah looked at him then at the blanket again with a heavy sigh.

"Look Sarah, if someone is causing you harm, you must tell me," Wilt said with earnest in his voice.

"No one is causing me harm Wilt," She assured him.

"Then how did you get yourself locked in the closet?" Wilt asked with a slight glare that she was still lying to him.

"Someone pushed me in," Sarah stated, looking out the window, looking at his reflection in the glass.

"So someone is-!"

"No no no! its not like that…yes…someone pushed me into the closet, that part is true, but I was the only one inside."

"You couldn't have been the only one in there," Wilt pointed out, "by the way the door and the walls looked, it should have taken someone of Ed's strength when he is angry to break it."

Sarah's eyes widened a little at the statement then looked down, "Well, I guess I don't know my own strength."

"And your cloths?" Wilt pointed out again, "they were torn, with claw marks and stretched fabric, as if you blew up out of your clothes."

Sarah looked at him this time, "you are very perceptive."

"If there is something you are not telling, please give me one explanation on why I should leave it alone?" Wilt leaned in to look her square in the face.

Sarah looked into his eye deeply, knowing full well she couldn't give him a very valid explanation, but said, " because If I tell…everyone will be scared of me."

This caught Wilt by surprise, "What are you talking about?…you are one of the most loved friends here Sarah. I don't think anything you say can make people or friends think less of you otherwise."

"You say that, but if I tell the truth, would you still stand by it?" Sarah asked him with all seriousness in her voice.

Wilt looked at her, "Try me."

Sarah sighed as she hesitantly, explained what had happened and what she had done.

It was a good 2 and half hours till she finally got done explaining herself to Wilt, who could only stare at her in disbelief. Wilt couldn't believe what he had just heard, everything she had been, what she was…it was shocking.

Sarah looked down, sliding her legs out of her bed sheets, "I knew you would be shocked, and I bet you are even frightened of me aren't you?"

Wilt just looked at her.

"You don't have to say anything, I understand completely how you feel, even I can't believe it myself half of time…maybe its best if I just…leave." Sarah said getting up when she felt something holding her down.

When she looked down to the bed, her hand was held firm to the mattress by Wilt's hand as they made eye contact with each other. Wilt looked at her seriously as he gently pulled her down to sit on the bed.

"Sarah," Wilt began, "Running away from your problem is not going to change anything and I know everyone at Fosters would miss you very much. With or without knowing about this…if you want, I won't tell anyone about this."

Sarah looked at him surprised, "you aren't scared of me?"

"Why should I be?" Wilt asked with a smile, "Even after what you told me, It doesn't change at all on how I feel about you. It just shows you just need a little help that's all."

"How can you say that? Aren't you worried about yourself? If I lose control again, there is no telling what might happen!, how can you sit there and tell me that after all I said to you are not scared of me?!" Sarah shouted at him.

"Because I love you." Wilt said calmly.

Sarah's eyes widened to those words.

Wilt smiled, as he sighed of relief on the inside…finally…, "And nothing you can say will ever change how I feel about you. But you have to be willing to let me help you, just like you were there for me…I want to be there for you…if you will allow me too."

Sarah couldn't say anything, she was stunned, awe struck, did he say those words, did he really mean it? Hearing those words echo in her head, made her burst into tears as she leaned forward to cry into his chest. Wilt wrapped his arm around her holding her tightly to him as she cried.

"Please…help me Wilt…" she sobbed.

Wilt looked down at her, his hand slowly moving to her face as he tilted her face up to face him, his smile was warm and sincere, "I will help you out In anyway I can…you trust me right?" He wiped her tears aside with his long fingers.

Sarah looked deeply into his eye, he spoke of truth and loyalty, she smiled holding his hand to her face saying, "Yes."

Wilt smiled, "Good," he released his hand from her face then stood up walking to the door saying to her, "You go ahead and get some sleep…I will-"

"Wilt?" Sarah said.

Wilt looked at her as she stood up from the bed and walked up to him. Once at his side, Sarah took his hand in hers saying, "as childish as this sounds…could you please stay here tonight?"

Wilt looked down at her and smiled, "of course I will." he walked with her over to her bed as she laid back down while he took the chair next to her, never releasing her hand till both of them fell asleep.