Emma woke up in a nurse office, with the nurse and her own mother standing near the door.

"Spike..." Emma said, she never called her 'mother' or anything like that, Emma caught her breath sitting up a bit.

"Your up" The nurse came over and checked her out. Spike decided to stomp over though.

"I can't believe you Emma Nelson" she bitters, hands on hips. Tracker and Mrs.H slowly came in and saw Spike already yelling at her and she just woke up.

Mrs.H pulled softly on Spike's arm backing her up "Let her breath, she's had a pretty bad day" she confirms. "She needs to rest"

Emma's big brown eyes stared at a needle the nurse got ready for and panicked a little "Oh my god, no no. Stop" she begged as the nurse went to inject her with it and stopped at Emma's little cry.

Emma went to get up and Tracker jogged over to hold her down gently but firmly "Emma, Emma it's okay" he promised. Emma let out a little wimper when the needle was put in her.

"Emma, you are suffering from anorexia" said the nurse "Your stomach is slowly rotting on the inside. You could of died. We need to put food in you" she explains.

Emma let tears fall down looking around for some kind of help.

"Great!" Spike threw her hands in the air glaring at Emma "Just add it to the list!" she said.

"Mrs.Nelson please" hissed Mrs. H

"You always were a mistake" Spike didn't stop and kept going at it towards Emma.

Emma fumed "You think you're the mother I always wanted?" she yelled. "You're the worse. Your not even a mother! No wonder Dad left you"

"Get her out of here" Tracker told Mrs.H nodding at Spike who was pulled out, Mrs.H closed the door behind her.

An hour later Emma was staring at the wall "I had to" she whispered and teared up. She looks to Tracker who sat in a chair "Look at me..." she cried.

Tracker stood up "Emma, your beautiful. Don't ever believe that your not" he said.

Emma snickers "Yeah, beautiful on the inside right?" she taunts and he shook his head 'no' "That phrase is so over rated" she sneered.

"Emma" Tracker stared down at her "You are beautiful. Your also smart, funny...you have tons of friends who depend on you" he insists.

Emma bit her lip trying to hold the tears in. Manny, Ellie, Paige... God, he was right.

Tracker bent in front of Emma looking her in the eyes "You're a great student Em, you had a sucky child hood but look at you? You don't need your mother .This is your new home" he confirms

Emma finally relaxed a little bit. She watched him go and finally nods to herself. He was right. God, why did she do this.

Emma picked up the fork near her and stared at the jello sitting in front of her for at least an hour and picked at it, playing with it. She stabbed her fork in it and put it in her mouth eating as much as she could, little by little.

She was going to great through this, this past phase was over.

I'm gonna make you bend and break

(it sent you to me without wings)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show

(let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
Who does he think he is?
If that's the worst you've got, better put your fingers back to the keys

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter

One night yeah and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
Ohhhhhh

Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
In this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for (except for)
When you look into the past (look into the past)
One night stand. (One night stand, off!)

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so greatHe tastes like you only sweeter