A/N: Hey guys! Srry I couldn't update sooner, but I had a SecretSanta thing, and some other stories that needed updating, and yadayadayadayada, well, the point is that it's here now, hope you like it :D And thank you to all who review and favorite, You guys are pretty much, amazing -B


Our room was empty. The bed unmade, all sorts of items littered on the carpet from Autumn's dolls to shoes and books. I grabbed a suitcase from the top of the closet that I bought for our honeymoon, and set it on the bed, unlocking the lock and stuffing clothes, toiletries, and anything else that I could fit inside it. I glanced at a framed photo set on the nightside table. It was one of Shawn at the hospital holding Autumn in his arms when she was only a newborn. He looked like the happiest man alive while I just looked like a hot mess beside him, my hair matted onto my forehead as it caked with sweat and an itchy white night-gown clinging to my arms and legs. I've always hated that picture, but Shawn insisted that we keep it. I place it gently at the top of the pile and shut it.

"Your leaving." It wasn't a question, but a statement. Shawn's voice was solemn, but hurt.

I turned around, but didn't look him in the eye. If I did, I knew I would never be able to go.

He was standing in the doorway. "Yes I am."

"You can't."

"I'm so sorry Shawn, I would kill myself if anything happened to you or Autumn, And If i'm gone, then you two will be safe." I didn't want to cry, but tears forced their way down my cheeks.

I try to walk out the door, but Shawn stops me. "Do you want me to beg? I'll beg, Don't go."

He grabs my arm as I try to move away again. Tears were falling harder, and I pulled my arm away.

"I can't watch you get killed. I love you too much to let him hurt you... I don't want to leave Autumn without a mother, or you without a wife, but I just can't do this anymore." This time I was begging, I just wanted this time to be easier. Painless. "If you loved me, you will let me go." I grasp his hand with mine. "Please Shawn, you have to let me go."

A tear ran down his face, something I've never seen before. He backs away and leaves the doorway open.

I hold on the handle of the suitcase with an iron grip, my knuckles turning white, and start walking down the hall. I'm halfway out the door when Autumn walks up to me.

"Daddy, Is mommy going on a trip? Can I come?"

Her words break my heart, but I don't look back.

"No you can't honey, Mommy's going away for a while." He lifts her up but she tries to claw her way through. "No, I want to go with mommy."

I walk out the door, night had already fallen, and I walked down the path to my car.

"Wait! Mommy! I want to go with you!" I could hear Autumn's cries from inside, she was sitting on the side of the window, tears streaming down her face as she pounded on the glass of the living room window.

The car starts and I drive out of the driveway, holding back sobs as tears fuzzied my vision. I had just did the worst thing a mother could do. I left.


A motel sat at the edge of town, a dumpy place like the one that Stellan was currently residing at. I got a room, and once I got there, threw my bag on one of the chairs and collapsed onto the bed, wondering if this was what Stellan wanted. For me to be completely miserable, losing my family, the people I loved most, and being scared all the time, constantly wondering if today would be the day he would kill me. Just like old times.

I didn't know what to do anymore, if I should just let him destroy me, kill me, I just didn't want to be afraid anymore. I wanted to be with Shawn and Autumn, and be a detective with the SBPD and have a house and a car, and be married and live happily ever after like in the books that I would read to Autumn before bed. Most of all, I didn't want Alison's scars anymore, I didn't want to be Her anymore.


I hope you LOVED it! Remember, the review button is your best friend. Srry if it's a little shorter, I'm not sure where I'm heading with this, so if you have any ideas, feel free to shoot me a PM and I will happily give you credit. -B