Lauren saw Parker wrong out of Sasha's office, and followed her. When Lauren got outside she looked left to see Parker, on the ground next to a tree.

"Hey, do you really want to get those jeans dirty? I doubt Sasha wants to do your wash so soon." Lauren tried making a joke. When Parker only gave a watery laugh, Lauren sat next to her, she said "You just moved to Boulder, you're gonna need a friend. Come on. I have an extra leotard. You can come hang out with me and Kaylie and Peyson."

Parker shook her head. "I haven't tried any gymnastics in years. I stopped after...I don't do it anymore."

"Come on, Parker!" Lauren whined. "We're not asking to to compete for the Gold. Just come fool around with us. We'll teach you some tricks on the beam. That's my specialty." Lauren winked, and Parker laughed.

"My favorite used to be the bars. Flying through the air was my favorite."

Lauren smiled "We'll work our way up to that! Come on!"

Sasha watched as his daughter ran in laughing, with Lauren Tanner, of all people. He was glad she was making friends. It would be good for Lauren too. He frowned when the girls left the room, but decided not to be hard on Lauren, she was with his daughter, he could spare a few minutes of training for her.

He was shocked, though, when his daughter came back, wearing a leotard and some shorts. He really noticed how small she was. She could have been a gymnast, but it was for the best she wasn't. He wondered what they were doing.

Lauren and Parker approached Kaylie and Peyson, as Lauren called their names, they turned. "Hey!" They greeted, slightly confused.

"This" Lauren emphasized the word "is Parker Belov. Sasha's daughter. I told her we'd show her some tricks and we'd start on the beam."

The girls laughed and Kaylie commented "Of course you'd pick the beam first."

"The first thing you should know about Lauren is that she is the Queen of Beam." Peyson continued.

Parker smiled. "It's Halliwell, actually. My family keeps their maternal heritage close to heart. And Lauren has been lovely to me."

Peyson smirked. "There's a shocker." and Lauren bantered "I'm hurt, really, and here I am, telling Parker what good friends you could be." They laughed.

They arrived at the beam. Parker took a few steps forward and touched the beam. She smiled. She may not have been training for gymnastics, but she has been training to fight demons for the better part of her life. She went around, she wondered if she could mount with a simple flip, like she did at home in the basement-gym.

Sasha saw his daughter back up and walk around the beam. At first he thought she was going to back up and refuse to use the equipment, like she had with him many times over, but was shocked to see her approach the spring board. He started forward, she was going to get hurt. He called out for her, but she didn't answer. By the time he reached the bottom of the stairs, she was on the board. "Parker!" He called again, but was ignored, again.

Parker bounced on the board getting a feel for it. She looked up at the girls and saw her dad approaching. It was now or never. She smirked, backed up, and jumped.

And landed.

The girls looked shocked, but Sasha was another story. He stalked towards his daughter and yanked her down. "What the hell were you thinking? You could have gotten hurt! These aren't toys."

Parker yanked her hand out of his grasp and backed up. "You think you can control me? Please. I can do anything in this gym. Wanna see me do the vault? How about the bars?"

She started towards the bars when Sasha whipped her around and held her tightly by her shoulders. "What the hell, Parker? This isn't how you act. I know you-"

"No you don't! You don't know a single thing about me. So just leave me alone!" She stormed off.

Sasha sighed. "Get to work!" He barked to the rest of the gym, who had been watching the fight. He walked over to the girls and said in a low, controlled voice "Don't think that because she is my daughter that I will tolerate disobedience in my gym! Lauren, where do you think you're going?" Lauren was looking at something behind Sasha, and began to run towards it. The other girls gasped and followed.

"Parker! What happened? Oh god!"

Sasha whipped around at Lauren's words.

There was his daughter standing in the entry way with a growing blood mark on her stomach.

"Parker?" Sasha started towards his daughter. "Parker?" He began to run. Parker sank to her knees, the girls catching her. "What happened?"

Parker looked down at her bloody hands that were covering her progressively worse wound, and then looked up at her father. "I think I need a hospital."

Sasha looked at her shocked by her calmness. But nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go." He scooped her up and carried her to his truck, laying her down in the front. He was about to run over to the passenger seat when he saw the three gymnasts had followed him.

"You're excused from practice for today. I'm sorry but I have to go. Obviously."

He began to walk but was stopped by a small hand. "Please Sasha." Lauren pleaded. "She needs a friend. While you drive, let me hold her hand." Sasha nodded and they got in the car, leaving the Rock to head to Boulder Memorial