Helen walked through the long corridor of the Sanctuary. In one hand she had a thick file folder; the other held her cell phone. "Of course, Sarah, we will be there soon." She paused. "Yes, you too."

She continued to walk toward her office. Will came around the corner. "Magnus, you wanted to see me?"

Helen walked into her office. "I just spoke with Sarah Malcolm, do you remember her?" Will nodded. "She has two kids in her care that would like to come stay at the Sanctuary." She placed the file folder on her desk. Helen reached in her pocket and pulled out her walkie talkie. "Henry. Kate. Please come to my office." She said into it.

"Sure thing Doc," replied Kate.

"On my way," said Henry.

"The kids that we're picking up, was Sarah having trouble with them?" Will asked.

"No," She replied. "They want to learn more about themselves in a different environment. Sarah said they are good kids, you know she's a good judge of character."

"Do you know anything about them?" Will was curious as always.

"From what I understand Sharina keeps short circuiting the fuse box in the house. I'm not sure about Jacob." Helen answered.

When Henry and Kate came into the office Helen explained to them about the two teenagers they would be bringing back to the Sanctuary. "Sarah also invited us to dinner, to allow time for Jacob and Sharina to get to know us before they leave. They will be welcome to come and go as they please." Helen explained.

* * * * * *

They parked the van and car in front of Sarah's house. It was an older house, two story. It looked quiet and calm from the outside. The team walked up to the front door.

Will noticed that the door was cracked open. "This isn't right." He said.

"You're quite right." Helen responded. She pushed the door open slowly. "Sarah?" She called out. There was no answer.

Helen entered the house. The team slowly walked through the house. It was quiet, much too quiet for a family of 6. The group split up to search the house. Sarah was expecting them, she should be here.

Kate entered the kitchen to find the people they were searching for. "Doc," She called. "In here." Her face was full of sadness.

The rest of the group headed to the kitchen. It was not what they were expecting. There were two teenagers on the floor, both had been stabbed and there was blood throughout the room. Will checked for a pulse but could not find one. Both the teenagers were dead.

Helen saw Sarah. She was sitting on the floor, leaning against the kitchen cabinet. She was sitting in a pool of blood. "Sarah!" She exclaimed. Helen walked to her friend. Both her wrists had been cut; the knife was sitting on the floor next to her. Helen checked for a pulse. Sarah was alive. Her pulse was faint and slow. Her breathing was shallow. It hadn't even been an hour since Helen had spoken to her friend. How could this have happened? "She's alive; we need to stop the bleeding. Kate, find some towels and put pressure on her cuts." Kate did so.

Henry walked into the kitchen, saw the blood and turned around. "This isn't good." He said.

During all the commotion they hadn't realized that someone else had entered the house. Will saw her first. He walked over to her, trying to steer her away from the kitchen.

"My name's Will." He said walking her toward the living room.

"Nikki." She said. "What's going on? What happened?" She was getting upset.

"I don't know what happened. Sarah's been hurt. Magnus is helping her." He explained.

* * * * * *

The day had not turned out quite as Helen had thought it would. She had never expected to find her friend Sarah in her kitchen the way she had. Helen sat on the chair next to Sarah. Sarah had been unconscious for a couple hours now. Her wounds on her arms were cared for. Helen had stitched up the cuts herself.

"How's she doing?" Will asked as he came into the infirmary.

"As well as can be expected. How is Nikki?" Helen asked.

"She's with Henry. She's really upset. I can see why though. Two of her friends are dead and from what it looks like, the person who's been caring for her for two years killed them." Will said. He stood next to Helen. "It just doesn't make sense. Even the scene didn't." He said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the cuts on Sarah. They were still fresh when we got there. Probably not even 5 or 10 mins. They weren't very deep; would she have lost enough blood to still be out?" He paused. "Then there's the struggle. There was none. How could she take out both those kids and not be a struggle?"

"I agree, that does not make sense. We'll get more answers when she wakes up." Helen looked back at Sarah.

"Do you need anything?"

"No thank you. I'm fine. I'm going to stay here for a while."

"I understand. Sure you don't want any tea or anything?"

"No, I'm quite alright."

"All right, I'm going to go talk more with Nikki. Maybe she has an idea of what happened." Will left the room.

Helen sat with Sarah. After a short while, Sarah started to slowly wake up. Helen stood up. "Sarah." She said.

"Helen?" Sarah whispered in a raspy voice. "What?" She paused. "The kids? Are they ok?" Sarah cleared her throat.

"Sarah, what happened?" Helen started. "Why did you cut yourself?"

Sarah looked confused. "What?" She sat up a little. Both her arms were throbbing. "… I didn't …" She paused. "Helen, my kids... Where are they?" She sat up the rest of the way on the bed. She looked down at both her arms. They were bandaged from just below the elbow to her wrists. "Helen, I didn't do this. Why would I?"

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Sarah thought for a moment. "Oh my…" She paused. "Where's my kids?" She felt full of panic.

"Nikki's with Will and Henry." Helen answered.

"No, Nikki was at work. What about the others? Where are they?"

"I'm sorry Sarah," Helen started. She took Sarah's hand. "There was nothing I could do."

"What do you mean?" She paused. "No, no. You're wrong." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "What happened?"

"What do you remember?"

"We were making dinner, the kids and I. It was about half an hour after we talked. People barged in the front and back doors." Sarah paused, looked confused. "I remember being shot and everything went black. The next thing I know, I'm here."

"Shot? Where?" Helen asked.

"Right here," Sarah pulled her shirt down from her shoulder a little showing her clavical. There was a slight bruise, but nothing else there.

"Looks like a trank mark." Helen said. "That would make sense. You were out much longer than you should have been. The question is why would they come in and kill two of your kids?"

"Two?" Sarah questioned. "Four were home at the time. We eat as a family. We were making dinner. It would have been ready when Nikki got home so she could eat with us."