A/N: I didn't mean to get everyone worked up. This should clear up the confusion...I think.

The dull throbbing in my hand barely registers. Pain meds…probably. My room is bleak. Sparse maybe is the right word. Hushed voices surround me.

"I want to know what the hell is going on. I was told she cut her hand…why on earth has she been admitted?"

"Alexis, calm down. She's only here for a 24 hour observation."

"I want to see her now!"

"It would be better if you calm down." The voices fade again. "There are some things you need to know…"

Lila Rae Alcazar…the pain was so sharp, so real. So red. So orange. Blood. One red drop, two, now three. Mike is whispering my name…

My glass…I had shattered it, squeezed it so tightly it had cracked, sliced through my unsuspecting skin. Blood and juice covered the offending announcement. I didn't loosen my grip. "Sam." Mike had whispered…

"Hi." Alexis says as I open my eyes.

"Hi." I whisper.

"God help me, I'm so angry with you right now, Sam."

"I'm sorry." I offer. "Can we talk about it at home…can I come home?"

"Not right now."

I cry at her words. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

"Sam, it's okay. You lost a lot of blood, they had trouble stopping the bleeding. Lainey thinks it's best if you remain under observation. I'll take you home tomorrow."

"Lainey? I cut my hand, why is Lainey…God, Alexis this is the psychiatric ward isn't it? No, no, please, I won't do it again. Please, I wasn't trying to kill myself, I wasn't it was an accident. Please Mama, you've got to get me out of here."

Alexis wipes furiously at the tears on her face. "Sam…we know…but Lainey's very concerned. Why didn't you tell me?"

I'm crying too much to respond. Alexis reaches for me, but I turn from her. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you…" I scream.

"No!" Alexis yells as I feel the pinch of a syringe. The room and my mother are swallowed by darkness.

"Damn it Jason. I don't want you here."

"I just wanted to make sure she's okay."

"Does she look okay? She's in the psych ward, they've sedated her because she was hysterical, she hurts herself Jason! Did you know that?"

"Uh, yeah…we talked about it. She told me she used to do that sometimes as a teenager."

"And you couldn't share that with me?"

"Look, this isn't my fault Alexis."

"Oh, that's right nothings ever your fault. Lainey said she stopped coming to her therapy sessions two weeks ago. Right after there was a rather loud argument in the hall between you and Liz about a paternity test."

"I talked to Sam, I tried to explain."

"We've worked so long and so hard Jason. I thought you wanted Sam back!"

"You know I do…you know I do…Liz was a mistake…"

"Some mistake. Sam's been doing so well."

"You'll still help me won't you?"

"My daughter is my priority right now, but yes, I want this as badly as you do…maybe more. I'm going to get something to eat, be gone when I get back."

"Mom…mom…" I call.

"I'm here baby."

"Jason? Was Jason here?"

She hesitates, then answers. "He was."

"I had a dream about you arguing. It seemed so real, but it didn't make any sense."

"Dreams are like that sometimes." She assures me. "Sam, can you tell me what happened? At Kelly's."

"I had a really bad week." I squint to keep the tears at bay.

"I know."

"I don't think I'm going to make the pre-law program." I whisper. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, you don't have to be a pre-law student to get into law school and you don't have to go to law school if you don't want to. You work so hard, I can't ask for more than that."

"I just want to make you proud."

"Oh God Sam, I'm so proud of you. Don't you know that?"

"You're angry."

"Yes, I'm angry that you've been hurting and you haven't told me. I'm angry that you hurt yourself. I'm angry that I walked away last week when you needed me."

"I was awful. I can't believe I…"

"Sam…"

"I can't do anything right. Jason's having a baby, Mom…and Skye…"

"What about Skye?"

"She had a little girl."

"Yes, Sam, what does Skye's baby have to do…"

"She named her Lila, Mama, Lila Rae." I sob out. "Why did her Lila live?"