Wilden Conundrum

Episode Ten

A woman adorning dainty blonde hair appears in front of the Hasting's house then knocks on her door.

Emily notices her mother crying in her room. She walks in - forehead crinkled in curiosity - then puts her hand around her mother's midriff.

"What's wrong?" She asked, noticing some blood on her wrist, after which she cried as she noticed her mother continuing to press the blade against her veins.

"Hello - my name is Dr. Marlene Finch - and I know something about your current situation," Marlene introduced her self, the tears venturing its way down her cheeks as she begins to feel wracked with anxiety. Veronica looked interested; she extended the door to allow this visitor in.

"Mom, please... Don't do this..." Emily begged. She tore the blade from her hand. She watched as her mother screamed and screamed.

Pamela wrenched for the blade, and when she couldn't retrieve it she gritted her teeth in anger. "Give it to me! NOW!" Her mother used her authority against her but Emily knew what she was doing was for the greater good so she decided not to obey her mother. She'd thank her later.

"Oh, for god's sake; I don't need your permission!" She yelped then threw Emily down and took the blade for her self and continued to cut her self with it.

Hanna walked down the stairs with Lucas and stopped at the bottom of the steps when she noticed that her door was cracked just a little. Forehead crinkled in suspicion, she turned to Lucas, and asked if he left the door open, to which she shook his head no. Hanna cautiously walked down the steps and closed the door. Right then she noticed footsteps in the kitchen and before she knew it Lucas was knocked out from behind.

"So you're a doctor in Rosewood Hospital? That's cool," Veronica complimented, taking the cup of coffee, smiling at her, and setting it on the canister beside her. "You know, I used to be a lawyer, until I was dishonorably discharged," She bitterly scoffed in her cup.

Veronica didn't catch this, but when Marlene said "I know," she had a fusion of deviousness and genuineness on her face.

"What kind of patients did you have?" Veronica questioned. She felt like a lawyer again - questioning her clients - except for the nostalgia.

Marlene went on to explain that there was this one particularly awkward event. "Oh, really? What?" asked Veronica.

"Glad you asked," Marlene smiled in her cup, for she knew her plan was working out perfectly.

"Mom? What are you doing here?" Hanna looked at her mother, Ashley, with confusion plastered on her face. "Aren't you in prison?"

Ashley smiled, then said she was released on bail - via who she doesn't know, but she's just glad she was discharged. "This man is not for you." She pointed to the unconscious figure of Lucas. "He's done some things in the past. All I want is your safety," she added, noticing Hanna's look of disapproval on her face.

She inched to the phone intending to call the police. "No!" Ashley begged. "Please don't report me!" Her expression was beggar like.

Kenneth watched as someone illegally entered the house he was setting up for sale. He ran over and tackled the person to the ground - only to see it's his client. "Oh, it's you?" He uttered after he propped he and himself back up. "What are you doing here? Wasn't the deal for next week?"

"Sorry I haven't been able to get to you." Aria confessed, looking at her romantic interest - the burly mustache, the archaic features. "I've been... uh... a little busy," She flashed a dark, knowing smile that she hoped her boyfriend wouldn't decipher.

The man smiled. "It's okay. I love you no matter what you've done. That's why I'm asking you to move in with me."

"Years ago, I had a patient - named Veronica Hastings, like you - who had twins. I was grief stricken at that time," Marlene reveals; Veronica set her coffee cup down, interested as to how she ties in to the story. "So I took one of the children for my own, raised her myself, and called her Spencer. You, obviously, had the other half."

Veronica had this utter expression of shock on her face. "I want you the hell out of my house." She commanded.

"Gladly," Marlene uttered, placing her coffee cup down. "I have to go talk to Pamela Fields anyway."

The door slammed behind her.

"Alright, fine," Hanna declared. "I won't call the cops - but you have to promise to tell me why Lucas is so bad."

Ashley shook her head in compliance; Hanna inched back towards her mother; Lucas awoke with an expression of revenge on his face.

"No! No! I can't!" Aria shouted. Lance looked shocked. "I can't move in!" Now he looked vengeful and enraged. "I have a mother, a father, a brother; I have a family! I can't move in with you, Lance!"

"Why not?" Lance was shaking with fearful amounts of rage. He really couldn't control his anger. "Don't you love me?"

Aria shook her head no and exited the apartment leaving the door slammed behind her.

Emily awoke tied against the nightstand. There, on the bed, was the unconscious figure of her mother, wrists clearly slit. "Mom!" She wrenched, but it wasn't herself who had inflicted the damage, for there were footsteps emanating from the hallway, and there was a figure walking up to the bed and proceeding to continue to slit Pamela's wrist with a sharp blade.

Immediately thereafter Lucas lunged toward Hanna with a look of vengeful joy on his face. Hanna watched as her mother slammed Lucas down against the ground. There were screams, and there were sounds of horror, but it all ended with Lucas shutting his eyes and breathing his last breath.

Aria walked in to her house to see her mother passed out on the floor. It was to her shock that she saw a note pinned against the wall that read "Should've accepted my proposition. Now you have no parents and nobody to love you. How does it feel, being betrayed by someone you trust?" and below it a stain of her mother and her father's blood. There was a pile of bloody shoes below.

Veronica sat at her table and poured herself a glass of wine. She'd wondered what Pam had to do with this but she had little care about others especially in light of what she had just discovered. She took her phone out and dialed the number of her husband. She cried once she realized her husband changed his number after their last verbal altercation.

Lance took out his phone and dialed 911. His wrists were doused with the sight of blood. "Um, yes... I was just assaulted... By a girl named Aria Montgomery... Please; I need an ambulance..." There were tears in his eyes as he hung up the phone realizing what he had to do.

Someone with blonde hair entered the DiLaurentis manor alongside a male with black hair. Once inside they put up photos of Alison and Ezra. "What are we going to do if we're caught?" asked the blonde haired lady, who we now know to be Alison. The black haired man raised his eyelids. "You know this mission isn't exactly safe right?" She continued.

He shook his head yes. "I know," he acknowledged. "It's just I want to avenge my honor." They walked to the back room and took out a blueprint of Rosewood. "We start with the Fields Family, then move on to the Hastings Family. After that, we're done. I want to know what happened to us that night, and to find out I'll have to do a little sleuthing." He reached in to the closet and took out a spy camera.

Mona took her last breath as the last gush of fire rushed through her house. There was a figure in her backyard watching as the house reduced itself to shreds. Right at the last moment the ambulances and police cars gushed in front of her house. Piles and piles of onlookers flocked.

"Wow, Ezra. You're seriously hysterical." Alison laughed it off the fear she was experiencing. She'd never felt so fearful of her boyfriend.

Meanwhile, outside, a black woman is shown walking up to her door. She knocked, and Ezra opened the door, immediately feeling dread.

"Get the hell out of my way!" The woman demanded, pushing Ezra aside, rushing in to the dining room. "Alison you better get the hell in here!"