Willow screamed.

"Serenity, it's them!" she yelled, covering her eyes. "I thought they were gone! Why are they back?"

Just like her sister had, Willow was having flashbacks. One look at the picture had sent her back years ago.

"You ungrateful little brat!"

"You're nothing but trouble!"

Throwing her against the wall.

Slapping her across the face.

Laughing when she cried at the pain they inflicted.

"I can't take it! Please, leave me alone!" Willow pleaded. "I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"

Steve acted the same way he had earlier when Serenity was the one having flashbacks. It worked before, so hopefully it would work again. "Willow, it's Daddy.

"Daddy, don't hurt me, please!"

"I would never hurt you, Willow."

"Yes you would!" Willow had no idea who was actually talking to her. She slipped further into the flashback than Serenity had and was completely unaware of her surroundings. She cautiously opened her eyes, flinching back when she saw the man in front of her reach out until she realized he wasn't going to hit her, but put his arms around her. "Who are you?"

"It's me, Willow, it's Daddy."

Willow shook her head. "No, you're not. Daddy's bad and you're nice. You're not hitting me." She looked around, not recognizing any of the people there except for her sister. "Serenity, where are we?"

"We're home, Willow, what do you mean?"

"Home? Mommy and Daddy are here?" she asked nervously.

"We're right here, honey," Catherine said, slowly moving closer.

"No, you're not them. They're mean and you're nice but I don't know you."

"You don't remember anything, Willow?" Serenity questioned, knowing Willow would trust her more than anyone seeing as she couldn't remember who anybody else was.

"Meredith just left, right? You just got home from school and she pulled your backpack off and she hit your tummy with it and now you're hurt."

Steve's hands clenched into fists when he heard the details of how Serenity got the scar on her stomach.

"It's no big deal, Dad," Serenity said, shaking her head.

"It's a pretty big deal, Serenity. She hurt you two years ago and you still have a scar. She must have hit you pretty hard."

"It's fine."

"No, it's not!" Willow exclaimed, shaking her head. "She hit you, Serenity!"

"Two years ago. It's over now. We're-"

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't lie!"

"She's not lying, Willow," Steve tried to explain. "You're safe now."

"Are you sure?" Some things were starting to come back to her. The faces of everyone around her looked familiar. She couldn't place a name to a face, but she knew she'd seen them before.

"I'm sure."

Willow began to recall something that happened more recently. She remembered the man in front of her carrying her out of her parents' house. She remembered his promise to keep her safe. She remembered more happy things, good memories, all from the past two years.

Suddenly it hit her. She was back in the present, but her memories were still unclear. "I know you," she said slowly, then looked to her sister for verification. When Serenity nodded, Willow continued while looking at Catherine, "And you, too. I know both of you."

She was silent as she tried to remember more things.

"I know you," Willow said again, turning in Steve's arms to look up at him. "I remember you. You found me under the bed where I was hiding and then you carried me out of the house." New tears fell down her face as she recalled this memory. "And then we went somewhere." She looked around at her surroundings. "We came here, you, me, and Serenity. And then you were here after." She turned her gaze to find Catherine. "You were already here," Willow stated, looking at Mary. "I saw you at my parents' house," she told Danny, Chin, and Kono, thinking back to when she saw them standing in front of the house as her someone carried her...as her daddy carried her.

"I know!" Willow exclaimed. "Daddy, I remember!"

Steve sighed, relieved, and hugged Willow closer to him. "I'm so glad, sweetheart."

Willow looked at Catherine, who had tears present on her face. "Mommy, why are you sad?"

Catherine felt the same way as Steve, allayed now that Willow was back in the present. "I'm not sad, baby. I'm so happy you're okay."

Everyone started to clear out of the room, giving for them privacy for a family moment. Kono walked over and gently took John from Catherine's arms.

"Oh, Kono, thank you, but you don't have to-"

"You need some time with them alone," Kono said softly. She knew Serenity and Willow had just relived a horrible part of their lives and they need their parents' attention now more than ever.

"Thank you for understanding," Catherine said.

Kono smiled. "I'm here whenever you need me. And he'll be fine with me."

Catherine nodded, returning the smile. "I know."

Chin could see right through the walls his wife had put up around herself. Lauren acted like the strong woman she was, but she was hurting.

"You don't have to be strong right now," Chin stated as they were driving home. "You don't have to keep what you're feeling a secret from me."

Lauren hesitated in responding. She was so used to saying a quick, "Oh, it's nothing, I'm fine," and disregarding the whole situation. Now she knew it was time to talk about, to really talk about how she felt.

"I can't give you that," Lauren spoke quietly. "I can't give you what we just saw. I can't give you a...a family."

"You don't know that, Lauren-"

"No." Lauren was firm. "We've tried and I can't give you a family. Just seeing Catherine there..." She shook her head. "I shouldn't be thinking like this. But seeing my sister there, with her three kids, I just...Do you think it's wrong to feel jealous?"

"Of your sister?"

"When I first saw John when we went to the hospital, seeing Catherine holding him, after she already had two daughters, I-I felt jealous. Like I wanted what Catherine had. A family. I was angry at my own sister for having a family, Chin. I was mad at her for being a mother and I'm ashamed I felt that way."

Chin didn't know how to answer this. He carefully thought out his words, trying to decide what was best to say in this situation. "It'll happen, Lauren. Someday, it'll happen, and that day will come before we know it. Before we're even ready for it."

"What if it never does? And don't tell me it will because there is a really strong possibility it won't happen. What do we do then, Chin? We both want a family."

"We'll figure something out."

Lauren didn't question him further. Chin always had solutions to problems. He could solve this, too.

After everyone had left, Catherine sat on the couch in the living room with her daughters on either side of her. Steve came downstairs after putting his son in his crib and sat across from his wife and daughters.

"Are you mad at me for not remembering you?" Willow asked quietly, like she was afraid to voice her question.

"Not at all," Steve replied. "We shouldn't have left the pictures around. It wasn't your fault."

Willow nodded and looked up at Catherine. "Are you mad at me, Mom?"

"Of course not, Willow. Everything your daddy said was true. This wasn't your fault."

Willow nodded, appearing to be relieved to know her parents weren't mad at her. She was so worried they'd be upset she didn't remember them.

Steve looked at Catherine, their eyes locking as he silently asked the question they had discussed earlier. Catherine nodded to explain this was the time to tell the girls.

"Your mom and I were talking earlier. We feel awful when we see the two of you suffering like this." Steve locked eyes with Catherine again. They both knew the girls were not going to like what he was going to say. He continued, "So we think it would be good for you to be able to tell someone how you feel about-"

"Hold it right there!" Serenity interjected, knowing where this was going. "If you're going to say we should talk to a shrink about this, don't waste you breath." She stood up and started to walk away.

"Serenity." Steve's voice was firm, was stern, but he didn't raise his voice. He couldn't bring himself to do that after what the girls had just went through.

Serenity stopped walking but didn't turn around. She kept her gaze focused on the stairs, ready to dash up to her room if her parents continued to talk about this nonsense that she wanted no part of, absolutely no part of it.

"Look, if Willow agrees to talk to someone, that's great. Good for her. She won't be messed up. But I'm making my own decision. It's too late for me, anyway. I'm already messed up."

She began to walk towards the stairs again.

"Serenity," Steve repeated his earlier command, his tone stricter than before, but he still didn't raise his voice. "Sit down. Now."

Serenity turned around to face her dad and considered her options. She could do what she was told and be forced to listen to what she was sure were countless reasons as to why she should talk to someone. Her other option was to continue on her way upstairs. That would not go over big, so she chose option one.

Sighing, Serenity returned to her seat on the couch beside her mom. "It doesn't matter what you say. I'm not talking to anyone."

"You're going to listen to everything we're going to tell you. We're keeping in mind what's best for you. So while we talk, you're not going to interrupt. If you want to say something, save it until the end. Do you understand?" Catherine questioned, looking pointedly at her oldest daughter.

Serenity nodded, knowing better than to argue. "Yes."

"We think it would be good for both of you to talk to someone about this," Steve said, continuing what he started to explain before.

"We want you to be happy and not be held back by things that have happened to you," Catherine stated. "We would never have you do anything that wasn't good for you. We're keeping your best interests in mind. We think this is the best thing to do."

"Talking to someone about how you feel does not make you weak." Steve directed his words at Serenity, knowing that was how she felt.

Serenity stood up. "Can I think about this in my room?"

"Go ahead." Catherine reached for Serenity's hand, giving it a gentle, reassuring squeeze. "We'll be up to talk to you soon."

Willow waited until Serenity was gone to speak up. She wanted to talk to her parents alone. She thought it would be embarrassing to say something while Serenity was still there. Not that she didn't trust her sister, because she did, but she really wanted to talk to her mom and dad alone.

"I'm not sure if I want to talk to someone," Willow said quietly, looking down.

"Why not?" Catherine asked, keeping her voice gentle.

"'Cause I'm a little bit scared," Willow admitted. "Who would I talk to?"

"A psychiatrist. That's a special kind of doctor who helps you when your mind isn't feeling good," Catherine explained.

"So no shots, right?"

"No shots, Willow," Steve assured her. "Do you remember when we went to see Dr. Harrington a while ago?"

"I think so. That was when Serenity and I just came to live here. Are we going to see him again?"

Steve nodded. "You won't have to go in by yourself it you don't want to."

"You'll come in with me?"

When her parents confirmed this, Willow said, "Okay. I'll go."

Now Steve and Catherine had to talk to Serenity. That wouldn't be easy.