I apologize for not having updated yesterday, but have been rather busy these days... Tomorrow I'll update again :) ...

Sera's POV

For once I've felt closer to dad. He talked openly… and I think he spoke truly… I think I never felt him talk with this much honesty. There was something in him that convinced me that this time he was going to be there. But I couldn't help wondering… Was my very deep wish of seeing my parents as a family again affecting my judgement? Was I making a big deal out of it? How was I supposed to feel? Am I supposed to totally believe this or not? What about mum? She still hadn't quite talked to me… she seemed nice, and more considerate, but she still didn't ask anything… which isn't normal for her. Especially while dad was injecting the smoothie. I grumbled that I didn't like the flavour and brought up any excuse… but he still forced me to… his words were that I wouldn't be tasting it… I will only be having it.

I closed my eyes and rested my head to the back seat while dad was driving us to somewhere. I wasn't quite listening to were he said. I was still too lost in my mind. My heart… my mind flew to the deepest places that one could dream of. I kept imagining my childhood with them. The way that my father used to love… the way my mother used to hold me close to her… the way both loved each other unconditionally… the way we all used to interact as a family… the way we used to be happy… the way we never were afraid to talk to each other and stick up for each other… tease each other and drive both mum and dad nuts with anything… whether just to tease them or even to just see dad getting on his nerves and becoming red. Jason and I both used to love doing that… We could see dad get worried and freak out… I remember we once pranked dad. We had told Taylor and Gail and mum to hide Jason in the cupboard. We told dad that Jason wasn't at school and then, while dad was freaking out, Jason came out from the kitchen cupboard and called him… I remember I never saw him relieved. We all laughed at dad's reaction. I admit… It was a bit of an excessive prank… but that wasn't a problem… because we knew we loved each other…

I remember mum wanting to do everything together. She always explained to me how much she wanted a girl to be able to share everything with her… everything that Grandma Carla couldn't do with her. I remember our awkward period talk… dad had to take over because mum seemed to be shy in explaining certain details… If it was a reddening face situation for her, what was for me? Having to have everything explained by my own father! But she always made sure to be there for everything. I remember the first bra shopping I had with her. I couldn't understand the need of having such underwear. The first sports bra I had ended up more as an undershirt… I kept pulling it and pulling it until it finally resembled a shirt. I couldn't get the hang of them and it drove me nuts. She would simply remain there and laugh, until finally she would come beside me and help me fix it. I remember the first talk she gave me about guys and how they may break our hearts… how now everything is plain sailing, and how crushes may turn into something else… but the best relationships are those unexpected. Guess she was talking from her experience. What if Aunt Kate went to the interview that day? Would she have met dad? Wow… that was truly unexpected….

I started losing myself into sleep…

Christian's POV

I wish I can have all that time back… I still have the vivid image of tucking her into bed… I remember kissing her on her forehead each and every night… I remember holding her through the night comforting her when school wasn't easy and the kids weren't nice to her. I remembered all those times Ana and I were truly happy… were truly in a family… Guess this was our wakeup call that maybe not everything is plain sailing… that there is something wrong… that we should be better… that we shouldn't take anything for granted… we took our daughter that way… and look were it ended her…. It's costing her life… what does money and wealth mean when you don't have what truly matters? – Love, and family – I blame myself… I could have been a better father… I lost Jason… We lost Jason… and we didn't realise that our daughter needed someone.

I looked at the rear-view mirror and see her all quiet and closed to herself. I remembered how much she loved balloons… I used to constantly buy her new ones every time we went out… and right when I handed them to her, she would let them go… reaching the sky… it drove Ana mad with it. But I loved seeing her enjoy the little innocent things a girl her age enjoyed. I wanted to stop time and let her remain at the age of 6… where we could take her anywhere with us… where I could hold her close to me and protect her… be her knight in shining armour… be the one that chased the monster from under her bed… be a father…

I brought back memories of when she used to crawl up to our bed every morning. I used to love to be woken up by her voice… I used to love listening Ana and her conveying plans, and making jokes on me… I used to love to find little notes from both my wife and her on how much they love me… we used to make simple gestures that meant the world to us… I still have my work office filled with drawings that she used to make back when she was younger and used to stay with me at work till we got home… I still have another drawer in my home office… or study as everyone calls it… with their notes… their crafts… Jason's and Sera's drawings… Ana's little notes with the kids… I used to love listening to her imaginative innocent dreams. Now her dreams are all tormented. Where has that time gone? What happened to it? I want it back… I want my family back… I want my daughter back… I want her smile back… I want her life back… I want my adorable Sera back…I closed my eyes for a second as the lights turned red.

Flashback - November 2004

'Daddy?' She asked as she go up to a seating position from her bd.

'Yeah sweetie…' I replied as I turned at the door.

'If I got hurt… would you fix me?' She asked gently. She was still afraid after breaking her arm into 3 different places.

'Yes I would.' I simply answered as I smiled at her.

'You wouldn't let me die?' She asked again in a tiny voice.

'You are the most important thing to me on this earth and I would do everything to make you better…' I said while I moved forward to her and picked her up hugging her close to me. ' Everything!' I emphasised again as I kissed her cheek.

'I love you daddy!'

'I love you sweet heart…' I replied as I hugged her closer to me not wanting to let my baby girl go.

End of Flashback

How can I fix her? I wish I can... I haven't been a father to her... and look where she is now... stuck in this isolated place... I promised her to never let her die and always make her better... and I will... even if it's the last thing I'll do... I'll fix my daughter... I'll fix Sera...

Ana's POV

It broke my heart seeing Christian having the guts to inject the syringe. She didn't look at neither of us. I could see shame over her face… and I couldn't understand it. We're her parents… She's not supposed to be ashamed of us… I look at her and realise that I have nothing anymore… she trusts her father more than she does me… she talks to him more than she does me… maybe I shouldn't be a part of her life anymore… but she loves me… or does she? Dammit I'm her mother… she used to come to me for everything… for every single thing… and now… she gets away with saying everything to Christian. /What are we doing still waiting at the lights?/ I finally realized.

'Christian!' I called him grabbing his attention.

'What?'

'The lights are green…' I answered.

'Yeah…' He replied. 'Are you ok baby?' He asked while I looked at the back seat and saw her eyes closed, pale face, with fine hair all over her.

'She doesn't look her anymore…'

'We'll talk home Ana…' He simply replied.

'She's sleeping… We can talk now…'

'Ana… I don't want to argue…' He replied again.

'No Christian… We're talking now…' I sternly replied again while I saw him pursing his lips into a tight line, while squeezing the steering wheel. 'This is not right! You know her better than me…'

'Ana, just because she talked to me doesn't mean I know her better!'

'Of course it damn does Christian! She prefers you over me… She's siding with you… you're taking her away from me slowly...'

'Dammit Ana! I'm not taking our daughter away from you… I was there for her for this past month… She talked to me because we're building our relationship slowly again… Have you forgotten all those times that you were there for her while I pushed her away?'

'Christian that is not what I meant!'

'No Ana… What you are meaning is that our daughter doesn't love you… am I right?'

'No…' I quickly dened.

'Oh come on Ana! Don't you think I don't see the way you don't talk to her? You were telling me that I was pushing her away… Now you are pushing her away.' He replied while Sera stirred from behind us. 'We'll talk later…'

'Mum?' She asked slowly.

'Yes honey?'

'Were are we going?'

'We're going to rest a bit at home then we're going out shopping… What do you say?'

'Um… ok…' She slowly replied while I saw Christian giving me his stern looks.

'Now can we continue from where we left?' I asked him sternly as we were sure that she was in her room unable to hear us.

'Don't shout… she doesn't need that…' He replied as he closed the door.

'Christian this is not fucking fair!'

'What isn't fair? That our daughter is finally talking to one of us? Ana do you realise the pain I've went through when I've found all those stuff in her room?'

'Not that she's talking… that she's only talking to you Christian! I'm her mother!'

'…and what does that make me? I'm her father Ana… she should be comfortable talking with both of us!'

Sera's POV

I looked around my surroundings. Everything seems to be left as I last was here, except for the now different curtains. Gail always changed them every month. She always told me that she hated the same things, and dad had given her the permission to change the curtains as she sees fit. It's actually nice and sweet that she took the time to do my room when I wasn't there. I went towards my desk and grabbed the family photo I opened it and grabbed the key. Something was out of place, but I couldn't quite get my mind onto what it is. I went towards my wall unit and took out my chemistry book, only to find some things misplaced. The CD's weren't there and as I opened the box there was nothing… no laxatives… no blades… no tissues… I started panicking and felt myself shaking. I took the only key and opened my drawer, only to find it empty… no pictures… no collages… no journal… nothing… nada… zilch… I started looking everywhere… opening every drawer, looking through everything…

Christian's POV

'Christian this isn't fucking right! My daughter…'

'Shh…' I silenced her.

'No I won't shhh!' She angrily replied.

'Wait Ana… listen!' I noted as I heard rummaging coming from outside, along with some things falling to the floor. I exited the study immediately and went to my daughter's room. I opened the door slowly and gently only to find a very worried and panicked Sera in front of me. Ana was on my heel and remained in shock, as she saw the panic Sera was in.

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