Episode 130: Inconvenient Mother.
SPECIAL GUEST STARS:
AMY ADAMS as Clara Barton
And
HALLE BERRY as Chanel Mantel.
Thursday 19th December 2002, Francis Bay, Long Island. Rebecca is very much put on the spot, when Clara Barton arrives and claims to be her biological mother. Since the Sixth season, we have been made to be aware that Rebecca was in fact the daughter of Harry and Tina. But how much of the truth, do we know about Rebecca? From what we saw in Episode 126, 'Long Lost Daughter,' the truth seems to lay with Clara's findings and that she is truthfully Rebecca's birth mother and that Rebecca isn't a blood Wilson.
Clara impatiently waits for her long lost daughters response, as Rebecca quivers at the thought of being caught out, by the woman who gave her up for adoption, twenty two years ago. Clara reaches out for her, but Rebecca pushes her hand away.
'Get out,' Rebecca snaps. 'Who the hell are you, you crazy bitch?'
'I'm your mother,' Clara claims.
'My Daddy is a police officer and I will have him arrest you for harassment, if you don't leave right now,' Rebecca threats.
'Harry Wilson is not your father,' Clara insists. 'Your father, was a one night stand from my freshman year at High School and no matter how much you have tried to hide from the truth, you know your true identity. You can't slam the door in my face forever, because I've got all the time in the World.'
Rebecca tries to hold it together, as the sun begins to set on the horizon and after a few moment, she reluctantly lets Clara into the house. Rebecca makes sure nobody, has seen the altercation and then she closes the door behind her. Rebecca and Clara head into the living room. Clara stands, but Rebecca allows her to sit down, as she begins to pace and up down nervously, knowing herself that Clara isn't fool by her denial. Rebecca has pulled the wool over Harry's eyes for the last sixteen months, but herself and what Clara discovered only know the truth, behind Rebecca's deception.
'I apologise for the unkind welcome, Miss...?'
'Clara.'
'Clara,' Rebecca acknowledges. 'My step mother is upstairs, so I wish for you to be gone, by the time, I've finished with what I've got to say. I am sorry, that you come all this way for me to disappoint you, but that's how it is. I am not your daughter.
Clara removes her necklace and opens the locket, revealing Clara at fourteen and baby Abigail, Rebecca's birth name. Clara makes sure that Rebecca see's the picture.
'This is you, before social services took you away,' Clara shows. 'It wasn't the easiest decision. I was young, I was scared. It wasn't that I didn't want you, I did. But, financially, it would have been impossible to give you the home, that a child needed and every day of my life, you were in my thoughts.'
'Is that the only proof you have, to prove you are really my mother?' Rebecca queries.
'You were adopted by the Smiths and your adopted name is Alicia and they were killed in a plane crash. You were fostered by the Craig's sometime later, where you grew close to their adopted daughter, Rebecca. The true biological daughter of Harry and Tina Wilson, who's birth name was Scarlett. And after Rebecca died, the Craig's blamed you for her death and you were then taken in by the Turners. For years you couldn't wipe that devastating memory of watching the closest person to a sister you had, fall to her death into a raging river before your eyes. Feeling the resentment from your first foster parents, it hurt more than ever and the Turners tried their best for you, but you were out of control by the time you reached eighteen and you ran off with a guy named Rick. But, you still grieved for Rebecca and you begged for forgiveness from Mr Craig, as you begged to find solace with Rebecca. After his rejection, following his wife's suicide years before, you determined yourself to find peace and somehow you fooled the system and you changed your identity to Rebecca Turner, using Rebecca's first name and your second Foster parents second name. You traced Rebecca's birth parents, to New York City, prior to the September 11th attacks and what ever knowledge you used to obtain a birth certificate or resources to fool Mr Wilson, you've done it with complete success,' Clara explains all.
Clara's words have Rebecca in sheds of tears. Hearing the moment of Rebecca Craig's (scarlett mqcuire wilsons), fall into the river and leaving Alicia helpless at the time, is still a painful reminder to present day Rebecca T Wilson. But, now Clara has very much blown her cover, will she be able to even turn away the one person, who has searched for her through thick and thin and who insists that she never stopped loving her? Clara too is brought to tears.
'This where you found your solace,' Clara whispers. 'To make peace with Rebecca, because of guilt, because of the torture you had on yourself and because you loved her.'
Clara reaches out to Rebecca once more and this time, Rebecca doesn't pull back. Clara lifts her long lost daughters chin up and wipes her tears.
'She was my sister, my best friend. I was nine years old. One minute she was there laughing and smiling, next thing I knew, I was alone,' Rebecca cries. 'They never found her body, she must've drowned...Why are you here?'
'Not to expose you, if that's what you're thinking,' Clara replies. 'I came here because I love you. And I wish things had turned out differently, but you really need to consider something. You can't lie forever.'
'You can't ruin this and I won't let you,' Rebecca worries.
'I'm not gonna pressure you,' Clara promises. 'But, I will protect you. I will do everything to make Mr Wilson understand...'
'How will he understand?!' Rebecca shouts. 'I will lose his love forever.'
'It won't come to that, I promise,' Clara answers. 'You never lost mine and despite how you've deceived everyone, you will never lose mine. Even being apart, I have loved you unconditionally and it will never stop. Just give me a chance.'
'How did you know, I lived in Francis Bay?' Rebecca asks.
'Doesn't matter?' Clara insists.
'Was it them at Blooming Dales?'
'No, it wasn't, I used my resources,' Clara lies, covering for Emma.
'You have certainly put me on the spot,' Rebecca groans. 'What am I gonna do now?'
'Like I said, I won't pressure you,' Clara nods, wiping her tears away. 'But, please let have a chance to get to know you.'
Suddenly, footsteps are heard coming down the stairs and the two ladies glance around and are both shocked to see Bethany completely naked, with a bottle of wine in an ice basket.
'Rebecca, sweetheart, fancy a night cap with your ever loving step mot...'
Bethany freezes on the spot and accidently drops the wine basket and smashes the wine. Clara looks to Rebecca in astonishment and confusion.
'Another one of your dark secrets, my baby girl?' Clara sighs.
'Clara my stepmother, Bethany,' Rebecca introduces. 'Bethany, this is Clara...my mother.'
' Finally, it looks like you've got yourself in a pickle, Becky darling,' Bethany sarcastically said.
'She knows?' Clara gasps.
'Yeah,' Rebecca admits.
Friday 20th December 2002, Francis Bay, Long Island. It's around 4:30 am, and Harry arrives home from his evening shift. He is unaware that there is a guest already sleeping in one of the spare bedrooms. The guest is Clara Barton, the true biological mother of Rebecca. Harry has been duped into thinking, he and his deceased first wife, Tina are the birth parents of Rebecca, who had changed her identity, so she could be close Harry, because of his connection to his daughter, Scarlett, whom he never met and who Rebecca watched apparently fall to her death, when she was nine years old. Clara awakes, as she hears Harry's footsteps ascend the staircase. How she will explain her presence will be nerve racking, even more nerve racking for Rebecca, who shivers and cries as she lies in her bed. If Harry ever discovered the truth, he would probably end his relationship with Rebecca for good and possibly prosecute her for stolen identity. It's her worst fear. Will he understand why she did it? How will he react, to discover, Rebecca, who was Alicia at the time, watched his true daughter, Scarlett, adopted name Rebecca at the time, die in front of her eyes? Surely, it would be too much to bare, the betrayal and thus end any good future for Rebecca. But, with her mother present, will Clara be Rebecca's saviour or her interference?
As the early sunrise, appears over the horizon, Rebecca heads outside for some early fresh air, to get to grips with recent events. Benjamin is getting dressed for work, on his last Friday before Christmas and he pears outside and notices Rebecca's sorrowed expression. As he heads outside, he catches a glance of himself in the rotating mirror. Annoyed, he turns the mirror away and heads outside from his cabin, and heads over to Rebecca who looks out to the Atlantic from the estuary.
'Morning,' Benjamin calls.
'Hi,' Rebecca acknowledges.
'Are you alright?' Benjamin queries. 'You look worried.'
'Is it that obvious?' Rebecca asks.
'Do you wanna talk about it?' Benjamin wonders.
'It's kinda personal, I'd rather not,' Rebecca insists.
'I understand, but if you ever want to talk, I'm a only a door away,' Benjamin points out.
'Thank you, Benjamin, that's sweet,' Rebecca appreciates. 'So, this will be yours and Deloris's first Christmas together? Bought her anything nice?'
'I'm working on it,' Benjamin claims.
'Better get to it handsome, Wednesday will come round pretty fast,' Rebecca points out.
After exchanging conversation, Rebecca heads back inside the house and then Benjamin opens the door to his pick up trunk and pulls a carrier bag from under the drivers seat. It's a gift for Christopher, whom he is having an affair with. As he places the bag back under the seat, again he catches a glimpse of his reflection and it drives him nuts. He smashes the wing mirror, by punching it out. He rests on the bonnet to try and calm down.
'Come on Ben, get a grip on yourself,' Benjamin sighs.
Benjamin then looks up and spots Bethany looking out the window, staring at him. He stares back for a few moments, before jumping into his pick up truck and driving off into town. Bethany watches him drive away, before heading back to bed.
Later, that morning, Clara heads downstairs and again come face to face with her daughter, Rebecca. Clara feels the need to embrace her, but Rebecca is feeling too evasive to let her, to not let Harry get suspicious.
'I hope the guest room, was comforting for you,' Rebecca says, pouring coffee for the two of them.
'Yes, it was, thank you,' Clara partially smiles. 'I couldn't sleep much though, I was worried about you. I heard you crying, it breaks my heart. You've had a terrible experience.'
'I hope you like waffles,' Rebecca replies, ignoring what Clara just said.
'Coffee will be fine,' Clara insists. 'Are you and Bethany, having an affair?'
'It's just sex, nothing serious,' Rebecca claims.
'She comes down the staircase, completely naked with a bottle of champagne, expecting a night of passion with her step daughter and it's nothing serious,' Clara sarcastically laughs. 'I guess I'd better get my facts straight in future.'
'Please, don't raise your voice, you know who is only upstairs and I would appreciate it, if you were to be gone by the time he gets up,' Rebecca demands.
'Please don't turn me away,' Clara begs.
'You're gonna ruin everything,' Rebecca figures.
'But, I love you. You can't keep lying to yourself, Abigail,' Clara answers.
'Don't you dare say that name in this house, it's Rebecca or Miss Wilson to you,' Rebecca warns.
'Keeping a dead girls memory alive, you're doing it the wrong way, baby,' Clara explains. 'I understand you needed to be close to her again, but you've made a fool out of a man, who loves you like his own.'
'And that's why, he must never find out.'
Footsteps are then heard coming down the staircase, it's Harry and he is surprised to see another beautiful lady in the house. Rebecca freezes on the spot, when he enters the kitchen. Clara smiles at meeting Harry for the first time.
'Oh, good morning,' Harry nods, surprised.
Rebecca tries to think of something to say, so she glances at the clock, and it reads 10:30 a.m.
'Daddy, it's only ten thirty, you've been working almost all night,' Rebecca groans.
'Just like her mother used to be,' Harry smiles, referring to Tina. 'Very insistent. I'm sorry, are you a friend of Rebecca's?'
Harry and Clara shake hands.
'Actually, I'm her Aunt,' Clara lies. 'Her adopted Aunt.'
Rebecca is shocked by Clara's made up story, but this leaves Harry rather shocked, as he believed Rebecca wiped all ties with her adopted family.
'I see,' Harry blunt replies.
Bethany then enters the house, with groceries and witnesses the meeting, between Harry and Clara. Rebecca heads into the hall, to help Bethany with the groceries.
'My mother is pretending to be my adopted aunt, just play along,' Rebecca whispers.
Francis Bay, Harbour. Benjamin is in his office, and he receives a phone call from Christopher, who is calling from a phone booth in Newark.
'Hi, it's me,' Chris calls.
'Hey, babe, I've missed you,' Benjamin smiles. 'Can't wait 'til the party, next Tuesday at the Wilsons. I've got a surprise for you.'
'I just need reassuring, you won't give anything suspicious away at this party?' Chris worries.
'You mean, with us, and the Rebecca, Emma scenario?' Benjamin asks. 'I insist, we will let them be the making of their own downfall.'
'Good, because I want to wait 'til the new year, before we decide to tell Emma and Deloris everything. Can't do it now,' Chris begs. 'Then I can expose this crooked cop, that Abraham is working with.'
'Which one's that?' Benjamin queries.
'I'll let you know in time,' Chris promises.
'OK, see you next Tuesday,' Benjamin agrees.
'Did you just call me, what I thought you did?' Chris laughs.
'Would you rather I call you that in bed?'
'That sounds pretty Hard core, Bub bye.'
Kings Cafeteria, Francis Bay, Long Island. Deloris is helping Dominic put the Christmas tree up and all the other decorations, when Charlotte comes into the main area. She notices how uncomfortable Dominic is, following their argument the day before, as Dominic thinks that Charlotte can't trust him, to trust her in opening up, with what's bothering her. It's exactly a week, since the reunion get together at Hexville High, in which Glenda Robinson, was accidently bumped off by Bethany and Charlotte. Charlotte grabs herself a soda water and Deloris notices the uncomfortable silences. Benjamin enters on his lunch break and claims he going to buy her a special gift for Christmas and may yet give it to her at the Wilson party, on Christmas Eve. He also produces a box of chocolates for missing their date, the previous morning. Deloris forgives him and agrees to meet him later. Dominic and Charlotte glance at one another momentarily and then heads to get a hammer and nail.
'How longs this gonna go on for Ma Ma?' Deloris sighs.
'It's nothing, it will blow over,' Charlotte assures her daughter.
'I hope so, it is the season of good will after all,' Deloris adds.
'You know, I was thinking, that we should visit James grave, before Harry and Bethany throw the party. Just so, he knows that we haven't forgot about him,' Charlotte suggests. 'I know you miss him Deloris, he was your little brother.'
'I do, maybe you should discuss it with Dad, though first,' Deloris encourages. 'Will an excuse to clear the air between you two.'
'Maybe it will clear the air,' Charlotte agrees.
Charlotte kisses Deloris, as she goes to clear some tables.
Later that evening, Clara looks out to sea, stand on the outside of the Lighthouse, as the wind blows through her hair. She was rather surprised, that Rebecca would allow her to stay for the evening, but is now concerned that she maybe forced out of the Wilson household, as Rebecca is worried, that Clara will expose her true identity. Clara looks at the picture in her locket of Rebecca, when she was Abigail and she touches the picture, trying to hold back the tears. Harry then surprises Clara and Clara quickly closes the locket on her necklace. Clara gets herself together.
'It's beautiful up here,' Clara begins. 'You haven't got the hustle and bustle of Manhattan on your doorstep.'
'True,' Harry agrees. 'But, it hasn't been all plain sailing though since we've moved here from the city.'
'Yeah, I saw on the news about that girl, that turned into a vampire,' Clara adds. 'Was she a Meta Human, like all the others scattered across the globe?'
'More than likely,' Harry answers. 'She might have been an experiment that was studied by that fraudulent society the Cosmos and she made her escape, when Wall Street was put under investigation. Her death didn't make sense though, I was the last to see her alive, after she through me out of the house window. She was found dead on the beach, two miles south of here.'
'Oh my God, was Rebecca hurt?' Clara gasps.
'A little, a few cuts and bruises, nothing serious,' Harry informs. 'On the change of subject, why all this time?'
'You mean why have I showed up out of the blue?' Clara suspects.
'Well, it is a bit abrupt, and Rebecca washed her hands clean of her adopted parents last I heard,' Harry explains.
'I understand that Mr Wilson,' Clara acknowledges. 'But, I loved Rebecca and never stopped. What ever conflict she had with my sister, was nothing to do with me. Her adopted parents are living in Australia now. We rarely speak ourselves. I just wanted to make Rebecca aware, that I didn't stopped thinking about. I never had children of my own Mr Wilson, Rebecca was the closest person to a daughter I ever had.'
Harry seems warmed to Clara's lies and rubs her shoulder. It would be an entirely different reaction if he knew the actual truth, on who Clara really is and the deceit that Rebecca had been hiding for nearly a year and a three months.
'Well, it seems Rebecca's has acknowledged the fact, that you are very nice genuine person,' Harry smiles. 'And if she's happy, then I'm willing to except you still part of her family.'
'Thank you, Mr Wilson, that is very kind of you,' Clara nods.
'And since, you came all this way, I'd like for you to stay with us, for the duration of the Christmas period,' Harry invites.
Inside the Wilson household, Bethany adds a few touches to the Christmas tree, by placing the star on top. While, Rebecca nervously taps the kitchen counter, watching Harry and Clara exchange conversation on the outside of the lighthouse. One moment of guilt, could see Clara confess the truth and that's why Rebecca's eyes are firmly left on the two in conversation outside. She is then distracted by Benjamin and Charlotte arriving in the pickup truck, and Charlotte notices Rebecca looking out and she waves. Rebecca waves back. Rebecca glances back to the lighthouse, behind Benjamin's cabin and Harry and Clara have vanished and realizes they're headed back to the house. Bethany makes Rebecca jumps, when she squeezes her hips.
'Relax,' Bethany said. 'Nothings gonna happen.'
'What are you gonna do, gag her with the Christmas lights, then box her and throw her down the Chimney?' Rebecca sarcastically replies.
'What do you take me for? Bethany grunts. 'Norman Bates mother?'
'Have you talked to Daddy, about your long son?' Rebecca queries. 'Seeing as my inconvenient mother has showed up, maybe you should consider finding your son.'
Bethany turns and starts cutting the vegetables.
'Yeah, maybe, Bethany shrugs.
Rebecca exits the kitchen as Harry and Clara head back in.
In Benjamin's cabin house, Benjamin places his rotating mirror into the closet. As he heads into his small living room, he spots Bethany in the kitchen of the main house and she catches him watching her and she winks at him. Benjamin smiles back. Deloris is looking through his CD selection, some of which are old and new music.
'Great collection, here,' Deloris notices. 'The Beatles, The Animals, Elvis Pressley, Duran Duran. The Dave Clark Five? You have interesting taste hidden in your closet. How does that song go? 'Glad all over, baby I'm a' Glad all over, so glad you're miiiiiiine.'
'Very good,' Benjamin grins. 'I see you like your sixties hits.'
'Tell you what, we'll take these over to the party next Tuesday, get down and boogie,' Deloris cheers.
'I like the sound of that,' Benjamin agrees, as he and Deloris start to make love.
Saturday 21st December 2002, Manhattan Mall, New York City. Clara has taken Rebecca shopping for the first time. It took some convincing, but in order to keep Harry from discovering her identity, Rebecca couldn't take the risk. But, will she be able to warm to her birth mother, who gave her up, when Clara was only fourteen years old at the time. It's a manic in the city that never sleeps.
'All I Want For Christmas Is You,' by Mariah Carey is playing on the surround sound Mall Radio. Clara is overwhelmed that she is spending her first Christmas shopping spree with her daughter, who almost brings to tears to her eyes. She tries to interact with Rebecca by holding her hand, but Rebecca feels uncomfortable and pulls away. Clara holds it together, despite Rebecca being awkward, unless Rebecca feels that Clara is being the awkward one, by interfering.
'This has been really nice,' Clara smiles. 'Our first Christmas spree together.'
'I'm only doing this, because I feel manipulated,' Rebecca claims.
'That hurts, Rebecca,' Clara sighs. 'I'm not intending to ruin your relationship with your Dad.'
'Then why are you here?' Rebecca snaps.
'Because, I wanted to be sure, you were my daughter,' Clara insists.
'The day you gave me away, was the day I stopped being your daughter,' Rebecca answers in an argumentative tone.
'I was fourteen years old Rebecca, I was just a kid at the time, I guess I still didn't know right from wrong,' Clara tries to explain.
'But, you knew how to spread your legs,' Rebecca cruelly remarks.
Clara is so upset by her daughters crude remark, she slaps her across the face. But, after doing so, Clara regrets it, and leaving Rebecca red faced on one side.
'I'm so sorry, I didn't mea...' Clara begs.
'This is exactly what I'm talking about, you're only here for your benefit, not mine,' Rebecca moans.'
'My benefit?' Clara wonders.
'Because I have money,' Rebecca informs.
'That is way off the line Rebecca, money has nothing to do with it?' Clara states.
'How much will it take for you to get the f*** out of my life?' Rebecca whispers.
Clara is shocked by Rebecca's accusations. For months Clara has had the dream of meeting her only offspring, the daughter that she has loved all her life, despite not being in her life for Twenty two years, not being able to protect her, comfort her and point her in the right direction. And now, it seems all that trying and convincing, has all been thrown back in her face. But, is Rebecca's decision based on the fact, she is living with a controversial Step mother in Bethany, who has had secrets of her own and both have concealed each others backgrounds?
'Well, I guess I have been mislead into thinking we were finally getting somewhere,' Clara cries, wiping her right eye. 'The last few hours, seemed so promising, I honestly thought, that you believed I loved you, but you seem so eager to get rid of me. Well, congratulations you have.' Clara pulls out a box in her bag and shoves it into Rebecca's hand aggressively. 'Here, you hurtful little bitch. I bought that for you, while you were powdering your nose. Don't worry, it only cost four thousand dollars, but I forgot, I'm not worth as much as you are. Oh, by the way, my source on finding you, Your friend, Emma sent me in the right direction or should I say regrettable direction.'
Rebecca stands frozen at Clara's admission, as Clara walks off in tears, through the crowd. Rebecca stares at the box give to her by her mother and she opens it to reveal a gold bracelet. Rebecca touches it and feels quickly guilty by how she acted out on the woman, who has spent all her life in regret on giving her away. Rebecca closes it up and places it in her bag and goes in search of Clara.
Precinct, New York City. Abraham is heading out with his wife, Elaina, when Eric Lance arrives hauling in a cat burglar. Abraham informs Eric, that himself and Elaina are headed to Francis Bay for the Wilsons Christmas party on Christmas Eve. Eric then surprises Elaina, when he offers to babysit Andy. Elaina is about to turn down his offer, when Abraham interrupts and excepts. Elaina suspects Eric is only doing it, to try and prove he isn't dangerous and has a girlfriend in Chanel. As Abraham and Elaina head out, Elaina looks back at Eric with a stare, as Eric calmly stares back.
Sixth Avenue, Manhattan. Rebecca spots Clara sat on a bench lighting a cigarette, which surprises her, because she never suspected of Clara being a smoker. But, after recent events, and feeling rejected, it has hit Clara hard and thinking this is revenge for making Rebecca think she was rejected after being born. Rebecca can see how destroyed her birth mother is and begins to feel incredibly sorry for her. Rebecca is so scared that her identity will be revealed to Harry and the last thing she expected was her past to come and ruin it, but Clara is genuine and her only intensions are to have a relationship with her daughter. Rebecca slowly paces herself towards Clara and through and flock of pigeons, of which flutter away.
'The bracelet was beautiful, thank you,' Rebecca calls.
'You were right Rebecca, I'm no good to you,' Clara replies in denial. 'After all, I did advise you the last two days to eventually open up to Har...your daddy about who you really are. That's not exactly being a loving mother is it, because you obviously thought I was after your millions. I'm just a defence lawyer after all, on a sixth month sick break, for depression and for ...looking for my lost child.'
'You haven't lost her...she's right here,' Rebecca assures.
'Are you saying that, because you want to make sure, I won...'
'I'm saying it, because, I...I...I really want you to stay,' Rebecca shivers, as snow begins to fall. 'I'm sorry for what I said, please come back to Francis Bay.' Rebecca then flashes a smile. 'Better make it fast, it could be slippery and wet on the road, it is a two and a half hour drive.'
Clara smiles and both her and Rebecca prepare for their trip, back to Long Island.
Tuesday 24th December 2002, Francis Bay, Long Island. It's Christmas Eve and the day of the Wilson Christmas party and the day before Christmas Day. It's the season of goodwill and in the supposed quiet town of Francis, it will be anything, but quiet, uneventful and painless, yet AGAIN.
Rebecca is putting on a long red dress for the Christmas Party, which is a late afternoon to evening event. Rebecca finds it difficult to yip up her dress from the back and is then startled when, Bethany starts yipping her up.
'Relax,' Bethany insists. 'It's me.'
Rebecca smiles and allows Bethany to yip her dress up. Bethany then starts to smell Rebecca's hair and rubs her shoulders. Rebecca allows her to do this, but then spots her mother, Clara watching them in the mirror and Rebecca immediately pulls away, in which Clara then descends the staircase. Rebecca smiles nervously back to her step mother, who tickles her chin and kisses her quickly on the lips before heading downstairs for the final preparations. Rebecca slowly paces herself towards her dresser and puts on the gold bracelet, that Clara bought her the previous weekend. It seems Rebecca, is somehow coming to grips with her long lost mothers presence and feels this could be a chance to have a relationship with her, providing her secret stays secret.
Harry and Dominic carry the food from Dominic's car into the house, just as early guests Chris and Emma arrive from New York City. Benjamin peers through the window, at his lover arriving with his wife, who will highly likely interact with Rebecca for long periods. Out of the passenger steps Charlotte in a white dress. Benjamin calls out to Deloris in the cabin, to let her know her parents have arrived. Deloris exits the bedroom in a flowery dress, and Benjamin seems genuinely attracted to his current girlfriend, who he intends to dump for Christopher by the time the year 2003 comes round. Benjamin and Deloris meet her parents and acting charming, Benjamin kindly gestures how beautiful, Charlotte is and kisses her on the cheek. When Charlotte enters the Wilson Residence, she spots Clara helping Rebecca with her bracelet and recognizes her from the first time, herself and recognizes her from the Café the previous week, when Clara asked for directions to the house.
'Hi,' Clara acknowledges.
'How you liking your stay so far Clara?' Charlotte asks.
'Nice and peaceful,' Clara says. 'And I get to spend some quality time with my daugh...my niece.'
'I don't know about peaceful,' Charlotte adds. 'We had a killer vampire on the loose a few weeks back in the female form of Linda Perry. She's dead now thank God.'
Rebecca makes herself scarce from the conversation as the events, that Charlotte is referring to, hurt very much to Rebecca, as she had fallen in love with Linda and even though she had a split personality, it pained to see Linda die in her arms. Rebecca then comes face to face with, her one night stand, Emma, whom she also loved. Rebecca feels awkward, as Emma smiles back to her. Rebecca is upset at the fact, that Emma gave info on her whereabouts to Clara.
'Are you OK?' Emma grins.
'Yeah, I'm fine...I guess,' Rebecca nods.
Emma then notices the gold bracelet, that Rebecca is wearing.
'That looks expensive and nice,' Emma points out.
'Yeah, Clara bought it for me while we were out shopping, no thanks to you,' Rebecca sarcastically replies.
Emma pulls Rebecca aside, as Benjamin takes note, as he pours himself a bottle of wine.
'I'm so sorry, I was put on the spot,' Emma claims.
'All you had to do, was call me and ask my permission to let her find me,' Rebecca snaps.
'She wanted it to be a surprise,' Emma tries to explain.
'But, I told you about my past and my adopted parents,' Rebecca answers.
'If she's buying you expensive jewellery, she can't be all that bad,' Emma figures.
Benjamin continues to watch the two suspicious girls talking and walks over to Chris and gives him a nudge.
'Hey, pretty boy,' Benjamin whispers.
'Not here, Ben, people will get suspicious,' Chris warns.
'I think you should know, that your wife and her girlfriend are attempting to get in line first for suspicion,' Benjamin points towards Rebecca and Emma.
Christopher notices that both girls seem agitated in conversation in the hallway. Benjamin thinks it's one big joke to him and profusely glares at Chris, wondering what he intends to do.
'They obviously want each other,' Benjamin suspects. 'But, I'm here for you to fall back on...I love you.'
'Benjamin, Deloris is only over there, don't give the game away tonight and of all places,' Chris pleads.
Emma and Rebecca continue their disagreement over Emma informing Clara, where to find Rebecca.
'Rebecca, all I did was tell her which town you lived in,' Emma states.
'If, that's true, then how did she get my full address?' Rebecca sighs.
'Beats, the shit out of me,' Emma insists.
The doorbell then rings, and Bethany hurries to answer it. It's Abraham and Elaina and she embraces the both of them. Over her shoulder, Elaina notices Rebecca and Emma near the staircase and both act natural. Both Emma and Rebecca are already aware, that Elaina knows of their once passion and whom is covering for her, to protect a secretive cop in Eric Lance, who is baby sitting Andy with Chanel Mantel.
'You didn't bring Andy?' Bethany queries.
'No, we didn't, we thought it was going to be a non child event,' Elaina thought.
'Don't be silly, you're all welcome. You got a babysitter, then?'
'Yeah, he's staying with my deputy and his girlfriend from the precinct for the evening,' Abraham informs. 'We'll pick him up, later tonight, when we get back to the city.'
Bethany suspects the deputy, Abraham is referring to is Eric Lance, who's identity she is already aware of, is Hank Willis. Bethany hangs their coats up in the closet and then heads into the kitchen to fetch the food. Benjamin kisses Deloris and tells her, he' going to the bathroom. On the way, he spots Bethany alone in the kitchen. She turns and smiles and winks at him.
'You wanna help with the food, instead of loitering?' Bethany chuckles.
'I'll be right back,' Benjamin says.
Other guests then arrive from, Bethany's bank and from Harry's local precinct. One of the local police officers, Ted Sumner takes a shine to Clara, whilst Brad Hayes becomes attracted to Clara. Harry suggests they play some music and urges Deloris to play some of Benjamin's classics. Harry insists on a random disc and pulls out Remy Zero. It's first track play's 'Somebody Save Me.'
'I feel my wings have broken in your hands, I feel the words unspoken inside
And they pull you under, And I will give you anything you want, oh, You're all I wanted
All my dreams are fallen down, crawlin' around and around and around
'SomeBody savvvvve me, Let your warm hands break right through it, Somebody saavvvvvve me, I don't care how you do it
Just stay, stay, C'mon, I've been waiting for you...' continued.
Eric Lane apartment, Manhattan, NYC. Andy is watching the 1995 movie 'Jumanji,' who is being babysat by Eric and his sort of girlfriend, Chanel Mantel, who are on a mission to use resources to track down a hard drive which was used by the Cosmos,
in order to discover the information on the disk, which was sent to the States by Jeff, prior to his death, but it never reached Abraham. It found it's way into the possession of Eric and Chanel. Chanel orders a pizza and Eric asks Chanel to look after Andy for twenty minutes, while he heads out to buy some ice cream.
'He's taken to you,' Chanel notices.
'Andy thinks I'm an heroic version of Bruce Lee,' Eric answers. 'But, if Abraham ever discovered the truth about me or you, he may never understand. I have murdered twice and I'm not proud of it. I have this side, that just goes over board, when it comes to making the peace for your own needs or others, that you even hate.'
'We could end up in jail, despite, what our real intensions are,' Chanel sighs. 'I always wanted kids of my own.'
'I guess we'd better show a good example of being good role models, if we wanna be parents,' Eric insists. 'And it begins by me getting the chocolate ice cream in and you acting as mother to Andy.'
'Eric?' Chanel whispers. 'Do you ever see us being a real couple instead of acting as one? I think I'm really in love with you.'
Eric is stunned by Chanel's confession, he never thought, they could actual be a couple, but since they've been acting as one, to keep Elaina off his back and to conceal their true intensions, it's not impossible for him to whisk her off her feet for real.
'I'll be back in twenty,' Eric bluntly said, exiting the apartment. Eric heads down an alley, opposite his own apartment and looks at his watch. It reads 18:37 p.m. Suddenly, car flashlights are flickered. Eric approaches the vehicle and meets with a private investigator.
'I have what you asked for,' the investigators shows, handing Eric a brown envelope. 'I've kept tabs on the Wilson boy and Mrs Carlisle, just as you asked.'
Eric takes out pictures and info on both Elaina and Christopher. Elaina doesn't seem to show anything suspicions on checking up on Eric, due to his blackmail on revealing Emma's affair on Chris, and also just shows an interest on being a mother and wife. But, Chris, there are pictures of him and Benjamin getting a little too close for comfort. Eric chuckles at what he's discovered.
'Well, well, well,' Eric sighs. 'Christopher Wilson and Benjamin Bates. I guess we're in a bit of a pickle aren't we?'
'I take it, you're gonna send the pictures to Emma Wilson?' the investigator queries.
'Not that it's any of your concern,' Eric continues, handing the investigator $5000 in cash. 'That wouldn't be the best approach for my personal issues. But, I know a woman that would be willing to negotiate, even if she is the one I intend to expose and destroy by the time my mission is complete.' Who is Eric referring to?'
Francis Bay, Long Island. Rebecca hands Emma her Christmas present in her bedroom. Emma opens it and it's a pair of dolphin ear rings and it leaves Emma surprised.
'Rebecca I don't know, what to say,' Emma gasps.
'Just say you'll except this gift,' Rebecca encourages.
'Thank you,' Emma emotionally answers.
Emma and Rebecca share an embrace and then they look passionately into each others eyes. It seems they about to rekindle old memories with a kiss, but are then startled by Benjamin's presence.
'So this is where, you too are hiding out,' Benjamin giggles.
Um, yeah, Rebecca was just giving me my early Christmas gift,' Emma points out. 'A pair of ear rings.'
'Nice, what did you get Rebecca, a vibrating dildo?' Benjamin sarcastically jokes.
Both girls don't answer to Benjamin's quirky quote, as he heads back downstairs. Rebecca and Emma both become wary of Benjamin, as his words sound suspicious.
'What was that all about?' Rebecca groans.
'You know, I've got a bad feeling about something,' Emma suspects.
'Don't give anything away, just act natural,' Rebecca warns.
'Right,' Emma agrees.
Back downstairs, almost everyone gets tucking into the buffet and Ted Sumner flirtingly smiles at Bethany, as she and Harry share a joke and Brad Hayes starts chatting up Clara. Benjamin stands next to Chris on the buffet line and gives him a nudge, as he spots Emma and Rebecca re- entering the dining area.
'I almost caught them red handed darling,' Benjamin whispers.
'What do you mean?' Chris worries.
'If I had been five minutes later, I could have caught them butt naked,' Benjamin informs.
Around 20:25 p.m., A few of the guests are getting drunk and getting into a Dancing mood. Bethany notices Charlotte has gone outside for fresh air and confronts her, wondering if she has got to grips with the gruesome death of Glenda Robinson, which happened thirteen days previous. Charlotte tells Bethany, that it will take time, as she is not happy in herself and that she is putting on a brave face for her husband and daughter and that they went up to visit James grave the day before. Bethany figures that Charlotte won't open up, about what really happened in Hexville, but will Charlotte crack? Bethany and Charlotte head back in, as Deloris decides to play spin the bottle and, which two spins it lands on, they must dance to a song together.
'I hope, I'm dancing with Rebecca's Aunt,' Brad prays, feeling horny.
'I hope I'm dancing with my colleagues wife,' Ted adds.
Benjamin heard what Ted said and gives him an aggressive stare and Ted wonders, what Benjamin is staring at? Rebecca stands next to her mother Clara and gestures that Brad, seems desperate to get into her knickers.
'If he wants them, he can choke on them,' Clara rolls her eyes. 'Horny Bastard.'
'Let's hope, he doesn't get spun into dancing with Dad, with a hard on, while staring at you at the same time,' Rebecca laughs.
Both women laugh hysterically, as Bethany jealously watches. Deloris spins the first bottle and it lands on Harry. The bottle is spun again and it lands on Rebecca.
'Aw, sweet a dance between father and daughter,' Elaina claps.
Bethany and Clara's expressions, show they know that Rebecca isn't Harry's daughter. Deloris presses play on the CD player and Jermaine Stewarts, 'We Don't Have to Take Our clothes Off ,' begins to play.
The song reminds Harry of Tina, as it was one of her favourite Eighties songs, as she informed Harry of this in, Season Two's 'Retro,' when they went to a fancy dress at James Fletchers huge apartment, made guest appearances where famous artists as them selves, entertaining the guests.
During the dance, Harry opens up to the girl, he thinks has been his daughter for fifteen months.
'Your mother, loved this song.'
Harry shares a dance with Rebecca. Brad sneakily moves over towards Clara and asks her if she'd like to get together sometime with him? Ted watches Brad's attempts to seduce Clara and he whispers in her ear. Clara giggles and places her drink down and drags him out by his tie. Brad gives the thumbs up to Ted, as he thinks he's getting laid. Harry and Rebecca continue their, dance when only moments later, Ted notices Brad staggering out the front door, holding his nuts in pain. Clara then walks back into the dining room, without so much as a care for the man, that tried to take her to bed. Benjamin senses what Clara had done to Brad, who is too embarrassed to re- enter the party for the time being. Benjamin laughs and looks at Ted at the same time.
'I'd like to see you try that with Mrs Wilson,' Benjamin sniggers. 'You'll be lucky to walk out that door with your balls in tact.'
Harry and Rebecca finish their dance and Deloris spins the bottle again. It lands on Bethany. Bethany steps into the circle. Deloris spins it again and it lands on Benjamin. Bethany winks at him, making him blush.
'Get on this dance floor my blue eyed boy and boogie,' Bethany orders.
'No, funny stuff now, Beth,' Deloris jokingly warns. 'Last time I checked he was my blued eyed boy.'
Rebecca looks around and notices Brad isn't in the room, and sees Ted standing alone.
'Where's the sex maniac?' Rebecca queries.
'He didn't have the balls to go through with it,' Clara said.
Deloris puts another random CD in the Hi Fi and the 1964 song, 'Glad All Over,' by the Dave Clark Five begins to play.
Bethany starts teasing Benjamin with a sexy dance and he replies, by pulling her closer to him and they get into the rhythm of the song. Harry starts to feel embarrassed, yet Deloris finds it extremely sexy to watch. Bethany wraps her arms around the fisherman, who laughs it up.
'He's not too shy is he?' Clara notices.
Rebecca does not take her eyes of the two dancers once, as she has a suspicious feeling.
'No, he's not,' Rebecca whispers. 'It's all clear now.'
'What do you mean?' Clara wonders.
'Nothing,' Rebecca assures her mother.
Charlotte stands beside her daughter, as she watches uncomfortably at Bethany and Benjamin's dance moves.
'He's no Patrick Swayze is he?' Charlotte adds.
'Is that a tone of jealousy Mother?' Deloris teases.
'Absolutely not,' Charlotte refuses to admit. 'I mean look, dancing like that, in front of you, and Bethany in front of her husband. Where's the consideration?'
'It's a party Momma, not a brothel,' Deloris argues.
'I'm just saying what is,' Charlotte points out.
'Momma? It's nice to see you looking better,' Deloris smiles, kissing her on the cheek. 'I want this to be the best Christmas ever.'
'Me too,' Charlotte agrees.
Deloris hugs her mother and smiles at her Dad, Dominic, who is happy to see Mother and Daughter having a bond. Looking over Deloris shoulder, Charlotte catches Bethany giving her a smug look as she continues to dance with Benjamin. Emma attempts to hold Chris's hand, but he pulls away and tells her he is getting another drink, and Benjamin spots how uncomfortable he is with his wife. Emma wanders over to Rebecca and pulls her aside
'Something's not right,' Emma worries.
'What is it?' Rebecca asks.
'Chris is pulling away from me again,' Emma explains. 'I think he suspects something.'
Rebecca puts both arms on Emma's shoulders, as Emma's eyes fill with tears.
'Get a hold of yourself,' Rebecca advises. 'How could he know?'
'Elaina maybe,' Emma suspects. 'But, if she did tell him, then she's putting us all in danger, with Chris's threats to expose Eric Lances true identity and that man is extremely dangerous.'
'If it is true, then we have to find out, how he's come to know about our one time passion,' Rebecca says.
'Rebecca, I'm scared,' Emma panics.
'Don't worry, I got your back,' Rebecca promises.
Benjamin glares at the two women, after he and Bethany finish their dance. Elaina sees how secretive Rebecca and Emma are trying to be. The girls mingle into the party again. Bethany flirtingly grabs Benjamin by the face and plants a kiss on his lips, winks at him and taps his nose with her finger. Deloris smacks his bum.
'Hey, you, I thought you only had eyes for me.'
Deloris spins the bottle twice again and it lands on Rebecca and Emma. The two women are put firmly on the spot and Emma sees how uncomfortable Chris is and Benjamin is almost giving her evils. Rebecca wonders what the facial expression all about?
'Is there a problem Benji?' Rebecca questions.
'Benji? What am I a f***** dog now?' Benjamin sarcastically laughs.
'Cmon Rebecca and Emma!' Deloris tries to encourage onto the dance floor, holding up a CD. 'I've got 'It Must've Been Love,' by Roxette.'
'Chris, I'd like to go home now, please,' Emma tries to encourage.
Benjamin and Chris look into each others eyes, knowing what they know about Rebecca and Emma's feelings for each other and yet, Chris and Benjamin haven't been angels themselves. Benjamin knows his true feelings lie with Chris and no longer with Deloris, but how does Chris feel? Also, are Rebecca and Emma still in love? And are Emma and Chris still in love with each other? Neither one wants to give the game away...yet, but Eric Lance may just interrupt the two way, love affairs, with his hiring of a private investigation of Elaina and Chris. Chris agrees to be driven home by Emma and Emma bids a fond farewell to Rebecca and Emma tells Rebecca she has left a present for her under the tree. Harry is disappointed that his nephew is leaving so early, but Chris insists that it is getting late. Elaina stands close to Emma and they both make eye contact.
'I'm fine,' Emma assures her in a silent voice. 'We'll talk soon.'
Emma and Chris leave, and Chris looks back at Benjamin. Benjamin stares with desperate affection as both Chris and Emma exit the party and prepare for their two hour journey back to Manhattan. Rebecca turns back Benjamin in disgust.
'Benjamin, you've been acting strange tonight, are you alright?' Rebecca pushes for an answer.
Benjamin places his drink down and heads outside.
'I'm getting some fresh air,' Benjamin claims, as Deloris tends to Charlotte, who is throwing up all over the carpet. Ted drunkenly staggers up to Harry and rests on his shoulder.
'Can I f*** your wife?' Ted slurs.
'Excuse me?' Harry sarcastically smiles in shock and dismay.
'C'mon, I'll pay you instead of her,' Ted provokes.
It doesn't take much to wind, Harry up and he punches Ted's lights out. Everybody jumps and Dominic restrains Harry, a shocked and woozy Ted staggers to his feet and leaves the party. Elaina insists on cleaning up the messy floor of Charlottes vomit and Ted's bloody lip stains. Rebecca take the weight off her feet and sits down and turns and notices Clara is not in the room.
Clara is over looking the moonlit night sky Atlantic Ocean from the lighthouse, when Bethany startles her.
'Beautiful isn't it?' Bethany interrupts.
'Oh, you startled me,' Clara jumps.
'Been quite a night hasn't it?' Bethany sighs.
'Well, it's been interesting,' Clara acknowledges.
'These last few days have been interesting,' Bethany figures. 'I don't know what's more shocking, you showing up in Rebecca's life after twenty two years, or you finding out that that she looks up to me...in that way.'
'Look, if you're worried about me telling Harry, about either of those things, you don't have to worry, all I'm interested in, is having a relationship with my baby girl,' Clara assures Bethany.
'Sorry to burst your hopes Clara, but Rebecca is very naïve and her promises to you are a big mistake if I may add,' Bethany stuns.
'Do you wanna run that one by me again, Beth?' Clara gasps.
'I'll make it simple for you,' Bethany continues. 'We can't trust you.'
'Do you always do her talking for her?' Clara groans.
'Rebecca doesn't want you here Clara and neither do I,' Bethany claims. 'You could become a burden and all it takes is a slip up and you could ruin her.'
'I came here with good intent. I intend to love and protect Rebecca,' Clara argues.
'So do I,' Bethany states, holding a cheque of $30,000. 'Do yourself a favour and make it easy on Rebecca. If you truly love her, you leave tonight.'
'And what if I don't?'
'Then you'll only be hurting yourself.'
'Are you threatening me?'
'No, I'm jut doing the girl I love and you a favour that's all,' Bethany giggles.'
Clara thinks that Bethany is jealous of her bonding with Rebecca and is using Rebecca's secret as an excuse, as well as her sexual encounters with her. Bethany laughs this off, as she thinks that Clara will soon turn on Rebecca.
'You are a selfish bitch,' Clara curses.
'Yeah, course I am,' Bethany laughs.
'There is nothing on this Earth, that will ever make me walk away from my daughter,' Clara argues. 'And not even you can blackmail me or bribe me to change my mind. If I didn't know any better, you're the one with the issues.'
'Do yourself a favour Clara honey, take the cheque and get out while you still can,' Bethany demands.
'No,' Clara refuses. 'Go to hell.'
Suddenly, Rebecca appears on the staircase and see's Bethany attempting to hand Clara a cheque. Rebecca is horrified by her step mothers attempts to rid her mother out of her life. Even though, Clara is aware that Rebecca was never Harry or Tina's daughter, but hers, Rebecca has warmed to Clara. But it seems Bethany is deciding to put a damper on the promise.
'Bethany, what are you doing?' Rebecca gasps.
'Trying to make your life easier,' Bethany claims.
'Don't listen to her Rebecca, she's trying to break our relationship, because she's jealous,' Clara tries to convince.
'Bullshit, Clara will turn on you Rebecca, because she's jealous of what you have and because her life is f***** up,' Bethany urges, Rebecca to listen.
'I didn't spend months of investigations and searches to destroy the daughter I longed for, just because you changed your identity to remind yourself of your foster sister,' Clara said.
'How well do you know this woman, Becky, darling?' Bethany tries to manipulate. 'She gave you away because she didn't want, not because she was young. Harry is your father and I'm the closest to a mother you have left.'
'Oh, you have a fine definition of claiming to be a mother to my daughter,' Clara screams. 'I didn't realize seduction was in that category.'
'Just shut up, shut up, the both of you!' Rebecca yells, bursting into tears. 'Clara? Bethany's right. I hardly know you. I can't lie to my Dad, every day, while you're in my life. It will scare me, because if he ever found out, I could lose his love forever.'
'I can't walk away after all we've been through, these last few days,' Clara tearfully replies, moving slowly towards Rebecca.
'To be honest, I think I've been in denial and it wouldn't be fair to lead you on,' Rebecca whispers. 'But, I think it would be best if you left right away.
Clara is hurt by Rebecca's choice and it breaks her heart. Clara cries out loudly and grabs Rebecca's hands in an attempt to pull her close, but Rebecca lets go. Bethany doesn't seem to show any remorse for Clara and it's clear that Bethany is hateful in Clara's eyes. Clara stares at Bethany with hate.
'You are a cruel and vindictive woman,' Clara rages. 'You're manipulating my daughter and brain washing her into thinking, I'm using her to hurt her. It's all lies. I've done nothing to you, but I may just change my mind.'
Clara is about to attack Bethany, when Rebecca blocks her path.
'I'm sorry, but you should never have come here,' Rebecca sighs. 'I'd like you to pack your stuff and to never come back.'
Rebecca removes her gold bracelet and places it back into Clara's hand, who stands dejected and rejected at the same time. Clara is cruelly dismissed. Clara senses that Rebecca has spent so much time in the presence of Bethany, Bethany has had a control over her, but now Clara has been kicked into touch, she has nothing to lose.
'So this is what you want?' Clara wipes her tears. 'Well, if it is, then I have nothing to lose.'
'What do you mean?' Rebecca wonders.
'You know damn well, what I mean,' Clara groans.
Clara immediately hurries down the lighthouse staircase. Bethany and Rebecca panic, when it seems Clara is going to tell all to Harry and the two women chase after her. Clara exits the lighthouse at a pace and rushes towards the main house in tatters. Clara pushes open the front door, as Abraham is tending to Harry's bruised hand, after he thumped Ted. Clara marches into the dining room and confronts Harry. Everybody becomes aware of Clara's traumatic appearance. Clara stares at Harry momentarily, as both Rebecca and Bethany rush in. Harry waits for Clara to speak, but she cannot bring herself to tell him about Rebecca's secret and she turns to her daughter momentarily, knowing she will be hurting her. Clara moves away and rushes upstairs to pack.
'What's going on?' Harry asks confused.
'It's looks like, Clara won't be staying with us any longer,' Bethany claims. 'She thinks she doesn't fit in.'
'That's ridiculous,' Harry figures. 'I'm gonna talk to her.'
'No, Harry,' Bethany obstructs. 'You can't repair this.'
Bethany heads up the stair case. Rebecca stands watching her mother pack in tears. Bethany comes behind her and places her hand on her shoulder.
'You made the right choice,' Bethany whispers.
Bethany heads into the bedroom and sits down. She picks up her cell phone and begins to send a message to somebody anonymous.
About ten minutes later, Elaina and Abraham begin their journey back to the city to fetch their son, Andy. Deloris and Dominic are then seen helping a drunk Charlotte out of the house and to the car.
'Tell you had a good time tonight,' Dominic adds.
'And nobody died this time,' Charlotte slurs.
Bethany looks at Charlotte in dismay, referring to Glenda Robinson, but Deloris thinks she means her brother James.
'C'mon Mom, lets get you home,' Deloris insists. Deloris looks around and sees Benjamin not in sight. 'Has anybody seen Benjamin?'
'Maybe he went to get some air,' Bethany thinks.
The Kings thank the Wilsons for the party and they head on home, back into town. Clara is then seen dragging her suitcase out and throwing it into the trunk of her car. Harry knows that Clara has been drinking as she jumps into the car. Harry marches up to her.
'What's this all about?' Harry asks.
'Something, that can't be fixed,' Clara claims. 'I'll let Rebecca fill you in.'
'I can't let you leave, you've been drinking, you could hurt yourself,' Harry informs Clara.
'To be honest, it would be a blessing, ' Clara sobs.
Clara hits the accelerator and speeds off knocking Harry to the floor and almost mowing down Bethany. Harry manages to get to his feet, as Rebecca comes rushing out. Rebecca watches Clara speed off erratically and Harry tells her, that Clara could kill somebody as well as herself and insists on calling the police. Rebecca runs into the house and grabs the car keys and hops into the car and gives chase. Harry and Bethany scream for her to stop. Clara is having a breakdown at the wheel and cries her heart out. She never thought, her relationship with Rebecca would end like this. Bethany's cruelty has ended a promising future for both mother and daughter. Clara swerves from side to side and her vision starts to blur. Then on the quiet single highway, where there's woodland on either side, Clara spots what looks like the long haired blonde Francis Bay killer who's face is obscured from view, stood in a black cloak and high heeled boots. The murderer who put both Linda Perry and Steven Whittaker to the sword, purposely throws spikes into the road, making Clara run over them, piercing the tyres and sending the car spiralling out control and turning over and crashing down an embankment and of which comes to a shuddering halt, after crashing into a tree. The remains overturned and Clara possibly injured inside.
Clara Barton is trapped inside her wrecked, overturned car, which has been halted by a tree, just down a wooded embankment. She is partially conscious, but her vision is blurry, as it's dark and she is in a woodland. She has a gash on her forehead and it appears she has broken her arm and leg. Her voice and breathing is rather shallow and almost everything is silent, apart from owls in the woodland. Clara begins to panic, as her left arm is trapped, between the dash board and the pushed in steering wheel. With her partial vision, it doesn't help her in anything, as she attempts to set herself free. About half a mile away, Rebecca in an attempt to find her mother, comes to an intersection after exiting the Bay. She then spots tyres marks on the road, headed left and she speeds off left, hoping that it will eventually lead her to Clara, who had forced out, more by Bethany than Rebecca. Clara in agony, attempts to prise her trapped hand from between the dashboard and steering. In tears, pain and a bit of manoeuvring , Clara manages to free her hand. But, her vehicle is still overturned and almost certainly the blood will be rushing to her head. How long will it be before Rebecca can find her? Clara reaches out to the door handle and pushes it open and reaching for the ground out, Clara cries out, with the sharp pain of her legs, which are fractured from the impacts she took, when the car rolled down the hill. Without, warning she instantly falls out of the unturned car and into the woodland and it makes the severity of her pain even worse and possibly her injuries. Clara is slowly hyperventilating and finds it hard to calm herself. She looks up to the night sky and can just about spot the full moon, between the trees. Not only has she been mentally scarred, she has been physically attacked.
'Somebody please help me,' Clara attempts to call, with her tiring voice.
A car can then be heard coming down the road from a distance, and Clara hoping somebody will realize she is injured and they will take her to hospital. Clara cannot move further away from car, than she can. All Clara can do is wait in hope. Suddenly, footsteps can be heard moving towards her, and with her being in a vulnerable state, Clara cannot be sure who is coming towards her.
'Who's there?' Clara wonders, as her vision is still blurred.
Nobody answers. Above the embankment, Rebecca screeches to a halt, after spotting tyres marks in a circular form and then some in a straight line. Rebecca exits her vehicle and rushes to the gutter and picks up a piece of Clara's tyre of which was blown out purposely by the Francis Bay killer.
'Over here,' Clara calls out to the distant lights of Rebecca's car. Clara is unaware it's Rebecca and her voice is still not loud enough to distract her only child. Stepping in to block the headlights, is the tall shadowed female figure, of the Francis Bay killer, who's face cannot be seen. Grasping, it's machete, Clara fears the worst. Suddenly, Clara hears Rebecca's voice in the distance.
'Mom?!' Rebecca calls. 'Ma Ma, where are you?'
Knowing that her daughter is calling out to her and fearing that her life could be ended, Clara attempts to call out in desperation with her wailing voice.
'Baby, I'm down here,' Clara cries out, helplessly, trying to crawl away. 'She's trying to kill me.' Clara looks up to the murderer and the figure moves over her injured body. The killer places the machete near it's feet and kneels beside Clara, who is shivering and fearful of her life. Clara looks back in the direction of Rebecca's car and through her regaining sight, can spot Rebecca's shadow, who still calls out to her mother. Clara reaches out to her daughter, who still cannot spot her Mom anywhere. Still reaching out and tears profusely running down her face, as well as the blood, Clara is now at the mercy, of a violent and merciless killer. Wearing gloves, the murderer covers Clara's mouth and nose and squeezes tight. Clara doesn't have the energy to fight. All she can do is reach out to Rebecca, who couldn't hear her calls. Slowly, Clara's loses her fight and her next few breaths are cruelly and horrifyingly draw to a close. The Francis Bay killer has claimed it's next victim. Moments later, Rebecca is seen running through the darkness of the woodland in an attempt to find Clara. Eventually, she does, but instead she finds her, not alive anymore. The Francis Bay killer has absconded out of sight and Rebecca is in tatters. Rebecca holds Clara in her arms and for a few moments, Rebecca puts herself in denial, that her mother has just died. But, the truth is, her mother, Clara has passed away, not only passed away, but is another victim of the Bay killers sick attacks. Holding Clara close in the darkness, Rebecca breaks down.
'Please God, no, not my Ma Ma no,' Rebecca grieves. 'Please Ma Ma, wake up, I love you. I'm so sorry...no...No...NOOOOOOOOO!'
Rebecca's screams echo into the night sky.
Monday 30th December 2002, Francis Bay. The Wilsons are headed to Colorado, Clara's home state to bury her. Harry insists on trying to reach, Clara's supposed sister in Australia, who is supposed be Rebecca's adopted mother...the adopted mother of Rebecca and sister to the now deceased Clara that DOESN'T exist. It was made up, to cover up Rebecca's true identity. Bethany tells Rebecca she doesn't have to go to the funeral if she doesn't want to, but Rebecca insists, she has to, as she feels responsible for allowing Clara to leave. There is no sign of any guilt from Bethany and Rebecca lies to Harry, that Clara and her sister hated each other and that her death, won't even bring them closer together. Rebecca heads outside and sits on the front lawn swing, before they head to the airport. In the distance, Emma can be seen talking to Chris and Emma waves over to Rebecca, who waves back. Benjamin , then sits beside Rebecca in an attempt to comfort her.
'How you holding up?' Benjamin asks.
'Not so good,' Rebecca sighs.
'Look, maybe your Dad and Bethany are right, maybe this trip is too much for you, Clara would understand,' Benjamin explains.
'I feel so guilty,' Rebecca cries. 'My Mo...my Aunt wouldn't be dead, if I hadn't forced her away.'
'Oh, you shouldn't feel responsible for your Aunt Clara's death,' Benjamin answers. 'If you want to talk about it, I may be able to help.'
'Do you know who killed her?' Rebecca snaps, looking aggressively at Benjamin.
'No,' Benjamin replies, hesitating for a mere second.
'Then you can't help can you?' Rebecca tearfully says.
'It was an accident, she hit something sharp and her tyres blew and she died from her injuries,' Benjamin suspects.
'Yeah...whatever,' Rebecca whispers.
Tuesday 31st December 2002, 23:59 p.m, Francis Bay, Rebecca is sat naked in her shower grasping a straight razor and is wanting to cut her wrist to end the suffering. She keeps hesitating. Then she rests the blade firmly on the skin and is about to end it all, when Bethany opens the shower door. Bethany is horrified by what she is witnessing. Before, Rebecca makes any attempt to end her life, Bethany restrains her. Rebecca kicks out screaming. Bethany calls out for help.
'Harry! Harry!' Bethany screams out.
Harry bursts in to tend to the woman who thinks is his daughter and comforts her.
The camera pans out of the Wilson household and to the lighthouse, where outside stands the Francis Bay killer. Fireworks are then seen soaring into the midnight sky, as the year 2003 makes an entrance.
Note: This was officially Amy Adams final Guest Appearance as Clara Barton. Clara was apparently the Francis Bay killers 3rd victim. (Linda Perry, Steven Whittaker and Clara).
Spoilers: The attacker may have struck before and will strike again.
Only 17 episodes left.
END OF EPISODE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY