Michael's POV

"What's going on? Is she ok? Is it the baby?" Mother asks as my family come rushing down the hallway "I don't know they still won't tell me anything"

"But what happened?" Janet asks and I tell them what happend.

"Why the fuck would she do that!?' Randy asks confused. "I don't know do I!? They won't let me see her yet"

"Where were you while she was doing this?" Joesph asks "I was alseep. We both were and then the next thing I know the cats flipping out biting and scratching the hell out of me and Leanne was gone and went downstairs and she was just standing there completely blank and her arm was on the stove and then she passed out" I explain, still confused by the whole thing.

"I told you that cat was a fucking phycho. It kept randomly attacking me when it was at my place" Randy cuts in. "It's not phycho!" LaToya frowns. "If Bugsy hadn't done that then Michael wouldn't have woke up and got to her on time. If anything it saved her from doing anymore damage to herself"

"So why did it attack me then? I wasn't harming myself?"

"Obviously it doesn't like you and didn't wanna be with you. He clearly loves Leanne and Michael to be so loyal and sense she was in danger"

"It's still crazy and..."

"Are you two seriously arguing about our cat right now!? Leanne's in there and nobody's telling me what's going on!" I snap "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that" Randy mumbles.

"What was she like before that? Was she acting strange or say anything to you?" Joesph asks and I shake my head. "She was fine. She was quiet, but in general she was fine and just said she was tierd and we both went up stairs to take a nap and the next thing she was by the stove"

"Maybe she was sleepwalking" my mother suggests. "If she was sleepwalking then she would have woken up as soon as the flame first touched her" Janet cuts in. "Michael said she didn't even flinch and she was blanked out until Michael grabbed her and snapped her out of it. Maybe she was having like flash backs or something. Didn't you say she kept talking about there being a fire outside?" She turns to me and I nod. "That must have been it then. Like when she flipped out that time when she was at school"

"That was different" I shake my head. "Leanne was fully conscious when that happened and she wasn't blanked out. she was panicking because she got taken into a room alone with male teachers" I explain "this was different. You didn't see her. It was like she wasn't even there"

"This is obviously something deeper than a panic attack" Joesph says "Clearly it's something to do with what happened in the fire. What exactly happened in there?"

"Does it matter?" I mutter nervously. "Of course it matters if she's doing something like this. She's obviously still suffering from it. What happened?"

"But we're ok now. W- we both got out an-and w-were ok. W-were safe now" I stutter and he looks at me sympatheticly and puts his arm on my shoulder. "Michael, I understand that it's hard for you to talk about, but it's important that you tell us. We can't help either of you unless we know exactly what happened when you were both in that fire" he says softly and I don't say anything for a moment.

"She was locked in the room upstairs" mumble "I looked all over for her and I could hear her calling for help and I ran as fast as I could, but the flames were coming behind me so fast and I couldn't see much through the smoke an-and...."

"And then what happened?" Joesph asks softly and I don't say anything for a moment.

"I tried to get her out I really did" I croak, "but the fire was blocking the door and it just kept coming closer and I pulled her close to me and I kept moving her away so the flames didn't burn her, but there was nowhere to move and we were in the corner and then... and then... it went dark and everything went quiet for a moment then I couldn't see anybody, but I could hear sirens and people screaming and..." I croak trying to continue, but break down in tears and mother wraps her arms around me.

"It's ok sweetheart. Just take your time" she says softy. "I can't lose her" I sob wrapping my arms tightly around her. "Please let her be ok. I need her. Please? Please let her be ok" I sob

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Kathrine's POV

"She will be ok won't she?" Michael sobs in my arms and I wrap my arms tighter around him, not saying anything.

After listening to Michael, shakily go into detail about what happened in the fire. I despretly want to tell him Leanne's going ok, but until the doctor comes out none of us knows what's going on and it breaks my heart listening to him crying and begging me to let her me ok and I wish I could I wish there was something I could do to make all of this go away, but I can't. All I can do is try and comfort him and pray Leanne is ok.

"Please let her be ok" Michael looks up at me with tear filled eyes and I open my mouth to speak and a doctor starts walking down the hall way and Michael quickly rushes over to him and stands at the top of the hall talking to him.

"What's going on? Is she ok?" Joesph asks as we get over to them.

"She ok!" Michael smiles wrapping his arms around me. "And the baby?"

"Mhm" he nods then turns back to the doctor. "Can we see her now? Please?"

"I'd actually like to speak with Micheal alone for a moment first" the doctor says. "we'll wait here for you" I smile at Michael through pursed lips and he walks off with the doctor.

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Michael's POV

"W-what's going on? Y-you said she was ok?" I stutter nervously as the doctor and I leave the rest of my family. "And she is... physically, the burns on her arm weren't that deep luckily, but I'm more concerned about her mental state. Has she self harmed before?"

"No" I shake my head. "What was she like before it happened? Did anything happen? Or was she acting or saying anything out of the ordinary"

"We were at her grandma's funeral earlier and she was quiet, but that's it. And when we came home she said she was tierd and so was I so we both went upstairs to take a nap"

"Are you sure she went to sleep?"

"I'm sure. I always stay awake until she falls asleep because sometimes she has panic attacks"

"She has panic attacks?" He frowns confused and I nod "there's nothing about this in her medical records. Is this a recent thing?"

"She's had them all the time I've known her"

"Which is how long?"

"About 2 years"

"And she hasn't seen a doctor or anything about this?" He frowns confused "She doesn't have them that often anymore. What does this have to do with what happened today?" I ask confused

"I think Leanne maybe suffering from post traumatic stress syndrome. She'd have to been seen by a professional for an actual diagnosis, but I'm pretty sure that's what's wrong with her. When she came in here she was very confused and kept talking about a fire and someone called Mary coming to get her"

"What exactly did she say?" I ask nervously. "She just kept saying that their gonna come after her and that the flames were coming closer. I looked in her records and it said she was brought in after a house explosion and by what you've told be and what she's said. It sounds like she's still suffering alot and hasn't had any actually therapy to help her through it"

"Is there something you could give her for it?"

"Not without and actual diagnosis, but even then with her being pregnant they may not be able to prescribe her any kind of anti depressants and if they do it'll be a very low does" he explains and I nod and continue talking with him for a moment then he finally takes me to see Leanne.

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Leanne's POV

"Baby! Thank god your ok!" I hear Michael smile and he rushes over and wraps his arms around me. "Can I come home now?" I ask and he nods. "The doctor just wants to do a few more checks and then he'll let me take you home" he smiles slightly. "But I'm ok now"

"We just need to make a few more checks to make sure it's safe for you to go home. Your blood pressure was very high when you came in" the doctor explains then starts doing some more tests on me.

"You were saying before you felt dizzy before. How are you feeling now?" The doctor asks, while checking my blood pressure. "I'm ok now"

"Have you had dizzy spells before?"

"I felt a little dizzy and light headed a few times when I was at work. And once when I was doing my school work, but I was ok after a minute"

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Michael asks softly. "Because I was fine after a minute" I shrug "sounds to me like your doing too much" the doctor cuts in. "It may not seem like your doing alot, but you have to remember, Your five months pregant. You need to be resting" he says while writing something down "I'll just be a moment" he smiles at me through pursed lips then leaves the room.

"Baby, I've been telling you for weeks now you need to slow down. And why didn't you tell me you've been getting dizzy?" Michael asks concerned. "I was just a little light headed but I'm..."

"But you still should have told me and you should be at home resting" he says softly. "from now on your not going back to the hotel or doing any kind of work. I'll find someone to cover for me at work and for now. Your gonna stay home and I'm gonna take some time off work to take care of you for awhile"

"Michael, I'm not a child. You can't just keep me in the house all the time. And you really don't have to stay home and take care of me. You have more important things to be doing than looking after me"

"Your what's most important to me and I'm not budging on this one. And I know your not a child, but if you think that I'm treating you like one then I'm sorry, but no offense. you've kinda gone a little bat shit crazy lately and need help so I'm gonna stay home and take care of you whether you like it or not"

"I'm not crazy!" I frown "you sure about that?" He says raising an eyebrow and I open my mouth to speak then realise he may have a point an decide against it.

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Lisa's POV

"Any names yet?" My mom asks rubbing my large baby bump. "Mhm.. Michael, Joesph, Jackson, Jr" I smile "that's a mouth full she giggles. "That's what I said, but Michael's set on naming our first son and daughter after us"

"Maybe you should both concentrate on this one first" she chuckles. "I can't believe I'm gonna be a grandma" she smiles. "How come Michael still hasn't come to see me yet?"

"He um.. he's just really busy at the moment. What with work and decorating the nursery and a whole bunch of business meeting and stuff. You know what Michael's like. He's always doing something" I smile "well tell him to come see me soon. I haven't seen him in like 2 years. I was started to worry the two of you broke up before you told me you were pregant" she chuckles. "Nope. Definitely still married. Michael just works alot is all. You know what he's like. He'll come and see you soon though" I fake a smile. "Well make sure he does"

"I'll tell him, but like I said he's really busy and...."

"Lisa Jackson?" I hear and turn to see two police officers coming into the room. "That's me. Is there a..."

"Your under arrest for the murder of Mary Mason" he cuts me off and starts handcuffig me. "You do not have to..."

"W-wait w-what!!?" I cut him off "Lisa? What's going on?" My mom asks confused "I- I don't know" I stutter as they start dragging me out of the room.

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Janet's POV

"Did she say anything to you?" Mother asks and I shake my head. "No. She seemed fine at the funeral"

"Poor thing" mother sighs "to be honest. I'm surprised she hasn't snapped long before now though. I couldn't imagine going through half of what that poor girls been through" I sigh. "What are you talking about? This isn't just some random thing that's come out of nowhere" LaToya cuts in. "She's been messed up for a long time. Have you all forgotten what she did to Ma.. "

"Will you keep your voice down" Joesph frowns at her. "What? Are we just gonna sweep that under the carpet and act like it didn't happen?"

"Of course not, but now isn't the time for that" he says in a hushed tone and I turn and see Michael walking down the hall

"How's she doing!?" I ask, rushing over to him. "The doctor's just going over a few things, but he said she can come home" he smiles through pursed lips. "That's good isn't it?" I ask confused by his expression and he tells us what the doctor said.

"I knew it was something about that fire" I say after he's explained what the doctor told him. "But she can't see a therapist" Randy cuts in "What if she says something about... You know?" He mumbles that last part. "What am I suposed to do? If she's sick. I can't just leave her to deal with it herself" Michael shrugs. "But if she says something then we can all get in trouble"

"She won't say anything like that and even if she does. Isn't therapy sessions confidential" I shake my head. "It's supossed to be confidential, but I'm pretty sure they can call the police if she admits to murder" LaToya says in a hushed tone. "Then what do you suggest we do!?" Michael frowns at her. "Because I can't just leave her to deal with it alone. What if she does this again and next time I might not get there on time"

"She doesn't have to deal with this alone she has us. You both do" mother cuts in. "But we can't help her. She doesn't tell us anything" LaToya says. "That's because she has trust issues. Which is pretty understandable" I cut in. "It's understable with us but she doesn't even tell Michael most stuff and he's done more than enough to prove she can trust him"

"It's not as simple as that. You can't force somebody to trust you and can you really blame her for having trust issues? And for the record she does trust me. She's just not that good at talking about certain things" Michael snaps at her "then what do you wanna do!? Do you wanna take her to talk to someone and risk us all getting in trouble? Or do you wanna just sweep it under the rug and pretend it isn't happening like we seem to do alot lately!?" She snaps back. "Right now I just wanna get her home" he mumbles. "But you need to decide what..."

"Why don't we just concentrate on one thing at a time?" I cut in seeing how upset Michael is getting. "Are we aloud to see her now?" I ask and he nods. "The doctor just needs me to sign some paperwork before we leave, but you can go and hang out with her while your all waiting, but could you do me a favour and not.."

"We won't say anything about a therapist or whats happened" Joesph cuts him off "thank you" he smiles at him through pursed lips and takes us to Leanne's room.

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Lisa's POV

"Ok I admit. I did go to the house one time, but that was only to speak to Michael. I didn't kill anybody!"

"According to the CCTV footage from a neighbours home, you were there on two accations. Once alone and it shows you having a heated confrontation with a neighbour and the next time with a Ms Mia king and you both left with what looked like valuable items. There's nothing on the camera's of your ex husband and none of the neighbours have ever seen or heard of him. How do you explain that?" The interview asks. "I don't know. Maybe he went in through the back of the house"

"Or maybe he wasn't there at all" he shrugs. "Why else would I have gone there if it wasn't to see Michael?"

"Maybe to check nobody had moved the body?"

"I didn't kill anybody! How many times do I have to tell you!?" I snap. "Then how did Mary's body end up locked in a basement? In a house people have seen only you and Mia going in and out of?"

"I don't know, but I swear I had nothing to do with it. I didn't even know she was there! I haven't even seen or spoken to the woman since the trail"

"And neither had anybody else... until now" he mumbles

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Michael's POV

After we left the hospital, the rest I the family stayed for awhile then went home because it was getting late and me and Leanne have been snuggling on the sofa watching movies. I haven't mentioned anymore about what happened early because we were both pretty tierd when we got home. I will speak to her about what the doctor said to me, but right now Leanne's already been through enough for one day and I don't want to start overwhelming her with too much when we've just got home.

As we're watching a movie, I look over and smile slightly when I see Leanne has fallen asleep and I get up slowly and put the blankie back over her then go into the kitchen to start cleaning up.

As I'm cleaning the dishes, I can't help but keep looking back over towards the stove and I keep having images of what happened earlier.

I close the kitchen door and quietly pull the stove out and start to cut off the gas to the stove. She's sleeping right now, but I really don't want to risk her doing anything else to herself.

As I'm finishing putting the stove back, there's a knock on the door and I quickly rush to answer it before whoever's knocking wakes Leanne.

"W-what are you doing here?" I stutter nervously, opening the door to a police officer who I recognise from when I was interviewed after the fire. "Is Leanne here? I need to speak with you both" he says coming in. "About what?" I ask nervously "We got a call this morning about two suspious people going in and out of Leanne's parents old house and we found Mary Mason's body in the basement. We're not sure how long she's been down there, but it looks like she's been down there awhile" he explains and I don't say anything.

"Who did they see?" I mumble "I'm afraid I can't say. This is a murder investigation and I can't give out that information" he explains and I nod, not saying anything.

"I know this is a shock, but we need you and Leanne to come down to the station"

"S-she didn't do anything" I shake my head. "She hasn't spoken to Mary since the trial"

"Then she can tell us this at the station, but we do need to interview everybody that's connected to that house or to Mary which includes you two"

"But she's sleeping right now and.. "

"Mr Jackson. This is a murder investigation. This is very serious" he says sternly and turns and see's Leanne asleep on the sofa. "What happened?" He asks pointing at the bandage on her wrist and I tell him what happened.

"Has she started harming herself recently?" He asks and I shake my head. "She's been doing it since the fire" I lie "The doctor said she has post traumatic stress syndrome" I explain and he nods.

"Is the baby ok?" He asks looking over at her.

"What?"

"It was kinda of obvious at the trial she was pregant"

"It was a boy from her old school" I lie "You mean it's your baby?" He raises and eyebrow. "No It was..."

"I'm not here about that" he cuts me off. "I need you both to come with me to the station and..."

"Can't we come tomorrow or..."

"Mr Jackson. This is a murder investigation. This is serious. you do realise that?" He cuts me off. "This isn't something you can just make an apointment for" he frowns. "I understand that, but she's already had to bury her grandmother this morning and then we were at the hostpital because she was hurting herself. She's in a really bad way and.. "

"I'm sorry you've both had a tough time but.. "

"At least let me tell her what happened to Mary" I cut him off. "It'll be better her hearing it from me than a police officer she doesn't know just waking her up and saying her aunt's been murdered. Please? I'll tell her and we'll come straight down to the station first thing"

He doesn't say anything for a moment and looks over at Leanne again "I shouldn't be doing this" sighs slightly then turns back to me. "I'm gonna come back here first thing in the morning. It'll give you plenty of time to tell her what's happened and you both better be here when I come back" he says sternly "Thank you. We'll be here I promise" I nod and he looks back over at Leanne then sighs slightly and turns back to me.

"Off the record. I have a sister that suffers from PTSS too. I understand how hard it can he at times, but you understand we need to talk to everybody that knew Mary?"

"Of course and we will be here I promise" I nod an he smiles slightly at me through pursed lips "i'll be here around 10:30 give her a chance to let the news sink in before we question you both" he says then turns and leaves.

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Lisa's POV

After being interviewed for what felt like hours a guard takes me down the hallway way. "You get one call" he says with an attitude and I nod and pick up the phone and start dialling.

"Hello?"

"Michael! It's me Lisa I...."

"Now's really not a good time" he cuts me off "please!? I need your help! I've been arrested!"

"For what?"

"Mary's been murdered! and she was in the house and they think I did and..." I begin and the line goes dead. "Hello? Michael? Hello can you..."

"Times up" the gaurd says and I shake my head "wait. The line got cut off and I need to call him back and..."

"Not my problem" he says leading me down the hall. "Wait! You can't do this!? I haven't done anything wrong"

"We get that alot here" he chuckles slightly "but I really didn't and...wait! Leanne! It must of been her! She did it not me. That's why he hung up because he's protecting her and.. "

"I thought you said the line cut off" he says still dragging me down the hall. "That's what I thought, but he must know it was her and...hey!" I snap when he pushes me into the cell. "I'm innocent. She did this not me! Are you even listening!? Do you even care!?"

"Nope" he says uninterested and locks the cell then walks away leaving me standing in the middle of a freezing and filthy cell.