"What happened? Tell me what happened, babe," he said, hugging her tight and comforting her.

"I'm fine now ..." She said, sidestepping the question for a moment before answering. "They...took advantage of me..."

"Baby, you're obviously not fine," he murmured, kissing her head. "Who did this to you? What happened?" he asked gently, softly pressing his hand to her scar.

"It doesn't matter....I survived...." She muttered, not meeting his eyes. It wasn't like much would change, honestly....Even if they brought the guy to justice it didn't change what had happened

"Dakota... please don't shut me out again... I just want to help..."

Dakota was silent, barely keeping the memories that haunted her at bay

"Dakota... please don't shut me out..."

"I've already screwed up enough in the last year, i'm trying to be better-I really am-but every day is hard now. The amount of ways I thought of killing myself in there was not healthy..."

"Babe, you didn't screw up," he whispered. "You protected our son, you are a good mother, you are a good person,"

"There's no way of proving that, Nate, there isn't"