Science. {Jason DiLaurentis}

Songs of Home

6x02- Part 1

"Andrew Campbell, the main suspect in the case of the four missing Rosewood teens, had been apprehended by police and detained upon further investigation. At the time, police are asking for anyone has any information pertaining to the investigation to come forward." The news reporter declares, issuing a statement on the current events of Rosewood, Pennsylvania.

Sienna watched from her hospital bed, chills and anger simmering inside her body.

To say that it was a surprise that everyone thought Andrew Campbell was responsible was an understatement. She hardly knew the boy but they had gone to school together for years. Yet, every time Sienna saw his face on the screen, she wanted to pound it in.

That was—if he was the one responsible.

There were a lot of holes to the story. Including how, Andrew Campbell had to be Charles DiLaurentis for the theory to be true. Somehow he would have had to have been removed from the DiLaurentis family without anyone remembering and then adopted into another family without anyone noticing.

Which seemed like a wild theory.

"Additionally, the two teenage girls who were earlier this year labeled 'Rosewood Tragedies' have been found alive." The reported continued, new images showing on the screen. "Sienna SinClair who went missing Labor Day Weekend of 2009, and Mona Vanderwaal who was believed to have died on Thanksgiving last year, were among the victims recovered at the scene."

Sienna quickly switched the television screen off, not wanting to listen to anymore theories about her or Mona. It was counterproductive and if she wanted to know that badly then she could walk outside or search it up on the new phone she had been given.

That gave her a new belt of anxiety to carry. She would have to go back to the real world soon. Today, actually. After five months of captivity and two years on the run, she would be free to roam Rosewood. Or at least, free until the police decided to arrest her for faking her death, which was still a major possibility.

"Alright, let's take a walk." Jason concludes, peaking up from beside Sienna and offering his hand to her to grab.

He'd seen the way her face fell as she watched the news, the furrowing of the creases between her brows as she fell into heavy thought. She was too wrapped in her thoughts and she needed a way out of them.

"What?" Sienna mumbles, her attention pulling away from the black television screen to the man beside her. She hadn't even heard his question over the roaring of her thoughts.

"Let's take a walk." Jason repeats, using his chin to tilt and signal to his open hand. There was no judgment in his face, just an understanding and a desire to help.

Sienna eyed the outstretched hand, blowing out a breath before placing her own in his and using the hold to help her raise from the bed.

"Sometimes I hate how well you know me." Sienna grumbled, wincing slightly as her feet touched the floor. There was still a tenderness to her back that ached when she moved.

Jason, receptive to her actions quickly helped her stabilize and slowly stand, guiding her body with his free hand. "You've got it," he encourages.

"I'm okay," Sienna declares once she emerged into an upright position, the wincing having ceased as she steadied her weight against the boy's.