Trish sits on Laurel's couch, bawling her eyes out. "Trish, I'm here for you." Laurel hugs her friend.

"I know." Trish murmurs, wiping her eyes.

Sara sits on the other side of Trish. "I'm here for you too."

"Thank you." Trish says.

"I know what it's like to struggle with addiction." Laurel says, her voice soft. Matt puts his hand on her shoulder. "I can help you through this."

"I appreciate it, Laurel." Trish smiles.

Jessica stands up from the chair she was sitting in.

Leo starts crying in the other room, and Sara stands, and goes to get him.

She comes out of her room, holding the infant. She calms him, and he giggles.

As a side effect of being injected with the drug from IGH, Leo was aging faster.

Yesterday he had been a week old, now he was at least a month.

Trish wipes her eyes. "Sara, he looks so much like you."

Sara smiles. "I know he does."

He had the same blonde hair, intense blue eyes, and freckles. He giggles.

The look in Sara's eyes was filled with love.

Sara had been through hell, and now she finally gets a happy moment.

Sara had filed a restraining order on Barry, so he could never approach her or Leo.

Trish looks horrible. Her eyes were sunken, her face sickly pale, she did not look like Laurel's best friend.

"I'm going to help you whether you like it or not."

Trish stares at her. "Why?"

"You're my best friend, that's why."