Am I a Serial Killer?

Natalie, come back here.

Natalie!

Natalie?

Where are you, honey?

Are you in here?

You can come out now.

It's all right.

Mommy's here.

Huh?

Natalie!

Oh my God.

I've been looking everywhere for you, honey.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no, no, no, it's okay, baby.

I dreamt about her again.

I know, I know, it's okay.

Okay, let's get you home, okay?

- Yeah. - Yeah? Okay, come on.

For more on the Annie Weaver story,

we take you to our correspondent in San Marcos, California,

- Lisa Collins. Lisa? - Thanks, David.

I'm here at the San Marcos State Prison,

where a last-minute appeal for a stay of execution

of Annie Weaver has failed.

Weaver was charged with the brutal double homicide

of Frank and Lucy Miller eight years ago,

a suburban couple who had been renting a room

in Weaver's Ridgeside home.

The weapon used to murder the couple

earned Weaver the nickname "Weaver the Cleaver Killer."

Weaver's trial took a dramatic turn

when her own daughter,

Natalie Weaver, then age 10,

testified against her.

Weaver is set to be executed one month from today,

though her legal team maintains her innocence and vows...

You don't have to do that.

Do what?

I make breakfast every morning.

Turn off the TV just because it's about her.

Well, you shouldn't listen

to that stuff.

It's fine.

I'm used to it.

You don't have to protect me.

I'm not a child anymore.

Trust me, I know.

Your father would be really proud

of the amazing young woman you've become.

Did you get any sleep last night?

The nightmares will stop.

Just give it time.

They're getting worse.

My mom...

am I like her?

No.

Listen, honey.

I have known you your entire life,

and you are nothing like her.

Thanks.

I'll talk to Dr. Welk about it later.

Good.

You working today?

Yeah. Four to eight.

I gotta go.

[indiscernible chatter, laughter]

Here, let me.

- Jerks. - Why bother?

They'll just post them back up tomorrow.

Little murder baby.

- You okay? - Sure.

- Why wouldn't I be? - Watch this. Hey, Weaver!

Just wanna make sure you got the note I left.

I don't wanna have to worry about a domestic incident

with a kitchen knife in home ec later.

- - Hey, I'm curious.

Do they send you the electric bill

for her execution, or do we all get to chip in on that?

What is your malfunction, seriously?

Wow. Look who found a pair.

They drop this morning, Geoff?

Leave her alone.

You can't actually be friends with her.

You're just doing it so she doesn't put you

on a kill list, right?

You're an ass.

Come on! Do you wanna go?

Hey, Kent!

Both of you, my office, now!

I just couldn't take it anymore.

And wham, I hit him.

Suspended for two days, three days of detention.

I hardly think your aunt is gonna be happy about that.

I know.

I just... I'd had it.

I don't know what came over me.

Something inside me just snapped.

Hm.

Maybe it's a side effect of the medication?

You mean, sudden fits of violence?

No.

Not in my experience.

Speaking of which,

I don't think the medication you gave me is working.

The sleepwalking is more common now.

Mm-hm, it takes a while to get into your system.

Gotta give it more time.

And the dreams?

I'm having them all the time now.

I'm not surprised.

Clearly, they're being triggered by your mother

being in the news lately, it's called a stressor event.

In cases like yours,

trauma can lie dormant for years.

And then suddenly, it's drawn to the surface.

Great. Lucky me.

Maybe you should see yourself as lucky.

Rather than looking at these events as a burden,

what if you saw them from another perspective,

looked at them as a way to heal?

Let them lead you to resolve these issues

once and for all.

How?

You've never gone to visit her?

I haven't seen her in eight years.

Since the trial.

It might be a good idea to go see her.

In person?

I wouldn't even know what to say.

Whatever you need to.

It might be the best way to get answers,

certainly to get closure.

She's your mother.

At the very least,

it will give you a chance to say goodbye.

Suspended for two days.

What are you gonna do while I'm at the office?

How are you gonna make up that schoolwork, huh?

Geoff said he'd bring me whatever I missed.

And I already talked to Owen about doing

extra shifts at the store.

I'll keep busy.

We're lucky he didn't press charges.

I couldn't help it!

With all the looks and whispers behind my back.

Kent just pushed me over the edge.

I know, baby.

But you're just gonna have to be a little bit more careful

right now with everything in the news.

It's gonna blow over when...

Just no more punching people, understood?

Understood.

But you have to agree.

He deserved it, right?

Eat, before you further incriminate yourself.

Weaver.

You got a visitor.

No physical contact is allowed.

That includes displays of affection.

Is that clear?

- Is that clear? - Yes.

She hasn't gotten too many visitors over the years.

Natalie!

Remain seated.

Baby!

I'm so happy to see you.

You have no idea how much I've missed you.

I thought that I would never see you again.

I mean, I dreamt about it.

I used to hope every day that you would come see me,

but then after all the years, I just lost faith.

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm just a slobbering mess.

It's okay.

I'm sorry I didn't visit before.

No, I understand.

Did, um... did Caroline bring you here?

No. She doesn't know.

Right. Well, that's probably for the better.

I can't even imagine how difficult this has been for you.

Why did you do it?