Elliot frowned && reached for the radio dial. But, just as he was about to twist it Olivia stopped him. "No, I want to hear it," she demanded. He looked at her && instead of switching stations he turned the volume up to hear what lyrics had his partner so demanding.


Elliot looked over at his partner who was listening intently to the radio. What was she finding so entertaining about this song? He asked himself. Why did she care so much? Then, as he took a turn onto another street he continued to listen to the song.


Olivia looked down at her shoes && then out the window. " It's fine you can change it," she said.
"No, it's alright.," he smiled "It's not as bad as the other song." Olivia nodded a little && then put her leaned her head against the glass window. A tear ran down her cheek but she caught it && stopped herself. The song was done by the time her thoughts had stopped taking up her mind. && the rest of the ride was silent.

By the time Olivia had gotten home after the long exhausting case she && Elliot had undertaken the only intention she had was sleeping. So, she threw off her coat, lay on her couch && went straight away to sleeping. The song she'd heard in the car started replaying in her dream && a flashback came flying through. She saw herself && she knew what was coming. She wanted to wake up but she couldn't. FLASHBACK:In her dream she was lying in her bed writing a song, she had finished her homework already && was bored. Then, her mother came crashing through the doorway, she was trashed && drunker than Olivia had ever seen. Olivia stood in the hallway staring at her mother who was leaning on the counter .. her mascara && eyeliner was smeared all over her face && her hair was a mess. "Mom," she whispered as she came closer. Serena moaned, "What do you want now child?Haven't you bothered me enough?," she asked in a harsh tone. "Mom, I told you tonight was open house at school. You told me you were going.," Olivia said with a look of disbelief on her face. Her mother cursed at her then did the unthinkable..

Serena threw open the cabinet door && slid out a butcher knife. Olivia stared in awe. "Mom, what are you doing," she asked as she backed away. Her mother held the knife up... "you are ruining my life," she replied. Olivia slowly backed away, "I'm sorry" she whispered. "Sorry doesn't mean anything Olivia, you need to learn your lesson," her mother replied. That night Olivia suffered one of the worst beating known to her, but that wasn't the last time her mother would harm her. :END OF FLASHBACK DREAM
Olivia woke up with her entire body covered in cold sweat, she shook her head and pushed her back up against the side of the couch. She bended her knees up and buried her face inbetween them. Just then her phone rang, she looked over towards the phone && decided not to answer it. House calls were barely ever important usually it was just some telemarketer or something of the sort. After what seemed to be a thousand rings her answer machine picked up, "Hey, it's Olivia I'm not here so leave a quick message," everytime she heard how ridiculous she sounded when she made that she wanted to break that stupid machine. She sat && waited for a message.. "Hey, Liv it's Simon. We haven't talked in forever," breath "I need to talk to you Olivia, it's important" deep breath "it's about my dad... our dad." Olivia stared at the phone && questioned what she'd just heard.

Olivia lifted herself off the couch && dragged her feet to the kitchen where the phone sat there on the kitchen counter. What could be so important about a dead man who did or didn't rape my mother? Olivia thought. At times she felt ashamed for being so careless towards the fact of her father being dead, but he had obviously been careless with her. He never even bothered calling her.., well at least that's what she thought, but who knew now? The only family Olivia had was Simon && she hadn't talked with him for months, she was lonely. There was a time where she'd rather be out on her own than have a family, not anymore. Olivia shook her head && put herself back into focus, she picked the phone up && dialed the number that was on her CallerID. Someone picked up, it was a little boy. "Hello" he answered "who's this?". "Hi, is... Simon there," she asked. "Daddy, phone for you," the little boy shouted. DADDY?

A few seconds later Simon grabbed the phone. "Thanks Tommy, go play with Mommy" Simon whispered. Olivia was confused..had her brother gotten married? "Hey" Simon said, Olivia thought he sounded a bit stressed but she didn't know his voice all that well. "Hey, you called" Olivia said in a questioning voice, "yeah" Simon replied. "Okay, so what's up," Olivia waited for an answer "Liv, we have a sister." Olivia went into complete confusion. "A sis..sis..ter..," she questioned, "how is that even humanly possible? How old is she? Oh, my.." Olivia passed out.
It wasn't like what she heard was that much of a shock, but with the mixture of stress and malnutrion lately she was weak. When she woke up she was in a hospital room, her eyelids fluttered a bit,she was extremely dizzy. She looked down at her arms, she had an ivy in her arm when she looked over to the corner of the room she saw Elliot && Simon sitting there waiting. It was late, she knew based on the darkness outside the window. Both her partner && brother were sleeping in their chairs, she let out a silent laugh. She had to admit the sight of them both sleeping was rather entertaining,Elliot snored alot and Simon's head rolled around as he slept, he never stopped moving. So, for that night Olivia let all the stress go, closed her eyes && slept a nightmare-free sleep.

Light shun through the window. Olivia's eyes cracked open, this time Simon was standing there waiting && Elliot wasn't there. "Hey Olivia.. how do you feel," Simon asked, Olivia heard concern. "I'm alright, what happened?" She was still confused as to what happened. "Doc said you passed out because of dehydration && stress," Simon replied. Olivia believed both things, she hadn't drank anything or eaten for a day ago. How pathetic was she that she was so enveloped in her stress that she'd forgotten to drink or eat? She let out a sigh.
"Olivia, about last night.." Simon waited for her reponse. "About last night, we have a sister? Simon, seriously. How is that even possible?," she asked. He shook his head ," I know, this is going to make no sense.., but we do." "How do you know this," she asked.

"Well,when they ran my DNA through the database they found.. her," he answered. "She's in the database? How old is she?," Olivia's eyes were widened. "She's thirteen, she's in foster care...," Simon replied. "How...," Simon answered before Olivia even asked her question.. "Dad's still alive."