Title: It's All in the Family
Author: Trashy
Disclaimer: All the shows characters belong to Tim Kring, Allan Arkush, and Arvin Brown. The character Ashleigh Cavanaugh, is an original character created and developed by the writer of this fiction.
Teaser: Jordan so desperately tries to find the killer who murdered her mother years ago. But what if her little sister holds all the clues?
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"What are you hiding?" Jordan screamed at her father who was standing at the opposite side of the dining room table. "I need to know what happened to mom!"
"It's the past Jordan! You need to leave it alone. There is nothing you can do now that will bring back your mother! Ever!" He paused. "You may find something you may not like and that will haunt you for the rest of your life!" Max Cavanaugh shouted back.
"Did I interrupt something?" Ashleigh asked as she walked into the backdoor of the Cavanaugh household. Here we meet Jordan's younger and only sibling. Ashleigh, or Leigh as she likes to be called, was only a year old when their mother, Emily was murdered. She doesn't remember much, but whatever she does, she holds it close, and tries to make it from disappearing. Leigh who is 24, had long blonde hair, the same color has her father. Her eyes were a piercing green, just like their mothers. Jordan had the same color.
"What are you doing home?" Jordan asked. "Why aren't you at school?"
"Don't you remember?" She said cautiously, as she eyed her sister and father who looked like they were about to spit nails at each other again. "Finals are done. Now I'm back home for the summer. I still live here, don't I?" She asked turning towards her father.
There was a moment of hesitation. "Of course. Of course you still do." Max stuttered. "How did you last final go?" He asked pulling out a chair for his youngest daughter.
Ashleigh put down her bag on the table amid the tons of boxes, files, photos, folders and papers. She looked around at the cluttered table, then back at her sister, then over at her father. "What is going on here?" No one said a word. "Look!" She shouted. "I'm just as much apart of this family as everyone else here. You always told me that I would be involved with everything. That a family that sticks together, works together."
"Don't look at me." Max said throwing up his hands. "Talk to your sister over there."
Leigh turned around to face her sister. "Jordan. What's going on?" She asked, paused to pick up a file which had her mother's name written on it. "Why do you have mom's old files? Why are they out here?" She began to raise her voice.
"Ashleigh." Jordan began, but couldn't even begin to piece a sentence together.
"Jordan!" She shouted. "Why are mom's old files out? Why are you even looking through her case files? Did you find something? Have you found clues to mom's murderer." The University of Massachusetts at Boston students' eyes were affixed on her older sister.
"Apparently, your sister thinks she found a fingerprint that belonged to your mother. Some loon at the mental hospital gave it to her, while your sister was poking around asking questions." Max seethed.
"Mental Hospital?" Leigh paused. "Jordan, what were you doing there?" She asked for an answer but all she got was silence. No one spoke. "DAMNIT! I want to know why you were there. I have a right to know what is going on. Now tell me, or I'll find it out myself!" She screamed at the two people she loved most.
"Ashleigh. I think you need to sit down." Max told his youngest.
"Dad. I am sitting down." She pointed out.
"Oh." He sighed. "Your mother, before you were born, was in a mental institution. When Jordan was five, your mother had a miscarriage. If she didn't, you have been born earlier." He paused. "It freaked her out. It freaked her out to the point where she lost it. I didn't plan on telling either of you, but Jordan just found out, so now you know."
Leigh perked up. Her mother was in a mental hospital? "Until when?" She asked.
"Until 1978." He added.
"Wait a minute." Leigh paused. "I was born that year. What month did she leave?"
"Shortly after you were born." Max said with his head down and looking at the table.
"I was conceived in the middle of a mental hospital?" Leigh asked.
"No. Your mother was allowed to come back home for a while. But it proved too much for her. During her stay at home, that's when you were conceived. She didn't know she was pregnant with you till a month later, while in the hospital. They let her out, two days after you were born. It was like she snapped back into the person she used to be." Max explained.
"So what clues lead you to the hospital? Is the murder there? Did he follow her home when she was let out? Did he stalk her?"
"We don't know. But," she paused. "When I was investigating, a murder took place there. A patient was pushed out of a window. And afterwards, after dad told me about ma, I snooped around. And this guy, who's autistic, he can't speak, gave me this half torn envelope. So I got Nigel to study it. We found a fingerprint on it. And it came back to be nobody's. A ghost print. That's when I searched mom's files. And the fingerprint matched. So I went back, and the silent patient spoke."
"What did he say?" Leigh questioned her big sister.
"He said he knows who killed mom." Jordan spoke softly.
There was a long pause. "So now what?" Ashleigh asked.
"We do nothing. That's what." Max scolded both his daughters.
"No dad. You're wrong." Jordan barked. "We're going to find out who killed mom."
Author: Trashy
Disclaimer: All the shows characters belong to Tim Kring, Allan Arkush, and Arvin Brown. The character Ashleigh Cavanaugh, is an original character created and developed by the writer of this fiction.
Teaser: Jordan so desperately tries to find the killer who murdered her mother years ago. But what if her little sister holds all the clues?
- - - - - - -
"What are you hiding?" Jordan screamed at her father who was standing at the opposite side of the dining room table. "I need to know what happened to mom!"
"It's the past Jordan! You need to leave it alone. There is nothing you can do now that will bring back your mother! Ever!" He paused. "You may find something you may not like and that will haunt you for the rest of your life!" Max Cavanaugh shouted back.
"Did I interrupt something?" Ashleigh asked as she walked into the backdoor of the Cavanaugh household. Here we meet Jordan's younger and only sibling. Ashleigh, or Leigh as she likes to be called, was only a year old when their mother, Emily was murdered. She doesn't remember much, but whatever she does, she holds it close, and tries to make it from disappearing. Leigh who is 24, had long blonde hair, the same color has her father. Her eyes were a piercing green, just like their mothers. Jordan had the same color.
"What are you doing home?" Jordan asked. "Why aren't you at school?"
"Don't you remember?" She said cautiously, as she eyed her sister and father who looked like they were about to spit nails at each other again. "Finals are done. Now I'm back home for the summer. I still live here, don't I?" She asked turning towards her father.
There was a moment of hesitation. "Of course. Of course you still do." Max stuttered. "How did you last final go?" He asked pulling out a chair for his youngest daughter.
Ashleigh put down her bag on the table amid the tons of boxes, files, photos, folders and papers. She looked around at the cluttered table, then back at her sister, then over at her father. "What is going on here?" No one said a word. "Look!" She shouted. "I'm just as much apart of this family as everyone else here. You always told me that I would be involved with everything. That a family that sticks together, works together."
"Don't look at me." Max said throwing up his hands. "Talk to your sister over there."
Leigh turned around to face her sister. "Jordan. What's going on?" She asked, paused to pick up a file which had her mother's name written on it. "Why do you have mom's old files? Why are they out here?" She began to raise her voice.
"Ashleigh." Jordan began, but couldn't even begin to piece a sentence together.
"Jordan!" She shouted. "Why are mom's old files out? Why are you even looking through her case files? Did you find something? Have you found clues to mom's murderer." The University of Massachusetts at Boston students' eyes were affixed on her older sister.
"Apparently, your sister thinks she found a fingerprint that belonged to your mother. Some loon at the mental hospital gave it to her, while your sister was poking around asking questions." Max seethed.
"Mental Hospital?" Leigh paused. "Jordan, what were you doing there?" She asked for an answer but all she got was silence. No one spoke. "DAMNIT! I want to know why you were there. I have a right to know what is going on. Now tell me, or I'll find it out myself!" She screamed at the two people she loved most.
"Ashleigh. I think you need to sit down." Max told his youngest.
"Dad. I am sitting down." She pointed out.
"Oh." He sighed. "Your mother, before you were born, was in a mental institution. When Jordan was five, your mother had a miscarriage. If she didn't, you have been born earlier." He paused. "It freaked her out. It freaked her out to the point where she lost it. I didn't plan on telling either of you, but Jordan just found out, so now you know."
Leigh perked up. Her mother was in a mental hospital? "Until when?" She asked.
"Until 1978." He added.
"Wait a minute." Leigh paused. "I was born that year. What month did she leave?"
"Shortly after you were born." Max said with his head down and looking at the table.
"I was conceived in the middle of a mental hospital?" Leigh asked.
"No. Your mother was allowed to come back home for a while. But it proved too much for her. During her stay at home, that's when you were conceived. She didn't know she was pregnant with you till a month later, while in the hospital. They let her out, two days after you were born. It was like she snapped back into the person she used to be." Max explained.
"So what clues lead you to the hospital? Is the murder there? Did he follow her home when she was let out? Did he stalk her?"
"We don't know. But," she paused. "When I was investigating, a murder took place there. A patient was pushed out of a window. And afterwards, after dad told me about ma, I snooped around. And this guy, who's autistic, he can't speak, gave me this half torn envelope. So I got Nigel to study it. We found a fingerprint on it. And it came back to be nobody's. A ghost print. That's when I searched mom's files. And the fingerprint matched. So I went back, and the silent patient spoke."
"What did he say?" Leigh questioned her big sister.
"He said he knows who killed mom." Jordan spoke softly.
There was a long pause. "So now what?" Ashleigh asked.
"We do nothing. That's what." Max scolded both his daughters.
"No dad. You're wrong." Jordan barked. "We're going to find out who killed mom."