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Summary: This is a compilation of chapters all revolving around Raven Buchanan the daughter Bo never knew he had.

Chapter 1: You or Him.
Raven Buchanan a teen aged girl who looked no more than seventeen years old walked into the LPD with a snobby looking woman in a business suit. Raven had blonde hair with bright red tips, brown eyes, and wearing blue jeans and a white shirt that said "Ask me if I care!" in black letters on the front. She went and sat down on a bench while the snobby woman knocked on a door that read 'Bo Buchanan Police Commissioner' on it. No one answered so she turned to see John McBain looking at her. "May I help you with anything?" She looked him up in down seemingly unimpressed with his looks and replied in a snobby tone, "I'm looking for Bo Buchanan is he here?" John smiled politely, "He should be back momentarily." At that moment Bo walked in, John looked relieved "Bo you have a visitor." Bo walked over and John walked away mumbling to himself, "Who pissed in her cereal?" Bo looked inquisitively at the woman, "May I help you?" She held out a hand "My name is Patricia Richards I am a social worker." Bo shook her hand "Um, would you like to step into my office?" She let herself and looked around in detest, but had a seat anyways, "How quaint." Bo looked annoyed, but poured himself a cup of coffee and had a seat. "Is there anything I can help you with?" He asked clueless as to what she was there for. She said in an official tone "I'm here in regards to a Raven Buchanan. Do you remember Elizabeth Evans?" "Yes, yes I do." Bo nodded. "She recently passed away." Bo looked caught off guard, "I'm sorry to hear that." Patricia continued on in her official tone "She left you custody of Raven her seventeen year old daughter." Bo looked shocked, "Why would she do that?" "Because you are the girls father." Bo dropped his coffee cup and it spilled on his desk and his leg, but he took no notice of the steaming hot drink. Patricia continued on seeing as he didn't care that he had scolding hot coffee on him why should she, "If you do not want the girl we will place her in the custody of her stepfather, but seeing as her mother's will states that she wants her to live with you that will take some time to over turn." Bo looked at the woman as if she was heartless, "If I don't want the girl? We're not talking about a painting, or a collection of trading cards or something. We're talking about a living breathing teenager why would you think I could just toss her aside like that. Doesn't she have an opinion what does she want to do?" Patricia ignored his remarks "She would like to stay with you." Bo nodded "Well when can I talk to her?" "She's right outside if you would like to speak with her." Bo nodded and she went outside and called Raven in and then waited while the two talked. Raven entered the office she shyly took a seat. "I'm Bo Buchanan." Bo said, "But you probably already knew that." Raven nodded "Nice to meet you Mr. Buchanan." Bo looked at her he couldn't help, but see the striking resemblance between him and her. "I'm told I now have custody of you. Are you comfortable with that?" Raven looked at Bo, "I'm hundreds maybe even thousands of miles from home, my mother the only person I've ever cared about is dead, and there is nothing I can do to change that. I'm not really comfortable anywhere, but I'm willing to give it a try." Bo nodded "Well then let's get Ms. Richard's back in here and see what I have to do and then get you moved in." Raven smiled at Bo then walked out of the room to let the grown ups talk. She walked out and saw John sitting at Natalie's desk. "That's funny. You don't look like a Natalie Vega." John looked over at her as she took a seat on the bench "Well my parents thought I did." Raven let out a small giggle and a few minutes later Ms. Richard's and Bo walk out of his office. "Raven's bags are out in my car she's all set to move in with you." Bo nodded and John looks up incredibly lost Officer Woods wanders in. "Officer Woods would you go out Ms. Richard's car and take the bags from them and put them in my car he hands the officer his keys. "Sure thing commish." He takes the key and walks out with Ms. Richards.