Chapter 1

Artie and Tina had been blessed with six beautiful children. It hadn't been easy it had been hard for Tina to get pregnant at first. Eventually though they were blessed with Irelyn Blaine, then twins Makynzie Quinn and Olivia Christina, then their second set of twins Caleb Finn and Emily Kate, then the baby of the family Jackson Arthur. Now Irelyn was seventeen, Kynzie and Liv were fifteen, Caleb and Emily were fourteen, and Jackson was ten.

Artie was pretty sure they had it all. He had a beautiful wife and six amazing children. Then suddenly everything was turned on its head.

Olivia had gotten into a car accident with her best friend Ella, an older girl who lived down the block. It was scary as it was. Tina had flown back to New York and Artie left work for the day. They were all sitting in the waiting room. When the doctor walked out, he looked confused, Artie, no stranger to hospitals, was on full alert.

"Abrams?"

Artie and Tina rushed over, "Yes?"

"Your daughter, Olivia theres something peculiar in her files. Her blood type doesn't match her birth records and her blood type is completely different from any of yours, Mr. And Mrs. Abrams I'm sorry but Olivia isn't your daughter."

Before Tina could open her mouth Artie blurted out, "We don't care about that, is she okay?"

"She is in surgery...she took the brunt of the blow."

"You're not saying..."

"We can't be sure."

The doctor nodded and walked away. Tina turned to Artie, "Artie did you hear that? Olivia isn't our daughter! Some one else has our baby!"

"I heard but we raised Olivia, she is ours and we have bigger problems right now but I promise we'll look into it."

Tina knew Artie was right, they had big problems but Olivia not being her daughter? That was pretty big too. The only thing she could think to do was call Blaine but she knew he was in London this week. So she sat silently sipping coffee in the hospital cafeteria.

Artie sat up stairs with Irelyn, Kynzie, Caleb, Emily, and Jack. Irelyn was sitting in a ball quietly, Kynzie was crying, she had been since Artie told them about the crash. Caleb was on his phone, Artie knew he cared but that was just his personality. Em was sitting next to him, a book in her hands. Jack was sitting right across from Artie in his usual silence. Artie grabbed his attention and signed "are you okay?" To him. He nodded and smiled weakly.

It was silent in the waiting room and they were the only ones there. Only once in a while did a sniffle come out of Kynzie. Tina was sitting on Artie's lap her head buried in his shoulder.

Tina looked over at her children. Irelyn, her oldest was the dream first child and she now lived in a world of fashion. Something Artie and Tina supported wholeheartedly. Kynzie lived her entire life behind a camera lense. She and her twin were so close, well really Irelyn, Liv, and Kynzie were all insanely close. So Tina couldn't understand how Liv wasn't hers. Looking over at Emily and Caleb she saw another intense bond. After seeing how close the other girls were she figured Emily would be just as close with them but she always just flocked to her twin. Then there was Jackson, her baby, when she found out he was born deaf she was crushed but immediately started learning ASL.

Sitting in the waiting room Tina knew she was lucky. Lucky to have six beautiful children, nothing would change that, right?