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Olivia and Ava walked into her apartment an hour later. Ava dropped her duffle bag on the floor and looked around. "Since when do you order pizzas for yourself?" Ava asked going over to the pizza box on the counter and opening it. She looked in the fridge and looked back up. "And, since when do you eat the whole thing?"

"I didn't. Brian must have come by here today looking for me and realized I wasn't home." Olivia shrugged.

"So, he comes here and orders a pizza? That's weird. He didn't even clean up after himself." Ava complained. "I haven't met him and he doesn't know me and I find that wrong. I'm telling you this everyday now, dump him. A make up is not getting wasted at a bar. That's how you got married to Daddy."

Olivia rolled her eyes and moved her daughter away from the kitchen. "When I ask for your opinion, I will ask for it."

Ava mimicked her mother. "That wasn't opinion; that was fact. You say that you'd rather have a different way of making up every time you have a fight with him. Mommy, dear, listen to your daughter." She squealed when Olivia grabbed her and tickled her.

"Listen to you! I'd rather tickle you!" Olivia growled playfully as she continued to tickle her daughter. Ava started gasping for breath as she squirmed. Chuckling, Olivia stopped tickling Ava and hugged her. "I'll call for the food. You get the nail polish. Then, we can watch a scary movie."

"If we watch another movie, I'll fall asleep." Ava chuckled.

"Exactly, you don't sleep!" Olivia teased. "Now, go get the nail polish." She patted her daughter on the butt, shooing her. Ava stuck her tongue out at her, but went into Olivia's room.

Later, they had finished dinner. Olivia was painting Ava's toes while Ava hugged her knees to her chest. "Dad and I were talking the other day. He said that I snore just like you."

Olivia's jaw dropped. "I do not snore."

Ava laughed harder than she thought she would. "Mom! You snore! You wake up China!"

"Whatever!" Olivia retorted, her nose crinkling slightly. "I never snore! Maybe you're just like me and you silent snore."

"That's still snoring." Ava chuckled. She looked at her nails, which were freshly painted. "You're getting better at this."

"No, you're just getting better at sitting still." Olivia grinned, painting the last toe nail. "There, all done. We are all dolled up... for nothing." Ava giggled at her mother. "So, which movie are we watching? We've got The Shining and The Silence of the Lambs."

Ava looked at the two movies. "Dad wants to watch The Shining. So, we should save it so he doesn't get mad at us." She chuckled when Olivia rolled her eyes. "What's The Silence of the Lambs about?"

Olivia shrugged. "I don't know. The guy at the video store says it's one of the scariest movies he's seen." She put in the DVD and sat back down, wrapping an arm around her daughter. "It has Jodie Foster. That's all I know." Ava laughed and leaned into her mother. "Remember, it's just a movie."

Ava nodded. "Got it." They, both, would soon realize that the movie seemed to be much more real than they anticipated. Neither one had moved an inch when the movie ended and they were wide awake. "I'm definitely not sleeping now!"

"I didn't now it would be THAT scary!" Olivia said, raising her voice. "I thought it would be like 2-Headed Shark or Gone, not like that."

"Okay, Gone wasn't even scary! That movie was wet my bed, crap my pants scary!" Ava said standing up.

Olivia stood up and took out the movie. "Oh, stop! It wasn't that bad."

Ava crossed her arms over her chest. "You were shaking worse than I was. Who the hell writes that kind of stuff?!"

"Hey! Language!" Olivia scolded. She looked at the DVD case. "Thomas Harris... just to let you know." She shuddered slightly thinking of the movie. "I don't ever want to meet a cannibal."

"Like anyone does?" Ava countered, bouncing slightly on her toes. She took a deep breath. "Let's just not think about it."

Olivia nodded once. "Okay." She put her hands on her hips and took a few deep breaths. "...I can't stop thinking about it." Ava groaned and dropped onto the couch, her face in the cushions. Olivia sat down, on the one cushion she wasn't laying on, and rubbed her back. "We just have to remember that we are not going to a prison to meet a serial killer cannibal anytime soon." She continued to rub her daughter's back. "Ava? C'mon, you're making me feel bad for showing this movie to... us."

Ava sat up and stared at Olivia with a blank expression. "I don't even know how to respond to that." She laid back down, putting her head in Olivia's lap. "Next time, let's watch a Pixar film. Like Finding Nemo or A Bug's Life."

"Deal." Olivia chuckled, stroking her daughter's hair away from her face. "Your father is going to kill me if I don't make you sleep for a couple of hours tonight. I'm already in trouble for scaring both of us."

"Okay." Ava chuckled. She sat up and grabbed her duffle bag. Slowly, she faced her mother outside the bathroom door. "Stay away from the glass, Clarice."

"Stop it!" Olivia screamed, making Ava laugh. She threw a pillow at her daughter. "I am going to get you." Ava rolled her eyes, but went into the bathroom. She came out a few moments later and walked into Olivia's room to find her already laying in bed, watching the TV in there. She hopped onto the bed. "Woah!" Olivia chuckled as she bounced slightly. "I didn't move as much when you were five and jumped onto my bed."

"I was sixty pounds lighter." Ava grinned, crawling up to the pillows and laying down.

Olivia turned off the TV and laid down beside her, tucking her hair back. "I'm a good mother, right?"

Ava became worried. "Of course, you are. Where is this coming from? Mom, you're scaring me."

"No, I just want to know if I'm a good mother. I don't exactly tell everyone, or anyone, that I have a daughter. I have been working with people for over a decade and they don't know I'm a mother. They don't even know I was married once." Olivia sighed. "I feel like I'm not a good mother to you."

"Mom, you're the best mother I could ask for." Ava said, hugging Olivia. "I love you more than anything. I don't care that your friends don't know about me. What you do could put me in danger if the wrong person finds out about me? Dad isn't exactly a private person."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Well, yeah, I know that. I never thought that your goofy father would be a politician, let alone on every magazine cover in site." She stared at her daughter a moment. "Your father and I discussed things, and... we decided that I should start telling people about you. I love you too, more than anything. And, I don't like hiding you. I want to be able to have you pick me up for our lunch dates instead of me rushing out, giving every excuse I can to get out of there." She kissed Ava's head. "Have I ever told you that you're my favorite?"

Ava chuckled. "I'm your only child. I have to be your favorite."

"But, I wouldn't want anyone else to be my child if it meant losing you." Olivia breathed. Ava smiled and hugged Olivia. Kissing her head, she turned out the lamp and laid down, rubbing her daughter's back. After a few moments, she leaned down to her ear. "Fssss!"

"NO!" Ava screamed, falling out of the bed. Olivia chuckled and looked over the edge at her daughter. "You're so mean."

Olivia helped her up. "I told you I would get you back."

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