I DON'T OWN LAW & ORDER: SVU. IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE EPISODE PRODUCER'S BACKEND, THE TENSLEY EVANS STUFF WON'T MAKE SENSE.

Alan and Andrea spent the day, sight seeing around the city. After a few hours, Alan checked his watch and he saw that school was over. He and Andrea headed back to their house. As they walked inside, their parents were waiting for them and they did not look happy.

"We're home." Alan said as he and Andrea out their stuff down.

"How was school?" Mr. Atkins asked.

"You know." Andrea said, trying to keep a poker face. "So-so."

"The only reason we ask is that your principal called us because you two didn't show up." Mrs. Atkins stated.

"So, we cut our first class, big fucking whoop." Alan replied.

"Normally, I wouldn't mind you cutting a class, but you skipped the whole day." Mr. Atkins said angrily.

"Boo hoo." Alan said as he received a slap to the face.

"Don't you get fresh with me or i'll tan your hide." Mr. Atkins roared.

"Don't you hit him, you son of a bitch!" Andrea yelled. Mr. Atkins punched Andrea in the gut as she went down. Mr. Atkins dragged Andrea upstairs by her hair.

"You're gonna do the only thing that you're good at." Mr. Atkins said as she turned to Alan. "I'll deal with you when i'm done with her." Alan looked to their mother, hoping that she would do something, but she looked away. He was enraged, it was time to kill some vermin. Alan went into the basement where old man Atkins kept his Winchester rifles. He reached into the cuckoo clock next to the gun case where the key was hidden. Alan had known where the key was since he was 10, but he never let his father know. He pulled them out and put bullets into the 1866 and the 1894. His father kept several boxes of ammunition for the rifles. He walked up slowly to make sure his mother wasn't looking, but she was busy making coffee to calm her nerves. Alan went upstairs to his parents room. He barged in and found his father raping his sister. They were both naked. Alan took the Winchester 1866 and aimed it at his father.

"What you doing with my guns boy?" Old man Atkins asked as Alan cocked it.

"Blowing your perverted ass away." Alan said as he smiled and pulled the trigger. BAM! Mr. Atkins hit the bed frame. Andrea cheered as she touched his neck and didn't feel a pulse.

"He's dead...HE'S DEAD." Andrea yelled as she hugged Alan.

"Now we gotta take care of mommy dearest." Alan said as he handed Andrea the Winchester 1894. She put her clothes on as their mom came upstairs after hearing the gunshot.

"What's going on?" She said as she came in and saw her children with rifles. "Oh my God." She cried out as Andrea aimed at her.

"You never did nothing." Andrea said as she cocked the gun. "He's been making me touch him for years and you never did nothing!"

"Please Andrea." She cried as Andrea shot her in the head. She spilled into the hallway. Andrea giggled as she kissed Alan on the cheek.

"We're free sis. They can't hurt us ever again." He said.

"We can do anything we want." Andrea cheered. "We can order pizza for every meal."

"Yeah we can." Alan replied.

"We can skip school."

"Yeah we can."

"We can buy an autographed poster of Tensley Evans on Amazon."

"No we can't." Alan had never been a fan of Tensley Evans, Andrea however adored her and always dreamed of killing Adam Brubeck for what he'd done to her. "We gotta put their bodies in the bed and cover them." Alan and Andrea carried their parent's bodies and tucked them into bed. Then, they both took a shower together. After they had cleaned up. Andrea ordered a pizza for them to share. After they'd eaten, they went to bed early so they could prepare for the first day of the rest of their lives.

NEXT TIME, ALAN AND ANDREA ACT AS LORD AND LADY OF THE MANOR WHILE TRYING TO KEEP THE OUTSIDE WORLD AT BAY. REVIEWS NEEDED.