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"HEY! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY DAUGHTER!" I yelled, startling him and causing him to let go of Jace. Fin and Munch tackled him while Cragen went and picked Jace up.
"What's wrong with you? Trying to kidnap a cop's kid?" I asked, now in the guy's face.
"What do you mean, a cop's kid? That's MY daughter." He shouted at me. I sighed.
"Man, you are so full of it, and even if you weren't, her mother is a cop as well. Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Kurt Hansen." He said. I went back into Liv's room.
"Olivia, do you know anyone named Kurt Hansen?" I asked. She thought for a second.
"He was a witness in a case we had like four years ago, why?" She asked.
"He's out there, trying to take OUR daughter, saying she's his." I said angrily. Liv sighed.
"The creep asked me out. I turned him down. There's no way Jacelyn is his. Babe, I promise, she's yours." Liv said, close to tears. I walked over to her and hugged her.
"Oh, Honey. I know. I wasn't doubting you. I was just letting you know that some creep is trying to take our little girl." I said. Jace, Lizzie, and the guys came walking in.
"Daddy. That man just walked up to us and tried taking Jace. I was so scared." Lizzie cried. I got up and hugged her.
"Sweetie, I know. It's not your fault. I promise. Why are you guys here so early?" I asked, concerned.
"I got a call in the middle of my exam telling me that Jace was sick and they couldn't get ahold of you guys. I dropped my pen and walked out. I picked her up and went to the precinct. Aunt Casey was there, looking for Grandpa and she told me you guys were here. So, I came here." Lizzie explained. My heart swelled with pride for my daughter and I hugged her again. Jace stood next to Liv's bed.
"Daddy, can I sit wiff Mommy?" She asked politely. I looked at Liv. She nodded. I grinned at Jacelyn.
"Of course you can, baby girl. Here, I'll help you up." I offered, lifting her onto the bed.
~Lizzie's P.O.V~
As I watched my dad and my little sister, I couldn't help but feel jealous. Jace got my dad whenever she wanted him. When I was her age, I was lucky if I saw him for a week. Of course, it wasn't his fault. It was Kathy, the bitch. My birth mother and the woman I never wanted to see again.
"Daddy, there's something I didn't tell you." I piped up. He looked over, worried.
"What is it, Princess?" He asked. I smiled at the nickname, I hadn't heard it since I was ten.
"Kathy. She kicked me and Dickie out. We've been staying at your house, but she took all of our stuff and threw it in the yard." I said, now close to tears. Liv gasped. I looked at her, wishing she was my mom.
"Baby, don't worry. We'll figure it out. Liv and Jace are moving into the house with me, but we'll figure something out." My dad said. I nodded.
"Babe, is there room for the kids to stay at the house? I don't have a problem with it. I've been helping you raise your kids since Maureen was twelve. What's the difference now? I love Lizzie and Dickie like they're my own. I love all of your kids like that. We'll go and get the twins' stuff and take it back to the house. There, it's figured out." Liv spoke up. I started crying so hard. My dad hugged me.
"I guess it is all figured out." He said. I pulled away from my dad and walked over to Liv's bed.
"Liv, I know you've got a lot on your plate right now, but I was wondering if I could call you Mom. You're the only one who has ever acted like a real mom to me." I asked. Liv gasped and I saw some tears run down her face.
"Of course, honey. I would be honored." She said. I leaned over and hugged her.
"Thanks, Mom." I whispered in her ear. Jace grabbed my arm.
"Wizzie, me wove you." She said. I smiled at my sister.
"I love you too." I said, picking her up.