Ok so I rewrote this chapter hoping to get a little more of Alex's POV. Please review and let me know what you think now. As you know I do not own anyone you've seen on the show. If you haven't though they are mine. Happy Reading!

Alex just stared the clone of her sister. She had the same blue eyes the same nose only hers had not been broken. She had the exact same hair color that fell below her shoulder in perfect waves. Alex was stunned into silence when she started to notice the injuries. She had a cast on her arm, and the bruises. She had so many bruises and Alex wanted to cry but she knew if she did that would probably piss Meghan off. After all she was her sister's daughter. Her sister never allowed anyone to feel sorry for her and when they did, they'd better duck and cover cause she'd give them a piece of her mind sometimes more.

Olivia stared at Alex waiting for some emotion to flood her beautiful face, but so far she seemed to be gone, off in her own little world. "Alex?" Olivia asked as she touch her lover's arm lightly.

Alex suddenly broke her gaze with Meghan and looked at Olivia.

"Are you ok Alex?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Alex then walked with her head held high, the same way she walked into the court room, toward her niece "Meghan, can we talk?" she asked.

"No! We can't talk. You are supposed to be dead. Gigi told me you were dead. I saw it in the papers. I've been to your gravesite. You are dead." Meghan yelled. She didn't know what do to. She was confused and angry. She turned to Serena who was crying now. "Is this some kind of trick. You found some chick that looked like my aunt. What are you trying to pull?" Meghan's eyes then flooded with tears she could feel the dozens of eyes watching her.

"Meghan I can explain everything" Alex said as her body shook with sobs. "Please let's just talk."

Meghan stared at her trying to comprehend what was happening. The woman in front of her was unmistakably her aunt. 'But how is that possible' Meghan thought to herself. "Ok," Meghan responded, deciding that she was too tired to run otherwise she would have run out the door in an attempt to escape forever. "Can we talk alone?" She said with begging eyes.

"Yes, of course, we'll go upstairs." Alex said as Serena helped Meghan up. Meghan grabbed her scrapbook as she followed Alex up to the crib.

As Alex walked upstairs she finally started to cry. Meghan maybe didn't hate her, or if she did she was at least giving Alex the time of day to explain herself. Meghan walked into the crib and took a seat on one on the bottom cots in the middle of the room. Alex then sat on the cot adjacent to hers. Meghan saw the tears dripping from Alex's cheeks but didn't know how to react to this.

"Aunt Lexie?" Meghan asked. She didn't know what she was going to say but she figured she had to start somewhere.

"Yeah?" Alex responded ask her tears subsided. Meghan had called her 'Aunt Lexie' she hadn't been called that in nearly 11 years.

Meghan just shook her head as she allowed her own tears to fall, it was then that she let out six years worth of anger and frustration. "When my parents died I told them to find you and Gigi. They found Gigi but she was still too sick to take care of me. She said that you couldn't take care of me either that you were too busy. Why didn't you want me? Why didn't you want to take care of me?" Meghan was screaming and crying. Alex was stunned she didn't know what to do. "Then I saw in the papers that you died. I went to your funeral. You were gone and I had accepted that I was never going to get to see you again. I had finally accepted that I had no family left. Then Gigi started contacting me. I could never tell her what was happening I couldn't stand the thought of her hating herself. Of her blaming herself for what was happening." Meghan stopped a minute to catch her breath. "Then she died and I was all alone. I was finally starting to accept that. Now your back and I'm sure in no time you will be gone again."

Alex just continued to stare at Meghan not really what to say. She got up and sat on the same cot Meghan was sitting on she didn't know what to do but she felt as if she could hug Meghan maybe things could get better. "Meghan," She started, "When did your parents die?"

Meghan stared at Alex. "What difference does it make?" Meghan asked a little bit perturbed.

Alex just looked at her begging her to answer, "Please…"

"Six years ago. When I was eight, they died in a car wreck."

Alex closed her eyes, trying to choke back the tears. 'No wonder mom didn't tell me,' She thought to herself.

"Six years ago, I had a case. The people I was prosecuting had a lot of power and they wanted me dead." Alex looked at Meghan whose expression was one of fear and shock. "They wanted me dead so bad that they shot me." Alex paused to stop her own tears. "The FBI decided the best way to protect me was to keep me dead and move me away."

As Alex finished what she was saying Meghan wrapped her arms around her. Alex then lost it she pulled Meghan close and never wanted to let go. "I'm sorry Meghan, I'm so sorry…"

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