Amanda's words hung heavy in the air.

Olivia found herself speaking first. "Floyd-William Enos was your dad?"

"Yes, but I haven't seen that son of a gun since I was twelve and chasing him out with my gun."

"Amanda, you had a gun when you were twelve?"

"It was the nineties in the Deep South—you've seen how much of a Southern Belle my mom is, so naturally she adheres to those old traditions. She had a gun, and so did her sister, but Blue never touched hers. I think she sold it after she got married. Kim wouldn't touch hers, but only because she's always been more into mind games."

Amanda made a slashing movement with her hands.

"But focus, lieutenant—with Floyd being my father and Sophia's, that means she's my baby sister."

"Oh, my God." said Olivia with a jolt of realization. "That's right. It must be why you two get along so well."

Amanda nodded. "I'm an aunt to her kids, and she's an aunt to mine."

"Wow. Remind me how old you are, again, and what year it was when you last saw Floyd-William Enos."

"I'm thirty-six now, and I haven't seen him since 1992."

"What happened on that last day?"

"I was chasing him away because he got into a fight with my mom about wanting to 'give it another go,' and when she said no, he came back a few hours later and practically robbed my mom blind. I was the only one who did anything—my mom was on the floor, hurt because he'd pushed her, or something, and Blue was taking care of her. Kim was in the corner, paralyzed with fright, but she remembers that day better than me."

Olivia sighed. "Well, my life is completely intertwined with yours now, so I have to ask for my own peace of mind: did your parents ever divorce?"

"In December of 1990. I remember because it was the first peaceful Christmas I was old enough to recall. He dropped off the grid for awhile and didn't come back until Valentine's Day. He came back with presents for us… Lieutenant?"

Olivia had blanched. "I met him in the beginning of February, and then realized Sophia was on the way on the fourteenth. When did he leave you, your mom, Blue, and Kim for good?"

"Just after my birthday in April."

"And you never saw him again until that picture flashed up on the screen today?"

"No, and I'm glad he never knew about Sophia."

"Why?"

"My father never took kindly to the fact that he had two daughters and a pint-sized sister-in-law at home."

"Did he want sons?"

"Yeah, and he made sure we knew it. Are you going to call Sophia?"

"Yes, but I want to talk to Alex and Casey first."

Amanda studied her mentor. "But you're wondering how I'm a Rollins, and not an Enos?"

"Yes."

"Benoît Rollins is my stepdad, and the owner of the Penguin Publishing House here and in Atlanta. He's from Louisiana, and the story of how he and my mom met is long and complicated. In the end, Kim and I took his name."

"Not your aunt?"

Amanda shook her head. "Blue is her maiden name, and now she's Amanda Balthazar. I've called her Blue my entire life because it was a way to tell us apart, and after all this time, it's the name she responds to the most."

Olivia nodded, taking everything in. "Thanks for telling me everything. I know a lot has been said here, especially where Sophia is concerned, but I have to ask because of the SVU's history with your family: can you stay objective?"

"Yes. I want to put this to bed, and I'll take care of Sophia if or when she starts asking questions."

"Thank you. That's a big relief."

Amanda sighed. "My mom, Benoît, and Kim arrived in town this morning from Atlanta."

Olivia jumped. "Why didn't you say anything? I know Kim went back to Atlanta, but still!"

"For once, nobody's been sticking their nose where it doesn't belong!" Amanda said in her defense. "There's a fundraising event tonight at the publishing house that I was invited to. Dominick is coming as my plus one, and we have a babysitter lined up for Jesse."

"So you and Dominick are serious, huh?"

"One hundred percent. I love him so much."

"I'm happy for you, Amanda. You deserve it." Olivia told her. "Does your family know that you're pregnant and hurt?"

"Just Dominick and Blue, but nobody else of the Atlanta clan." Amanda said sheepishly. "At this rate, though, they'll be here before the end of the day."

"Good point. Anything else?"

"Just that my stepdad and Blue get along perfectly fine, and that he's the only one who can reign in my mom and Kim. For whatever odd reason, they listen to him."

"Wow. That's really good to know."

"That's all I can think of to tell you for now."

"Alright, then." Olivia crossed her office and held the door open for her. "Thanks for all that, Rollins. Please go over to the others now."

"Yes, lieutenant."

She showed herself out, passing by Alex and Casey, who were getting to their feet.

"Your turn." she beckoned to them. "Come on."

As Alex and Casey settled on the couch, Olivia shut the door and pulled a chair up to them, sitting on it.

"Neither of you have been here when Amanda's family has rolled through here, right?" Olivia asked.

"Right." they answered in unison, sounding wary already.

"Have you heard stories?"

"I have." said Alex. "Amanda's sister, Kim, is all across the board with her emotions and actions because she's bipolar. She also cleaned Amanda out once, and has been in and out of jail."

Olivia and Casey stared.

"You just listed all of the highlights." Olivia said. "How do you know all that?"

Alex shrugged. "There was chatter awhile back that reached me, and I was curious. Research."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Well, I've just learned that Amanda's dad is Benoît Rollins, the owner of Penguin Publishing. Amanda's mom is Beth Anne Rollins, and she's more of a Southern Belle than Amanda is. She's always been under the assumption that Amanda thinks she's better than them because she left Atlanta for New York City. The last time Beth Anne was up here, she was throwing a baby shower for Amanda. They don't get along, and that's why Amanda thinks of me as her mother before she would admit being related to the one who birthed her."

"Why are we talking about the Rollins family?"

"The Rollinses of Atlanta are here are in town for a fundraising gala tonight. There's another thing, too: the victim we found today, Floyd-William Enos, was Amanda's biological father. She told me so."

"Oh, boy."

Casey arched an eyebrow. "We've covered everything except for you vomiting. Elliot talks."

Olivia ran her fingers through her hair. "He was also Sophia's father. I just never knew his name, and I didn't see him again until today."

"Have you called Sophia yet? She's probably with my parents or Junior."

"I haven't called her yet, no. Any advice on what to say?"

"Just tell her to come down here first."

Alex nodded as she stood. "Yes, and Casey and I aren't going anywhere because we love Sophia."

Olivia breathed a sigh of relief and helped Casey up. "Thanks, you guys. I'll call her now."

They nodded in acknowledgement and left.

Olivia closed the door behind them and sat at her desk. She took a few deep breaths before picking up her phone and selecting a familiar number.

The other line rang once, twice, three times.

"Hey, mom!" Sophia chirped when she answered. "What's up?"

Olivia took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "It's about your dad."