*Flashback*

Rachel had decided to go back to the Crime Lab, where Catherine Willows worked. Elizabeth grabbed her bag and car keys and drove Rachel back to the Crime Lab. When they arrived Rachel got out of the car, but Elizabeth stayed seated. Rachel knocked on the window and Elizabeth opened it.

"Will you please come with me?" Rachel asked as she stuck her head inside the car. "Please?"

Elizabeth smiled. "Okay."

Elizabeth grabbed Rachel's hand and told her that everything would be okay.

She could see that Rachel was worried.

"What are you worried about, sweetie?" Elizabeth asked as they entered the building.

"All these questions. They'll ask me all this stuff, and I don't think I'll have an answer to all of them."

"Answer when you can, okay?" Elizabeth said. "I think this is were we should be."

Rachel saw Catherine at the end of the hall.

"Elizabeth, doesn't she recognize you? I mean, last time we were here, she didn't mention anything about knowing you!"

"I think she does know who I am, but I gave her some reasons for not wanting to know me anymore, I guess."

"What? Why? Did you steal her boyfriend or something?" Rachel laughed.

"Not exactly." Elizabeth blushed.

"It has something to do with it, doesn't it? Come on, Elizabeth! What is it?"

Catherine started to walk towards them.

"Tell me, quick!" Rachel said.

Catherine came even closer.

"I made a pass at her." Elizabeth said.

"What?!" Rachel laughed surprised. "You.you aren't gay! Is she?"

"It's a long story."

Catherine was only a few steps away.

"I'll tell you about it, Rach. Not now."

"Rachel, I'm glad to see you. Thank you for coming back."

"Elizabeth talked me into it."

"Shall we continue?" Catherine quickly said, to avoid the subject "Elizabeth". "Come on in." Catherine opened the door and Rachel entered Catherine's "office". Elizabeth didn't get a chance to enter, because Catherine slammed the door behind her.

*end flashback*

Elizabeth was happy when Rachel was talking to her about everything. They had a great relationship and she liked remembering that often. Their start wasn't that good. Rachel had come to visit Mark and her; Mark had to coach Carol, a good friend. Carol was about to have her babies. Elizabeth was left behind with Rachel and Mark's dad, David. Rachel was giving Elizabeth a hard time. The 3 of them ended up in the hospital after David offered to get Rachel some napkins for his menstruating granddaughter, he'd slipped and needed stitches. Rachel was upset and wanted to go home.

Elizabeth smiled. "God, yes." She said to herself. "Lousy!"

"What is lousy?" Rachel asked, who had just picked up Ella from school. Elizabeth didn't get time to answer because Ella came running in.

"Hi, mommy!" Ella said tired.

"How was school?" Elizabeth asked.

"Fun. » Ella replied. « I'm going outside, mommy."

"Okay." Elizabeth said to her 7 year old daughter. "Be careful, El!"

"What was so lousy?" Rachel wondered.

"The day we first met." Elizabeth said.

"Oh, right.. It was terrible wasn't it?" Rachel laughed. "Why did I have to start my first period at that moment?"

"I don't know." Elizabeth smiled. "Well, our start might not have been good, but we do have a good relationship now, don't we?"

"Good? Great!" Rachel hugged Elizabeth. "You are a piece of work, you know that Elizabeth?" Rachel walked towards the fridge to get herself a drink.

"You want some?" Rachel lifted up the pack of milk.

"No thanks!" Elizabeth said. "But Rach, do me a favor. Empty the carton and throw it in the bin. Don't put an almost empty milk carton back in the fridge. Your dad always used to do that too.it's so annoying."

"Dad used to do that too?" Rachel proudly said.

"Oh, don't be proud of it.." Elizabeth laughed. "He used to do it too. One day I got really pissed and threatened to move out."

"Did you?" Rachel asked and she lifted the carton to her mouth.

"Don't do that!" Elizabeth hit the carton out of Rachel's hand. "It's disgusting! Another thing your dad passed on to you; feel free to drink out of a milk carton, whatever you do, don't use a glass!"

There was milk all over the kitchen, Elizabeth smashed really hard. When she saw what she'd done she softly said: "Shit..Sorry." They both laughed.

"You shouldn't drink out of the carton!" Elizabeth smiled and they cleaned up the mess.

"Well?"

"Well what?" Elizabeth asked.

"Well, did you leave?"

"Oh, yes. I left. Your dad made up at the end of the day by taking me to a whole new place where he asked me to marry him."

"That's cute." Rachel smiled "My dad was cute, wasn't he?"

"He was cute and I loved him for doing stuff like that Mark and I had lots of fun."

"Ella looks like him." Rachel said. "When she got out of the school and she walked towards me..I realize how much she looks like dad. She walks the same, has the same smile. She's beautiful, Elizabeth. I want my kids to look like her."

"I see lots of Mark in her too." Elizabeth said. "Look at her."

Elizabeth pointed at Ella who was playing outside.

"She's growing up so fast." Rachel replied. "I remember Ella being a little girl. I almost killed her."

"Don't, Rach." Elizabeth said "Don't do this again. We've discussed the subject so many times. She's fine. It was an accident. Okay?"

"Okay, sorry." Rachel felt sorry for mentioning. She and Elizabeth didn't like talking about the accident that happened when Ella was a baby. Rachel almost killed Ella and Elizabeth was very angry. "I'm going outside."

"Have fun, and you be careful too!"

"I will." Rachel smiled.

Elizabeth watched Rachel and Ella play with the ball outside. She didn't even want to think about what might have happened, what her life would look like if Ella hadn't made it. She preferred not to live in the past, but look forward to the things that would come.