Hey all, kind of left ya with a hanger as to who called Liv, well here's your chance to find out.

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Every fiber in Liv's every nerve ending screamed at her to stop, take a breath, and collect herself.

She just kept running headlong, not giving the wear and tear of her muscles any recognition.

Not bothering with the elevator she took the stairs two and three at a time until she got to her floor, then her front door where she fumbled for her keys and then shoved each one in to the correct lock before throwing the door open and rushing to the answering machine.

Rapidly the red light blinked like a beacon in the darkness.

Liv pressed her finger down and waited for the voice to come through.

You have 3 new messages.

Yesterday 5:47 PM:

"Hey Li-"

She already here that message so it was deleted.

Message deleted.

Yesterday 8:48 PM:

"Hey, me again. I guess your getting dinner or out for a jog, uh when you get this gimme a call. Bye."

Today 12:43 AM:

"Hi Olivia, it's Karelyn Saltorn. I can't imagine where you'd be at this hour, but I do apologize for phoning so late. Please call me as soon as you get this. Thank you."

End of messages.

Elliot sounded conflicted in his message,'I'll call him soon' Liv thought. Karelyn's message, however, was unsettling.

The woman's voice held anxiety and urgency, Liv's mind reeled with what could be wrong. She reached for the phone and punched in the numbers then waited as it rang.

"Hullo?", a tired voice answered.

"Hi Karelyn, it's Olivia."

"Oh thanks for returning my call, I'm sorry I called so late," the social worker spoke in an apologetic tone yet again.

"It's no problem, I was just out on a run. My cell tells me when messages are left here at home so when I saw it was "Saving Graces," I rushed back. What's up?" Liv knew she was rambling but she couldn't help it, she was nervous.

Sighing Ms. Saltorn began her spiel, "Cammie really needs you, I can tell. I found the card you gave her with all these numbers. She told me that you said it was all right to call if the need arose."

Her voice broke.

"She's not really talking and she didn't ask me to call, but I really think she needs you. Tonight if possible."

Olivia could tell that Karelyn had struggled with whether to call or not and her tone said she was tired and steadily losing her patience.

"I can come soon, just um, just let me shower and I'll be over as soon as I can, OK?"

"Thanks."

The line disconnected.

Liv literally tore her clothes from her body and dropped them haphazardly to the floor on her way to the bathroom. Getting the water hot she stepped under the spray flinching at the temperature before growing used to it.

The shower was quick. Liv rubbed a fluffy blue towel over herself and went to get dressed. Finding a pair of panties and bra she dressed then slipped in to an NYPD T-shirt and her track pants.

Fluffing her hair, grabbing her keys and purse, and leaving the apartment in total disarray Liv rushed down and outside to where she'd left her car.

Olivia channel-surfed the radio, but not before seeing what time it was, 3:00am. Yawning wide it amazed her how she'd kept this pace all these years.

Several times Liv blinked to wake herself up.

Inside of Saving Graces a fresh mug of strong coffee was thrust at her which she gratefully accepted by taking a big swig.

"Cammie's in her room sitting up in bed. She's been withdrawn since you left, I don't know what flipped this switch and I'm concerned."

With a sad, sleepy smile Liv reached out to put her hand on Karelyn's upper arm, "I'll let ya know."

Her legs felt heavy with exhaustion and strain, she needed to get off her feet. Again Olivia tried to ignore the weighted feeling about her body, before she realized it she was standing at the two-way window.

Cammie sat with her knees drawn to herself, arms wrapped around her shins, chin resting on the tops of her knees. Her eyelids were drifting up and down drowsily, despite this they contained an expression, more expression than Liv had seen yet.

Rubbing her hands over her face Liv summoned all of her strength and peered inside the bedroom so as not to startle the girl.

"Hi Cammie" Olivia walked totally in and shut the door. Cammie gave no indication that she would respond to Liv's presence.

Slowly Liv made her way to the bed and lowered herself down to the comfortable mattress.

She tried to peer at Cammie's face, but it had been turned downcast. Reaching out with her fingertips Liv helped the girls chin up. The face that greeted her was pained and uncertain and frightened.

Olivia searched the teenagers face, her eyes betraying her feelings this time. Cammie didn't move, she felt like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, paralyzed by an invisible force. This was because the Cammie that sat on the bed in the predawn hours wasn't the Cammie who had withdrawn inside herself.

Cammie was wavering between giving it up and locking it all back inside. Each act pulled at her until she felt like she might break.

With the woman's eyes so full of concern and caring Cammie leapt from the platform she'd always planted her feet on. And she allowed her shoulders to convulse and mingle with her deep sobs.

"Shh. I'm here."

Liv caught Cammie as she fell forward, her forehead met Liv's shoulder. The tears began to drip into the navy blue fabric of the NYPD T-shirt.

Arms encircled her in a comforting embrace, one hand rubbing her back in slow, massaging motions. This was the feeling Cammie had always longed for, what she'd wanted from her own mother and what her own mother couldn't provide.

Catching in her throat she choked on a sob for she suddenly realized she was no longer protected by the facade she'd worked so hard to construct. Embarassment and frustration weedled their way in to her face making it even more rosy from crying.

"I'm sorry", she pulled away and turned her face to the wall.

"You've got nothing to be sorry for. Um, might I ask what brought this on?" Liv ventured.

More silence, Liv feared that she was putting her walls back up. Then a shrug and a sniffle.

In truth Cammie wasn't sure and now she felt ridiculous. She'd known Olivia less than a week and here she was letting her safety net fall away when she'd never done that for anyone else, so why now? Why with this woman?

"Why'd you come back today? Why are you here tonight?"

Liv had to strain to hear her whispered questions.

This was the moment of truth, when Liv opened herself up and offered out what she could of the parts of her Cammie needed desperately.

"In truth, it's partly because of my job, because of what I see it was determined that I needed a break. The other part is because I understand the feelings you have, I see me in you and I know that you need someone who you can relate to."

Her explanation was met with a skeptical look.

"Yea, right. I don't believe that you could possibly understand how I feel."

Liv guessed now was the time to explain her past and who she was. After a sigh Olivia looked in to the teen's eyes, "Maybe if I tell you my past it'll open new doors, so here goes..."

Well there's chapter 5 for you all- review, review, review! Thanks : -)