Well, I just watched Alex's cameo on SVU, (Don't worry, I know there are still some people who haven't seen it, so I won't spoil it for you.) but it has given me a great new story line. Well almost new. It's still along the same lines, just...better. It fits with the TV show now.

Once again, thank-you to everyone who had reviewed my story, your reviews are greatly appreciated.

"You what?"

"Mackenzie I am really sorry for not telling you, it's just…well with everything going on it was hard to find the right time."

Mackenzie took a moment to digest what was just said and then began her questions. She wanted to know everything about her mother. "What's her name?"

"Alexandra Victoria Cabot, but everyone called her Alex."

"What does she look like?"

"Well, you two are built practically the same way. She's only a little taller than you, blond hair, blue eyes."

"How old is she?"

"She just turned 30." Olivia debated on whether or not to tell Mackenzie that Alex was 'dead' or that Alex was in the Witness Protection Program. But she was her daughter and deserved to know the truth. And if it came up, that was what Mackenzie would hear.

"So she had me when she was 15" Mackenzie muttered before asking Olivia another question. "How do you know her?"

This question made Olivia a little uncomfortable. She had no idea how Mackenzie would react to finding out that her mother is a lesbian. "We met about four years ago. She was the Assistant District Attorney assigned to the Special Victims Unit." Olivia answered hesitantly.

"That's not all." Mackenzie had picked up on Olivia's hesitation.

Olivia laughed; realizing that there was no way Mackenzie was anyone but Alex's daughter. "No, it's not." Olivia answered plainly. Mackenzie deserved the truth. "Your mother and I were...lovers."

Mackenzie nodded. "So you know her pretty well then?"

"Yeah, we were close..." Then it hit Olivia that Mackenzie didn't care that she had just told her that her mother was gay. "Wait, you don't care that your mother is a lesbian?"

"Were you two happy?"

"Yeah."

"Really happy?"

"Yeah."

"Truly Happy?"

"Yes."

"Then I don't see a problem."

"But you're Catholic."

"Yeah, so." Mackenzie laughed as she responded. "I don't agree with every single Catholic belief. I say that if two people love each other, no matter what gender they are, and are really, truly happy together then all the more power to them."

Olivia couldn't believe that she was worrying about what Mackenzie's reaction would be.

"Did something happen to her?" Mackenzie asked. "You're using past tense."

Olivia looked out the two windows and around the room for any cameras or other recording devices before answering. "Okay Kenzie, you're her daughter so you deserve to know the truth." She lowered her voice. "Two years ago, Alex was prosecuting a few members of a powerful Columbian drug cartel. Now they weren't happy about it to say the least, so they put a hit out on her. She was shot and everyone was told that she was dead." Olivia had to pause a moment to wipe a stray tear away. "A few days later, Elliot and I get a call from an FBI agent. We go to meet him and he had Alex with him. He explained that Alex was going into the Witness Protection Program and we were the only two, besides the FBI, to know about it…Which means now there are only three people, besides the FBI, who know about Alex still being alive. And we have to pretend that Alex is dead-because if we slip up, her cover is blown."

"So she's okay?" Mackenzie asked hopefully.

Olivia didn't know, but she didn't want to worry Mackenzie. "I hope so." She was about to change the subject, but Mackenzie saved her from having to do so.

"So…do I have any brothers or sisters?"

"No. We had actually just begun to discuss that topic before Alex was taken away."

"What about other family members?"

"Well." Olivia began. "You have an aunt, Elizabeth, who just recently became engaged to a man named David. And your grandmother, Sophia Cabot."

"I have a grandmother?" Mackenzie asked in disbelief. When she was Mackenzie Johnson, all of her grandparents were dead.

"Yeah."

"What happened to my grandfather?"

"He was killed in a car accident before I even met your mother." Olivia looked away.

"Liv what's wrong?"

"Nothing sweetie." She took Mackenzie's hands. "Now I know that this is a lot to take in all at once, but your grandmother is out in the waiting room."

She had Mackenzie's attention immediately. "What? She's out there? Right now?"

"Yeah. Right now." She gave Mackenzie a minute. "Do you want to meet her?"