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Bethany woke up at 6:00am with the sun shining on her face. She got out of bed and went to her kitchen to grab some breakfast. She figured that before asked Emily weather or not she was dead she'd do some research on this "Alex Cabot".

She grabbed a spoon and tub of ice cream from the freezer and began to eat. She had never been a healthy eater so this was a normal breakfast for her. She slipped on a pair of slippers and shuffled over towards her computer.

Bethany went to the NYC newspaper web site and ran a search on "Alexandra Cabot". The same article she'd seen in her mother's collection of old newspapers turned up along other ones.

She read a bit of one about a rape, it was mostly saying how some lady had been attacked and raped in her bedroom. The suspect in question had been prosecuted by Alexandra Cabot and sentenced to 15-life.

So she had been an ADA, Bethany thought has she stared at the words on her computer screen. She went back to the first article; it said she had been shot in the shoulder. Bethany found it odd that this type of wound would kill someone; she was starting to think more and more that somehow Emily and Alexandra Cabot were one in the same.

Alex lay in her bed trying to fall back asleep. She'd woke up at 5:00am and it was now 7:00am, she would wake up early every morning but wouldn't get out of bed until 11:00am. She supposed she woke up early because in her days has an attorney she was never aloud the joy of sleeping in.

Still today she couldn't help but feel has if something was about to happen. It was a Saturday and usually on Saturdays someone from witness protection would come to check in on her. A thought came to her, if she left for a quick visit to NYC after the witness protection guy left she'd have around 5 days before she was found out.

She'd gone through this plan in her head a million times every day, but she knew it wasn't safe. She decided to get out of bed and make some coffee and try to clear her mind, has she was still half asleep.

"Ouch!" she said rubbing her head has she had just smashed it on the low wall above her head; she always seemed to forget just that the ceiling sloped down low.

After grabbing a cup of coffee and getting dressed, she sat down by her window and waited for the guy from witness protection to come and check up on her. She noticed a light was on in the house across the street, she figured that they must be early risers like her.

At around 11:30am a car pulled up onto her drive way. The guy from witness protection walked out and rang the doorbell. Alex hurriedly opened the door and let him in. For the next 2 hours he went over every (have you been followed? ect.)

Alex was relieved when he finally left, she was always nervous when he came because once he had thought that her neighbor was spying on her and had her immediately moved to a new town.

About ten minutes after he had left Alex saw Bethany run up her driveway and ring the doorbell.

"Hi Bethany, what can I do for you today?"

"Emily, this will sound weird but um do you have an identical twin called Alexandra Cabot who died from being shot in the shoulder? 'Cause um you know I saw her picture in an old NYC newspaper, and it looked suspiciously like you. Weird isn't it?"

"W-what? What did you say?" Alex asked astonished at what had just come out of the little girls mouth, "I mean of course not, where'd you get that idea?"

Alex leaned against a wall she had never been told what to do if your 12 almost thirteen-year-old neighbor found out who you really were.

"Emily you really are this Cabot person aren't you? It's ok, it's not like I'm gonna tell anyone. But please it's important for me to know the truth, I don't know why it just is." Bethany explained.

"Come in, and lets have a chat." Alex said ushering Bethany in the door.

They sat down opposite each other around the kitchen table.

"It's very important that you tell no one what I'm about to say ok Bethany?" Alex asked staring the little girl straight in the eyes.

"Ok."

Alex ran her fingers through her hair, she had imagined having this talk with her boy friend not a little girl whom she'd only just meet yesterday.

"Alexandra Cabot is dead. I once was her I admit but I'm not anymore. The man who shot Alexandra Cabot did in a way succeed in killing her. You see he took away my life and everything in it except my body." Alex explained, still staring the girl straight in the eyes. "I was put into witness protection, with a new name and was giving a new life. At first I had hope of returning to my old life and friends because I thought that the man who shot me would eventually be caught and I could reclaim my life. But I was wrong for one day he was caught, but shortly after I was still put back into witness protection. You see he worked in the drug business and had many people working for him, we don't know every single one of them, but there all I danger to me, so I will probably never return to my old life."

"I'm sorry." Bethany said after Alex had finished her story. "Why don't you just sneak away for a quick visit to NYC, it couldn't do any harm."

"I'm more of a prisoner of witness protection than anything, it's hard to escape and I'd get in a lot of trouble if they found out."

"You can say that you went with me and my mother to my cottage, then if they come to check up on you there my mother or I can say you went out for a walk."

"Maybe." Alex said staring at Bethany in the eyes, for a second she thought she saw Olivia staring back at her but she quickly cast the image away. Olivia had been her best friend and her memory made her want to cry. "How close is your cottage to NYC, because I probably would have to sleep there, but before you answer that tell me why you're helping me."

"I feel has if your someone I once knew, it seems strange but I have to help you. And my cottage is about a mile from NYC so yeah…" Bethany replied.

"Ok well that's an offer I can't refuse." Alex said smiling.

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