A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews! To keep you happy and to keep the peace here's another chapter! Enjoy!

To tria246815: I fixed the 2 't' problem in this chapter, thanks for letting me know! I don't want your army of robot cocker spaniels to come after me! Scary!

To shakahand55: Please don't hurt yourself! Here's another chapter for you!

To: BrittanyLS: I'm sorry for disappointing you, but I hope you keep reading, you never know what may be in store.

Disclaimer: Abby's mine. That's it.

Previously:

She hated the tears that threatened to fall. "I know. In the last year with all the not knowing I've come to accept things in my life. I can't control where my DNA came from but I can control what I do and how I feel. I'm happier now then I've ever been. So please stop with the lecture. I don't need it anymore."

"Then why the brooding and the tears?"

She knew what she had to do and now was the time. If she didn't do it now then she would lose her nerve completely. "There's something that I need to tell you about Abby's father..."

Chapter 6

Elliot cut in. "Olivia, you don't have to do this. I don't need to know."

Frustrated with the interruptions Olivia raised her voice, "Elliott, please stop interrupting me. I need to tell you this. I'll never forgive myself if I don't do it and everyday it gets harder. Just let me get through it then I'll answer any questions that you have. I promise." And she knew there would be lots of questions.

Looking guilty and feeling like a chastised four year old Elliot apologized. "I'm sorry Liv. I promise I'll be quiet now." He looked at her letting her know she could continue when she was ready.

For a few moments Olivia was quiet, contemplating how she would continue voicing her thoughts. Finally she spoke almost in a whisper at first, "When I regained my memories the first thing that I realized was who her father was. It may have had something to do with what triggered them in the first place." She knew she wasn't making much sense, she could see the confusion on Elliot's face, but true to his word he didn't interrupt. She stood up and walked away, needing to find an outlet for all of the nervousness she was feeling.

"Do you want to know why I chose the name Abigail?" They both knew it was a rhetorical question. So he let her continue without saying anything wishing he could see her face to see what she was feeling. She continued, not able to look at him. "Not even knowing my name made it hard to pick a name. I wanted something strong. Something that had meaning. I crossed my fingers that I didn't pick whatever my real name was. The first name that I really liked was Erin. It means peace. She was my peace. It's what I'd felt all those months, even with not knowing who I was. I decided that I would use that as a first name and so I started looking for another name for her middle name. That took longer. Nothing seemed right until I found 'Abigail'. I didn't even look at the meaning at first, I just liked the sound of it. I decided to use it as a first name and use Erin as her middle name. Then I looked at the meaning and I got this weird feeling. I don't know how to describe it. I just knew somehow that it was perfect for my daughter. So I told Julie my decision. Then I began to look through the book and then fell across the name that triggered the return of my memories. Once the initial pain subsided and things started to fall into place in my mind one of the first things I realized was the name meant so much to me." She turned around to see that Elliot had stood up and was standing a few feet behind her. She saw the confusion in his eyes, but she also saw admiration and compassion.

Elliot couldn't stop the question coming from his mouth. He knew it had to be really important if she was insisting on discussing it. "Why?"

"Before I tell you, do you want to know what the trigger was?" She turned away from him again not able to look at him for her eyes were tearing up again.

He took another step closer, just to let her know that he was there for her, just in case. "What?" he whispered softly.

"It was your name. Elliot. That was the trigger. I saw it and that was it, everything came back to me." She was crying now. He could hear it in her voice. He wanted so bad to pull her into his arms to comfort her, but knew if he tried right now she would resist him. So he let her cry, not saying anything, just using his presence to convey his support for the moment.

After a moment she wiped her eyes and took a shaky breath. "When I saw your name I understood why I had the feeling that I had when I saw the meaning for the name 'Abigail'." Without turning around and trying to hold the tears at bay she finished, "Elliot, it means a 'fathers joy...'

A/N: Aaahhhhh! Another cliffhanger! I really didn't mean to. As I said before, this story has a mind of its own and I'm trying to catch up with it.