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Olivia drove in silence, besides U2 playing on the CD player in the background. She pulled in to the parking lot and parked her car before heading in to the building, to Huang's office.

Olivia took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

"Come in." A voice called from inside of the office.

Olivia wasn't happy about this but she knew that it was necessary to keep her job so she opened the door and silently walked in.

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"Take a seat, Olivia." Dr Huang said from behind his desk.

Olivia sat down and crossed her right leg over her left. "Just so you know, I don't want to do this but I don't want to lose my job."

Dr Huang nodded. "Ok."

"Can we just get this over with." Olivia muttered as she rubbed her hands together.

"Alright, Olivia. Can you tell me what has upset you in the last week or so, that has caused your sudden behaviour change?"

Olivia sighed. "I went through a box that had some of my mother's belongings in which had been sitting in my closet since she died."

"And what did you find?"

"I found a letter written from my mother to me. I was only ten days old at the time it was written."

"What was written in the letter?" Dr Huang pushed.

"It's not important." Olivia said simply as she took her right leg off her left.

"It must be if it has you reacting like this." He replied softly.

Olivia sighed and rubbed her tired, olive toned face.

"Olivia, what was in the letter?" He asked again.

"A couple of secrets that my mother kept from me for years. I can't see how she could lie to her own daughter."

"What secrets?"

Olivia sighed followed by a moment of uncomfortable silence.

"Olivia?..."

"The letter said that I wasn't actually a child of rape, just an accident after a college party. I also have a sister named Sarah. She is two years older." She finally admitted.

"Are you going look for her?"

"I don't know." Olivia replied simply before looking at her watch. "I've got to go. You can tell Cragen that

I turned up and talked." She said before getting up and leaving.

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Olivia walked up to her apartment and found Cragen and Elliot sitting out the front of her apartment door.

"What's going on?" She asked, trying to act like nothing was wrong.

"Liv, what are you hiding?" Elliot asked softly.

"Nothing." Olivia replied simply with a fake smile plastered on her face as she unlocked the door.

"Olivia..." Cragen pushed.

Olivia sighed as she opened the door. "Come in. Shut the door behind you. I'm going to go get changed." She said and went in to her bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Elliot and Cragen sat down on her couch. Olivia emerged from her bedroom bout five minutes later. She was dressed in grey sweat pants and a grey NYPD t-shirt.

She sat down on the floor near the couch, in a yoga position with the bottoms of her feet touching each other.

"Liv..." Elliot spoke up.

Olivia sighed and passed Elliot the old, discoloured letter from her mother, that she had in her hand.

Elliot read the letter and then passed it to Cragen before he sat down on the floor beside Olivia.

He went to wrap his arms around her but she pushed him away. "I don't want your sympathy." She spoke aggressively.

Elliot sighed and nodded.

"I'll let the two of you talk privately." Cragen said as he got up.

Once Cragen left the apartment, closing the door behind him, Elliot put his left hand over Olivia's soft ones as she continued to look at something in the distance.

"Olivia, are you going to look for your older sister?" Elliot asked cautiously and curiously.

Olivia shrugged and look down at her feet. "I don't know." She whispered.

"Liv?" Elliot pushed.

"I don't want to talk about it."

Elliot nodded in understanding. Olivia was stubborn and would talk when she was ready to not before.

"Want to have some beer and pizza? We can watch a movie as well."

Olivia rubbed her tired face. "Go home to your wife and kids, El. Don't worry about me." She said with a sad smile.

"Kathy asked for a divorce last night." He said sadly.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Elliot."

Elliot rubbed her thigh, causing Olivia to flinch and move away.

"Liv, it's not your fault. Our marriage was over long ago."

Olivia shook her head and stood up.

She walked in to the kitchen and grabbed two beers from the fridge.

Elliot was sitting on the couch when Olivia returned.

"Here you go." She spoke softly as she sat down on the couch beside him and passed him a beer.

"Thanks." He said as he accepted it.

The living room was filled with an uncomfortable silence until Elliot spoke up again.

"Olivia, how long ago did you find that letter?"

Olivia downed half her bottle of beer. "Don't you understand that I don't want to talk about it." She replied frustrated.

"Olivia..." Elliot tried to get her to budge but she flatly refused to talk about it.

"Stop asking me about it or leave." She stated flatly before getting up to grab another beer.

"Liv, you can't bottling things up." He said as she sat back down on the couch with another beer.

She took a big swig of it and looked in to her partner's cerulean blue eyes. "Just. Drop. It." She said slowly and seriously before turing the TV on to ignore him.