This chapter is a bit short. This chapter is like a memory/dream that Olivia has...hope that explanes it. Feed back is always welcomed. Also, if you have suggestions please drop me a line. I alwasy love new ideas from everyone.
Again, I own nothing in the world of SVU. All characters not belonging to the Wolf man are my own. If there are any mistakes, blame me.
Now on to the story...
Chapter 2
1977
"Mommy, how come I don't have any brother's or sister's like the other kids?" Asked 8 year old Olivia.
"Olivia, honey…not now. Mommy's busy," replied Serena as she poured herself another glass of whisky.
"But mommy…"
"OLIVIA! I said not now!" slamming her glass on the counter, Serena turned to her daughter and knelt down in front of her. And in a fighting calm voice Serena repeated, "Mommy is busy. Ok? Please, sweetheart, go to your room and play with your toys."
"But mommy, I have a project I need help with…," said the young girl.
Losing her patience, Serena grabbed the child on both sides of her arms and slightly shook her, "OLIVIA! WHAT DID I SAY?" she shouted.
Freighted, Olivia tried to squirm her way out of her mother's half drunken grip. This only made Serena tighten her hold.
"Ow! Mommy you're hurting me," Olivia cried out in pain. Realizing what she was doing, Serena let go abruptly and turned away and took a deep breath. Once she had her temper under control, she turned back to the child,
"Sweetie, I'm so sorry. It was a tough day for me. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I'll never do that again."
With her head down, all Olivia could do was give a slight nod. Doing her best not to cry, Olivia sniffed a little.
"Are you crying?"
Shaking her head quickly, Olivia replied quietly, "no ma'am".
"Don't lie to me young lady. Let me see your face," Serena said firmly. She took hold of Olivia's chin and pulled her face upward. Seeing the tracks of tears on her daughters face broke her heart. But what shook her most was the fear she saw in Olivia's eyes. Wiping the tears away, Serena gently said,
"Please go to your room sweetheart." Olivia just nodded. She turned to go to her room when she heard her mother's voice,
"No more crying Olivia."
Looking back at her, she saw that her mother was finishing off her 5th glass of whisky and was already reaching for her 6th. Olivia knew that not long from now, her mother would be passed out on the sofa. Closing the door behind her, Olivia made her way to the little mirror on her wall and stared at her reflection and swallowing the tears that threatened to fall, repeated the words quietly,
"Benson's don't cry" ….