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A/N: thank you for the reviews. I want to let readers know that i changed Sara's mother's name to Laura. I didn't realize that they showed the name on a episode.

Chapter 5

LV Crime Lab

Sara's POV

She's staring at me. I wonder what's she's thinking? Did she hear everything? Oh crap! How am I supposed to deal with this on top of everything else? Okay, let's start with introducing myself. That shouldn't be too bad. Right?

"Hi, Madison, I'm Sara--your aunt. I'm sure you…"

"What?" she asked in a stunned whisper so low that Sara barely caught her response.

As Sara tried to explain why she never knew about her, Madison zoned out—lost in her own thoughts.

Madison's POV

What? Say that again. Did she really expect me to believe that? Then again, that would explain why my parents wanted me to stay with her, because I'm sure Mom had a say in who I was supposed to stay with. And I know she wouldn't allow a 'homewrecker' to raise their only child. But then again, why were they always arguing whenever she came up? Memo to self—ask her about that when you feel like talking to this stranger who is supposedly your aunt.

I sure am glad I didn't actually voice my thought on who I thought she was. That would have been a really embarrassing moment.

But hold on-- they lied to me. Well, technically they didn't tell me the whole truth. And since Sara didn't know about it, I can't really blame her. But still, I'm mad that she was about to go along with my parent's so-called co-workers. I need to be alone. This is just too much for a girl to take in in one day-- let alone the past three hours.

Madison backed away from the door without saying word to anyone or making eye contact and ran to the restroom.

Janet's POV

Shit! I'm screwed. Which way did she go? Shit!

Sara's POV

Shit! Not, what I was expecting. Did I not explain myself enough? Yeah, I know that holding a grudge and not wanting to see any of them for the past six years was a bit childish and now I regret it. I'm still angry about the stunt Danny pulled. I should have at least written back to Sam when she sent me the picture of their little family and explained that she didn't know anything about the setup Danny had pulled. I should have at least let her know that I did believe her. Now, I'll never have that chance--ever. I really hate myself for not being able to fully forgive his actions even with him six feet under. I really need a drink.

Sara was so deep in her own thoughts that she didn't realize that she should be trying to talk to her niece—the very niece who abruptly ran way from her! Catherine had been trying to get Sara out of her trance for about five minutes without any success.

Catherine's POV

Okay, so I know I just missed a chunk of information that would probably be very helpful right now. Why did Madison run off like that? I wonder what Sara said. Should I get myself involved? I mean it's not like we're really friends--just colleagues. I know I'm only asking for trouble if I try to involve myself in Sara's personal life--which until today, I didn't think she had. But I can't not help her. She looks confused, hurt, angry, and most of all lost without direction. I want to comfort her.

Madison was still in the restroom and locked away from the real world—which she obviously didn't feel like facing anytime soon. The first thing she knew she had to do was clear her mind and try to piece every thing that occurred since last week. While Madison had isolated herself in the restroom, Agent Janet had been trying to find a janitor to open up the restroom that she knew Madison was in. Oblivious to the current situation, Catherine finally succeeded in getting Sara's attention and was trying to formulate a few questions to ask without crossing the fine line that Sara had always drawn about her life away from work.

Catherine's POV

What should I ask? And how do I ask whatever I decide to ask? Ummm…let's start with who Madison is. I mean crossing that line with Sara can only do our friendship good since we don't even really know each other. Right? Okay here goes nothing…or everything.

"Sara, are you okay? You were kind of out of it," Catherine said softly as she looked at Sara with concern coloring her eyes.

"Huh?… Oh. Fine. Everything is fine." Very eloquent, Sara. She berated herself.

Did this mean she didn't want to talk or was she still out of it? Uhh… just keep going, Catherine thought to herself.

"Okay…so… what was that all about?" Catherine asked as she pointed in the direction of the bathroom where a janitor was going through all of his keys to find the right one to unlock the door.

"Oh. Umm…" Okay, how do I explain my situation to Cath. Oh hell, I don't know! I don't even know how to explain it to myself! Uhh I guess there's nothing but the truth.

Within a matter of minutes, Sara told Catherine everything—leaving out her dark childhood and that both her and Madison's lives were in danger. Catherine's deep blue eyes only expressed concern and something else that Sara couldn't figure out. After their brief conversation, Catherine led Sara to the restroom to once again attempt at a conversation with her niece—for whom she was now responsible for raising.

A Warehouse in San Francisco…

"What do you mean the child is still alive? I thought I was clear that they all need to be dead."

"Don't worry. I know where she's headed."

"Alright, but you better make sure there's no way that it will traced back to me. Half the payment is already in your account. Now, tell me, what do you plan to do about Sara Sidle?"

"Don't worry, I have the perfect plan--and this time, there will be no slip ups. I guarantee it!"

"Good. They need to pay for what they did to me--especially Miss Sara Sidle."