The kids Grandmother showed up late afternoon, Ellia still had to get a cast put on her arm but she wasn't due for another half an hour. Eliot had been reguarly checking on the girls and talking with them trying to get to know them.
"Hi Im ...im Olivia and Ellias' Doctor." Eliot smiled gently.
"where are the girls? are they alright?" the elderly looking woman asked.
"yeah there fine, a little shaken. Ellia suffered a broken arm and Olivia has a small cut to her forehead which has been sutured. Ellia's arm is due to get a plaster cast fitted in 30 minuites time." Eliot said.
"Awh im so glad there alright. Especially Ellia' her mother would be beyond devestated if anything had happened to her."
"and Olivia?" Eliot spoke.
"Ellia is special dear. She's their own child. Even if they do treat little liv the same she will never be fully theres"
"Adopted?" Eliot queried having already knowing the answer she just wanted to here it for definate.
Eliot nodded, she already disliked the grandmother for having shown favouritism over the girls already.
"I'll show you to the girls" she relied taking her to their cubical
Eliot returned half an hour later to take Ellia for a scan but when she got there Tom was inside and all three of them were crying. Tom came out the cubical and explained to Eliot that the mother was brain dead and would only survive if kept on a ventilator. Ellie focused on Olivia weeping. She just wanted to hold her...cuddle her, tell her her mummy was right there, that she loved her. But she knew Olivia wasn't crying for Eliot...but for the mother she no longer had.
Eliot observed them for hours, checking their wounds, making sure they were comfortable... until the grandmother came across and asked how quickly they could be disharged.
"Olivia need's to be kept in overnight for observations because she sustaned a head injury" Eliot explained.
"what will happen to the girls?" Eliot asked curious but didn't want to pry.
"Well...They'll have to live with me i suppose. The rooms decorated specific for Ellia so Olivia will have to sleep on the sofa bed until wecan decide what will happen for defiante. our house is only big enough for 3...me, my husband and whenever we take Ellia to stay."
Eliot sent her back to her cubical then went to the toilets, she went in and seen Sam washing her hands. Eliot began crying.
"She's here sam...and she's beautiful"
"who?" Sam said oblvious
"Olivia...eh my baby" she said realising Sam wouldn't know who 'olivia' was.
"She's perfect. She has the most amazing blue eye's and dark hair like mine." Ellie continued.
"Wait...Ellie..please tell me you haven't been treating her!..are you even sure its her!?" Sam said drying her hands with paper towels.
"It's her! she has the same birthmark in the same place my baby did, i recognised the mothers face the moment i saw her."
"You can't say anything Ellie..you'll rip her life apart and destroy your own medical career." Sam said firmly.
"It's already been ripped apart Sam..her parents both died in that RTC this morning...i...she is just tiny and perfect and upset...and she needs her mother"
"Thats not you though El..." Sam replied
"Why...why are you being like this? you supported me so much until now Sam. You know how much i've wanted to find her."
Eliot walked out in a blind rage.
Within the half an hour Eliot had contacted Social services and whoever necessery to apply for custody.