Okay, so I'm heading off for a family 'vacation' *sarcastically* yaaayy

Anyway, I thought I should get at least something done, while waiting for everyone to finish packing.

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING, DICK WOLF DOES [lucky duck!]

Saturday October 17th

Avery laid down in her bed, trying to fall back asleep, but failed miserably, due to the pain in her shoulder. She rolled over, trying to get the pressure off her injury, but it didn't do much. She looked at her alam clock. 4:20 am. She sat up, groaning, before getting out of the bed.

She pulled on a sweatshirt, over her tank top, feeling cold without her blanket, before going out of her room. She made her way, quickly and quietly to the couch, smiling when she saw Olivia, wrapped in her jacket, asleep.

She had come home late, after Avery had already gone to bed, and still needed to go over statements. Avery turned off the tv that was now playing an infomercial for some product she wouldn't care to think about, carefully placing the remote back on the coffee table. She knew her mother had fallen asleep on the couch, looking through files, too tired to make her way to her bed.

Avery quickly went into her mother's room, grabbed a small blanket, and walked back out into the living room, placing the blanket over her mother, trying to make her a little more comfortable. Olivia turned in the couch, pulling the blanket over her body, as she sighed. Avery smiled once more, before spotting the files on the coffee table.

Curiousity got the best of her, as she grabbed one of the files off the table, and flipped it open. She saw the pictures of Paige, along with every single detail of what happened before, and during, her death.

Knowing her mother would kill her if she knew she was reading this, Avery looked at Olivia once more. Convinced she was sound asleep, she continued reading the file. "What are you doing?"

Avery turned around, only to see Olivia standing behind her, with her hands on her hips, waiting for an answer, even though she knew perfectly well what Avery was up to. She put the file behind her back, quickly hiding it out of view, before answering. "Mom, Jesus, you scared me. I, uh, was just, looking for my pain medication."

Olivia was buying it. She walked up to her daughter, reached behind her, and grabbed the file. "You know I don't want you looking at this stuff." She threw the file back on the coffee table, before turning back to Avery. "It's bad enough that you had to see your friend like that today. I don't want any more tramatized than you already have been."

Avery rolled her eyes. Even at four thirty in the morning, Olivia could be overprotective. "I can handle it, trust me."

Olivia knew Avery could handle it, she just didn't want to expose her only family to the horrors she faced everyday at work. "Come here" Olivia said, trying to change the subject. She opened her arms, allowing Avery to walk up to her, as she wrapped them around her daughter. "I don't want you to have to deal with, what I deal with. You don't need to see any of that." She kissed her daughter's head, hoping that would be the end of that conversation.

Avery sighed. The only reason she knew Olivia was because she, herself, had been sexually assaulted. She knew what kind of creeps were out there, and the fact that her mother was trying to keep her from the truth, made her a little angry. "Fine" she whispered.

They both knew this wouldn't be the last time this conversation would be brought up, but this was hardy the time to discuss it.

Olivia looked at the clock showing from her kitchen stove. 4:31 am. She sighed, knowing they both had a long day ahead of them, and being up this early was only going to make it seem longer. "Come on, we have to be up in three and a half hours. Get back to bed."

Avery let out a small laugh, before nodding. "Get to your bed" she said, hoping her mother wouldn't be lazy and return to the couch.

"No promises" Olivia said, before laying back down on the couch. Avery rolled her eyes, as she walked into her bedroom, and laid down.

She wanted to help solve this case, and if her mother wasn't going to let her, then she was going to find someone who would.

I know, it's short, but it's all I could manage, before I had to leave.

Please, I'm going to be stuck in a cramped car, with 8 other people. Make me happy, review, even though this is probably the shortest chapter in the history of short chapters.

:)