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Indianna walked into the lunch hall with Ashton on her back while laughing. "Dad really did that?"

"Yeah, he put a can of tomato soup in the microwave and it blew up on him. It was hilarious." Ashton chuckled as her sister set her down. "Casey got so mad at him that she made him clean the whole kitchen until it was spotless."

"And Casey is basically your house keeper, correct?" Indianna asked.

"Correct." Ashton smiled. "She gets us what we want, but she's also part of the family. She and I do so many things together, but my dad, our dad, and I do everything together."

They both sat down at the shame table with their plates of food. "I wish I could meet him." Indianna said biting into her sandwich.

"I wish I could meet Mom." Ashton said and paused. She smiled and looked up at Indianna. "What if we could?"

Indianna furrowed her eyebrows. "What are you talking about? We can't just go see Dad and then go see Mom."

"What if we switched places?" Ashton asked grinning ear to ear. "I could meet Mom. You could meet Dad. Two weeks after being with them, we tell them the truth and then they have to switch us back."

Indianna smiled. "Then, they have to see each other. They'd have to talk to each other." She held up her hand and high fived her sister. "We better get started preparing ourselves for this." Ashton nodded while chuckling.

Olivia jogged up her driveway and walked into her house. She grabbed a bottle of water from her fridge and drank it while going through her mail. A bill, bill, bill, a letter Georgia, and another bill. Wait a minute! She flipped back to the letter from Georgia. She opened it up to find that Indianna had sent her a photo of her and a friend by the lake. There was a letter with it.

Dear Mom,
I'm having so much fun. I don't get why you wanted me to write this letter,
but here it goes. There's a girl here that is bugging the crap out of me, but
I have gotten my revenge. Now, we're in the cabin of shame. I don't get
why it's called that. We get a whole cabin to ourselves. It's so much nicer
than just having a bunk.
Anyway, the girl in the picture is Carmen. We won the volleyball tournment
together. After that, we had to put our bunks back together since somebody
took them apart and put them outside. I got revenge for that also. The girl
that is doing this got what she deserved. Now, she and I are stuck in a cabin
together! She's not so bad when you actually get to know her and aren't
betting her to jump off a cliff after beating her at poker. Love you!
Indianna :D

Olivia chuckled reading what her daughter wrote. She could be so weird sometimes. She stuck the note up on the fridge along with the picture. She turned to find her father and John standing there. She grabbed her chest. "Jeez, warn a person before sneaking up on them."

"It wouldn't be called sneaking if we warned you." John pointed out sitting on one of the bar stools. He jutted his chin towards the letter. "Is that from Indianna?"

"Yep." Olivia smiled. "Did you want to read it?"

"Yes, I haven't heard from the little squirt in almost four weeks. I miss her." John said reaching towards it. Olivia gave it to him.

Don said down by John. "Did you watch Iris's show yesterday?"

"Yeah." Olivia breathed. "Did you?"

"No, I just heard who was on." Don said. "It sounded like something interesting happened."

Olivia hesitated. "Like what?"

"Liv, your ex-husband apoligized to you on international television. That doesn't sound interesting to you?" Don asked. He watched as Olivia put the bottle of water up to her lips, avoiding the question. "Liv? You forgave him. What does ice cream on the eighteenth mean? Why did you say you were proud of him?"

"You watched the fricken show!" Olivia shouted getting frustrated with her father.

"You're damn right!" Don shouted back. "How could you do that? After what he did to this family? Why'd you do that?"

Olivia pushed her palms into her eyes. "It was my choice."

"John, can you please excuse us so I can talk to my daughter?" Don asked. John nodded slightly and backed up out of the room. He turned back to his daughter. "Why did you forgive him after what he did?"

Olivia shook her head and wiped her eyes while leaning against the counter. "Dad, just leave it alone."

"Liv, I'm not going to leave it alone." Don said sternly. "Why were you so quick to forgive him when he took your daughter?"

"I took one of his daughter's. We're both at fault there." Olivia snapped wiping her eyes again. "He has had to raise Ashton on his own all these years and he still got his dream job. He's doing what he always wanted to do." She said looking down at her feet with her arms crossed over her chest.

Don looked at his daughter for a moment. "Liv, it's been fourteen years. He's not going to be the same man he was before."

"Exactly why I forgave him." Olivia breathed and looked up at her father.

"You know that isn't the whole reason." Don pointed out. "You can't-"

"I can't what?" Olivia asked yelling. "I can't feel that way. I can't help how I feel. I don't care anymore what happened anymore. I made a mistake asking for a divorce. Happy? I still love my ex-husband. There it is." She wiped her eyes and started walking out of the room.

Don turned on his stool. "Don't walk away from me, Olivia!"

Olivia stopped and stood in the doorway facing away from him. "What?"

"Why didn't you go after him when you realized you made a mistake?" Don asked.

Olivia hesitated. "Because he didn't fight for me." With that, she left a very shocked Don sitting on the bar stool in the middle of the kitchen. Olivia hurried into her room and locked the door behind her. She stripped down and got into her shower. The feeling of the hot water didn't soothe the muscles in her chest constricting.

Elliot took a deep breath and ran a hand down his face. He heard her shoes clicking down the hallway. Ten more steps, nine more, eight more...The sound echoed in his head. He couldn't believe that he apoligized to Olivia on national TV a couple days ago. He couldn't believe she forgave him. He wanted to yank that phone away and call her, talk to her, hear her voice. Anything. He heard the door open behind him. "Hey Mikka."

"Hey Ellie!" Mikka smiled. She walked up behind him and kissed his cheek. "How was the interview with Iris?"

"You didn't see it?" Elliot asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"No, I got caught up with another client of mine." Mikka said. She straightened out his shirt. "I talked to Iris though. She said it was one of the best shows she's had. You did great." She smiled and sat down on his bed. "We could celebrate."

Elliot smiled lightly. "Sorry Mikka, I promised Casey that I would take her out to dinner tonight since I broke her favorite pot with my experiment."

"Your experiment?" Mikka asked.

"Yeah, I told you about it two nights ago." Elliot reminded her.

Mikka thought a moment. "Oh yeah." She lied. When he turned away, she shook her head wondering what his experiment was. She cleared her head and smiled. "Well, I guess I can hang out with the girls tonight. They just opened this club downtown and I heard it's awesome."

"Well, have fun." Elliot smiled kissing her forehead. I still can't kiss her. His phone started ringing in his pocket. He answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey Dad!" Ashton smiled.

"Hey squirt! How's camp?" Elliot asked grinning ear to ear as he went downstairs.

"It's going great. There was a little bit of a rough start, but it smoothed over." Ashton informed him. "How's everything going there?"

"Uh, it's going okay." Elliot sighed. "It's not the same without you here, Ash."

Ashton grinned. "Well, don't you make a girl feel special." She chuckled. "How's Casey and Macklemore?"

"Well, Casey is now angry that you left and feels that she should give you the silent treatment. She should be on the guilty stage here in about five hours." Elliot smiled. "Macklemore misses his momma."

"Well, have you been feeding him?" Ashton asked chuckling.

Elliot scoffed. "My horse is right next to your horse. Like I'd forget to feed him."

"I don't know, Dad." Ashton smirked. "When Casey was sick with the flu, you forgot to get food for her and she was sitting right next to you."

"In my defense, football was on and it was a close game." Elliot chuckled opening up the fridge and pulling out a bottle of orange juice. "Are you making friends?"

"Yeah, there's this one girl that I've been really close to for the past couple of days. We had our differences in the beginning, but we're inseperable now." Ashton reassured him.

"Wait a minute." Elliot paused. "Is this the girl that covered your cabin with slime and made you jump off a cliff after winning poker?"

"Uh, yeah. That would be the one." Ashton chuckled. "I got her back; don't worry."

"I'm not worried. I just don't know if she's the best influence for you." Elliot said honestly.

Ashton smirked. He had no idea. "Well, I think she's the best influence for me whether you like it or not. I think you'd like her. She looks exactly like me. We could be twins." Elliot choked on his orange juice and coughed. "You okay, Dad? Did Casey scare you or something?" She asked smirking.

"Uh, no. I just...swallowed the wrong way." Elliot lied. "Uh, what's her name?"

"Jeez Dad, personal boundaries." Ashton warned. "I don't need you running backround checks on her parents or anything. She's going to stay my friend, not the girl that hates me because my father put her parents in fedral lock up."

"Fine, personal boundaries." Elliot nodded. "Do you know when you get on the cruise?"

"Uh, yeah. We got on tomorrow afternoon. Today is sort of packing day. My friend and I are sharing a room next to our counsler since she doesn't really trust us yet." Ashton scoffed. "Like I can't be trusted."

"Oh yeah, you can be trusted." Elliot smiled sarcastically.

Ashton laughed. "Oooh, I gotta go Dad. Love you!"

"Love you too." Elliot grinned before hanging up. He turned to find Casey walking in with a box of tissues. "What's wrong with you?"

"I gave the silent treatment to a girl, I think of as a niece, because she's off at camp having a little adventure other than wondering what stupid thing you did." Casey sniffed and wiped her eyes. "How could I do that?"

Elliot chuckled. "Do you want to stay in for dinner?"

"Hell no! Pass up the chance to get you into a monkey suit? That's the craziest thing I've ever heard." Casey snapped. "Besides, you promised me lobster."

"I promised you dinner." Elliot corrected.

"Dinner, lobster, same thing." Casey shrugged walking into the living room.

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