That Saturday morning, Olivia woke up to an empty house. She took it as a good sign because Peter was supposed to propose the night before and if her mom had come back home, that would have meant she had refused yet another marriage proposal. Although Olivia was excited to meet her family, she was upset about Alex. She knew Dana's party was this weekend and Alex was probably going to have sex with her again. The thought of Alex with another girl made her want to cry, but she knew she just had to face the facts.

After a quick breakfast and a shower, Olivia went through her closet and chose a pair of shorts and a tank top. She planned on wearing light make-up and putting her hair in a ponytail. She knew she wasn't dressed to impress, but she felt as if they were really her family they'd love her regardless. When she had finished her bangs, she heard the doorbell start to ring.

"Mom! Did you forget your key?" Olivia shouted as she made her way over there. Whoever it was didn't respond, so Olivia decided to check the peephole. As soon as she saw who it was, she flung the door open as quickly as she could..

"Lex!" she said excitedly. "What are you doing here?"

"I decided to pay you a visit," Alex told her and they both just smiled at each other before Olivia took her hand and led her to the living room sofa.

"From New Jersey?" Olivia asked. "It's not like you're a five minute drive away like you were before. And what about Dana's party?"

"What about Dana's party?" Alex asked. "Dana isn't my priority and she's definitely not the girl I love. Even if we're not a couple, I'm still in love with you and I still want to be there for you."

"I love you," Olivia said and started to kiss Alex. As she tried to lay her down, Alex began squirming and gently pushing Olivia away.

"Babe, as much as I love making out with you, I really can't get my clothes wrinkled."

"Why?" Olivia asked.

"Because we are going to a Benson family gathering," Alex said. "It's for Meredith Benson, in particular."

"So?"

"So," Alex began. "Your grandmother prides herself on appearance. As much as your mom likes to deny it, she grew up the daughter of a Wall Street executive. Their house looks like it belongs in Better Homes & Gardens. They have three Ivy League alumnae daughters. Norma graduated from Princeton, Eleanor from Harvard, and your mom from Columbia. My mom told me that Meredith always told her girls that it's what's on the outside that counts. It doesn't matter if you have character because character is only for girls who aren't fortunate enough to be beautiful. She wanted perfection from herself, from her home, but especially from her girls. I'm telling you, the woman is intense and there's no way I'm letting you meet her alone. My mom is best friends with Norma, so I've seen your aunt and your grandma quite a bit. They've known me since I was a baby and if they see you show up with me, they'll go easier on you."

"Alex, you're scaring me," Olivia said.

"Good. Now, you have to change your clothes," Alex told her. "I'm not letting you show up in denim shorts and a tank top."

Alex and Olivia spent the next half an hour going through Olivia's closet before they finally found something. It was a baby blue dress that stopped just above her knee. Alex then removed the rubber band from Olivia's hair and let it hang in loose waves.

"You look beautiful," Alex told her. She was going to kiss her, but then she remembered she should try to avoid smudging Olivia's lipstick. On top of that, she could never just kiss Olivia once without wanting to kiss her for hours at a time.

"I love you," Olivia said to Alex when they were in her car.

"I love you, too," Alex responded and kissed Olivia's hand.

Alex had to give Olivia a pep talk before they got off of the car. She had been excited about meeting her family all week, but now that the moment was actually here, she felt as if she was betraying her mom.

"You're not betraying her," Alex insisted. "Your mom never forbade you to see your family. She just chose not to see them herself."

"But she doesn't know I'm here," Olivia pointed out.

"Olivia, 19 years is a very long time to go without seeing her parents and her sisters. Maybe if she finds out that you're making an effort, she'll make an effort as well."

"You obviously don't know her," Olivia said and sank down in the passenger seat. Alex got off the car, headed to Olivia's side and opened the door.

"Olivia Benson, if you don't get out of this car right now, I'll undo your seatbelt and drag you in that house," Alex said in a very stern tone of voice.

"I'm going to get out of the car," Olivia insisted. "Although, for entertainment's sake, I'm tempted to have you drag me."

"Babe," Alex groaned. She made her way up the entryway to the front door and rang the bell. She had assumed Olivia was right behind her, but when she turned around Olivia was standing in the driveway.

"Alexandra," Mrs. Benson said when she opened the door. "It's so good to see you."

"Happy birthday, Mrs. Benson," Alex said. "I'm sorry my mother couldn't attend, but I've brought someone I'd like you to meet."

"Olivia?" Alex called out and motioned for her to approach them.

"Oh my Lord," Mrs. Benson said when Olivia had finally made her way to the door. "Oh my Lord."

"This is Olivia," Alex said.

"Happy birthday, Mrs. Benson," Olivia said politely. "I'm pleased to meet you."

"None of this Mrs. Benson nonsense," she said and pulled Olivia in for a hug. "It's grandma to you, young lady."

"Okay...Grandma," Olivia said hesitantly. She noticed that her grandmother was crying, which made her start to tear up.

"I missed out on so many years with you," she told Olivia. "But I'm glad Serena is finally letting me see you. You were my first grandchild and it bothers me that Serena was stubborn for so long."

"She doesn't know I'm here," Olivia admitted.

"So you had to sneak over here?" Mrs. Benson asked and Olivia nodded. "You truly are Serena's daughter."

"It's something I take pride in," Olivia said.

"Come on, girls," Mrs. Benson told Olivia and Alex. "I need to make the rounds with my granddaughter."

When Olivia entered the house, she saw that it was everything she had expected and more. Alex was right, it did look like it belonged in a magazine. There was a vase of freshly cut flowers, a piano, and family photos on the walls. Three clusters of photos stood out to Olivia. Above each cluster was a framed embroidery of each of their daughter's names. Olivia made her way over to the cluster of photos labeled "Serena Lucille." She had never seen any of these photos before. In fact, she had never seen any photos of her mom before college that weren't yearbook photos or photos of her with Olivia and Lorraine.

"Is this her prom photo?" Olivia asked as she pointed to a picture of her mom in a formal dress with a young man who looked a lot like Peter.

"Senior prom," Mrs. Benson told her granddaughter. "She went with a young man named Peter Moretti. He used to live next door to us. He was in love with her but she always saw him as a friend."

"Not anymore," Olivia said and started smiling. "She's engaged to him now."

"Serena is engaged?" Mrs. Benson asked, surprised. "My daughter Serena?"

"As of last night," Olivia said matter-of-factly.

"You need to talk to that mother of yours," Mrs. Benson told her. "Every time I call her, she hangs up. It's the same thing when Norma and Eleanor try. I can't even call her and congratulate her on her engagement."

"I'll try," Olivia said. She'd have liked to say she would convince her mom to make amends, but she knew that was almost impossible.

Mrs. Benson led her over to the couch and handed Olivia a photo album. "It took me years to come to terms with how you were conceived and I regret every harsh comment I ever made to Serena," Mrs. Benson began. "And I can't even imagine how confused you must be about your roots so I made you this about a year ago in hopes that I'd someday be able to give it you. I want you to know that you're our girl, you're a Benson and only a Benson."

Olivia tried to fight the tears as her grandma gave her another hug. When she opened the photo album, she saw that the first photos dated back to the turn of the century.

"That's your great-great-grandmother as a young girl with her mother, your great-great-great grandmother Ellie," Mrs. Benson told her. "They lived in the Arizona before it even became a state. When I was a child, Ellie would tell me stories about the Old West and real cowboys. In the photo next to that one is your great-great-great-grandfather. He was a sheriff and he told me that he had met Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday"

"That's so cool!" Olivia said excitedly.

"Is this you?" Alex asked when she saw a picture of a young woman in the 1940s.

"That's me during my first year at Wellesley," Mrs. Benson responded.

"You look just like Olivia there," Alex said.

"Now you know where she gets her good looks from," Mrs. Benson told her. "I'll keep this on top of the coffee table so you won't forget to take it home with you. We should go to the dining room now so you can meet your grandpa and your aunts. All the kids are outside. I'll introduce you to them later, although I know you've already met Logan."

Olivia nervously followed her grandmother to the dining room with Alex in tow.

"There's someone I would like you all to meet," Mrs. Benson announced. "This is Olivia, my long lost granddaughter."

"Your long lost granddaughter?" Norma asked. "Do we have a sibling you didn't tell us about, Mother? I know she can't be Serena's daughter."

"Norma Jean!" Mrs. Benson said and shot her eldest daughter a dirty look.

"I was only teasing, Mother," Norma said in her own defense.

"I'm pleased to meet you," Norma said coldly to Olivia. "I wish I would have known more about you, but your mother insisted on never speaking to us again."

"Maybe she never wanted to speak to you because you called her a slut instead of believing that she was raped," Olivia suggested. "Ever think of that?"

Olivia expected a scolding, but everyone was too shocked to say anything, including Alex.

"Well, she's definitely Serena's daughter," Eleanor said and started smiling. "Come here, sweetheart."

Olivia did as she was told and her aunt Eleanor gave her a hug.

"It's nice to finally meet you," Olivia told her.

"Likewise," Eleanor said. "Where's my Sare Bear?"

"Who?" Olivia asked.

"My Serena," Eleanor told her. "She'll be here, won't she?"

"She wouldn't dare show her face here," Norma told her sister. Olivia looked at her aunt Norma in disgust. She couldn't believe a nice boy like Logan could come from her.

"She isn't coming," Olivia said.

"She will when she's ready," Eleanor told her sister. "And she just isn't ready yet."

"How do you know Alexandra?" Norma asked Olivia. "I'd imagine Serena wouldn't let you spend any time with Deborah's daughter."

"She's fine with it," Olivia said coldly. "And Alex and I don't just spend time together. She's my girlfriend."

"That's wonderful," Eleanor told Alex and Olivia. "I'm happy for you girls."

"Thank you," Alex said, still in shock.

"Thank you for attending, Olivia," Mr. Benson said. "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the room."

And just like that, he had left. Olivia didn't get a hug or any type of acknowledgment other than that brief statement. She was starting to realize why her mom had stopped talking to her family all those years ago. She knew Eleanor still cared about her and Mrs. Benson seemed to have changed over the years but Mr. Benson and Norma were just as her mom had always described.

"We'll catch up later, sweetheart," Eleanor said to Olivia. "I'm sure you want to meet your cousins."

Olivia gave her Aunt Eleanor one more hug before going outside with her grandma. Her cousins all ranged in age from 8-18 and they all had so many questions for Olivia, especially the younger ones. Even though she was ecstatic, it was all so overwhelming. Up until last week, she thought she had no family whatsoever and now she was spending time outside with seven of her cousins. She was so grateful for Logan and the fact that he had convinced her to take a chance and meet her family. After everyone was acquainted, Alex and Logan sat down under the patio with the rest of the teens while Olivia joined her younger cousins in a game of freeze tag. Alex couldn't stop smiling when she saw Olivia running around with the kids. Olivia was having as much fun as the kids were and Alex started to think about how Olivia would be as a mom.

"Liv!" Logan shouted out. "I wanna show you something."

Olivia told the kids she'd be back and she left to follow Logan and Alex.

"Where are we going?" Olivia asked.

"Your mom's room," Logan responded. "You have to see it for yourself. It's like taking a time machine to 1970."

Olivia approached a closed door with a wooden peace sign on it. Above the peace sign was a paper that said "Serena's Lair" in pink lipstick.

"I'll leave you two alone for awhile," Logan said once he opened the door. "Alex told me you just became a couple again and I'm sure you want some time to talk. You can meet me in the backyard when you're ready."

"Thanks," Olivia said and gave him a hug. "For everything."

"This place is awesome," Alex said after they had shut the door behind them.

The girls looked around and saw a lava lamp, a bean bag chair, a daisy shaped rug and a canopy bed that was surrounded by beaded curtains. On the walls were pictures of Serena with Olivia and Lorraine and different quotes and phrases painted on her walls. "Keep on truckin'" was Alex's favorite even though she nor Olivia knew what it meant. Olivia liked "Smile on your brother" even though Alex thought it was kind of sexist. They both started laughing when they saw the sign above the doorway, leading out of the room, that said, "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here..." On another side of the wall, scribbled in crayon were different messages from Olivia and Lorraine that the girls assumed were drunken messages. One said, "Sare, you're a tramp. No, really, you are. Love, Lorraine" and the other one said, "Fuck South High. NHS Class of '70 is fab. Love, Olivia, Your best friend that you love more than Lorraine because Lorraine loves Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds more than she loves us." Underneath that was a message written by Serena that said, "I love my two courtesans. So fab. Yowza."

"My goal in life is to someday be that drunk. That's quite an accomplishment," Alex teased and Olivia started smiling.

"I honestly don't think they were drunk," Olivia told her. "Those three were just weird."

Alex grabbed Olivia by the hand and lead her to the bed. The two of them opened the beaded curtains and Alex laid down on top of Olivia.

"I want to ask you something," Alex said.

"What?"

"Did you mean what you said in the dining room about me being your girlfriend?"

"Maybe," Olivia teased. She took her class ring off of her finger and slipped it on to Alex's.

"Babe," Alex said softly and started kissing Olivia. "This is real, right? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"No, it's real," Olivia said as she began running her fingers through Alex's hair. "I want us to be a couple again. I love you, Alex, and I don't want us to ever be broken up again."

"I'm never going to do anything to hurt you again," Alex promised.

"Same here," Olivia told her. She reversed their positions so that Alex's body was beneath hers. Olivia started to unbutton Alex's blouse and place delicate kisses on her chest.

"I've been waiting forever to do this," Olivia admitted as Alex lifted up Olivia's dress and started feeling her already wet girlfriend.

"Aren't you afraid of wrinkling your clothes?" Olivia teased.

"Screw it. I can take them off," Alex said. "How often am I going to have sex with my girlfriend in a canopy bed surrounded by beaded curtains?"