Olivia couldn't move. She knew she had to, her daughter was counting on her, Natalia was counting on her, she was counting on herself, but she just couldn't. It was all too much.

Arms surrounded Olivia and she leaned back into them. A soft male voice spoke, "She'll be okay, and be the perfect flower girl for your wedding."

"Ava called you."

"Yeah, your phone call freaked her out. 'Ava, Emma's in the hospital. Gotta go.'" Olivia turned in her brother's arms and buried her head in his shoulder. No tears came, she was past tears. She just sat there and held on for dear life to her brother.

Finally Sam groaned. He'd been crouched down for too long. Olivia let him go and he pulled over the other kitchen chair. He didn't let go of her hand though. "Why are you here big sis? Why aren't you with Em? You love that girl more than anything. Please, talk to me Liv."

Olivia sighed, "I was nothing before Emma. Gus' heart let me... finish my journey, but it started the second I saw Emma's face. Maybe even before that when I found out I was pregnant. To think that... Alan Spaulding... provided me with the best thing that's ever happened in my life. I went from just wanting, wanting, wanting things, to wanting to give Emma everything and anything she could ever want, even if that meant that I was poor and pathetic on the side of the road. What... what if?"

"Gah..." Sam tapped his older sister in the middle of her chest, "You've never given yourself enough credit. How 'bout when Marah was a teenager, you saved her from being raped. Or when you saved Harley, and despite what this... horrible town thinks, you are no different than any of them. None of the Coopers, or Lewises, or Shaynes are any better than you. Got that big sis."

He yanked his sister to her feet, "So, we're going to go back to the hospital, and we will deal with whatever crap Springfield throws at us, as a family."

"Wait."

"Liv.."

Olivia closed her eyes and shook her head, "No, the Pizza. I came home for the pizza. Rick thinks it has something to do with... everything."

"Then we'd better remember the pizza."

Doris let her office phone ring, and ring, and ring. Her assistant was on vacation, and she hadn't gotten around to finding a temp. If it was important, they'd storm in here personally, otherwise, she was going to be depressed about her life and let it go to voicemail. Finally, it stopped ringing.

It was a short reprieve as her cell phone rang the beginning of Rex Tremendae. She stared at it for one ring, another, and then finally flipped it open. "Doris Wolfe." She closed her eyes, "Buzz, I... what? Buzz, I'm the Mayor, I can't just..."

Doris listened in silence as Buzz talked. She'd already decided to do as Buzz asked, but Buzz seemed to need to go off on her, so she let him. Her last night hadn't been awesome, but Buzz's last few days had been horrible too. Finally, she got bored, "Buzz, shut up for a second. I'll be there, I just have some things to finish here, I'll be there."

She listened for another moment to Buzz's good-bye and with a farewell of her own, hung up.

"What are you doing back in Springfield Cyrus?"

Cyrus crossed his arms over his chest. It was only Frank and Cyrus in an empty exam room. "Cleaning out the last of my brother's things."

"How is Grady?"

Cyrus' lip curled, "You know he's not alive, not that any of Springfield's... boys in blue... care. You won't even tell me where the shallow grave is."

"It's an ongoing investigation Cyrus. So, you found Josh and Reva."

Cyrus leaned against the bed in the room. "So what Frank. You can check my rental's GPS, check the car in general, my person, my luggage. I didn't hurt them, I had no reason to hurt them."

"Cyrus."

Cyrus put a hand up, "I just want to get Grady's things and leave this wretched town far, far, behind. I'm here 'til tomorrow afternoon."

"Natalia." Olivia was back in the hospital, and had handed off the pizza to Rick before she tracked down Natalia in the hospital's chapel.

Natalia stood and stalked down the aisle towards Olivia. She put a finger dead center on Olivia's chest. Her voice started at a normal volume, but by the end of her tirade, she was yelling so loud that even Lillian at the nurses' station could hear her. "You have to be there. It's not funny, it's not cute. I don't know what changed you, you're not a chicken shit, not the Olivia Spencer I know, I love. You fought for my son, you've taken on Alan Spaulding, Phillip, you've taken on at least 99% of this sorry town at one point or another, hell, you've taken on death and laughed at the bony fucker... twice. And this, this trips you... your daughter?" Natalia took a breath, she was getting light headed. "Your daughter is freaking out and God damnit if you aren't there for her, she WILL die."

Her voice went from loud to nothing in less than a breath as she continued, "If you're not there, maybe I don't really know you."

Natalia gently pushed Olivia to one side and exited the chapel. Olivia didn't turn, didn't follow her, she barely breathed and didn't move at all.

"Oh..."

Casey smirked and took a step back. Doris had plowed into her while intently staring at her smart phone. "You know, there are lots of better uses for your thumbs."

Doris frowned at the younger woman. "How old are you anyway, shouldn't you be the one with a phone surgically attached to your ear, or hands?"

Casey shrugged, "Here to get tested?"

Doris nodded, "I heard Phillip wasn't a match. I'd pay to see his reaction to that. Phillip Spaulding not able to help one of his daughters. Trust me, not a pretty sight." She glanced down at her phone as a text came in, and back to Casey. "Why are you here?"

Casey gestured to the front where Buzz, Ava, and Ashlee were standing. "I walked in the door of your house as your daughter was on the phone with Buzz, and she dragged me with her."

"You've gotten tested?"

"They're doing all their magic prognostication on my sample as we speak. And, by the death glare your daughter's giving you, I think you're up."

"For-forgive me father, for I..." The tears she had been holding since that morning poured forth. Father Ray came out of his side of the confessional and led Natalia to a pew.

"What happened Natalia?"

Natalia shook her head as she wiped away the tears. She couldn't keep up. Finally she just spoke through them. "Her daughter is lying in a hospital bed dying and I... I swore at her, berated her, I walked out on her wh-wh-when she needs me the most."

"Did she deserve it?"

"Wh-what?"

"Did she need to hear what you had to say?"

"I..." Natalia sat totally silent. "I don't know."

Father Ray started over, "What happened?"

"Emma is very sick. Her liver... she needs a liver transplant because she's in, in liver failure. Olivia... she, she just left the hospital to get the pizza Emma ate. I... when she got back I lit into her. I-I..." Natalia stared at the ground under the pew. "I told her that if she wasn't there for Emma, that Emma'd die. How could I say that Father, it's... it's horrible." Natalia looked back up. "What should I do?"

"Go back to the hospital, talk to her, be with Emma."

"No, I mean."

Father Ray nodded, "I know what you meant Natalia." He put a hand on her shoulder, "This is not a time for Hail Mary's and candles."

Natalia colored a little, "I swore and took God's name in vain."

Father Ray had to bite his tongue so a single chuckle didn't escape. "After all this is done, after Emma is driving you up a wall recovering. After, I will hear your confession. Talk to her. Or, just be there with her."

"Wow, you suck as a mother."

Olivia turned in the pew she'd installed herself in. "Marah?" Marah slid into the pew next to Olivia, bumping her in the process, "What are you doing here?"

"You weren't at the Company party huh?" Olivia shook her head, "Came over for that, to see my family... Got a call from the hospital this morning. My Mom and Dad are here."

Marah trailed off and pinched the bridge of her nose. Olivia put an arm around the younger woman. "Reva and Josh? What happened?"

Marah shook her head. "You just had to be here, I couldn't have just come into the chapel and... and..." Marah closed her eyes for a moment and a strangled cry came from her. She shrugged off Olivia's arm and slid to the end of the pew, as far away from Olivia as she could get. "Why are you being nice, I was only ever horrible to you, and you were only ever..."

"What... happened Marah?"

"Someone beat the living shit out of my Mom and Dad. My father..."

It didn't seem possible, but even more color drained from Olivia's face. "Josh?"

Marah wiped at her eyes and nodded, "He got the worst of it. No brain stuff they think, but so many broken bones that I zoned out halfway through the list."

"And Reva?"

"Mom just got a bash to the head. Mild concussion. What's your lame excuse. My Mom and Dad are adults and currently unconscious or asleep, but your kid is down the hall, probably begging for her mother. You suck as a mother."

"You don't..." There was no anger left in Olivia's body. "You don't know."

"They took my blood."

Olivia frowned over at her former step-daughter. "What?"

"Everyone in town is coming through the phlebotomist's rooms, seeing if they're a close enough tissue match so your daughter can live. So, see... you suck." She stood. "I need to get back to my Dad."

"I... once Emma's in surgery, may I... stop by his room?"

Marah paused, after a long few moments she finally shrugged. "Sure, why not."

"Ava, take a breath, hey, Sam's here.."

Sam and Ava hugged like they were in the middle of a hurricane. Sam took step back, "She'll be okay. She has your resilience Ava."

Ava shook her head, "No, no, it's Mom's."

"So... where do they tell me the results of my blood stuff?"

A smile inched onto Ava's face, "Buzz and the nurse will help you... I'm... just the cheerleader, can't you tell."

Sam leaned down and kissed his nieces' cheek. "And a brilliant one you are. She'll be okay."

Olivia looked up from the chair next to Emma's bed. No words were spoken as Natalia went to the opposite side. Olivia stood and put her hand on the pillow above Emma's sleeping head. There was not a moment's hesitation as Natalia gripped it. They stood there like that, both staring down at the young child who was still a yellowish hue.

It was Rick who broke their family time. "Natalia, Olivia..." They followed the Doctor out into the hall as Lillian went into the room. "Okay, my worst fear was right. Those four pieces of pizza she had... every one of the mushrooms on it were death caps." Natalia frowned as Olivia's free hand flew to her mouth. "Oh my God, no."

Natalia looked between Rick and Olivia, "What does that mean?"

Rick put down his clipboard, "The death cap mushroom is very poisonous. If... they've had success with alternative treatments, milk thistle, and the like, but that's when someone eats one while hiking or whatever, much less than Emma ate. Also, in Emma's case, the mushrooms have had too much time to wreak their havoc. She need's..."

He trailed off as a tech handed him a sheet of paper, "Oh..."

Olivia and Natalia's gazes glued themselves to Rick, "What is it?"

"The test... they found an amazing match for Emma."

Olivia let go of Natalia's hand and gripped Rick by the shoulders. "I will give him anything he wants, anythi..."

Rick shook his head, cutting off his friend, "That's illegal, and you don't have to, the person is in with the Psychiatrist already."

Natalia frowned, "Psychiatrist?"

Rick handed back the paper and the tech disappeared. "Uh, yes, there's a lot of risk involved for the live donor. More if you consider the fact that the donor is voluntarily getting a lobe of a perfectly good liver cut out. We also ask questions such as, do you go out and drink gallons of alcohol every night. We're also running more tests on the donor in general."

"Let me do it Rick if this person changes his mind, or if he doesn't pass this Psych stuff..."

"The donor will pass. Have faith."

Olivia sighed, "My faith is being chased by little pieces of pizza brandishing deadly mushrooms."

Rick smiled as Natalia pulled Olivia closer, "Everything will work out. The surgeon is the best we have." Olivia opened her mouth, but Rick beat her to it, "...and I'll be there with her as well."

Olivia nodded silently as Natalia spoke, "We can go back into the room, until they start prepping her?"

"Of course, of course."

Natalia led Olivia back to the room. Rick turned when a hand came down on his shoulder. "Remy?"

Remy had a frown etched on his face, "Have you seen Leah?"

Rick shook his head, "I haven't seen my daughter, not today."

"She was supposed to meet me for breakfast. Never showed. She's not answering her cell either."

"Maybe it's off?"

Remy gave his former brother-in-law a sideways look, "Uh, welcome to the twenty-first century Rick, no one turns off their phones voluntarily."

The phone ringing was an unanticipated joy to watch. The relief that there might be a way to get out of the situation she was in. It had been snuffed out as the boot came down on it. No more two year contract on that model.

The look on the little princess' face as the fists impacted the kidney, nose, solar plexus, the head, and the face over and over, and the liver. A smile with only hate in it at that one. The liver. Ironic.