"Why do you want to donate your liver?"

Casey rubbed her eyes and sighed, "I've answered that five different ways to mars..."

The blonde psychiatrist blinked unflinchingly at Casey, "One more time then."

Casey leaned back and closed her eyes, "I... I saved her in Company and then, and then this?"

"So..."

The Psychiatrist looked down and back up, but before she could continue Casey interrupted. "Not like that. I'm not trying to... move in, or be the hero, or, or whatever. It can be anonymous right?"

The Psychiatrist nodded, "Of course, but I know that Natalia and Olivia will want to know who saved their daughter's life. Are they paying you?"

"No." Casey raised an eyebrow, "For the fourth time."

"Leah..."

Rafe glanced over at Remy and back to where he was looking. He was toast. He'd stayed up for too long on too many nights in a row. And last night had been... the best in a long time despite his sleep deprivation. "Leah..."

Remy was sure that his niece wouldn't have missed meeting him. That she wasn't just caught up in something else. Rafe couldn't deal with being cooped up at Cedars, dreading what would happen to Emma. Last he'd heard they'd found someone who was a match. He hoped it was true, and that he would give his liver without his mother or Olivia having to do anything illegal.

Remy'd managed to convince Rafe, Daisy, Christina and Dinah to help him look for his niece. It felt like they'd been all over the town. They were in the Olivia Spencer Memorial park. He touched the plaque that his father had gotten made for his... whatever the hell Olivia was to him. He let the sign drop back to its place and walked across and back out of the gazebo. He nearly tripped over her.

A gasp jumped to his throat and he yelled to those closest. "Remy, Dinah..."

Everyone came running as Rafe knelt down next to Leah. He could see Dinah on the phone as he poked at Leah's neck. He jumped back when she rolled onto her back and groaned. Remy got there just as Rafe moved to one side, leaned over and lost what little breakfast he'd had all over Dinah's shoes.

Dinah stared down at Rafe as she handed the phone to Remy. "Talk medical to them. What is this town coming to, Company, Josh, Emma, now Mel's kid, my shoes?"

Rafe leaned against the gazebo. "Sorry."

Dinah shook her head, "Least your projectile vomit didn't hit my clothes. Puke smell never seems to come out of my silk shirts."

"Lillian, you know I simply want to thank him, whoever has given my daughter this amazing gift."

"I'm sorry Olivia, you know that I can't tell you. I would if I could."

Olivia shook her head, "Well, I've already narrowed down those who would actually do it." She sighed and left Lillian alone at the nurses' station. She sat down next to Natalia in the galacticly uncomfortable waiting chairs. Their hands were drawn together like magnets and they just sat there silent for quite a while. They didn't need to speak, they could both tell that the other was utterly terrified about what was happening to Emma in the OR.

It could have been a few minutes or a few hours, but it was Olivia who finally broke the silence, "I'm sorry."

Natalia didn't move for a moment that seemed to stretch and stretch. Olivia sometimes felt as though she was always apologizing, and in the back of her mind was the niggling thought that maybe one day Natalia would just walk away because she would figure out that all the 'change' that Natalia had helped bring about was just a thin film that was barely holding back the unworthy bitch of a woman that she really was.

Olivia was just about to speak again, though she had no idea what she'd say, when Natalia spoke softly. "My Mama and Father have been married for thirty five years. They met in high school and were married months after they graduated. Over all these years there has always been one constant. He's never been there. For me, for my little brother... Ever." Natalia let go of Olivia, pulling into herself, "I understand that you've doing this for nine years, being a mother, and that you have as many issues as... as..."

"National Geo?"

"Uh, you mean Rolling Stone?" Olivia bit her bottom lip to keep from smiling and let Natalia continue. "I do too. But, in my eighteen years as a mother I've only really figured out one thing. It doesn't matter if you screw up or get it right, all that matters is if you're there and you love him... or her."

Olivia gripped Natalia's hand again and her entire body relaxed as the younger woman didn't pull away. "So, to review, just be there. Check. Less sarcasm, check. No making jokes in times of stre... mmmphhh..." Olivia smiled through Natalia's hand.

The smile disappeared as Rick practically came shooting out of the hallway that led to the ORs. Before either woman could even stand he threw up a hand. He was already by them by the time he spoke over his shoulder. "It's not Emma..."

Neither woman knew what to do or where to go. Their cell phones rang at nearly the same time, Take That's 'Rule the World' clashing with Bach/Gounod's 'Ave Maria'.

Both women answered, "Olivia Spencer."

"Hello."

"No, no, American, they have to be American, okay, okay, yes Cornus florida, not Cornus mas." Olivia sighed, "Yes, I do know the difference."

"White, no, it can't be white." Natalia pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yes, thank you, can I talk to you tomorrow, I know it's a hard color, but I have faith in you. Thank you."

Both women closed their phones. "The real world."

"Should we put it off, our ceremony? Because of... everything?"

Natalia threaded her arm through Olivia's and leaned her head against Olivia's shoulder. "No, I mean, if Emma's still not okay, or if... Is it selfish of me to say no?"

Olivia chuckled, "Natalia Rivera, you don't have a selfish bone in your body."

"No."

Olivia blinked, "Uh. I didn't ask you a question. That was a statement of fa..."

"No, I don't want my parents there, or my little brother." She hugged Olivia closer, "You, Em, Rafe and the rest of this crazy town is all the family I need."

Olivia looked like she wanted to say something more, but instead she wrapped her arms around Natalia and they waited.

Frank stared at his board. The SFPD never used a board, there were deaths sure, attacks, even kidnappings, but in less than a business week hell had come to Springfield. Company had blown up, Alan was shot at, Josh and Reva's heads bashed in on the side of the road by someone wielding a baseball bat. The forensic guys had figured that out. Then they'd found out that the mushroom's on Emma's pizza had been poisonous death caps, and of course the most recent attack. Leah Bauer. Little Leah, who now had a burr hole in her head and no hair left, though she was still alive.

Everything was spiraling out of control and none of it made any sense.

Mallet entered, his son strapped into a front pack. Henry was all smile for his grandpa, but Henry's father looked like he'd barely gotten an hour of sleep in the past couple of days.

"Emma's in surgery. Rick's with Leah. No one else is dead or hurt that I know of."

"Do know who the donor is? Phillip, Sam, Ava?"

Mallet let Henry take possession of and intensely study his fingers. Spinning his father's ring around. "Casey."

"You're kidding."

"Nope, kind of blows the case against her huh?"

Frank turned back to the board, "Only if the mushrooms, only if any of it is connected."

Doris ducked back into the hall and leaned against the wall. After a moment she pushed off and walked out the back door of the station as she dialed. It wasn't more than a couple of rings before it was picked up, "Patrick, I'm sending over... yes, yes, you'll compare them to...?" She paused, "Thank you Patrick."

"You know, this week has kinda sucked. First my Ma and Emma nearly get blown up, and Em gets all sick and now you, you're laying there all bumped and bruised. No hair, no consciousness." Rafe leaned back in his chair. "You were good, in the sea of shit that was this week." He closed his eyes, "What do you all have in common, what, what, what..."

He shook his head and stared at Leah again, "I bet you even saw who it was, you probably know who did it."

The blonde groaned as she stopped at the nurses' station, "You're still here."

Olivia looked up from her chair. Natalia was doing a poor job of faking being asleep against Olivia chest and shoulder, but Marah didn't seem to notice. "As are you. Josh awake?"

"Nope. Emma dead yet?"

Olivia felt Natalia jerk, but she did not open her eyes or speak. "No, still in the OR. Reva divorce Jeffrey yet, to be with her one true love before he dies?"

She sank into a chair across from Olivia and Natalia. "Gah, I wish." She tilted her head to one side, "You've changed."

"New heart, what's your excuse?"

"I grew up. I'm happy in Paris. Away from the craziness of Springfield." Marah glanced at Natalia and back to Olivia, "Surprised you haven't taken your new family and escaped this place too."

Olivia shrugged, "Emma has family here, her father's here."

Marah chuckled, "See, now I know that an alien has taken over your brain. True love, letting the man, the family you've never really liked, even if you've slept with half of 'em. Letting Phillip Spaulding back into your daughter's life."

Olivia shrugged, staying silent.

After a moment Marah inclined her head, "Have you seen my brother recently? He said he'd be here to sit with Dad."

The two women's eyes met and they spoke at the same time as their eyes rolled, "Dinah."

Olivia let a smile come to her face, "A few months ago, Shane, and I, and Edmund got drunk, played Rock Band."

Natalia mumbled from her spot without moving. "Not a good combo."

"Only when I play the drums. I'm perfectly safe on guitar. Nat, this is Marah Lewis, Josh and Reva's spawn, Marah, Natalia Rivera."

Natalia sat up, her back audibly popping into place. "Emma's still in surgery?"

Olivia nodded, "Leah's doing okay too. Rafe's with her, when Rick last checked on them, he said Rafe was mumbling in his sleep."

Natalia looked across at Marah, "How's Josh?"

"Better, he's still unconscious, but no swelling."

"Lewises all have hard heads." Olivia got a poke in the gut for her quip, but Marah actually chuckled. "Ow."

Marah stood, "I hope your daughter makes it out of surgery all better."

"Thank you."

Olivia stood and approached Marah. It was an awkward dance as Marah dodged one way, Olivia the other. Finally they met in a short hug. "He's a tough cuss Marah. He'll be back, bugging you to come home before you know it."