Ok so here is chapter 2, hope you enjoy :-) No Copyright Intended!
Chapter 2
Olivia Benson's Point of View
After my campaign on the news I was exhausted. Another year had passed by and there was still nothing. Even after my daughter's father passed away I didn't give up, in fact if anything it made me more determined to find her. So as I packed up my bag and headed for the door I prayed nothing came between home and me. Thankfully nothing did. The minute I got home I changed clothes and poured a glass of wine. I was just about to take a mouthful when my phone rang.
"Great." I mumbled to myself as I pulled it out.
Reading the caller ID I considered not answering. It was Amaro and I knew he had a case, or was about to spring one on me. He probably thought it was going to be a good distraction for me, so I felt obligated to answer.
"What's up Nick?" I answered.
"Liv I don't know how to say this but you need to get down here." He told me.
"Case?" I questioned.
"I guess you could call it that." He replied vaguely.
"Nick if I get down there and…." I began to protest but he cut me off.
"Liv I swear to God you need to come in. Trust me." He said.
"Ok. I will be there soon." I assured him.
Ending the call and sighing that my peaceful night in was over I went and got dressed. As soon as I was ready I headed out.
Arriving at the station nothing screamed 'we have a case'. As I made my way towards my team however they all tensed up.
"What?" I questioned, suddenly paranoid.
"Um a girl is here….." Rollins trailed off.
"Ok?" I replied confused by her lack of information.
"She claims…well insists really to be…." Rollins continued.
"She claims to be your daughter." Amaro finished for her.
"Good way to tell her guys." Fin sighed.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I suddenly felt light headed and overwhelmed.
"Liv you ok?" Amaro asked concerned.
"Where is she?" I managed to get out.
"Your office." Fin told me.
"W-What did you tell her?" I replied.
"That we would call you. We can handle this if you need a moment….."Amaro offered.
"Handle this? Nick what if she is telling the truth?" I said, getting my hopes up slightly.
Before Nick could reply my office door opened and the girl everyone was talking about emerged. She shifted uncomfortable, clearly not expecting me to have arrived.
"Um I heard talking….." She mumbled nervously.
Open mouthed I struggled to find words. I didn't know if it was my imagination or not but she looked just like me. She was slightly smaller in height but everything else was identical.
"I-I-I'm Charlotte…." She introduced.
I felt Rollins kick me from her seat. Snapping back to reality and closing my mouth I approached her.
"Hi Charlotte, I'm Olivia but everyone pretty much calls me Liv." I told her.
"People call me Charlie." Charlotte replied with a small smile.
"Charlie how about we talk in my office. Somewhere more private?" I suggested.
She nodded and allowed me to lead her inside. I closed the door behind us and offered her a seat. An awkward silence fell as I tried to think of the best way to approach the subject. As much as I dreamed of a moment like this I wasn't prepared in any way.
"I saw you on the news." Charlotte said, doing what I couldn't in breaking the silence.
"H-How did…I mean how do you know it was you?" I asked as best I could.
"The bitches…I mean the girls at school first gave me the idea." She mumbled.
I couldn't help but smile at her fear of cursing in front of me.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"They always teased me, said I was adopted but today they said I was kidnapped. They told me my real mom was on the news looking for me and that the age progression pictures looked like me." Charlotte explained.
"Ok, Charlotte I have to ask, why did you believe them?" I replied.
Her eyes filled up and despite her best efforts to stop the tears they fell anyway. She started to cry and I instinctively got up and hugged her. I could feel my own tears forming but well used to holding them back I managed to stop them.
"B-B-Because I-I-I look n-nothing like t-them a-a-and when I was w-w-watching the n-n-news my m-mom got –p-p-paranoid and tried to make m-m-me turn it off." Charlotte stuttered.
"Shhh honey, it's ok stop crying." I tried to comfort her.
It was no use she was in floods of tears and all I could do was hold her. As I continued to hold her, her phone rang. She managed to pull it out of her pocket. I caught a glimpse of the ID, it read mom.
"They are worried about you." I sighed as I slowly released her.
"W-W-What do w-we do?" She asked.
"We need a DNA test done. Would you be up for that?" I asked hesitantly.
Charlotte nodded slowly.
"D-D-Do I have to go back to them?" She mumbled.
It broke my heart seeing her so upset. In that moment I knew in my heart she was my daughter and all I wanted was to take her home, but I couldn't. If there was the slightest chance both Charlotte and myself were wrong then I would be the one kidnapping.
"Just until the results prove otherwise." I told her.
"So you believe me?" Charlotte gasped, visibly shocked.
"Yes Charlie I do." I smiled.
She grinned happily as she threw her arms around me, causing me to stumble backwards slightly.
"Then lets get that DNA test." She mumbled into my shoulder.
"Ok honey." I replied as the tears managed to sneak down my cheeks.
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