Ok so here is chapter 3, hope you enjoy :-) No Copyright Intended!

Chapter 3

Olivia Benson's Point of View

We headed to give our DNA samples as soon as we left the office. My team's eyes followed us as we left but they didn't say a word. I knew they were concerned so I planned on calling them as soon as I was finished.

Charlotte fell quiet during our car ride and I was left to try and make conversation. It was a new and scary situation for both of us and I wanted her to feel as comfortable as possible with me from the start.

"Charlie you can ask me anything you want." I told her as we drove.

"Ok." She whispered.

She was staring at her hands and shaking slightly as she tried to hide the fact she was nervous.

"We don't have to do this you know." I said.

"Yes we do." She mumbled.

"Are you sure, because I don't mind….." I replied but I was hoping she would agree to do the test.

"I'm sure Liv, I want to know. I need to know. I just….I don't want to get my hopes up. You know be let down." Charlotte admitted.

"I get that honey I feel the same way. I have wanted to find my daughter for 15 years and seeing you….your exactly how I imagined her." I said.

"Really?" Charlotte smiled as she finally looked up.

"Really." I assured her.

Pulling up at the hospital I felt my nerves begin to arise again. We made the short walk to the clinic in silence. After giving our samples we headed back to the car, all without saying a word. As I looked at Charlotte I knew she was praying as hard as me the results would prove her theory.

"H-H-How long do they take?" Charlotte asked as we got back into the car.

"Depends on how busy they are, I guess." I sighed.

"W-W-What if your not my mom?" Charlotte cried.

"W-W-What if I'm wrong and I am a Clarke?" She added.

I gently reached over and took her hands in mine.

"If we are wrong, which I doubt we are we can work through this. I can help you find out if you really are a Clarke and if you are at least you will have your answer." I replied.

"You would do that, even if I am nothing to you?" Charlotte questioned.

"Kind of my job." I laughed.

"Guess so." Charlotte smirked.

Just at that her phone went off again.

"Her." She sighed as she showed me her caller ID.

"Do I really have to go back? Can't I stay with you?" Charlotte begged.

I knew I was wrong and I shouldn't have done what I did, but I couldn't bring her back to the people who potentially took her from me. So I slowly nodded in agreement. As soon as I saw her grinning back at me I no longer cared about the consequences.

Arriving back at my apartment I showed Charlotte the guest room. I gave her some clothes to change into and left her to it. As she was in her room changing I took the opportunity to text the team and let them know everything was ok and I would see them as soon as I had the results. I was just hitting send when Charlotte joined me.

"Got any food?" She asked as she pulled out a seat.

"Well someone isn't shy anymore." I joked.

Charlotte blushed slightly as she laughed.

"Kids got to eat." She argued.

"Good point, what do you like?" I asked.

"Anything really." She smiled.

"Favourite?" I questioned.

"Pizza?" She suggested.

"Sounds good don't want to poison you with my cooking straight away." I replied as I tossed her my phone.

"Call the takeaway number I need to change." I told her.

By the time I returned Charlotte had moved onto the sofa. She was starting to doze off so I gave her a nudge.

"You need to eat before you sleep." I said.

"God you already sound like a mom." She huffed as she rubbed her eyes.

Thankfully the pizza man arrived shortly after and we dug in. Not realising how hungry I was neither of us stopped to talk. We had inhaled the pizza in minutes.

"I was hungry!" Charlotte laughed.

"Me too!" I replied.

I was getting up to throw out the rubbish when Charlotte got up to help. She was mid yawn when I stopped her.

"Free pass tonight, go to bed." I instructed.

She nodded and headed to her room.

"Night Liv." She called back.

"Night Charlie." I smiled as she closed the door.

I have never been as happy in my life as I cleaned up. Sleeping in my spare room was my long lost daughter, I didn't even need DNA proof to know she was mine. I finished my cleaning and was about to head to bed before stopping. I turned and headed back towards her room. Quietly opening the door I peeked in to see if she was asleep.

Sure enough the sound of her heavy breathing told me she was. I quietly walked over and pulled her duvet up before giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. The last time I had done that was the last time I saw her just before a night shift. When I returned I found my babysitter in tears and my daughter gone. It was something I relived every night in my nightmares.

I quietly left the room at that not wanting to disturb her. As I got into my own bed and closed my eyes I was surprised to awaken the next morning to my alarm blaring. I reached over to turn it off just as my bedroom door flung open.

"Do you know how to turn that off?" A bed-headed Charlotte complained.

"Yes why?" I replied.

"Because it has been going off for 15 minutes." She told me.

"First time in 15 years I needed it." I said as I slid the screen.

"Why?" Charlotte questioned.

Realisation seemed to hit her then.

"Ohhhhh…" She trailed off.

"How about breakfast now that we are both awake?" I suggested, hoping to change the subject.

"Sounds good." Charlotte smiled.

I was just about to get out of bed when my phone went off again.

"I thought you knew how to turn it off?" Charlotte smirked.

"I did…..its' the clinic." I told her as I stared at my phone.

Until next time ;-)