Chapter 2

"Carolyn! Come on sweetie we have to go!"

O'lissa was putting things in place and was walking towards the back of her apartment to see what was taking so long. Panic came over her as she noticed the opened window and her baby was nowhere in sight.

"Carolyn! Carolyn!" She was running through her house but she was nowhere in the apartment. Fear rose in her chest . She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Where was her baby? Her phone ringing caused her to look in that direction.

She walked to the phone cautiously and picked up.

"Hello?" Not recognizing her own voice.

"Hey baby, long time. I was wondering where you disappeared to. I mean you just up and left."

O'lissa's heart sank as she realized who was on the other end of the phone. She prayed she would never hear his voice again.

"I see you kept my daughter from me, although we can't say who her daddy really is now can we? You were my best hoe and then you left me. No notice, nothing. Well now it is time for you to pay up. I see your sister is calling the shots in D.C. She smell like money and to think I'm the father of her niece. No need to find out if I'm the biological father. I don't give a fuck. What I do care about is my money, the money you caused me to lose when you up and left."

O'lissa could not believe what she was hearing. She fought hard to avoid Ralph finding her, but clearly she failed and now he had her baby. He assumed she had money because of who her sister is. That was just not the case. She had not spoken to Olivia in eight years. She didn't even know she had a niece. He thought she had money? She barely scraped by but she did not complain because she was grateful for what she did have. What was she going to do?

"Listen bitch, if you ever want to see your daughter again, you give me 2 million in 72 hours. Don't call the police. I will know I'll contact you to let you know where to meet." The phone disconnected.

O'lissa stood there for what seemed like forever. She immediately called her boss and told him she wouldn't be able to come in, lying saying her daughter was sick. She walked to her couch and dropped down as fear gripped her chest and she began to sob uncontrollably. She did not have 2 million and she felt herself slipping. She couldn't breathe, her life was in pieces. Where was her baby? She needed her baby.

She laid in the same position all day, not able to move. Her life was over. She did not have the money and didn't - Her eyes grew wide.

Carrie.

9PM Washington, D.C. - Office of Olivia Pope & Associates

Olivia and her associates were wrapping up for the night. This had been one of their less stressful days. When the phone rang, Olivia inwardly groaned. She was tired and ready to go but she picked the phone up.

"Olivia Pope."

"Carrie."

Olivia couldn't believe it. It couldn't be. She walked into her office and closed the door.

"Lissy?"

O'lissa sounded scared, in a panic. God she had yet to learn her lesson. 8 years later and nothing changed yet.

"Carrie, I need your help -

"8 years later and your story still sounds the same. Lissy, I can't right now. *phone disconnects*

Olivia sat down in her office. Well the burning question she had all these years was just answered. Her sister was in fact alive. No one knew of her, but here she was calling me again...asking for help again.

O'lissa felt that would be her sisters' initial reaction but this time was different. Ralph found her and took her baby. He of course knew Olivia Pope was her sister but he assumed wrong believing they were still in contact. Now he wanted money from here, (money she NOT have), in exchange for her daughter or he would kill them both. This time she was not going t let her sister get away with shutting her in the cold. When she arrived at her house 8 years ago beaten, bloody and high, (Ralph poured bottled of gin on her just because he could, making her reek of alcohol), she knew Carrie would help her. Only to realize she had used up one to many of her favors from Carrie. Ralph found out she was pregnant with only God knows who baby and wanted to clean up her act. She went to Carrie trying to explain but Carrie was fed up. She couldn't blame her. So she did the only thing she knew how, sold her body a few more times for the last time that night for money and brought herself a one-way ticket to Atlanta and has been here even since. The best decision she made, aside from getting clean and keeping her baby. Her sweet baby, she began to cry again. Was she hungry? Was she cold? Did they touch her? Oh God she wanted her baby back.

It was 9:30pm. It she left now she would make it to D.C. at least by 8am. She began packing clothes and ran out the house. She would make Carrie listen. Carolyn was her reason for existing. She could not, would not lose her. Carrie was her only hope at getting Carolyn back. She needed her daughter back in her arms. She hopped in her car and started the drive to D.C.

**Hopefully, I have kept you interested. This is a 2-part story, so please bare with me! I promise I will try not to disappoint.**