Linda raised an eyebrow with suspicion. "That was random." But then again, when wasn't her husband the crazy detective up to something?

"Who's Erin?" Lizzie questioned.

"Danny's sister. She's a lawyer, an Assistant District Attorney to be exact."

"Okay, but I thought you needed someone to convict before you started talking about giving a witness stand.."

"It's a personal visit. They're very close."

"What does that have to do with me? I'm just the stupid kid you have to babysit until you dump me off. It was a mistake coming here. I thought the Commissioner would be able to help me bring justice to my parents. Now I'm all alone." Lizzie dumped herself down on one of the chairs in the waiting room, realizing she had nowhere to go. Linda crossed her arms.

"The NYPD does everything they can to bring justice. There are 35,000 cops in the city. You're not alone. Once you have Danny Reagan on your side you're guaranteed results." This caused Lizzie to laugh. She had the same smile and laugh as Erin. Linda noticed the similarities but she wasn't really sure of what to make of the situation. She had to wait for the DNA results to get back from the lab. She had the feeling Danny was up to something but she didn't know what yet.

"I have to go work, but you can go get a coffee or something from the lounge and just chill here for a while."

"I hate coffee." Lizzie said for what seemed like the millionth time.

"Then a bottled water then, hydration is key." Linda smiled, before walking away.

Lizzie slumped back, watching the nurses run down the hall as her only source of entertainment, oh well, that one guy nurse was kind of cute.

Danny Reagan had been a detective for almost twenty years, and he seemed to get better at figuring out who the bad guys were, and always liked a good mystery. It was weird, how sometimes the person you thought could never be involved was actually the reason for everything.

He cruised down the road towards the District Attorney's office. There were a million different thoughts running through his mind. He knew he sounded crazy- that this random girl from Chicago could be his sister's daughter was a bit ridiculous... but it made sense. Erin's senior year she skipped her prom so she could move out to her college earlier. That struck as odd... she came back for her graduation, mainly because she was valedictorian and had to give a speech, and then she disappeared again.

Something about that always struck Danny as odd. Maybe it was the fact that his mother wouldn't let him go with to visit and that everytime she was brought up the subject was immediately shut down.

He didn't know what he was going to do. He thought about point blank asking her, but she would tell him like she usually did that he did not have enough evidence. So he needed evidence.

He now had Lizzie's DNA, now all he needed to do was get Erin's so that the two could be compared. If they matched he had his first piece of evidence.

Danny stopped at a street vendor by Erin's building to get two cups of coffee. He then walked to her building.

"Hey sis." Danny greeted when he opened her door.

"I don't have anything for you on that case yet." Erin said, dropping the pen that she was clicking absentmindedly.

"I know, but I figured you could use a cup of coffee."

"How sweet. What do you want Danny?" Erin said, not buying it.

"Wow." Danny scoffed. "All I did was buy you a cup of coffee and this is the thanks I get."

"Alright alright." Erin said, sipping the coffee. Danny waited until she put her lips on the cup before grabbing the cup back.

"I've decided you're not worthy of this coffee. I'll give it to my favorite sibling instead... Jamie." Danny said, rushing out before Erin could question him.

He drove back to the lab where the DNA analysis on Lizzie was being done. He of course gave the sample of Erin's DNA as well. He knew he would have to wait a few hours for

the results, so he was ready to relax when his phone rang.

"Reagan." He answered.

"Danny we've got a lead in this case and I need you to get down here." Jackie started.

"Jack... this thing I'm looking into for my dad..." He tried.

"I just need a couple hours... please Danny." Jackie begged. Danny couldn't say no to his partner... he would rather have her for a sister than Erin.

"Alright alright I'm on my way." He hung up before dialing Jamie.

"Listen I need a favor." Danny started.

"Yeah?" Jamie answered.

"I need you to get some analysis papers from the DNA lab and bring them to Linda at the hospital."

"Why me?"

"Cause they're personal and I don't want anyone seeing them." Danny answered logically. The actual reason was that he figured Linda would get mad at him if he left Lizzie there- so he would have Jamie take her... for now.

Jamie sighed. "Okay. I'll be there."

"Thanks little brother. You're the best."

Jamie sighed. He hung up, looking over at Renzulli, looking eagerly at the rookie cop. "I have to go do something for my brother."

Renzulli laughed. "Of course... your brother makes you do all the dirty work."

Lizzie was bored out of her mind. There was literally nothing interesting going on in this hospital. She was at least hoping for some drama between the doctors... okay, so she watched a little too much Grey's... but that was irrelevant.

"I'm here!" Another voice, male this time, and a slam of the double doors. Lizzie saw that this guy was hot. He wore the NYPD uniform. He was one hot cop...

And his tag read Reagan...

Anotha one?

He talked to one of the nurses before Linda showed up and grabbed the papers out of his hands. She studied them before whispering something to him and they both looked over at Lizzie. Lizzie blushed, pretending to pick at her nails, like she hadn't been watching them the whole time.

"Are you sure?" She heard him say to Linda.

"Look at this, all we need to do know is confront her?"

Oh great... confrontation...

This woman leaves behind a suffering child.

There is none but me who can intercede,

"Hey Lizzie, I'm Jamie," her uncle held out his hand, and she shook it. She wasn't sure how she had ended up meeting another Reagan, this one number four, and yet here she was.

Jamie saw the resemblance. And he saw the results on that DNA test.

"So which Reagan are you?" Lizzie asked, smiling.

"The one who dropped out of Harvard Law to become a cop. But that's irrelevant. What's your story?"

"Uh Grandma told me to find the PC, so I did." Lizzie chuckled nervously.

She hadn't inherited her father's ugly laugh like Nicky. "Tell me about your grandmother. She must be pretty great if she knows the PC. I should know..."

"She was so sweet. She had a way of making you smile when you were at your saddest. I remember I was heartbroken because I didn't get the rule of Annie in the school musical. I got to play the role of Grace in addition to the cop that chases Annie. She told me that playing the cop was important because being a cop meant putting the people of your city before yourself. She told me she knew the police commissioner of New York as well as the fact that two of her sons were cops, her daughter was a lawyer and her youngest son was going to Harvard."

Jamie smiled. This kid was his niece. He knew it. He slung an arm around Lizzie. "Something tells me you won't be alone anymore."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"We found your family... your biological one." Linda said, appearing out of nowhere.

"Well, what are we waiting for? I'm already 18, I might as well retire now."

"Uh... Lizzie..." Jamie started, stopping her before she could get up.

"What?" She said, not figuring out the look the two of them were giving her.

"You're a Reagan." Linda started.

Lizzie's jaw dropped. This meant she was related to everyone she had met in this crazy adventure. She was related to Danny and Linda and Jamie and the PC...

That's why her grandmother sent her there! Everything made sense then.

"Wait a minute, if I'm a Reagan, then who are my parents?" Linda and Jamie looked at each other, probably debating whether or not to tell her. "Well?" She motioned, waiting for a response.

"Let's go Liz..." Jamie said, standing up. Lizzie followed him, waving to Linda as they walked towards the elevator.

"What is the big deal? Is Danny my dad? What?" Lizzie grunted, frustrating no one was answering.

"Well, there were four of us. There's me, Danny, Erin..." he paused, "and my brother Joe. He was shot and killed in the line of duty. He was a cop as well.." Jamie and Lizzie were now on the sidewalk, walking alongside the streets of NYC. Lizzie had absolutely no idea where they were going, but at this point she wasn't really surprised. She had been thrown around again.

"Am I Joe's kid? What am I missing?" Lizzie tried.

"I just... I never expected this to come out of the blue. I never expected your mother of all people to have a secret like this..." Jamie said, running his hand through his hair. The two of them met up with a fatter cop leaning against a wall eating a donut.

"Is this what Danny sent you to do?" He asked before taking another bite out of his donut.

"She's my niece." Jamie defended, smiling at Lizzie. She smiled back. At least he seemed proud of the fact. "I'm going to take her to the District Attorney's offic-" Suddenly his radio started buzzing and the two cops shared a look.

"I'll just get a taxi... it's okay..." Lizzie said. The two looked unsure.

"You guys go do your job, save people. I'll be fine."

Erin loved her job. Being a lawyer gave her the opportunity to serve the law while not being a cop. It was great.

The door opened and Erin rolled her eyes when she saw that it was Danny again. If he was had more coffee in his hands.. "Sis. I need to talk to you." He said, standing with his arms crossed in front of her desk. Erin leaned back in her chair and glared at him. He looked serious... and pissed.

"Where were you on September 14th 1992?" He questioned, and he noticed Erin's eyebrows drop for a split second. Confirmed.

"In college. Studying law." Erin quivered.

"Are you sure sis? That you weren't in a hospital giving birth to a baby girl?" Danny angrily pulled out a folder. He stuck Lizzie's senior picture in front of her next to Erin's picture and stuck the DNA results in the middle of them.

Erin was shocked. "Danny I can explain-"

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me you had a daughter! She was my niece. I could've helped you raise her! Linda and I would have taken her in! You didn't have to give her up for adoption!"

"That's not why I did it Danny!" Erin bit back.

"What was your reasoning then?" Danny pushed.

"I needed to protect her!"

"Protect her from what? She was born into a family of cops, one of them the Police Commissioner! What couldn't we protect her from?"

Erin was about to respond when her door opened, revealing her secretary and a girl, who blushed at being looked at. "Excuse me Ms. Reagan. This girl was standing at the door listening, quite intently I might add." Lizzie smiled nervously as the secretary shut the door behind her. Erin's eyes widened as she rose up slowly from her chair and walked over to the girl.

Erin stared, blinking. The girl appeared to be about 16, with long brown hair that ran halfway down her back. She had it pulled back in a french braid messily, like bothering to fix it wasn't worth the hassle. She wore a plaid shirt and jeans among worn black sneakers. Studying her facial features, she saw her own eyes, but that nose.

Erin closed her eyes. They were his.

"You're Erin right? Otherwise this will be more awkward than it already is." Lizzie questioned, feeling the pressure of Erin's eyes studying her.

Erin looked like her. She wore the same cold expression she did, with the same cold eyes.

"It's a personal visit." That's what Danny had called it. It wouldn't be personal if she wasn't related to Erin in some way, shape, or form. But Danny was Erin's sister... so that means she's related to him too. And the police commissioner as well.

Erin, now in shock, turned back to Danny. "Francine... that's what I was going to name my daughter. It's not really Irish- "

"My name is Elizabeth Marie, but I go by Lizzie."

"Well at least they kept your middle name." Erin mumbled. It was so hard for her to get the words out of her mouth. She choked up and feared she was going to lose it. This was a lot to take in...

Lizzie looked at the woman standing in front of her. She took a deep breath.

"Ms. Reagan, I'm your daughter."