(Poppy's POV)

We went to bed shortly after the electrics came back on, I couldn't get to sleep and I laid in bed with my headphones in, listening to the same song over and over as if it would bore me to sleep, when my phone finally beeped to tell me that my battery was dead, I turned off my music and plugged my phone in. I sat up running my fingers through my fringe...

I went through the arch and sat at my desk, switching on the computer. It was 4am and I hadn't had any sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about that letter, those stupid results. Which I'd moved into the drawer under my desk. But I knew it was there and it was driving me crazy. I wanted to rip it open but what if I didn't like what was inside...

I had loads of downloaded 'Once Upon A Time' episodes on the computer and I plugged my headphones in to the tower. I figured I'd start from the begining. But, the first episode, the 'Pilot' was about Henry running away from Regina's house to Boston to find his birth mother Emma. It really didn't help me at all...Maybe I'd be able to sleep once I knew the truth.

I took the envelope in my hand and slid my fingers under the back taking out the letter. I took a deep breathe and unfolded the letter. I read through it.

Tom Kent is the biological father of Emily Mason.

Tom Kent is not the biological father of Poppy Mason.

Adam Fleet is not the biological father of Emily Mason.

Adam Fleet is the biological father of Poppy Mason.

Clearly the lack of sleep had made my eye sight go deranged. I didn't know whether to be happy or sad...Em wasn't my real sister which completely sucked, But at the same time that lying, abusive piece of shit that referred to himself as a man wasn't my dad. Could Adam really be my dad? Was that a good thing? Had he left me with Tom? Did he know my mum was dead? Did he even know I existed?

I didn't know what to do? I found myself feeling hurt and angry, I'd grown up without both my parents having to look after myself and my sister that wasn't even my sister. I had an idea...My hair. Kids were supposed to look like their parents right? So if I put my hair back the way it should be then maybe that'd help prove something? I had some stuff to strip the colour out of my hair, instead of doing my roots I'd just go back natural. Maybe it's clear some stuff up in my head even if it didn't help anyone else.

I went straight to the bathroom and closed the door taking the hair stripper out of the cabinet. I turned on the shower and crouched over the base, when I'd finished I grabbed a towel rubbing my hair dry softly, then combed through it. With the towel around my shoulders, I flicked my hair back and looked in the mirror. I was hoping to see no similarity whatsoever, maybe then I could convince myself there had been a mix up with the test results or something.

But as I stared at myself in the mirror, even with my hair darker than usual because it was wet, I was a spitting image of Adam. The blonde hair, the piercing blue eyes...How could I have been so stupid? Compared to Emily's black hair and brown eyes I looked nothing like her. I backed away from the mirror slowly. I dumped the towel in the wash basket and went down to sit by the pool...I always found the water helped me think.

It was about five thirty in the morning and I hadn't had any sleep, I'd grabbed a bottle of scotch from the cupboard on my way through the house and then I sat on the edge of the pool with my feet in the water. I just wanted to curl up into a ball and turn invisible...Em was coming back today, how was I going to tell her? She'd hate me for it.

I sat by the pool for ages, I didn't touch the scotch that sat into the bottle beside me, I just stared at the water for hours. By the time it reached 9:30am I went back into the kitchen I remembered seeing Rachel's phone in there and she never put a pin on it because she kept forgetting it. So I grabbed her phone and typed out a message to Adam and sent it.

Adam, need to see you. Its important, come round now. Rachel xxx

Then I switched off the phone so he couldn't ring her for an explanation, that was the last thing I needed...Rachel getting that call and knowing nothing about it.

A/N: I've never sent off for DNA results so I have no idea how the information is displayed so I kinda made it up, hope its okay. Review, review, review! :) xxx