Possible TW: Mention of sexual assault/r*pe of a minor
Olivia's point of view
It's been a very long and exhausting day for me today. I am looking forward to going home and just having a quiet evening with my incredibly sexy husband Elliot and our 14 year old son, Sean.
Today has been an extremely tough day for not only me, my husband and son but also my entire 'family' here at SVU because today is the 13th anniversary of the day that Tristan, my daughter and my son's fraternal twin sister, mysteriously disappeared without a trace.
She had only been one and a half years old at the time of the abduction. We were never able to find any solid leads or clues as to what could have happened to her.
I miss my little girl so much and I still desperately wish that I could find out what happened to her.
At the moment, I'm alone in my office at the 1-6 fighting back tears as I sit at my desk thinking about my missing daughter when someone knocks on the door.
It's Amanda Rollins, one of the detectives under my command as well as one of my closest friends.
"What's up, Rollins?"
"I know that you're supposed to head home to Elliot and Sean in like 20 minutes Liv, but we've um we've got a bit of a situation out in the squad room."
"What kind of a situation is it exactly?"
Amanda just looks at me for a moment before explaining that there is a teenage girl out in the squad room claiming that she is my missing daughter and that she wants to speak with me.
I get up out of my chair and follow Amanda out into the squad room where I see the teenage girl she just told me about sitting next to and holding hands with a boy with jet black hair and brown eyes who looks like he's not much older than maybe 15 or 16 years old.
I walk over to them and introduce myself as Sergeant Benson-Stabler.
The girl remains silent but the boy with her explains to me that his name is Tyler Roberts and that he is the boyfriend of the girl that is claiming to be my long-lost daughter.
"Okay, here's what we're going to do. Tristan, you and I are gonna go down to our medical examiner's office and I'm gonna have her run a DNA test on you. It's not that I don't believe what you're saying. It's just that my daughter has been missing since before she was 2 years old and I just-"
"You just want to make absolutely sure that I am who I'm claiming to be."
"Yes. I hope that's okay with you."
"It is, ma'am. I get it.. Let's go get that DNA test done."
After Melinda swabs the girl's mouth, she leaves me and the girl alone in her office so that she can run the DNA from the swab against mine and also Elliot's since both our DNA is in the database because we both work for the NYPD.
It's then that I notice that the girl's hands are trembling despite her trying to hide it.
"Are you okay, sweetie?"
"I'm okay. I'm just feeling a little bit nervous right now. It's really nothing new for me though, if I am being honest."
"Why are you feeling so nervous, honey?"
"Well, I'm kinda scared that the DNA test is going to reveal that I'm not really your daughter and that the woman who told me that I was your missing daughter is just messing with me as some kind of really sick joke."
"Who was the woman that told you that you were my missing daughter?"
Before Susan can answer my question, Melinda comes back into the office with a big smile on her face. I ask her what the results of the DNA test are and I swear her smile somehow gets even bigger.
"Congratulations, Olivia. You finally found your daughter. Or rather she found you."
Tristan suddenly burst into tears. I quickly wrap my arms around her, holding my daughter in my arms for the first time in 13 years.
My daughter wraps her own arms around me and buries her tear-covered face in my shoulder as she continues to sob. I kiss her hair a few times as I simultaneously rub her back gently in an attempt to soothe her.
"It's okay, baby. I'm here now, okay? I'm here now."
Tristan lifts her head and smiles at me through her tears. I reach up and wipe away the few tears that are still trickling down her cheeks before suggesting to her that the two of us go back upstairs and tell everyone the good news.
She agrees and as the two of us exit Melinda's office, I notice my daughter turning her head and waving at someone as we make our way through the lab back to the elevator. I turn my head and see Melinda smiling and waving back at her. It actually makes me smile as well.
When Tristan and I finally get back up to the squad room, I'm a bit surprised to see both my husband and my son in the squad room. Elliot is talking with Fin and Sean is sitting in the chair beside Amanda's desk and is engaged in a conversation with her.
I notice that my daughter is no longer next to me but instead is behind me as if she's hiding from something or someone. I ask Tyler to take her into my office for a few minutes. He nods before taking her hand in his own but before he can lead her into my office, Elliot walks over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing a soft chaste kiss to my cheek.
"Hey, baby. Is everything okay? Sean and I got pretty worried earlier when you didn't get home when you said that you would be."
"I'm fine, babe. I'm sorry I didn't call to let you know I had to stay a little later than I had originally planned but something pretty freaking amazing has happened. I was actually about to call you and ask you to come down here with Sean so that I could share the amazing news with you."
"What's happened that's so amazing, baby?"
I turn and motion to my daughter who releases Tyler's hand and moves to stand next to me. I put my arm around her shoulders as she leans against my side, one arm around my waist.
"El, Tristan found us. Our daughter found us."
Elliot stares at Tristan in complete shock for a moment before he realizes that it is really her.
"Tristan? Is that really you, honey?"
Tristan smiles at him and nods her head.
"Yeah. It's really me, Dad."
Hearing our daughter call him dad for the first time in over a decade causes my husband to begin to cry.
We all watch in silence as he wraps his arms around her and buries his tear streaked face in her long brown hair.
Tristan buries her own tear streaked face into Elliot's shirt as she cries as well.
My son suddenly comes up to stand beside me and asks if I know how his sister managed to find me.
"Your sister told me down in your Aunt Mel's office when we were getting a DNA test done to confirm that she really was who she was claiming to be that a woman she knows told her the truth about who she really was but I didn't get a chance to ask her what the woman's name was."
Tristan must have heard me and Sean talking because she turned around and looked at me with a look in her ice-blue eyes that were exactly like Elliot's eyes that I couldn't quite place.
I think Elliot can tell that our daughter could possibly be feeling a bit scared because he wraps one of his arms around her shoulders from behind and places a soft kiss on the top of her head in an effort to comfort her.
"It was Melanie Parker, Mama. She was the woman who told me the truth about who I really am. She also said that the reason she wanted me to know the truth about myself is because she didn't think that her brother should be able to keep getting away with the fact that he was the one who took me away from you, Dad and Sean."
I can feel myself start to become very angry. I'd known Trent Parker and his sister Melanie since my sophomore year of high school which was the same year that I first met and fell in love with Elliot.
I didn't realize it for a long time but Trent had apparently had a huge crush on me since the day he had met me and he had been crushed when I had agreed to be Elliot's girlfriend and eventually his fiance then wife.
I still remember how both Trent and Melanie had abruptly severed all ties with both Elliot and myself right after we'd had told them that we were expecting twins.
I honestly didn't think too much about it at the time but since I now realize that Trent is the one who had taken my baby girl away from me and her father, I can't help but feel like I never really knew Trent Parker at all.
I'm jerked from my thoughts when I feel Tristan's hand on my arm. I smile down at her before wrapping my arms around her and pressing a kiss against the top of her head.
She motions her finger for me to come closer before she whispers into my ear that she really needs to talk with me in private about something important.
I nod my head before leading her into my office, making sure to close the door behind us so that we'd have a bit of privacy.
Tristan sits down on the small black couch in the corner and I sit next to her.
"So what did you wanna talk with me about, baby?"
My daughter looks down at her hands and with a shaky voice tells me that something really awful has been happening to her almost every day for the past 6 months.
I reach over and take my daughter's hand and assure her that she can tell me what exactly has been happening to her for the past 6 months so that I can try my hardest to make sure that it never happens to her again.
I notice a few tears trickling down Tristan's cheeks. I scoot a little closer to her so that I can wrap my arms around her.
"Trent- he's been forcing me to have sex with him almost every day for the past 6 months, Mama."
She bursts into tears once again and buries her tear-streaked face in my shirt, continuing to sob.
I hold my daughter's trembling body as closely to my own as possible and bury my face in her brown hair in an attempt to keep myself from crying as well.
Trent Parker not only took my baby girl away from me but has only been hurting her in such a horrible way for the past 6 months. He needs to pay for the damage that he has caused my family but he has to pay the right way: the legal way.
