Disclaimer: I own none of the characters except my own etc etc

A/N: Sorry to anyone who's been waiting and I appreciate if you are still reading.. took me a longgggg time to finally get this chapter the way I wanted it after a lot of rewriting, deleting, rewriting and procrastination.

I hope you enjoy!

They'd been questioning her for almost an hour; at times she felt as if she were a suspect of some unknown crime, when a knock on the door stopped them.

An Asian man came into the room and greeted both the detectives. His eyes were an odd shade of obsidian and had an easily readable depth to them. This was the doctor they'd been waiting for. He stepped towards her and she steeled herself for the next onslaught of questions she knew she was going to be bombarded with.

She let out a deep sigh and the doctor seemed to sense her anxiousness at being questioned further.

He extended his hand as he reached her bedside and smiled warmly at her. She already didn't like him, but couldn't place why?

"My name is Dr Huang."

She looked at his hand and fought between being polite and going with her instincts, but not knowing whether her reluctance was natural or due to the fact he was as foreign as herself.

In fact she hadn't even seen her own reflection and wondered what her face looked like?

"Can I have a mirror?" she enquired.

The doctor looked strangely at her and took back his hand. It was then that she'd realised she forgotten to return his gesture.

"Sorry for my rudeness." And she held out her hand. "I'm Alice."

"You remembered your name?" he said with raised eyebrows as he shook her outstretched limb.

"No she gave it to herself." Detective Stabler piped in.

"Oh! Why Alice?" he asked pulling up a chair.

"I would still like a mirror!" she turned to Olivia at this request, who nodded and looked at Elliot signalling for them to leave.

She waited for them to exit before turning her attention back to the doctor who had been studying her intently. She met his eyes and stared hard, but he was used to this kind of thing, she could tell.

The silence between them seemed to go on forever and he finally relented leaning back in the plastic chair and bringing his hands together.

"I can see that even though you can't seem to remember who you are your personality is still apparent in your body language and demeanour."

She gave a haughty look and relaxed back into the bed.

"I suppose being interrogated for the past hour about events I can't remember could account for some of my hostility."

He smiled at her statement, yet still maintained that calm composure of a doctor.

"So why did you choose Alice for your name?"

She looked at him finally realising what kind of a doctor she was dealing with. His soft tone and coaxing questions were to evaluate her state of mind. She hated shrinks, she just couldn't recall why!

She was gonna give some bullshit answer, but guessed he'd see straight thorough her so she went with the real reason.

"I feel as lost as she was in Wonderland. Meeting all these people and looking at all their faces trying to help me in their own way, but serving to just confuse me further."

"Was Alice in Wonderland your favourite childhood book?"

She thought to find some buried memory about a book from her childhood. She remembered Alice in Wonderland, but it wasn't her favourite.

"No! It wasn't."

"Can you recall what it was?" he rested his head onto his hand.

"No. I can't." She looked away trying to hide her anger.

"Why are you angry about it? It's not your fault you can't remember." He said soothingly.

"You're a shrink Doc. Can't you just do some mumbo jumbo to fix my brain?" she replied sarcastically.

He chuckled softly at her. She could feel the anger rising rapidly and the urge to hit him was almost unbearable, but she kept her composure in check; her hands clenching into fists, when pain shot up her left arm.

"Ow!" she hissed.

"Are you ok?" he rose from his seat to come to her bedside and her body responded of its own volition. Grabbing his tie she fisted her good hand around it and pulled him close to her face looking into his eyes.

"I don't like to be laughed at!" she whispered menacingly.

Her eyes went wide and she released him. He stumbled back and readjusted his tie sucking in a deep breath. He just looked at her as if studying some strange creature from another planet and she could feel the anger she'd shook off returning as quickly as it had diminished. She couldn't believe her response and wondered if she ever wanted to find out who she really was because so far she didn't like who she was discovering.

The doctor had sat back down in the plastic hospital room chair and his brow furrowed deeply.

"I'm sorry! I don't know where that came from?" she said sheepishly not meeting his gaze.

"Your volatile and hostile behaviour could be from many different things and not part of your personality. It could be from the trauma of your attempted rape or the pressure on your brain could be affecting your behaviour causing rapid mood swings, but unfortunately we won't be able to find out until we figure out who you really are."

She brought her eyes back to his and she could see the sincerity in them. It gave her a little hope that she wasn't this ugly person she felt.

"What is the last thing you remember?" he quizzed gently.

The image shot straight into her mind.

"My father bought me my first car. A cherry red Mustang convertible in mint condition." She smiled at the memory.

"Can you remember the date it was made or the registration?" he coaxed.

"Registration..."

"Ok that's good! Now we have something to go on."

He stood and she snapped her head in his direction.

"Where are you going?"

"To give the detectives the registration and see if we can find your name."

"Can you fetch the mirror I asked for also please?"

"Sure."

He opened the door and Detective Benson came in with a small mirror in her hands. Coming to her bed she handed it over tentatively. She braced herself to see whatever damage had been inflicted on her face when she'd been attacked.

It was weird thinking about something you couldn't remember happening to you.

She lifted the reflective object up to look at the face she owned. It was unnerving to see someone looking back at you that you didn't recognize as yourself, almost as if looking at a stranger. She brought it closer to her face as if it was going to somehow make it easier to recall the features of the person it contained inside.

A small tear fell as she saw the cut and bruising on her left cheek. A flash of images assaulted her brain; her eyes closing, as the mirror fell from her hands.

"Ah!" She cried out at the pain that exploded in her head.

She could feel his hands on her body as she fought the chloroform. The taste of blood in her mouth caused her to gag.

"Are you alright?" she heard Benson say.

She couldn't respond, she didn't know how to. Nothing she'd seen could help them anyway.

"He drugged me. His hands were everywhere."

She swore she could still feel them on her body and she shuddered. Wait! He'd reached into her pocket.

"He took my keys."

She opened her eyes and Olivia looked into the light hazel brown eyes of Alice; as she wanted to be called. They were filled with unshed tears the girl wouldn't release. She was tough and strong and Olivia wondered what made this girl need to be on the defensive all the time.

"What about the way he smelled?" she heard Huang ask.

The girl tore her eyes from Olivia's and turned to the Psychiatrist.

"Um..." she closed her eyes again. Olivia could see the anguish in her face. She shook her head before tossing it back into the bed in frustration.

Olivia turned to Huang and found that Elliot wasn't with him.

"Where'd El go?"

Huang nodded towards the hospital room door and Olivia knew that something had obviously come up.

She turned back to Alice who still had her eyes shut and noticed the sheen of sweat on the young girls skin.

"You ok Sweetie?" concern etched in her voice.

Alice's eyes opened and she went a deathly shade if white.

"I don't feel so good!"

Huang came up quickly with a cardboard bowl and the girl emptied her stomach into it. Olivia wondered what she'd seen behind her eyelids that caused such a reaction.

"Go find Elliot." Huang said. "I need to talk to Alice a little more."

Olivia nodded and went in search of her partner. She didn't need to look very far when she almost crashed into him coming out of the room.

"Whoa El, what's up."

"We got a get back to the lab."

"Why?"

"They said there's something not quite right about our girl's blood." He avoided her gaze.

"Like what?"

"I don't know Liv just that we need to get down there now!" and he headed out.

They got back to the Lab and made their way straight to the tech they'd been with earlier.

"Hey guys that was quick."

"Yeah, Yeah, what'd you find?"

The tech flashed an angry glare at Elliot and then shook his head at the obvious arrogance of the man. Turning back to his computer he clicked open a file and up came a DNA profile.

"We ran a familial DNA scan and we found a sibling match through CODIS." He turned the screen to Olivia and Elliot. "We found this."

Olivia gasped as the picture appeared on the screen. She couldn't believe it when his face came up on the screen. Could this be why the girl was coming to see her?

"This is Simon..."

"That is my brother!"

"What?" the tech almost shouted.

Elliot pulled Olivia to the side away from prying ears.

"Have you heard from Simon?"

"No I haven't." She quickly searched his eyes. "You knew at the hospital didn't you?" she said accusingly.

"I didn't want to worry you in case it wasn't your brother!" he soothed.

She couldn't be mad at him for trying to protect her; he always was, even when he should be doing something else with his time. Just then something struck her and she hastily went back to the tech who was staring at the screen at her brother.

"Can you run her DNA against me?" she asked.

"Liv..?" Elliot warned coming up behind her.

"It's a little unorthodox, but I'll get a swab kit." He said a little confused at her request.

Elliot just eyed her irately. "Are you crazy they'll take you off the case!"

"I don't care El, what if she's my sister too?"

"They couldn't even find her in any database. What if she's a terrorist or someone dangerous?" the genuine fear he felt was something he got from just looking at the girl, she had such a coldness in her eyes that was frightening. Not something he would voice out loud, but if Olivia was gonna put herself through this and come out safe he needed to get her to realise that she didn't know this girl at all and he sure as hell wasn't going to let her get hurt in the process of finding out just who this girl actually was!

"Does she look like a danger to you right now El? She can't even remember her god damn name. I know you're worried about me and I appreciate it, but I'm a big girl and can take care of myself." She stared him down and he loved it when her eyes had that fire in them. It was so beautiful to look at; not that sitting across from her everyday wasn't something to marvel at, in fact he considered himself a lucky man to be able to work with her beauty every day.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt!" he said with so much sincerity she couldn't help but smile at him.

Just then the lab tech came back with the swab kit. Placing it on the counter and beginning the process methodically.

"This is highly strange, but hopefully we'll have a secondary match." He paused looking sheepishly at Olivia. "Open wide." She obliged willingly.

The raging emotions she was feeling churned inside her stomach giving her butterflies.

What if this girl was related to her in some way? She'd always wanted a big family and now she had another possible sibling to contend with. It was terrifying and exciting all at once.

She could feel Elliot's eyes on her as the tech pulled the swab from her mouth and placed it in the small box. The worry she saw in their depths touched her more than she could convey in words.

"We should have the results back in about an hour or so."

The hour that passed was the longest time in Olivia's entire life, and she knew she couldn't make it go any faster by watching the clock, but she willed it to move its ass along. The doors swung open and she jumped up expectantly only to find Elliot holding coffee and something that passed for edible from the vending machine.

"Hey, sorry to disappoint." He said flippantly.

"Sorry El, I'm just a little anxious." She confessed.

Elliot watched his partner as she took the coffee and sat back down in the uncomfortable plastic chair. She was so anxious, but he could see the excitement that was underneath it all. He could understand; he had a big family and couldn't imagine being without them, he just didn't want her to build her hopes up only to have them shattered if this girl wasn't anything to do with Olivia. It would devastate him to see the pain he knew she would feel if the result wasn't what she wanted.

"Liv?" he asked sheepishly. She turned to him; tiredness apparent on her face.

"You should eat that." He pointed at the candy bar from the vending machine. "You probably haven't had any sleep yet and I don't need you in a bed beside our Vic."

She chuckled at his attempt at lightening the situation, but she knew he could read her like a book and she loved him for trying to take her mind off of it.

So many possibilities ran through her mind and all with the same outcome. Though there was the tiny little sensation of dread in the back of her mind telling her she was grasping at straws, she still held a little hope that if this girl was a sibling match to Simon then why not her. She couldn't recall any pictures of the girl in Simons' family albums and...

"The results just came in." The tech broke her train of thoughts.

Both her and Elliot rose and followed the tech back to his computer, both holding their breaths.

"You aren't gonna believe it..." The tech said and turned the screen to the duo.

A/N2: Working on the next chapter, hopefully it won't be too long... but can't make no promises.