HEY GUYS, I PROBABLY SHOULDN'T BE POSTING THIS BUT I'M TIRED OF ITT SITTING IN MY LABTOP, SO I SAID WHAT THE HELL...

CH1: The Other Sister.

"Daddy!" the beautiful four-year-old calls happily as he walks through the front door. Jonathan Gilbert catches his youngest daughter in his arms and spins her around; which sends her in to fits of giggles.

"Hey, princess! How are you?" He laughs happily.

"Much better now!" She beams "I missed you daddy!"

"Hey, John." A seventeen-year-old Isabel steps out of the kitchen with a pleased smile on her face. John sets Erika on her feet before heading over and placing a soft kiss on Isabel's lips.

"Has she been good?" He asks once the kiss is over.

"Of course she has, isn't she always?" She grins.

"Daddy, I made you a picture! Come see!" Erika bounces up and down excitedly as she tugs at her Father's hand.

"Why don't you go and bring it to me princess?" John asks with a smile.

He watches as she races out of the room to retrieve her drawing. She did not know of the conversation that took place before she got back.

"John, this isn't right-" Isabel started

"It's the only way, Isabel. I need at least one of my daughters... I thought you understood?" John asks; irritated by her bringing this up again.

"But I still don't understand how you can choose between them, their identical.

"I love both my daughters but…"

"You love Erika more…"

The look in his eyes confirmed all his feelings.

"When I first held her in the emergency room I…I knew. She was special."

"And so you picked the special twin" Isabel chuckled

"Yep… Elena…she will be fine where she's at, she doesn't need me, not when she has my brother."

There was a pregnant silence before Isabel spoke up again.

"Do you have a picture of our Elena?"

"Yeah" he said pulling out a recent photo of the 4 year old.

"She is so different from Elena... But they look exactly alike. Normally twins have some sort of difference that helps you tell them apart but they have none."

"It's probably because we have never seen them together," John shrugs her examination off and smiles again as Erika returns with her picture.

"Wow princess that's very beautiful."

"Look mommy." Erika says happily also show her mother the picture.

"Yes, I see it's quite lovely." she agreed.

"So mommy, daddy who's Elena?" Erika asked innocently.

They both stiffened.

"Who's who honey?" Isabel asked to make sure she heard her daughter correctly.

"Who is Elena?" she repeated.

"Where did you here that name from?" John asked seriously.

"You." she said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"What?" he said shocked.

"You just said Elena."

"No I didn't." he said confused. There was just no way that she could have heard them talking about Elena. And yet she knew the name.

"Yes you did silly, I heard you." she giggled and turned to go back inside, "Come on daddy, mommy's gonna make some cake…chocolate is what I think she said."

John watched Isabel's eyes widen in shock.

"Were you really?" he whispered.

"No it was just a stray…I was just thinking about it. But how…"

They instantly looked at each other in fear.

"Oh shit" they said simultaneously while a child's innocent laughter could be heard echoing around the house.

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