I am probably the worst author ever :( I am terribly sorry everyone, but school has been hectic. But hopefully I have gotten things under control for the most part, which means I'll be able to update more often *does happy dance* yay! Anyway, on to the story!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAW AND ORDER:SVU; DICK WOLF DOES

Regan looked in the rearview mirror, noticing the same car that had followed her from the base. At first, she thought it had been her mind playing tricks on her, but now she was starting to worry. After all, she was a seventeen year old girl traveling to France by herself.

She had been driving for a week; stopping at motels to sleep, shower and grab a quick bite to eat, before she would head back onto the road. She knew after Phillip's father had completed his service in Italy, they moved back to Paris, so this is where she found herself.

She walked out of the motel she had spent the night in, and walked to the front office. She handed them her key, before grabbing her backback and heading back to her car. She noticed the black truck parked next to her own, and she quickly scanned the parking lot, before getting into the car and driving toward's Phillip's house.

She needed to get to her friend before she found herself in trouble, especially now that she knew someone was following her.

She waited out side the small town house, knocking on the door. It was only a few moments, but when the door swung open, she smiled, seeing her good friend. "Regan?" he asked, opening the door wider.

Regan smiled. "The one and only." She hugged her friend, laughing when he gave her a goofy smile. "Miss me?"

Phillip nodded, his light brown hair curls bouncing along with his head. "Of course," he said, moving aside to let her in. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

Phillip led Regan to a small couch, taking a seat. "There was an attack on the base a week ago," she said, taking a seat next to her friend.

"Is everyone alright? Mia? Your mom?"

Regan flinched when Phillip mentioned Alice, especially because he had called her her mom. "They're fine, but, um I found out something." She looked up and noticed she had Phillip's undivided attention. "I'm adopted."

"What? I never-"

"Come on Phillip, which one of my parents has blue eyes?" She watched as he let the realization sink in, before she continued. "Someone I know at the base got me the information I need. My mother was stationed there when she had me, now she lives in New York."

Phillip rolled his eyes. He knew where this was going, and he knew she was going to need some help. "So you're heading to the states to find her?" he asked, standing up and grabbing his laptop computer.

Regan nodded. "I also, kinda, need a place to stay until I can get there."

"No worries, Dad loves you," he said with a smile.

Regan looked at Phillip once more and smiled. His brown curls slightly covered his green eyes as he began to type on the computer. She knew he would keep his promise, and he would help her, but she still needed to figure out how to get to New York.

"Come on," Phillip said, closing his computer, "Let's go get something to eat."

Regan looked over at Phillip and laughed. He was walking over to her, his arms full of clothes that he thought she would be interested in. "What's this?" she asked, as he threw the pile of clothes into her arms.

Phillip shrugged. "Think of it as a late birthday present," he said with a wink, before nudging her to the dressing rooms. "It's better than the stuff you brought to my house," he said, as she closed the door and began to get dressed.

"And what's wrong with what I packed?" Regan asked, sticking her head out from behind the door, holding her shirt over her chest.

"Please, t-shirts and jeans? Regan, you're hot, let's flaunt that body of yours," he said, giving her a wink. "Besides, you'll be with Travis in NY, Lord knows that boy has the hots for you."

Regan blushed at Phillips comment. The last time she had seen Travis, he was fifteen, she was thirteen. She had to admit, she had a crush on the boy, but she was his friend. Her, Phillip, Travis, and the twins would hang out all the time. They were inseperable.

Regan quickly walked out of the dressing room and immediately felt uncomfortable. She wasn't used to anything other than jeans, and at the moment, the mini skirt Phillip had given her was showing more skin than she would've liked, as was the very revealing blouse. "Phillip?"

Phillip turned and smiled. "Now, here's what you have to do. First, let your hair down," he said, grabbing the clip that held her messy bun together, and pulling it out of her hair. He played with her hair a bit, until it framed her face perfectly, before he moved on to her clothes. "Now, we're going to have to get you one of these bras," he said, showing Regan his empty hands.

"There's no bra there," she said confused.

Phillip smiled. "Exactly!" He pulled on Regan's skirt, making it go higher, the hem reaching barely below her butt. "Now, that's how you do it!" he said, standing back and admiring his work.

Regan looked at herself in the mirror, raising an eyebrow. Phillip was more into fashion than she ever could be. She let out a sigh, knowing this was going to be a long day.

Two hours later, after finally convincing Phillip to just buy her some jeans and a few t-shirts, the two were walking down the streets of Paris. "You really out did yourself," Regan said, glancing at the bags in her hand.

Phillip shrugged, looking down at the bags in his own hands. "It's not like I have a girlfriend to spoil," he said with a smirk.

"Spoil? Phillip, I think I have a different pair of jeans for every day of the year," she replied with a wink. "Why don't you have a girlfriend anyway?"

Phillip looked at Regan, his smile fading, before he looked away. "Here, I'll put the bags in the car," he said, grabbing the bags and rushing off.

Regan knew the real reason why he didn't have a girlfriend, but she wanted him to tell her when he felt comfortable. Until then, she would pretend she didn't know anything. She walked back towards the car, stuffing her hands in her pocket, when she felt someone tap her shoulder. She turned around, her eyebrows furrowing when she saw the man standing in front of her.

"Excuse me Miss," he said gently, giving her a smile.

Regan could only cringe at his smile. Something about him seemed off, and she could've sworn she had seen him before. Was this the man who had been following her while she was driving to Phillip's? She placed one hand in her back pocket, ready to pull her gun if needed. "Can I help you?" she asked, hoping her voice stayed calm.

The man's smile grew and he let out a content sigh. "You speak English?" Regan nodded, her hand never leaving her pocket. "American, yes?" Regan nodded once more, not wanting him to know who she really was. "I noticed your English is very clear. I'm American as well," he said, clarifying what his previous question implied.

Regan gave a slight nod. She had been born in Italy, but legally she was an American, since she had been born to American parents on an American base. Her father, well adopted father, as well as her mother, had moved from California a few months after Mia had been born, so even though she had grown up in Italy, Regan had grown up speaking English. "I was just wondering if you could help me find something," he said, pointing to the map.

Regan looked at it, and shook her head. "Yeah, you're going to go down this street, then make a left. You can't miss it," she said, pointing to the Eiffel Tower.

The man looked up and nodded, letting out a small chuckle. "Thank you," he said, before walking away.

Regan watched as the man walked away, before she felt Phillip's hand on her shoulder. "Who was that?" he asked, staring at the man walking away.

Regan shrugged. "Some tourist," she said, turning to face her friend. "Ready to go?"

"So, are you even sure they're going to be up?" Regan asked, watching as Phillip set up his laptop once more.

Phillip looked over his shoulder and smiled. "They're awake," he said, before turning back to his computer.

Regan sat next to Phillip, watching as he typed a few things in, before he turned to face her. "Regan, what you said earlier, about me not having a girlfriend...there's something I want to tell you, but I don't know how you'll take it."

Regan looked up at her friend and smiled. "Phillip, I already know."

Phillip looked at Regan and gave her a small smile. "How did you know?"

"That you're gay?" Phillip nodded. "Um, one, you know a little too much about fashion. Two, Angel had the biggest crush on you, but you never seemed to notice her, but you did seem to take a liking to Alex," she said with a wink. "And, three, not many twelve year old boys like to wear high heels."

Phillip looked at Regan and began to laugh. "All this time you knew?"

Regan nodded. "But don't worry, I didn't tell anyone."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," she said, giving him a small hug, before turning to the laptop. "So, I see the twins are online."

Phillip nodded, calling them on their skype account. When Angel's face appeared on Phillip's screen he began to talk. "Well, well, well, California is up and actually dressed in something other than a bikini," he said with a wink.

Angel glared at Phillip, taking off the giant sunglasses that covered her face, and placing them on top of her head. She tucked a piece of her golden hair behind ear before raising an eyebrow. "If you're just going to make stupid comments about me Phillip, I'm hanging up," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Phillip laughed. "Hey, where's your brother?"

Angel looked at Phillip without moving. "He's around," was all she said.

"Well, go get him, I have someone who wants to talk to the two of you," Phillip said, patting Regan's leg softly.

"If you try to flirt with him again, I swear, his girlfriend will hurt you." Regan looked at Phillip and raised an eyebrow. Obviously the twins knew that Phillip was gay if he had been flirting with Alex. She began to laugh, before pushing Phillip aside.

"Just get your brother," Regan said, scooting in front of the computer so Angel could see her.

"Regan!" Angel screamed, getting closer to the camera. "What are you doing with Phillip?"

Phillip moved closer to Regan, so that he could be seen in the screen as well. "She just loves me more," he said, sticking out his tounge, giving her a hug. "Now go get your brother. We have to talk to you."

Angel looked off to the side, called her brother's name, and moved over. "What?" Alex asked, as he took a seat next to his sister. He looked at the computer and his eyes grew wide. "Regan? What are you doing in France?"

"Hmm, you want the long version, or the short version?"

"Long! Details girl, now!" Angel said, pushing her brother aside.

Regan sighed, before nodding. "So, the base was attacked a week ago, and yes before you ask, everyone is fine. I, uh, I found out that I'm adopted, and so I had someone at the base help me find out who my mother really is. She lives in New York; she was at the base when she had me."

Angel nodded, knowing where Regan was headed. "You need to find her to find out why you were adopted, am I right?"

Regan nodded, before looking at Phillip. "I'm staying with Phillip for now, but I was wondering if-"

"Say no more," Alex said, getting closer to the computer. "Angel and I can get you to the states. You can stay with us, then I'm pretty sure Phillip's already arrainged for you to stay with Travis," he said with a smirk.

Regan rolled her eyes, before nodding. "Yeah, yeah. We'll talk to Travis when I get to California."

Angel pushed her brother out of the way and gave Regan a wide smile. "You'll be in California by the end of next week. Get ready for the big city, Los Angeles baby!"

Regan nodded, before looking over at Phillip. "I think we're going to go to bed, you two have fun at the beach," Phillip said, noticing Alex's swim trunk. He turned off his computer, before turning to Regan. "Let's get you to bed, we only have a few days before I have to ship you out, and I need my Regan time," he said with a wink.

Regan rolled her eyes, before getting out of her chair and following him to the room he was letting her stay in. In less than a week, she would be in the states, one step closer to finding her mother, and finding out why she was really given up for adoption.

SOO...what did you think?

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I know, this chapter was more of a filler, but it also had some important parts in it.

Next: Regan says goodbye to Phillip, and boards the plane headed to California; also, Olivia gets another surprise.

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