"Death Penalty?"

"Favor of."

"Welfare and other assisted living?"

"Not in favor."

"The war?"

"Favor of."

"Helping out foreign countries?"

"Only in national emergencies."

"Abortion?"

Jennie looked over at Jisoo who looked down at the floor, not saying a word as she sat there on the chair looking over the final seating plans of the wedding, although Jennie noticed that her eyes weren't moving across the page as they had been earlier.

"Jennie Ruby Jane," Taehyung prompted as Jennie looked back towards him. "I need an answer here. This is what causes most politicians to lose. They're insecure in their beliefs."

Jennie began ringing her hands together. "I'm... um, I mean-"

"She's pro life, she just doesn't want to admit it because I'm pro choice," Jisoo answered for her as she made a mark on the paper.

"I mean for rape and if it'll cause harm to the mother or if something is wrong with the baby then that's fine but-"

"Don't say that to your public, that'll make you look indecisive," Taehyung warned as he made a mark in his folder. "When asked just say 'I am pro life with my own personal exceptions,' although how one can actually believe in murder is beyond my comprehension, but what have you."

Jennie groaned and nodded, rubbing her temple with her fingers. "Taehyung, we've been at this for three hours. Can we stop for some lunch or something?"

Taehyung glared at her but never the less shut his file. "Fine. I need to meet with another client out in Long Island anyway so I'll see you later, Jennie Ruby Jane."

"Thank you," she said with a smile that he didn't return.

Taehyung got up from his chair and looked down at Jisoo who had refused to look at him that entire three hours.

He cleared his throat loudly before he left the house, all but slamming his door behind him.

Jennie took a deep breath before she turned to Jisoo and offered her a smile as she walked over to her and sat down on the arm of her chair.

"You want something to eat? I think we've still got some of that fried chicken from yesterday, but I think it might be-"

"Why were you so worried about telling Taehyung about your view on abortion?" Jisoo interrupted as she flipped a page in the binder.

Jennie shrugged. "Because I know you're pro choice."

"So? Did you think I was gonna be angry for you admitting something I've known since I first met you practically? I'm marrying a republican; your views come with the package."

Jennie looked down at her in confusion. "What does it matter?"

"I was just wondering," Jisoo said, although Jennie could tell there was something that Jisoo was hiding.

Jisoo flipped another page in the binder and looked up at Jennie and gave her a small grin. "I promise I was just curious."

Jennie returned the smile as Jisoo looked back at the book.

Jennie also looked over the book and pointed to one of the names highlighted in blue.

"Did you ever get your grandmother to call you back?"

A small blush broke out on Jisoo's face. "Yeah."

"And?"

Jisoo cleared her throat and looked up at her, a sad smile on her face. "She said she 'would never come to the wedding of the dyke bitch that ruined her daughter's life' but you know, her words weren't as nice."

Jennie sighed and hugged her around the neck, letting Jisoo rest her head on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry," she whispered in her ear. "Jisoo, I'm so sorry."

Jisoo pulled away and wiped at the tears that had began to form. "It's fine. I'm used to it by now. Hell compared to what her and the rest of my family call me on a normal basis that was actually decent."

Jennie stayed silent as Jisoo crossed out the name 'Erika Jisoo' off the list and pointed to the name right beside it. "When I was seven, my grandfather bought my mom, and her two brothers and their children plane tickets to their winter home in Florida. The day before the trip, my mother called him to see where mine was. I picked up the other line and heard him say that he 'would rather be dead then have that devils spawn in his house'."

Jisoo managed a teary smile as she scribbled over 'Demetri Jisoo'. "My mother slammed down the phone, ripped up her plane ticket, and took me to go see 'Grease' on Broadway that night and made me my favorite meals all that week."

Jisoo pointed to another name and scribbled that one out as well. "My uncle Christopher was the one who actually told me about what happened to my mom. He was my mom's favorite brother and he loved my mom and looked out for her. That's why I asked him about it, and he felt she I should know the truth. After... after he told me he said that if I loved my mom, then I would just kill myself and stop making her relive the worst thing that ever happened to her. I was six."

Jennie had to bite back the tears that had filled her eyes as Jisoo continued, crossing out various names on the seating plan, her tears falling on the sheets of paper. "That night when my mom went out of get things for dinner, I took out the gun from under her pillow. I put it to my head and-"

"Jisoo, no," Jennie managed to whisper as she held her hand tighter than before.

Jisoo sniffed and looked down at the floor. "I couldn't get the safety off. When my mom came home and saw what I was doing. I told her what Chris had told me and that if I really loved her that I should kill myself. She called up Chris, told him to never contact her or me ever again, and she never spoke to her brother again."

Jisoo turned to look up at Jennie who forced the tears behind her eyes. "My mother beat me on a regular basis, drank almost every day I remember, called me the worst names under the sun some days. But she loved me, Jennie. And I can't even begin to think of all the sacrifices she made for me. Not just not going to Florida, or even not speaking to her brother again. But she was forced to relive her rape every time she looked at me, and she managed to still love me to some degree."

Jisoo looked down at the paper again and pointed to the only name left highlighted in blue that wasn't crossed out and smiled down at the paper at the lone name. "The only family I have left is Seokjin."

Jennie wrapped her arms around her and held her as close as he could manage. "And me," she breathed, making sure that Jisoo knew those words were true. "And I'm so sorry your... 'family' put you through that. No one should have to go through that because of something you had no control over."

Jisoo shrugged. "If someone ruined your life, or our child's, or my brother's life to the point that they drank themselves to death, I don't know if I wouldn't feel the same way about them."

"Not your own family though! And you did not ruin your mother's life!" Jennie told her with a hint of order in her tone. "The alcohol and her rapist did that."

Jennie hugged her once more and didn't bother to pull away when they heard the pair of footsteps on the stairs.

"Are we interrupting something?" Chaerin's voice called out in disgust.

"Shut up," Jennie muttered much too soft for Chaerin to hear as she pulled away from Jisoo's embrace to look over at Chaerin and Seunghyun

"I see Taehyung is gone," Chaerin said with a glare at Jisoo who didn't even bother to return it. "It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that he was assaulted outside the building did it?"

"From what I was told, he assaulted Jennie first," Seunghyun said defending Jisoo's behavior with a small nod towards Jisoo. "I would have hoped anyone would have done the same thing if they had witnessed that."

"Well still... nearly breaking the arm of man that holds Jennie Ruby Jane's future in his hands isn't the brightest idea. Of course from that outfit you happen to be wearing proves that you aren't exactly the brightest bulb in the pack either."

"Chaerin, will you just shut up?" Jisoo snapped as Chaerin and Seunghyun walked over to them.

Chaerin scoffed loudly as she sat down on the chair nearest them. "Well now really!"

Chaerin was silent for a moment before she wrenched the seating plan out of Jisoo's hands.

"What is this?" she asked as Jennie restrained Jisoo's hands from snatching it back.

"It's the seating plan for the wedding," Jennie told her as Seunghyun also went over and sat besides her, also looking it over.

Chaerin looked at it in confusion. "Jennie Ruby Jane, why are so many of these names crossed off?"

"That would be my family," Jisoo muttered as she turned a brilliant shade of red.

Even Seunghyun looked flustered as he looked at it closer. "Well, Jisoo, surly not all of your family said no?"

"All but one," she whispered, biting back tears once more. Jisoo let out a weak chuckle. "Actually three if his girlfriend and her son are coming."

Both Chaerin and Seunghyun looked at one another before turning to Jisoo. "That just doesn't make sense." Chaerin snapped as if it was Jisoo's fault that half of the seating plan was crossed out, and Jennie had a strong suspicion that that is exactly what Chaerin felt. "Who wouldn't want to come to their family members wedding?"

"Mine, apparently."

Chaerin shook her head. "So me and Seunghyun are having practically no input from your side of the family on this in terms of cost?"'

"Mom, stop," Jennie pleaded as she looked over at Jisoo who had turned a whole other shade redder, rubbing the back of her neck with her hand

"I'll help pay," Jisoo promised.

"Not to mention how unbalanced it'll look at the church!"

"Mom, please, knock it off!" Jennie practically begged as Chaerin looked over the papers once more.

Chaerin shook her head. "No. I refuse to have this wedding look screwed up because her family doesn't want to go! Just because you probably did something to make them all angry, and more than likely it was your fault! "

"Refuse all you damn want; it's not going to change the fact that they're not coming!" Jisoo snapped as she got up from the chair and stormed out of the room.

Jennie closed her eyes as she heard the sound of Jisoo going up the stairs before slamming their bedroom door shut.

Chaerin looked between Jennie and Seunghyun in complete confusion. "What on earth is her problem? What did I do?"

"What you always do, mom," Jennie growled. "You make everyone feel horrible about things they can't control!"

Chaerin looked practically scandalized. "I assure you, Jennie Ruby Jane, it was not my intentions to make Jisoo feel horrible that her family doesn't like her. Although you do have to wonder what would make her entire family not come to her wedding. Maybe you should look into these things before you go and marry her. I mean if her own family doesn't like her, there has to be some reason-."

"There is actually!" Jennie yelled. "And believe it or not, it's not her fault! There is not one valid reason why any of those bastards don't like her!"

"Language, Jennie Ruby Jane!" Chaerin scolded, but Jennie could care less at the moment.

"I don't care. You're going to go outback and apologize to her."

Chaerin scoffed. "You can't be serious!"

"I am. You have no idea how much you just hurt her with that. The clothing, and the age, and all that other things didn't even compare to what you just told her."

Chaerin stammered for a moment as she turned to Seunghyun "Darling, back me up here!"

Seunghyun shook his head. "No, Chaerin. And you want to know why? Because you have no idea of Jisoo's history. And in my opinion, anyone who does dislike Jisoo has no reasoning to what so ever."

Chaerin glared at Seunghyun for the smallest amount of time before she turned back to Jennie and sighed. "Can't I just get her a nice card?"

"Mom!"

"Fine!"

Mumbling loudly to herself, Chaerin got off from the couch and went up the stairs.

"I can't believe I have to apologize for that woman's family not being a fan of her!" Chaerin muttered to herself as she went to Jennie's and Jisoo's bedroom. "They're probably not a fan of the mother either who went and got herself pregnant by some nameless one night stand!"

With a deep breath she went and tapped on the door.

"Jennie, not now," she heard Jisoo say through the door.

Chaerin took a deep breath before she spoke. "It's... It's not Jennie Ruby Jane, its Chaerin."

Chaerin heard Jisoo storm towards the door and it was wrenched open. "What do you want?"

Chaerin withheld a glare and cleared her throat. "May I come in?"

"Are you going to insult me?"

"Probably."

Jisoo sighed but never the less moved out of the way so that Chaerin could come into the room.

Chaerin walked in and Jisoo stood back and crossed her arms. "Well?"

"Well what?"'

"Well why did you ask to come into mine and Jennie's room?"

Chaerin sighed and looked down at the floor, running a heel into the carpet. "I... I just wanted to apologize for what I said to you downstairs. It was rude of me and I had no right to."

Jisoo nodded. "Thank you."

Chaerin offered a half smile before she went to turn around when she spun back around. "I'm sorry, Jisoo, but you cannot deny the fact that it is odd that none of your family wants to go to your wedding."

"I thought you were done with the apology?" Jisoo asked dryly.

Chaerin glowered at her for a moment before she continued. "Maybe it is your business, maybe not, but I do know that you are marrying my only child. And gay, straight, black, white, I deserve to know your past."

"Chaerin, please-"

"How would you feel, Jisoo," Chaerin said, almost pleading to Jisoo. "If some strange man who you know very little about, because in all honesty, I really do not know all that much about you, came up to you and said, 'I'm marrying your daughter. But oh yes, my entire family doesn't want to come to the wedding'. Wouldn't you be just a tiniest bit curious? If you want to keep the more severe details to yourself, I can respect that. Like I have said earlier, I'm a politician's wife. I know more than my fair share about keeping secrets. However, I would like at least some type of explanation."

Jisoo sighed heavily as she sat down on her bed, Chaerin following. "As much as I hate saying this, you're right."

"I am? I mean, of course I am," Chaerin corrected herself as she sat down next to Jisoo.

Jisoo looked down at the carpet before she chuckled softly. "I can't believe I'm going to actually tell you of all people this."

Chaerin remained silent as Jisoo took a deep breath and looked up at her. "You know that my mother is dead, and that I never knew my father."

Chaerin nodded. "Yes. I believe you told me the night that you called me a... well, I'd really rather not repeat some of the most vile words in the English language," Chaerin said with a glare towards Jisoo who pretended like she was ignoring the look.

"Well anyway, I never told you why I never knew my father... Chaerin, what I'm about to tell you, I've only told a handful of my closest friends and Jennie. But like you said, we are going to be... family soon so you deserve to know."

Jisoo took another deep breath before she spoke again, Chaerin almost hanging on to every word as Jisoo looked her dead straight in the eyes. "My mother was raped, and her rapist got her pregnant and she had me. They never caught the guy. That's why I don't know why my father is and why my mother's family hates me. They think I made my mother's life miserable."

Jisoo looked down at the floor and let out a sad chuckle. "I guess when you make someone be a falling down abusive drunk most of their life that qualifies as ruining their life and making her miserable, so it's not like I can exactly fault them."

"She abused you?" Chaerin whispered so low Jisoo almost didn't hear her.

Jisoo looked up at her and was astounded to find tears rolling down Chaerin's face. "Yeah. Almost every day I can remember."

"Wh- why didn't you go to the police? Tell a teacher, anybody?"

Jisoo shrugged. "Because when you get told that it's your fault you get beaten so many times, you start believing it after awhile. But that's actually why I joined SVU. Because I wanted to prove to her that I wasn't like my father-"

"Don't call him that, he doesn't deserve that title!" Chaerin snapped almost in anger as she wiped the tears away from her face with the back of the hand.

Jisoo looked at her in confusion for a moment. "Chaerin, are you-"

"I'm fine," Chaerin told her before she could finish, looking at Jisoo with a look Jisoo had never before seen. "Jisoo," she began, "I cannot even begin to describe how sorry I am for insulting your mother, or even to hint at the reason why you never knew that man. If I had even the faintest idea of why you were brought on this earth, I never would have said a word."

"Chaerin, it's fine," Jisoo assured her. "I mean I'm used to it by now. When someone says they never met their father, one just assumes that-"

"Haven't you ever heard that when you assume, you make an ass out of you and me."

Jisoo looked at her in confusion. "I never heard you curse before."

Chaerin shrugged. "Sometimes that language is the perfect language for a woman to use."

Chaerin then did the only thing that Jisoo never thought she would see her do.

She actually smiled at the brunette detective.

"Once again, I am truly sorry, Jisoo."

Jisoo managed a smile back and for the smallest moment in time, it looked like Chaerin raised her arms to what might have been a hug, but she quick swiped her hands through her hair and cleared her throat, embarrassed at the would be contact before she stood up, Jisoo following.

"Shall we get back downstairs then?"

Jisoo chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."