Oliver got home feeling drained, he slowly walks upstairs to his room, he looks at the empty bed, he know Izzy is probably in the kids room, he peels off his clothes and made his way to the shower. he turns it on and let the water wash away all the feeling of pain and resentment that is crushing his heart, he close his eyes as the water falls on him like heavy drops of rain. the images from that night came flooding into his mind like an open dam, he could hear her screams as they had their way with her, he could see her lifeless eyes as they stabbed into her numerously. he spent years blaming himself, he never knew it wasn't his fault after all. he felt a new kind of pain, she was his sister but he didn't know, he stood by and watch his sister raped and murdered, the feeling crushing his chest changed into anger.