Summery: Olivia gets pregnant. She meet a younger guy. Can the young love hold with a baby on the way? What say friends and family? Is he too young for her?

Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order: SVU. I only own Micah LaCruz and his family.

Chapter Title: The New Life

Olivia went into the precinct with a depressed attitude; she did not feel very well, she had been awake the whole night not knowing what to do. When she arrived at her desk, Elliot was already studying the paperwork that covered his desk.

"Hey, El," said Olivia with a tired voice. Just leave it to Elliot to pick up on her tone like only he could.

"Hey Liv," he said as he looked up, stopping and running his hands over his forehead. He realizes Olivia doesn't look well.

"Liv, what's wrong? You look terrible. Go home and rest," he observed as she laboriously sat down.

"No El, everything is okay, believe me," she said, forcing a smile.

"C'mon Liv, only today, I feel like I've been working with a corpse the last few days."

"Ha-Ha, thanks El" she turned away and made it look like she was doing paperwork. She did not want to think of this small thing in her belly. She was really happy about it, but also depressed that there would not be a father for her baby. The father of this baby had made it clear to her where he stands. He did not want the baby and he would deny it. This was, however, all the same to her. She wanted the baby so much – even though it was not planned.

"El, I'll be right back," she said. She went to the restroom and stared into the mirror. Nothing changed, only the dark eye-struggle would make him suspect that she didn't sleep well in the past few days.

Her hands go to the little bump already forming. She imagines that soon there will be a big bump to be seen.

That brings her another big smile, although a child also scares the hell out of her.

And in addition, it will not have a father. She did not wish it for her child, but she couldn't change it, and at least the baby would have a few really amazing uncles.

She wiped a tear of her cheek and examined herself again. She was on her way back to her desk, and the pile of clerical work waiting for her when her cell phone rang.

"Benson"

"Yeah, okay, we'll come." With that she took her jacket and turned to Elliot.

"New case, a 6-year-old girl's death. We've got to go see Warner," she said as she followed Elliot out of the precinct.

When they arrived 15 minutes later, Elliot asked again what was wrong. He had his concerns, since she broke up with Kyle Jefferson the office worker, she had acted differently. But that was five weeks ago, and he had never seen her so depressed for such a long time.

"Liv, talk to me," he said, worry evident in his voice.

"What would you like to talk about? Because I have already said everything is fine. Give me a little time, okay?" She had so far not told anyone of her pregnancy, because she did not know how she should say it. She did not want to approach this part yet.

"No, it's not okay. I'm your partner, and have been for 7 years. You can trust me. You're my little sister." With the last word, he grins a bit, because he knows that she must always smile. He also knows that she feels the exact same way.

"El, please, not now. Later. We have a case," she said as she went into Warner's office. Elliot followed her.

"Hey Warner, what do we have?" said Olivia with a professional voice.

"6 year old girl, strangled and without an identity. So far still no further reference, partially because she has no medical documents."

"Well, nothing. That's great," Olivia said sarcastically.

"She might not be an American. But I cannot say more. Sorry," she ended with a sad smile.

"It's so sad, she was disposed of like waste. I hate it, the kids are innocent souls," Olivia said as she turned away and went in search of fresh air. She asked herself a thousand times why such things happened to children.

As soon as she was outside she began to puke, with Elliot right behind her. He was surprised, they had seen enough of these types of cases, and worse, but never had it affected Olivia so strongly.

"Liv, you go home, now. No buts." Olivia wanted to argue, but decided to leave it alone. She really did not feel good.

"Okay, El." He was surprised but decided the matter was best left untouched.

"But can you drop me off at the grocery store first?"

"Okay, but then you go home. Promise me Liv, please?"

"Yeah, I promise."

Elliot drove off, crossing two intersections before stopping at a small grocer's shop where she always shopped.

She only wanted to buy a few little things, although she did was not exactly sure what she wanted.

She was now standing in front of a shelf with seven different cracker varieties. She didn't know which she should take. After five minutes of cracker contemplation, it frustrated her more and more.

A man approached slowly and observed her. He could see that she was too undecided.

"Hey, you. I saw you and noticed that you could maybe use some help," he said, smiling at her. "You stood here for more than five minutes, that's not normal."

Olivia became suddenly embarrassed and didn't know what to say. The unknown man was very attractive, with mid-length dark hair and Olivia thought she could see his abs. But what impressed her the most was his size, he had to be over 6' 2". She was very impressed and speechless.

"Ughh,yeah. I don't know which kind of crackers to get." She is getting more embarrassed every second and wants nothing more than to run away.

"Hmm... You should buy the saltine crackers," he said, and gave her a wink. He took the crackers and gave them to Olivia. Her smile tightened.

"Micah"

"Huh?"

"That's my name, Micah," he grinned.

"Nice to meet you Micah, my name is Olivia," she said, and gave him her hand.

"Olivia, that's a beautiful name."

"Aww... Thank you." She smiled and blushed with embarrassment.

"You have a beautiful smile Olivia." He smiled back and looked slightly more nervous. Olivia noticed it and found it too cute. He was cute.

"Thank you Micah." She smiled shyly, and looked at her watch. Ughh… It's late.

"Sorry, but I have to go. And thank you for helping me out with the cracker thing," she said as she walked away.

"You're welcome, Bella."

She gave him a wink and went to the cash, not exactly knowing what to do. She was pregnant; she couldn't have a date now, or any such thing. It would not be fair to the man.

She laid her things on the cash and observed the man behind her, he didn't seem to notice or mind.

Micah was really attractive; he must be thirty or so.

"Too young for you," she thought.

"Thirteen dollars." said the clerk, pulling her out of her thoughts. She gave him the money and walked outside. She went slowly to her apartment.

When she finally got home she turned off the bag and went just out into the bedroom in order to change into more comfortable clothes. Her clothes pressed already, she was now nine weeks pregnant and couldn't wait to see her baby again tomorrow on the ultrasound. She already loved the baby, although she still had doubts that she would be able to raise it. She really wished for a father for the baby.