Elliot & Olivia would give anything to have a child together but, biology seems to disagree. What happens when Kathy steps up to the plate? Let's just say things get…awkward.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Stabler," the doctor said with a professional look on her face. "It seems that you had a miscarriage."

Elliot squeezed Olivia's hand as hard as he could without hurting her and tried desperately to keep his tears from falling. Olivia was just stunned. She didn't understand how this could have happened. She was doing everything right. As soon as she found out she was pregnant she went to the drug store and bought prenatal vitamins and began taking them. She stopped eating chocolate and started eating more healthier foods like salads that she knew would be healthy for the baby.

"So," Olivia said not wanting to cry, "What does this mean?"

Dr. Jacobson sighed and adjusted his glasses on his face. He had been an OBG/YN for twenty three years and he hated whenever he had to deliver bad news to parents who wanted kids. "It means that we need to deliver the baby right away."

"But," Olivia said quietly, "It isn't alive?"

"I'm very sorry," Dr. Jacobson said, "I'll be back in a few minutes to induce your labor." Dr. Jacobson excused himself from the room leaving Olivia and Elliot by themselves.

"Honey," Elliot said, "Are you okay?"

She turned her head to look at him and her eyes gave the answer. There were tears pooled in them and she couldn't contain them any longer. She began sobbing.

"Hey," Elliot said wrapping his arms around her, "Calm down. We can try again. I'll be okay. I'm right here."

"We lost our baby," she sobbed into his shoulder.

"Shh," he comforted, "I know. I know." They stayed that way until the doctor came back in the room. Elliot kissed her on the cheek and held her hand tight while Dr. Jacobson ordered a nurse to give her an IV of Pitocin. Olivia cried through the whole procedure. She couldn't stand the thought of delivering her dead baby. Her made her cringe. Once the baby was out she told the doctor to take it away because she didn't want to see it. She figured it would be too painful.

"Are you doing okay?" Elliot asked once the baby had been carried away.

"No," was all she managed to get out before she fell asleep. The news about her baby took an emotional toll on her and she hadn't been sleeping well the past few nights anyway.

The next day Olivia got to go home and it hadn't been easy. Elliot caught her crying in the bathroom by herself on multiple occasions.

"Liv," he said quietly, "Come here." He held his arms wide open hoping she would let him comfort her.

She gladly accepted the warm feeling his strong arms had to offer. "I just want a baby. Your baby."

"I know Liv," he said rubbing her hair, "I know. WE aren't giving up just yet. We can try again."

"Do you think we should?" she asked with a glint of hoping.

"I think it's worth a shot," he said wiping her tears with his thumbs.

"Can we start now?" she asked with a big grin on her face.

Elliot just laughed, "Unfortunately, we can't. I came up here to tell you that we have a case. A twenty-six year old female named Molly Burgess was beaten and raped and left in Central Park."

Olivia sighed, "Let's go."

When they arrived at Mercy General they flashed their badges to the lady at the reception desk and she pointed the in the direction to the room Molly was waiting.

"Hi, Molly," Olivia said in a gentle voice, "I'm Detective Stabler and this is my partner. He's also Detective Stabler. Can you tell us what happened?"

Molly looked like any other rape victim that had been attacked. She had bruises all over her face and she was hysteric. She didn't want anybody to touch her. There was one thing that stood out to Olivia, Molly's stomach.

"Is my baby okay?" Molly asked ignoring Olivia's question.

That was it. She was pregnant. Olivia thought she was going to break down right there in front of the victim but she knew she had to keep it together. After all, her problems were nothing compared to young Molly's.

"We haven't talked to the doctor's yet," Elliot said speaking up. He knew that Olivia was a bit shaken so he decided to take over. "As soon as you tell us what happened we can check with the doctor's."

Molly sighed and carefully wiped a tear from her swollen eye. "I was coming home from work," she began, "I heard a noise behind me and I got scared so I picked up the pace. I was standing on my steps when a man came behind me and hit me. He put his hand over my mouth and told me if I didn't listen to what he said he would shoot me in the stomach."

Olivia cringed at hearing her story. Every case was difficult to work in its own way but, this one, this one tore Olivia's heart. She needed to get some fresh air so she excused herself from the room giving Elliot a look on her way out. She stood outside for a good ten minutes just taking in deep breaths and trying to clear her head when Elliot came out.

"The doctor says her baby is going to be just fine," Elliot said leaning up against the wall next to her.

Olivia sighed and moved her hair out of her face, "That's good. She deserves some good news."

"You holding up alright?"

"I'll be okay," she said to him. "We should go back in there. We have to convince her into doing the rape kit."

Olivia pushed herself off the wall using her hands an Elliot followed closely behind. He caught up to her and wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek before walking back inside. "Hang in there," he whispered.

"No!" Molly back lashed, "No! No no no! I won't do the rape kit!"

"Sweetie," Olivia said grabbing her hand, "If you don't do the rape kit we can't prove that you were raped. We need that rape kit to put your attacker away."

"No," Molly said firmly.

"I'll be with you the whole time," Olivia said trying to convince her, "Don't you want to put this guy away?"

"Yeah," Molly answered.

"Do the rape kit."

"Okay," Molly said after a few minutes of thinking, "I'll do it."

"That's great," Olivia said putting her on the hand.

The victims never handled the rape kits well and Olivia hated seeing them in so much pain. She wished there was more she could do for them but, she was doing everything she could by finding the attackers and putting them away.

Olivia yawned and stretched her arms in the air as she climbed into bed and under the covers. "Today was a hard day."

"I know," Elliot said offering her his hand, "You want to talk about it?"

She shook her head no, "I just wonder why me. Why us."

"I don't know Liv," he said, "I know how I feel about it but I can't imagine how you feel. I have my other kids but, this is something you've wanted you whole life."

She sighed and turned over on her side so she was looking Elliot in the eyes, "You don't want to stop trying do you?"

"Of course not," he answered. "I want your babies. They are going to be beautiful just like you."

"With your eyes," Olivia smiled.

"And your hair," Elliot added.

"You always know how to make me feel better," Olivia said snuggling the covers up under her chin.

"That's my job," he said moving a piece of hair out of her face.

"I like your job."

"Me too," he said through a yawn, "Let's go to sleep. It's getting late."

"I love you," Olivia said closing her eyes.

"I love you too Liv.