Where You Belong
Chapter 1: Here With You
Disclaimer: I do NOT own them.
A/N: Okay, I'm insane, I admit it. I should be working on "Elliot on Trial" but I went to go work on it and I ended up writing this instead. This is the fourth in the "Trust Me" series and the sequel to "Valentine Disaster". I promise I will get back to "Elliot on Trial" soon, please don't kill me. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this story.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to all of you wonderful reviewers who gave me name suggestions at the end of "Valentine Disaster" I'm trying to narrow the field down now and I should have the baby name picked out hopefully before Olivia goes into labor in this story LOL. You all had such great name ideas that it's hard to decide.
A/N: This story begins in March 2008. Olivia is seven months pregnant.
"You were always mine Olivia," he stood over her, the light glinted off the blade of the knife he held in his hand. "No matter what he tried to tell you," he continued as she stared up at him in terror. "You've always been mine," he bent low until his face was inches from hers.
Olivia stared into the cold eyes of Jason Jameson. She was paralyzed with fear. She knew what he was about to do "Please don't?" she whispered.
JJ pulled her shirt up, exposing her abdomen. He ran his hand across the smooth skin lovingly and smiled when the baby inside kicked. He lifted the knife "We will all be together soon."
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Olivia woke with a start, breathing hard. She was disoriented for a few seconds before she realized where she was. She was in her bed. Her baby was safe. She looked at the alarm clock. It was 6:30. It was then that she noticed something else. Elliot wasn't in bed with her.
She got up almost immediately. The nightmares had been a common occurrence for the past few weeks now but whenever she had woken up from them before, Elliot had been right there to soothe her fears simply by his presence, whether he knew it or not. Her heart beat faster as she peered into the empty bathroom; he wasn't there.
She padded to the top of the stairs and stopped. She tilted her head and listened. She didn't hear anything. She walked cautiously down the stairs, being as quiet as possible. She didn't know why but she was on edge. She moved slowly into the kitchen and stopped.
He was there, staring out the window. On the table was a vase of pink roses, her secret favorite flower. She cleared her throat softly and he turned. A small smile spread across his face.
"Hey," he said softly "What are you doing up so early?"
Olivia didn't answer. She simply moved to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders "Morning," she whispered as she pressed her lips to his.
"Good morning," he smiled as he pulled her into his lap, somewhat awkwardly because of their child who had managed to make his mother's stomach quite big. He rubbed his hand over her abdomen "How's he doing this morning?" he asked her.
"He's fine," Olivia answered, not wanting to tell Elliot that she had had the nightmare again. The only nightmare that he was actually aware of was the one that she had had on Valentines Day and she didn't want to make him worry. Olivia turned her gaze to the flowers, suddenly remembering what day it was. She turned back to Elliot and kissed him once again "Happy anniversary," she whispered.
"Happy anniversary," he whispered back through a smile. He stood from his chair, holding her in a tight embrace and they waltzed around the room to a tune that both had known for years, a song that existed only in their hearts.
Olivia laid her head on his shoulder and sighed contentedly "I love you," she whispered.
"Love you more," Elliot grinned as he kissed her neck.
"Mmm," Olivia moaned with the sensation "Not possible," she murmured with a smirk of her own.
They stood like that for several minutes, a comfortable silence falling over them. Elliot was the first to break the silence. He pulled her back to the kitchen chair "I wanted to make you breakfast in bed this morning," he told her "But since you're up…"
"You can still make me breakfast in bed," Olivia told him as she pulled him in the direction of the stairs.
Elliot smiled as he pressed her up against the wall and kissed her. The kiss soon became deeper and more passionate. When they both broke away in need of air he breathed heavily against her neck "I'll go make the pancakes." He kissed her again and headed back into the kitchen.
Olivia smiled, feeling flush all over as she climbed the stairs back to bed. As soon as she entered the bedroom, the memory of the nightmare hit her hard. She walked towards the bed, slowly, almost as if she was in a trance.
"You've always been mine."
She clutched her stomach as her breathing became faster. She sank onto the bed as she tried to calm herself. Even with JJ in prison, she was still terrified of him. She knew she had to relax. The baby was uneasy as it moved around in her womb. She tried to think of something else, anything else. Today was hers and Elliot's one year anniversary. One year ago today, she had stood in front of friends and colleagues and had told them all that she had chosen to love this man for the rest of her life. She had made a pledge that for her there would be no other. She was his and he was hers.
She heard Elliot's footsteps on the stairs and she felt all the fear melt instantly. She felt safe when he was around. She couldn't pinpoint the exact moment when he had become her everything but he was.
By the time Elliot had entered the bedroom, Olivia had composed herself. He slid into bed beside her. He placed the tray with it's two plates of pancakes and two glasses of orange juice between them. "Happy anniversary," he told her as he gave her a gentle kiss.
She smiled warmly, feeling relaxed and safe "Happy anniversary," she picked up her fork and dug in. She grinned around a mouthful of the pancakes "Yum."
Elliot took a bite of his own breakfast "Maureen's coming over this afternoon," he told Olivia.
Olivia nodded. Maureen spent a lot of time with her father and Olivia these days. Olivia suspected that it had something to do with the loneliness that she felt when her school obligations forced her to spend time apart from the somehow irresistible Spencer Reid. Olivia never could figure out just what it was that her oldest step daughter saw in the young profiler from Virginia but then again who was Olivia to judge? Elliot could have had any woman in the city after Kathy left him and for some reason that Olivia couldn't even comprehend on some days, he had chosen her.
"You all right?" Elliot asked and it was then that Olivia realized just how long she had been lost in thought.
She shook her head quickly, bringing herself back to reality "Yeah," she said quietly "Yeah, I'm fine."
"You sure?" Elliot knew that he was pushing maybe just a little too much but she looked… unsettled about something.
"Yeah," she answered again "I was just thinking."
"About?" Elliot leaned closer.
"Nothing really," Olivia said dismissively, digging her fork down into the pancakes once more and shoving a large bite in her mouth. What better way to avoid answering a question?
Elliot stretched his legs out on the bed "It had to have been something," he stated simply.
Olivia chewed her mouthful of pancake very slowly. How does one tell their husband that they had started to wonder why he loved her in the first place? Somewhere in the back of Olivia's mind was the ever present fear that one day, Elliot would wake up and realize that he could do far better. The baby inside her meant more to her than just a child, it was a symbol of the connection she had with Elliot, something tangible that would bind them together no matter what. Somewhere deep inside, she thought that if the day did come that Elliot thought about leaving, he would see their son and remember that bond.
"There it is again," Elliot told her, placing a finger underneath her chin.
Olivia swallowed the last of the pancake and made a motion with her fork as if to get more "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, perhaps just a little too defensively.
Elliot's other hand rested on her hand as it attempted to lift another mouthful of pancake to her lips "Something's bothering you," he said in a knowing tone "Please talk to me?"
Olivia stared into those far too understanding blue eyes. What had she done right in her life to deserve this man? Why did he waste his time loving her when he deserved so much more than what she could ever hope to give him? She didn't know how to answer him so she simply brought her lips to his and kissed him. He tasted like syrup and she smiled, realizing that she more than likely tasted the same "I love you," she murmured against his mouth.
"I love you too," he said softly "That's why I want to know what's bothering you."
"It's nothing," she tried to dismiss it again "I was just thinking about the baby." That was a safe topic change. There were many things left to worry about concerning the baby. He was coming in two months and the nursery still wasn't painted. Olivia was also beyond terrified of what could possibly go wrong in child birth and every little thing that could go wrong after that.
"He's going to be fine," Elliot reassured her for the millionth time as he lifted her shirt to kiss the ever growing bulge that signified his child but as soon as his hand touched the fabric, Olivia scooted away.
"Please," she whispered in a small terrified voice. She shrank away from her husband, pulling her shirt down as far as she could to cover her stomach. In that moment, she was afraid for her child; she could think of nothing but JJ lifting her shirt up in the nightmare so that he could cut her son from her stomach and kill him in front of her.
"Liv," Elliot scooted closer, trying not to startle her "It's just me," he wasn't sure why she had reacted the way that she had. He thought maybe she was just a little self conscious about the extra wait. He didn't really mind; he had been through this three times before with Kathy and was used to the self consciousness but he had never seen Kathy or Olivia for that matter ever act like this.
Olivia inhaled sharply "Stay away from me," she nearly shouted and then, before she knew what she was doing she lashed out. Both glasses of orange juice on the tray fell over. Only when the wet juice seeped through her pajama pants did she come back to reality. She hid her face in her hands "Oh my God," she whispered. When she had knocked the glasses of juice over, she had been meaning to hit Elliot. She had been trying to hit her husband, except, she hadn't known it was him at the time. "Oh God," she whispered again. She felt Elliot's arms wrap around her "El, I… I'm so sorry."
Elliot held her close. He now knew that something was very wrong and that it went far beyond simple self consciousness "It's okay Liv," he whispered "I'm here."
Olivia buried her face in Elliot's chest "I know," she whispered "I know it's you."
Her words confused him but he didn't want to press the issue, not now. He simply sat with her and held her. He felt his heart breaking for her; she was hurting and he couldn't help her because she wouldn't talk to him about it. He ran his hand gently up and down her back, ignoring the orange juice that seeped into the sheets around them "I'm here," he simply whispered again.
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Captain Cragen rolled over in his bed and groaned. He hated being woken up on Saturday mornings like this. He hoped that it was just some trivial thing and that he could yell at the person who had woken him up and simply go back to sleep. He slapped aimlessly at the nightstand for a few moments before he got a hold of the phone. He lifted it to his ear and grumbled "Cragen," his name was barely understandable to his own ears, his voice was so bogged down with sleep.
"Captain Cragen?" the voice was one that Cragen didn't recognize "We thought that your squad would want to be alerted."
"Alerted to what?" Cragen asked, propping his head on his elbow, slowly becoming more and more awake with each passing second.
The person on the other end cleared their throat nervously "There's been a jail break."
A/N: DUN, DUN, DUN. What is going on here you may be asking yourselves. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Well you'll just have to wait and see now won't you? In the meantime, please review.