Let me clarify that Kathy WILL NOT be having this child. That would be wrong in so many ways so, don't panic.
"Here's your coffee," Elliot said handing Olivia a thermos of warm coffee.
"Thanks," she said taking it into her hand, "Let's go."
"Are you sure you want to stay on this case?" Elliot asked once they were in the parking lot of Mercy General, "I'm sure Cragen will understand."
"El, it's fine," Olivia said giving him a small smile.
"Fine," he said reluctantly, "Let's go talk to her."
When they walked down the hall to Molly's room they were surprised by what they saw. She was holding her baby. She must have went into labor during the night. "How is it that her baby is alive? She didn't look that far along to me."
"Liv," Elliot said stopping her before they reached the door, "Can you handle this?"
"Yes," she said a little harsher than she should.
"Hi Molly," Olivia said stepping into the room with Elliot following close behind.
"Look at my baby girl," Molly said with a grin on her face, "Her name is Emily Rose. She was born last night."
Olivia looked down at the small child in Molly's arms and couldn't help but smile. The baby was absolutely gorgeous with crystal blue eyes and a hint of blonde hair and a cute button nose. "She's beautiful."
"Do you want to hold her?"
Olivia seemed somewhat caught off guard by the question. She wanted to hold a baby but, she wanted to hold her own baby. She shook her head no, "We actually just came to ask you a few questions."
Elliot was standing in the background making sure he stayed his distance. The victims usually were more comfortable talking to a female detective than a male and he understood that.
"So, Molly, you said that your attacker threatened to shoot you in your stomach?" Olivia asked trying no to look at the baby.
"Yes," Molly answered taking in a deep breath.
"Molly, yesterday when I first saw you I wouldn't have known you were pregnant. Your stomach was barely sticking out," Olivia said making eye contact, "Do you think somebody you know could have done this?"
Molly seemed to think about it for a moment. She started staring off into space and ignoring the baby in her lap until Olivia got her attention again, "Molly?"
"I have a husband," Molly said smiling at Emily, "He was drafted about a year ago. He has a brother, Jeff."
"Did Jeff know you were pregnant?"
"He was the first to know," Molly said sadly.
"You did good Molly," Olivia said, "We are going to need his address."
"5221 West Street," she answered placing her finger into her child's hand.
Olivia wrote the address down on her notepad she carried with her and then turned grabbing Elliot and walking out. She didn't say anything in the car on the way to Jeff Burgess's house. Elliot knew that she was picturing herself holding a small child of her own. He knew it was what she longed for.
"We will make a baby," he assured her before stepping out of the car in front of Jeff's apartment.
"I know," she said. "Can we talk about that tonight?"
"Of course," he said. "We better get going though because it looks like Jeff is leaving."
They both stepped out of the car and walked in Jeff's direction hollering his name and running up in front of him blocking his path.
"Jeff Burgess?" Elliot asked just to be sure.
"Yes?"
"We are Detective Stabler's from Manhattan SVU and we would like to ask you a couple of questions," Elliot stated.
"Okay," Jeff cooperated, "What's this about?"
"Do you know Molly Burgess?" Elliot asked.
"She's my sister in-law," he answered.
"Did you know she was pregnant?" Olivia asked.
"Yes," he answered honestly, "I was the first to know."
"Where were you lat night?" Olivia badgered, " Around 8:30?"
"Work," he answered messing with the baseball cap on his head, "You can ask my boss."
"Don't worry," Olivia said narrowing her eyes, "We plan to."
On that note they took off and went back to the precinct to check out his alibi. Sometimes Olivia wished she could just punch people in the face and not get in trouble for it. Some people really deserved it. "Imagine what a world that would be," she thought to herself.
"Jeff's boss says he wasn't at work," Elliot said waving his cell phone in the air as he walked into the squad room. "Fin and Munch were out so they picked him up and we just need our confession."
Olivia sighed, it was always worse for the victim when someone they knew and trusted was their rapist. She couldn't begin to imagine. It hadn't taken long in the interrogation room with Elliot and Olivia badgering and yelling at Jeff until he confessed to raping Molly. He said he did it and he had no remorse. "What a bastard," Olivia thought. She was sure Elliot was thinking the same thing.
They ended up finishing their paperwork for a the first time in a while and even had ten minutes to spare before they were done for the day.
"Bye guys," Fin said to them as he held the peace sign and headed toward the elevator.
"Bye Fin," they replied in unison.
"You ready to go babe?" Elliot asked turning the light on his desk off.
"Yeah," she said after a yawn, "I'm tired."
"How about we go home, order a pizza, and head to bed?"
"Can we talk about the baby thing?"
"Yes," he answered and kissed her on top of her head. They walked out of the precinct together with Olivia nuzzled in Elliot's side. They had gotten used to doing that so now it had become a routine.
Once they were at home in the comfort of their own house, Elliot called the pizza place and placed a delivery for one large pepperoni pizza and then sat down on the couch by Olivia.
"So," he said, "Let's talk."
She looked at him and he could see that she was clearly hurting from the case and the miscarriage. He took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze to let her know that it would be okay.
"When Molly asked me if I wanted to hold Emily," Olivia began saying, "I wanted to so bad but, I got jealous. Can you believe that? Jealous. I wanted to be able to hold my own child in my arms and cuddle it so it wouldn't cry."
"I know Liv," Elliot said rubbing his thumb over her hand as he held it, "I know. We will have a baby. I promise you. Whatever it takes."
"I love you," she whispered.
"And I love you." Elliot leaned forward so he was forehead to forehead with Olivia. They could feel one another breathing as they looked deep into each other's eyes. "I love you," he said again before his lips crashed elegantly into hers. She tilted her head just a little to the left so she could slip in her tongue.
"Shirt," she said coming up for air.
Elliot stopped kissing her just long enough for him to pull his shirt off over his head and then he went back to her lips. She took her hands and ran them down his chest feeling every muscle and every scar. Elliot was working on taking Olivia's shirt off when the doorbell rang.
"Dammit!" Elliot yelled, "I forgot about the pizza guy coming!"
Olivia just laughed as she got up to answer the door. "Thank you," she told the man after handing him the pay.
"I'm not so much hungry for pizza anymore," she said throwing the box onto the table. She reached down to her pants and unbuttoned them letting them fall to the floor exposing her leopard printed panties. She walked passed Elliot making sure she was shaking her butt so he got the hint to follow her to the bedroom.
"Me either," he gasped following behind her.
