The next morning Olivia opened one eye and looked around, realizing where had she fallen asleep, Olivia felt a sickly taste in her mouth and leaned over the toilet just in time to throw up, again. After a few minutes of dry-heaving Olivia got up and threw the test into the trash. She runs a hand over her face. "What am I going to do?" she said softly. What a way to start your day, she thought.

As Olivia entered the squad room late yet again, she saw the captain in the doorway of his office, "In here now, Benson," came the annoyed voice of the captain.

She looked around the room for a moment then continued into the captain's office. Once inside she closed the door and leaned against the door frame as a wave of sickness hit her.

"Why were you late this morning? Are you still feeling sick?" asked Cragen.

Olivia decided that she really should tell Cragen the truth, well somewhat.

"Your right," sighing she continued, "I'm still not feeling alright, I had to make a doctor's appointment, oh, by the way, I might need this afternoon off, ummm, yea that's about it… I'm sorry about being late. It won't happen again." She said, really meaning it.

The captain gave her a strange look. "Olivia you can have the afternoon off and I do not want to see you back here until you are feeling 100 percent better and please, don't be afraid to tell me the truth."

"Thank you Cap." Said Olivia with a straight face.

That morning had been a slow day at the for the SVU, mostly paperwork for all of the detectives. The two detectives, Olivia and Kyra worked quietly for most of the morning; only Olivia taking the time to talk to John and Fin about her and Kyra's recent case. When 11:30 rolled around Olivia decided it was time to leave for her doctor's appointment that was scheduled for 12:30 and she had to make it uptown.

"Kyra, I'm going to leave. I have a doc appointment," said Olivia.

"ok. No problem," responded Kyra.

Olivia gathered the things she would need for the rest of the day, and if necessary, the rest of the week. She then decided to knock on Captain Cragen's door to tell him that she was leaving for the day and she would be in touch about the rest of the week.

Olivia made the drive to her doctor's appointment with time to spare. She went to the reception desk and checked it. "It will be a few minutes Ms. Benson."

"Alright, Thank You."

Olivia sat down in a comfy chair in the empty waiting room and started looking through the magazines on the coffee table. She found one about parenting and decided to skim through it.

After reading an article about what symptoms she was going to go through a nurse came around the corner and called her name. Olivia was lead back into the exam room and waited, yet again. After a short exam Dr. Lockhart let Olivia get dressed then asked her to follow her into the Abby's office.

"Well Olivia, you are most definitely pregnant. Have you told the father, yet?" Dr. Lockhart said. Olivia shook her head, suddenly feeling the whole in her heart growing. "Have you decided if you are going to keep it?" Olivia began to cry, her shoulders shaking with heavy emotion.

"I can't keep it," she managed to say between sobs.

"Are you completely sure?" Dr. Lockhart asked.

"No, but I'm not," Olivia groaned, "It's just that...it wasn't planned. If I had the baby it would just be me and it...wouldn't that be the same idea as that happened to me?" She sniffed.

"Olivia, I'm going to make you an appointment for an abortion. Best to get it done quickly, that way you don't go over the 3 month amount of time." Abby said.

Olivia nodded, while thinking that it was too late to take the morning-after pill and she knew she couldn't leave the child alone in the world, knowing that it's mother didn't want it. The doctor picked up her phone and chatted with someone, while Olivia tried to regain composure. Abby hung up.

"Well, you are lucky. I made you an appointment with Dr. Wheeler Friday morning. She had a cancellation. That's four days from now. Can you manage that it?"

"Yes."

"If you stop by her office tomorrow, she can give you the information and forms you will need to have filled out for Friday."

"ummm… Ok… Abby, Thank you for everything." Olivia said right before wiping her noise of the Kleenex she grabbed moments before.

Olivia left the doctor's office with a very heavy mind. She drove back to the station and went straight to Captain Cragen's office without even looking around the squad room to see who was there. She knocked on the captain's door and then he answered the door. Don stood up from his desk and approached the door, being surprised to see Olivia standing there. He told her to come in and sit down.

"So. Are you all right Olivia? I'm really worried," he said, looking like a worried father, instead of the persistent Captain he usually looks like.

"Yeah. I think I might need Friday off and the weekend," she asked.

"Oh. Well, are you going to tell me?" he said, "Olivia I wont think any less of you and you know that, right?"

She nodded and he studied her face.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yep."

She forced a smile before leaving Cragen's office and heading back to her own desk.

Kyra sat down across from her and leaned forward on her elbows.

"What are you working on?" Olivia asked.

"I was filing out a report so the ADA can take it to court, but I became sidetracked going through Leah Devalos's family's financials," she said.

"I'll do the report for Casey," she offered, "Then I'll run it down to her, too."

"You sure?" Kyra said.

"Yeah, it's the least I can do, I mean I have been under the weather lately, and I'm going to be out Friday anyway."

After a hour of working, Kyra shoved a paper across the desk to Olivia.

"Look at this," she said, "Her parents had yearly payments to her insurance plan, all equal increments, but last month was twice as much."

"Maybe she had a check up and got a blood screening," Olivia offered.

"Maybe the father paid for her crappy abortion job," Kyra said. She straitened her posture

and looked like she had just solved the case all on her own.

"Why'd you think she decided to get an abortion?" Olivia said nonchalantly.

"The pregnancy wasn't planned," she said. "Her fault," she shrugged.

Olivia looked at her incredulously. "Her fault?! What about the boyfriend?" She exclaimed.

"Of course he's responsible, too," Kyra said, puzzled at her reaction.

"Besides," Olivia said, "She's a teenager, Maybe she didn't want to screw up her life." She knew she sounded overly defensive.

"Well it's pretty well screwed up now, she has no life at all." Kyra said mater-fact-ly.

Olivia left the office early, again. She dropped off the paperwork for Casey, made a lunch date with her for the next day, Wednesday then went straight to the doctor's office. The receptionist took Olivia's name and then gave her the forms that she had to fill out. So, she spent half an hour in the waiting room filling out all of the paperwork. After she was finished the receptionist filled the papers and gave Olivia a little piece of paper with the date and time of her appointment. She had just turned to go when she heard a familiar voice behind her,

"Olivia? What are you doing here?" Olivia tensed up and turned, "I could ask you the same thing, Kyra," Olivia said,

"Give a gal some slack."

"Okay," she said, looking at Kyra, "I'm going." Olivia turned and started towards the door. She felt someone grab onto the arm of her jacket,

"Olivia, wait. I got a call from Leah's mother, She was going through her daughter's room and found an appointment card from this doctor. She called us when no one would release any information on the appointment over the phone." "Wait, Olivia, why are you here?" asked Kyra.