Ohh, this is a rather fast update! I'm having a pretty good time with this, considering it contains evil! I own nothing other than the baby, who has yet to be born.
Elliot threw his jacket on, not bothering to button it. He sprinted to his car and jumped inside, slamming the door shut and jamming the key into the ignition.
Olivia had begged him to come to her apartment, shaky sobs nearly drowning her voice. There had to be something seriously wrong. Olivia would never call him in tears, pleading for him to go see her. If Dean had done something to hurt her, he was going to be angrier than he had ever been.
The ride to her apartment seemed so long, yet he wondered why he hadn't gotten a speeding ticket. He didn't even bother to lock his car or knock on her door. He softly pushed it open. "Liv?"
He scanned over the apartment. "Olivia?" he called. Then he saw her, and his heart split in two. She lay on the couch, curled into a tiny ball. Several crumpled tissues lay scattered all over the floor.
He slowly crept toward her. "Liv," he said gently, carefully sitting beside her. Olivia shakily sat up. "Liv, what happened?"
Olivia bit her lip, wondering if she was doing the right thing by opening up to him. She had built indestructible walls around her heart her entire life. Walls that she thought could protect her from anything.
"D-Dean left me."
"Liv, I'm so sorry," he whispered, feeling anger well up inside him. "Did you two get in a fight?" Olivia nodded.
"Th- the baby," she rasped. Elliot felt his stomach drop ten floors. Had she lost the baby?
"What happened, Liv. Did something happen to the baby?" he soothingly rested his hand on her shoulder, encouraging her to speak to him. Olivia let out a long breath.
"I got my ultrasound," she began. A tiny smile crept across her face. "It's a girl." Elliot smiled softly.
"That's great, Liv."
"But they caught some..." She hesitated. "Differences in the sonogram image. They ran some tests, and..." She felt another wave of tears spring to her eyes. "The baby tested positive for Down syndrome." Her eyes slid shut as she fought against the tears.
Elliot's mouth dropped, and he tried to say something, anything at all, to soothe her, but no words came. "What did Dean do when you told him?"
"He asked how I could have let it happen then grabbed his jacket and ran out," Olivia seethed, suddenly feeling angry enough to explode. "I trusted him, and he walked out on me."
Without another word, Elliot pulled her into his arms. Olivia started to pull away, but his arms felt so comfortable around her, encasing her in warmth. She surprised both of them by leaning into his embrace. Neither of them spoke. They didn't need to. They merely sat there, in pure silence, wrapped in each other's arms.
Finally, Olivia pulled away. "Thanks," she whispered. Elliot rubbed soothing circles on her back. Olivia opened her mouth to speak again, but she froze, not wanting to say too much. But her frustration got the best of her. "He wanted me to get an abortion," she hissed. "An abortion, El. He wanted me to kill my baby, his baby."
"So that's why he got angry with you?" Olivia nodded.
"But I'm not getting rid of this baby," she whispered fiercely. "No matter what, I'm keeping it."
"You'll do a great job, Liv. You're gonna be an amazing mother. And don't let him get the best of you. You're too good for him." For the first time, he noticed a red mark on her upper arm. His eyes widened. "Liv, did he hit you?" he demanded.
Olivia shook her head. "He just grabbed me. He was pretty upset. I would have kicked his ass had he not run out."
Elliot smiled, but kept his gentle grip on her arm. That was his Liv. "I bet you would have." He stopped fingering her arm. "Is there anything you need? Just tell me."
Olivia shook her head, but a thought struck her. Her baby needed somebody to father it. But what if he said no? "El?" she asked nervously. "I don't want this baby to grow up without a father, and-" Elliot cut her off.
"I'll do it."
"But what about Kathy?"
"Kathy doesn't have any say in what I do anymore," he scoffed. "I'm a free man now, Liv, I don't need to listen to her."
"Are you sure about this? I mean, you have your kids."
"They won't mind, Liv. You know my kids adore you. I actually think they like you more than Kathy." He let out a soft chuckle.
Olivia smiled slightly. "Thanks, El. It means a lot to me."
"I'll do anything for you, Liv." He rested his hand over hers. "I promise."
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Two weeks later, Olivia lay sprawled across the couch, eating apple slices and staring aimlessly at the television screen. She hadn't seen hide or hair of Dean since the night he left her. Elliot had been a saint. He had loaned her a stack of baby books and had taken her to a meeting for pregnant women carrying disabled babies.
True, she somewhat missed Dean, but she knew that she was better off without him. She heard Elliot knock on the door before letting himself in, carrying a pizza box.
"Thanks," she said, fighting the urge to tackle him.
"Triple meat pizza and apple slices," Elliot noted. "What a combination."
"Hey, you aren't carrying a child demanding meat, cheese, and fruit," Olivia accused, greedily grabbing a slice of pizza.
"I guess I'm just lucky to be a man, then." Elliot grabbed a piece for himself. Olivia's hand suddenly flew to her still barely-swollen belly. "Liv, what is it?"
"I think I'm about to puke," she groaned. "Why is it I always get morning sickness at night?" She hurried to the bathroom and knelt in front of the toilet, emptying the contents of her stomach.
Elliot crouched beside her and rubbed comforting circles on her back. "You've had a time with morning sickness, haven't you?"
Olivia moaned softly. "Was Kathy's first pregnancy this bad?" Elliot nodded and reached for the washcloth on the sink. He stood up and wet it with cool water, then pressed it against Olivia's forehead.
"Yeah. Morning sickness is usually worst during the first pregnancy." He helped her up and flushed the toilet. "You wanna go lay down?" Olivia shook her head.
"No. I'm still starving." She managed to eat another slice without throwing up. When she was done, she curled up at the end of the couch and let out a loud yawn. Elliot chuckled.
"If you're sleepy, just go to bed." But she was out like a light. Elliot gently scooped her up and carried her to her bedroom. He gently settled her on the bed. He pulled the covers over her, and started to leave, but froze when he heard a soft whimper. Olivia furrowed her eyebrow and shuddered in her sleep.
"Shh," he soothed, smoothing her hair back. "It's okay." She flinched slightly, but settled down. She had had several nightmares in the past couple of weeks, and she hadn't told him what they were about. He assumed they were about the baby. He had tried to tell her that it wasn't her fault, but he knew that deep down, Olivia was burdened with guilty feelings, mingled with anger toward herself
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As the weeks passed by, Olivia's stomach slowly began to grow. "I'm sick of files," she groaned, pushing the last file of the night away from her.
"I know. But you can't chase perps until a few weeks after you have the baby." Elliot leaned back in his chair. Olivia rolled her eyes.
"Thanks, El, that makes me feel so much better," she scoffed, taking a sip of strawberry flavored water, which she had been craving for weeks.
"I don't know how you drink that."
"You know I can't have too much caffeine." Olivia stood up and slipped into her jacket. Suddenly, she felt a tiny flutter inside her stomach. It was so gentle, yet she felt it, and she broke into a smile.
"What's funny?" Elliot asked. Olivia shook her head.
"Nothing," she whispered. "The baby just kicked for the first time." Elliot also smiled. Olivia felt yet another tiny flutter. That kick, that tiny kick, was her baby. The baby that Dean had wanted her to kill simply because she would be different. But Olivia already loved her daughter more than anything in the world.
"Congratulations, Mommy," Elliot joked. Olivia smiled even more widely. She was going to be a mother. And she didn't even want to think about Dean ever again. She knew that she could find a better man.
He was standing right in front of her.
Aww, Livvy loves Elly! Review, please. Can you get me to 35? Pwetty pwease with El on top and Liv on the... hehe... *runs to write smut*