I'm headed off to a two week debate camp on Saturday, so updates might be scarce for a while. On a side note, it seems that most of the reviewers want Liv to have a single child, meaning she would barely be showing where she is, at 8-9 weeks. I was originally planning on twins (hence her showing so early), but I've changed it for the sake of what you guys want to see. So as far as inconsistencies with Liv already showing, just know that that's why they're there (that was a fun sentence to type). In the meantime, here's this.

CHAPTER 4

Olivia didn't want to face her coworkers. It was hard enough knowing that she had been raped by William Lewis, and now sooner or later they were going to find out that she was pregnant with his child. Even though that scared her, it was not nearly as petrifying as her personal predicament was. It was still shocking to her, even after three weeks. She was pregnant with her rapist's child. She was single, she was working off of a cop's salary, and she had no family. She was going to be a mother. These thoughts and others were repeating themselves relentlessly in Olivia's subconscious as she paced the final two blocks to make it to the 1-6 precinct. A single tear managed to slide down her cheek on the rather breezy July morning. As she approached the doors that led to what she considered to be her home, she quickly wiped away the tear with the back of her hand. She couldn't let her coworkers believe that there was anything wrong with her. She had to keep the charade going, at least for now.

Liv sighed and took a deep breath as she attempted to put on a look of confidence. Stepping out of the elevator, Olivia strutted into the SVU squad room, finally resuming her daily routine that she hadn't kept up with for two months. As she rounded the corner and entered her squad room for what felt like the first time in ages, she began to believe that things could finally return to normal. Or as normal as they can be, Olivia relented, once again reminding herself of the tiny part of William Lewis that was now inside her.

"Olivia? Thank God, we were convinced the government had shipped you out to Russia!" the familiar sarcasm of John Munch echoed within the walls of the precinct. The sergeant whom Olivia had looked up to for all of her nearly fifteen years at SVU peered over his glasses towards Liv, who had just put her purse down on her desk. Hearing the conspiracy riddled comment, Fin looked up from the DD5 he was filling out to greet the female detective whom he treated like his little sister.

"Shut up, Munch. Babygirl, it's been so long. You have no idea how much we've missed you," Fin whispered as her pulled Liv into a tight embrace; the pair hadn't seen each other in nearly two months, and he had worried about her every second of every day since her kidnapping.

Rollins noticed that Liv had returned and smiled at the senior detective before rushing out of the squad room to go meet a victim down at Mercy General.

Coming over to his desk bringing two cups of coffee, one for himself and the other for Olivia, whom he had noticed had entered the squad room, Detective Nick Amaro had been wondering when Liv would come back from leave. Handing her the coffee he had made for her. Nick smiled and observed, "Has it been two months already? Liv, you have no idea how happy I am to have you back. It's just not the same, chasing down perps with Fin. I appreciate your words of support towards the victims, and not Fin's "Imma pop a cap in yo' ass" outlook on things."

Olivia smiled, graciously accepting the coffee Nick had made for her, trying her best to not let them see her intense nausea that was brought on by the stench of the drink. She sat down at her desk and started picking up her new case files, replying, "I've missed you too, Nick. How have things been around here?"

Nick responded, "Pretty slow. We haven't had anything major happen while you were gone, no changes or anything. But speaking of changes, have you been using some new lotion? You're absolutely glowing, Olivia."

Liv tried to conceal the surprised expression on her face, quickly retorting, "Oh it's nothing. It's probably because I'm well rested from all the extra sleep I've been getting." She knew that was total bullshit. She hadn't been getting any sleep, due to her night terrors and morning sickness that loved to make an appearance at 5 A.M. She just hoped that Nick would be okay with her response; he was a father, and Liv knew full well that Nick was pretty familiar with the symptoms of pregnancy. All she could do for now was pray that Nick wouldn't be catching on to her secret any time soon.

Nick shook his head and decided to leave Olivia alone, realizing that with her last response she was clearly trying to cover something up. He wanted to know what she was hiding, but at the moment he was more concerned with not irritating his partner on her first day back at work. Trying to change the subject, he nonchalantly mentioned, "It's been a while, Liv. You should probably go see Cragen so you can get up to speed on things."

Olivia was relieved that Nick would lay off hassling her for information she wasn't ready to disclose with anyone just yet. She gave a slight smile before backing her chair up and making her way towards the Captain's office, where Don Cragen would without a doubt be sitting at his desk, waiting for her.

"Olivia," Cragen smiled, his eyes resting upon the Detective whom he treated as if she were his daughter.

"It's good to see you again, Captain," Olivia replied, happy to once again see her squad commander, whom she saw as a father figure. In more ways than one, her squad was a family to her. Little did they know that a small, barely visible mound forming on Olivia's abdomen was a telltale sign that there would soon be a new member to that family, even if the circumstances of the conception were less than pleasant.

"We're happy to have you back, Liv. The good news for now is that there's nothing I need to brief you on immediately. However, I hate to be the one to bring it up, but Lewis has recovered enough, and the court has ruled him healthy enough to stand trial. Pre-trial motions have already begun, but the actual trial is set for about three weeks from now. Barba will be around in a few days to get you prepped, but I should inform you that you will be testifying, and we're going rape I and attempted murder. I'm sorry Olivia, but I promise you that this entire squad will be with you the whole way. Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be able to send this monster exactly where he belongs… are you alright, Olivia?"

Olivia had turned a pasty shade of white. She hadn't heard anything Cragen had said past when the trial would be. Just the mere mention of William Lewis had caused her stomach to do flip-flops. She quickly shook her head as she clamped her hand over her mouth, knowing that she was going to be sick. Cragen had caught onto this, and had quickly handed her the trashcan he always kept next to his desk.

Liv gratefully accepted the trashcan as she threw up the remains of the sole piece of toast she had consumed that morning, passing it off as breakfast. Cragen handed her a tissue, which she used to wipe off her mouth. The color was now returning to her face, which was red with embarrassment. She stammered, "Captain, I'm sorry you had to see that. I swear I'm not sick, I just didn't eat a good breakfast."

Not buying her excuse, Cragen raised a single eyebrow. He saw the depressed look on his detective's face; it was her first day back, and here she was, already expecting to get sent home. He gave her a warm smile and compromised, offering, "All right, Liv. It's your first day back, so go catch an hour in the crib. You can stay here for interrogations and booking, but no going to crime scenes today. Don't want you tossing your cookies over Warner's crime scenes."

Olivia gave a long sign before trudging out of her captain's office and towards the crib. She was happy to be back to her family, even though in the back of her mind she was constantly being reminded that this family would soon have a new member, whether, Liv was prepared for it or not.