When Olivia gets home she finds Ava on the couch asleep. She covers her with a blanket and goes to take a shower. Before she goes to bed she goes to check on Ava. She bends down, brushes Ava's hair out of her face and gives her a kiss on the forehead.
"You don't have to be so quiet, I'm not asleep," Ava says groggily.
"Did I wake you up?" Olivia questions.
"No. I just can't fall asleep. Spring break is almost over and I'm really dreading going to back to school,"
"It'll be ok,"
"I hope so,"
"Try to get some sleep..." Olivia begs.
"How can I? I never know if you're going to be here when I wake up,"
"I know, but I'm always just a phone call away,"
"Night mom,"
"Night kiddo,"
When Ava wakes up Olivia is sitting on the couch next to her.
"What time is it?" Ava asks.
"Time for me to go to work,"
"Don't get shot,"
"Ok,"
"I love you,"
"I love you too. Do you want to do anything today? While I'm at work? If you go with your friends you can go do something,"
"I'd really rather just stay home,"
"Ok, well I left some money on the counter so you can order a pizza, or something for lunch,"
"K,"
"Bye,"
"Bye,"

Olivia leaves. Ava manages to get the school year without anyone finding out. Olivia is worried about her because she has barely gained any weight. Olivia manages to keep a balance between work and home somehow. Even though she tries to be home she still feels that she's neglecting Ava. She and Elliot are on a stakeout when he asks her about Ava.

"So is Ava still around?"
"Yeah,"
"How is she adjusting?"
"Good. I can't really get her out though. She's been kind of anti-social,"
"So how are you doing?"
"Ok,"
"Does the captain know about Ava?"
"No,"
"Why do I feel like you're keeping something from me?"
Olivia's cell phone rings and prevents her from answering Elliot.
"Hello?"
"Hi,"
"Ava is something wrong?"
"No. Not really. I just had a horrible dream that something happened to you,"
"I'm fine,"
"Ok good," Ava says just before sneezing.
"Bless you. Are you getting sick?"
"It's just a cold. I'm fine,"
"I've really got to go we're on a stakeout,"
"You and lover boy?"
"Yeah Elliot and I,"
"Can I talk to him?"
"No, we're busy. Ava I really need to go,"
"Just let me say hi, it'll only take a minute,"
"Fine,"
She hands the phone to Elliot. "Here,"
"Who is it?" Elliot asks Olivia.
"Ava," she replies.
"Hi Ava. How are you?"
"Fine. How are you Elliot?"
"I'm ok,"
"Good. Make sure that you keep an eye on her,"
"Why?"
"She's trouble," Ava reveals.
"I know. Ava I got to go she's giving me a dirty look,"
"Ok, bye," she tells him as they both hang up.
Elliot hands Olivia her phone back.

When Olivia gets home it's almost three in the morning. She goes into Ava's room to make sure she's ok. The lamp is on. She sits down on the bed next to Ava.

"Mom,"
"Are you still awake?"
"Yeah. I don't feel good,"
"What's wrong?"
"I can't breath,"
"What do you mean you can't breath?"
"I'm all clogged up,"
"Oh, we can go to the doctor in the morning,"
"Ok," Ava agrees.
Olivia kisses Ava on the forehead. She's burning up.
"Sweetheart you're fevered,"
"No I'm not. I'm cold,"
"Ava you're soaked in sweat. I'm going to go get the thermometer,
Olivia comes back with a thermometer and takes Ava's temperature. The thermometer reads 102.
"Come on get up,"
"Mom I'm so tired. Can't I just go to sleep?"
"No, babe you've got a one hundred and two fever you've got to go to the hospital,"
"I'm so tired," Ava whispers in a raspy voice. She struggles to get out of bed. She's just too weak to do it. Olivia takes a deep breath and attempts to lift her sixteen year old daughter. Not from lack of trying Olivia couldn't pick Ava up. Even if she had been able to lift her she couldn't have carried her. It had been a very long time since she had been able to carry Ava. Afterall Ava was now as big as she was. Olivia pulls Ava out of bed and gets her to her feet.
"Come one baby doll,"

They arrived at the hospital ten minutes later, and Ava is immediately admitted. After hooking Ava up to all sorts of machines the doctor finally comes in. By this point Ava is asleep.

"Miss Benson," the doctor says sympathetically.
"Yes?"
"We think that your daughter has pneumonia,"
"Think?"
"We're almost a hundred percent sure, but we can't be so without a chest x-ray. Of course due to her condition we can't give her an x-ray,"
"So what can you do?"
"We can start her on some anti-biotics. Keep her here for a day or two to monitor her and keep her from getting dehydrated and then we'll see from there,"
"Is that safe? I mean the anti-biotics?"
"Right now it's the best option. We can't give her a very strong medication, so it will take longer for the infection to go away, but it should work. She should be completely better in two to four weeks. There shouldn't be any detrimental effects to the baby either,"
"Ok,"

The doctor leaves Olivia. She sits there quietly just looking at Ava. For the first time it finally hits her that Ava isn't a little girl anymore. She finally comes to the realization that her baby has a baby inside of her. Up until that point she'd just been operating on auto-pilot. She tried not to think about the fact that her baby was having a baby. She blamed herself of course. She kept telling herself that it was her fault because she hadn't always been around for Ava. It didn't really matter. It was destined to happen, as some things are. So she just sat there and reflected for a while. Finally she fell asleep. She hadn't been asleep long when the sound of her phone woke her up.

"Hello?" she answers groggily.
"Hey Liv it's me," Elliot says on the other end.
"Hey,"
"The captain wanted me to call you. He said you aren't answering your home phone,"
"Oh, sorry. I'm not home. I'm at St. Mary's hospital,"
"What? Are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine. Ava's the one that's sick. She has pneumonia,"
"Oh,"
"I better hang up, so I can call the captain and tell him that I'm not coming in,"
"Yeah ok bye,"
"Bye," she hangs up.
She dials the captain's personal line.
"Captain Cragen,"
"Hi Cragen, it's me Olivia,"
"Are you ok?"
"Um I can't come into today I think I'm coming down with the flu. It's pretty nasty. I don't want to get everyone sick. I might not be able to come in for a few days," she lies trying to sound sick.
"Ok, well just rest, and try to get better," he tells her.
"Ok, thanks bye," she hangs up.
"Mom," Ava says weakly.
"What baby?"
"Are you going to work?"
"No, I'm going to stay here with you,"
"But mom," she tries to argue but is too weak.
"Don't argue. I'm staying here, and so are you. Just close your eyes and go back to sleep. You need to rest so you can get better,"
Olivia demands.
"Tell me a story,"
"A story? What kind of a story?"
"I don't know just make one up,"
"Ok," Olivia thinks for a minute and then calmly begins, "Once upon a time there was a cop..."
"I've heard this one before,"
"I'm not very good at making up stories,"
"Then just talk to me until I fall asleep,"
"About what?"
"Tell me about your boyfriend Elliot," Ava demands as she stares up at Olivia with her big blue eyes that have huge dark circles under them.
"Just because you're sick I'll humor you,"
"Good," Ava coughs.
"Well let's see. He's divorced and he has four kids. Three girls and a boy. Maureen is the oldest, then Kathleen, then the twins Elizabeth and Dickie,"
"Dickie?"
"He's catholic,"
"Oh, ok,"
"He's got a temper when it comes to unremorseful creeps,"
"Don't we all. Ok, now tell me about the day I was born,"
"Ok. You were born on July 6th 1991. It was hot, and more importantly it was hot. Did I mention it was really hot? The whole summer was hot. I thought that I'd croak before you came out. I was miserable the last few weeks. It was the middle of the night when my water broke. At first I panicked, but then I calmed down, gathered up my stuff, and drove to the hospital. I thought I was going to be tough, and not have any drugs. I toughed it out for thirteen hours. Then I asked for some drugs and they told me that it was too late because I was going to have to start pushing very soon. I pushed for an hour and you didn't budge. The doctor's decided to do an ultrasound at the last minute to see if something was wrong. And of course you were breech. So they wanted to do a c-section. They decide to wait an hour to see if they could move you. Somehow you managed to turn yourself around and finally after another hour of pushing you came out. You were grey at first and I thought there was something wrong with you. Then they put you on my chest and started cleaning you up, and you turned pink. I said "Ava Rose" and you opened your eyes and looked at me, and stopped crying. And that's what happened the day you were born," Olivia happily recounts the tale. As she finishes she looks over and sees that Ava has drifted back to sleep.