Okay, here I am with the final chapter for this story.I loved this story from the beginning and I also loved all your reviews. They encouraged me to go on and update this story. Nettie-your help is wonderful as always.
Tori, Stace and Jen, thanks for all your encouragment. Don't forget to check a poem named Tears by BiggestSVUFAN, (it's in my profile page) Thanks!!
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One month and two long weeks had passed since Olivia decided to stay in NY. It was a hard decision considering she would end up breaking Elliot's heart or Sean's. But her decision was much easier when she became aware of the fact that she would end up breaking not only Elliot's heart, but hers as well if she decided to leave. After all, Sean deserved someone who would truly love him. She just couldn't walk away from the only man she ever allowed herself to fall in love with.
Olivia felt safe in his arms, in the arms of love. When she was in his arms it felt like she could really forget about every crime they saw. It was a place where she could take a break from everything she was going through. But their love would still hurt, it would always do. The feelings they felt for each other were so deep and true, that it would always hurt to love someone that much.
Olivia was there now, wrapped in his arms in the middle of the night. She would always find herself there; her head resting gently on his chest where she could feel every beat of his heart. Every beat of her heart was meant for him, they were produced by a heart that was property of someone else- Elliot. How stupid that sounded? Well, she was used to feeling stupid when she was near him.
This woman was not tired, even though it was 3:00am. Lately, she was either hungry or sleepy, but this night she was not. She got up trying not to wake Elliot up this time. She moved from his arms and sat staring at him, thinking how much she would have lost if she decided to go back to London. Suddenly, she was starving, so walking tip toe, she headed to the kitchen.
Once there, she thought about how good it would be to take a sip of a cold beer, which was waiting for her in the refrigerator, but she couldn't. She opted for an almost complete pack of cookies. "Mmm," she moaned as she took a bite of one of them. She then poured a glass of milk before walking back to the warm bed.
As Olivia sat in bed covered by the blanket, she couldn't stop thinking about the way she was going to give Elliot the news. The waiting was killing her, because she was so ready for this big step, but would he? He already had many responsibilities with his kids, work and trying not to kill IAB. They'd been on their asses since Olivia decided to work in SVU once again.
They'd been dating for almost two months; well… in fact it was going to be two month- after two weeks. But she knew he was the one meant for her, the one meant to create a family with her. As much as she wanted to tell him, there was something telling her it was too soon for this kind of commitment. What if he thought it was too soon? She would never recover from that.
As Olivia put her glass of milk on the night table she could feel Elliot waking up. She turned to face him and found he was already facing her. "Midnight snacks?" he whispered smiling pointing to her cookies and milk. He caused her to let out a small laugh before answering.
"I was hungry," she whispered smiling. Elliot laughed before taking a peek at his watch, knowing it was late for her to be awake. He was more than surprised to know what time it was. He rubbed his eyes before yawning and took her hand in his. He wanted to head back to his peaceful dreams with her in his arms.
"Come back to sleep, baby," he found himself yawning once again. He could swear something was wrong with her, or she wouldn't look so sad. He tried to search for a sign she was okay, but when he found none, he started to worry. He could see how silent tears fell from her eyes when she opened her mouth to answer him. "What is it?" he asked sitting up so he could be nearer to her.
What was ripping her heart out of her chest was the doubt as whether she should keep the baby or not. Olivia couldn't believe she was actually thinking of having an abortion. "We need to talk," the words escaped her mouth before she could even think about it. She was not ready to tell him yet; she needed to decide if she would keep the baby before telling him. How could she even consider the idea of giving the baby away when she was talking about Elliot being the father?
She couldn't tolerate herself at this point. Why would she ever doubt Elliot wanting the baby she would give him? She was probably overreacting about this situation! But what would happen if she was not? She was not strong enough to keep a baby he would not want, and she would not allow him to want this baby only because he was Catholic and he was against abortion. The baby didn't deserve that. "This is serious?" he asked concern obvious in his eyes.
Olivia nodded before her brain could notice. It was now or never, she would have to tell him. Her hope for this was so strong, she couldn't tolerate it if he dared to ruin this for her. They'd hurt each other in the past, but nothing was compared to this. Nothing would be compared to the disappointment she would feel if he didn't feel the same. That's when she realized she was thinking about a lot of 'maybes' and 'what ifs'. It was time to know what the real reaction would be. "I'm pregnant,"
Olivia Benson has just dropped a bombshell on the love of her life. Elliot stared at her for some seconds before tears fell from his eyes. He was not sure if he should cry or laugh, so he did both. He was so incredibly overwhelmed by her announcement that he didn't know how to react. It shocked him when he realized she didn't seem happy about it "Are you going to keep the baby?" he asked.
Was he really asking that to her? Of course she wanted to keep the baby! But if he was asking that, it meant he was not sure about it. She feared this, she feared the disappointment. Hell, this was the reason she was not ready to tell him yet. "I don't know… do you want to keep the baby?" she asked as tears started to fall. She was soon overwhelmed by a sob stuck in her throat- making it impossible to talk.
"It's your body, I can't force you to do anything," he whispered as tears made it difficult to focus on her facial expressions. Elliot couldn't believe she had doubts about something like this. He had dreamt about her telling him she was pregnant, but he had to admit his dreams were happier.
"It would help if you tell me you want to Elliot; because you know I'd love to have a baby." Her tears stopped falling when he wrapped his arms around her body, in a tight hug. "I want this so much," she whispered into his ear as both cried silently.
"Olivia, baby, I thought you would know how much I want this," he said as they broke the hug. She felt so stupid as he talked to her. How could she doubt him?
"I love you," Olivia whispered before both of them laid back in bed wrapped in each other's arms. This time, he was stroking her stomach.
"I love you too," he said back.
They both thought how different it felt when he was stroking her stomach now. It had a much deeper meaning, because this time, he was not simply touching her stomach, he was touching their child. "Thank you," Elliot whispered as he leaned in to kiss her.
"For what?" she asked smiling happily now she knew he was ready for this.
"For staying and for loving me like you do," he whispered before she rested her head on his chest.
She smiled before answering "In that case, I have to thank you too," Olivia whispered before both fell asleep.