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The next afternoon Olivia was half lying on the couch, watching TV while Elliot was at work. She must have dozed off because she woke to the sound of the key being turned in the door.
She looked up from the couch to see Elliot being shoved in to the house with force. Dean Porter was the culprit and he had a gun.
"Well hello, Olivia." Dean said with a smirk, which sent a chill down Olivia's spine. "Wow, your belly is getting big."
Olivia began to shake in fear as she rubbed her belly but refused to talk.
"Sit down beside her, Elliot."
Elliot obeyed his command and sat down on the couch beside his wife.
Dean walked over to Olivia and put his hand on her belly.
"Don't touch me." She seethed in anger and pushed his hand off so he punched her in the face.
Olivia whimpered in pain and Elliot moved to comfort her but Dean pointed the gun to his head.
"Don't move otherwise I will be very tempted to shoot you."
Elliot nodded and moved back to his spot.
"Ok now that I have your attention. I have some of Olivia's secrets to spill to you, Elliot."
"Shut up, Dean." Olivia seethed in anger only to receive another punch to the face.
"No you shut up, Olivia. I think that your husband has a right to hear this." He said, slowly saying the husband before evily laughing and continuing. "Now, Elliot, there is a lot about little Olivia here that you don't know about."
"And what's that?" Elliot asked, deciding to join in to his little game.
Dean sat on the coffee table in front of Elliot and Olivia.
"Well Olivia here used to sleep around. She -----"
"Shut the hell up, Dean." She cried with tears freely flowing down her olive toned cheeks.
"Let me finish, Olivia...Anyway, she wanted it and enjoyed every moment."
Olivia was crying and covering her ears.
"She would walk in to a bar and walk out with a guy or two after just twenty minutes. She would take them to some dirty hotel room. I'm very surprised that she hasn't got a dozen children by now." Dean said and got up, facing away from them.
Elliot used this as an opportunity to stop Dean.
He quickly got up and tackled the unexpecting Dean.
Olivia pushed herself off the couch and hid behind it as the two men struggled with the gun.
Two shots were eventually fired and Olivia popped her head around the couch to see Dean unconscious on the fllor and Elliot standing over him with the gun.
Olivia got up, ignoring the pain in her lower abdomen which continued as she walked over to Elliot.
"El." She said and put a hand on his arm.
"Don't you dare touch me." He seethed in anger and pushed her hand away, like it was poisonous.
Olivia felt a sudden, sharp pain in her lower abdomen. "Ah!" She cried as she put her hands on her lower abdomen.
"Don't fake pre-term labour to get out of this." He yelled.
The sharp pain ended but it was replaced with pressure in her pelvis.
"I'm not faking." She cried.
"Whatever." He replied and walked away.
Olivia sighed and grabbed her purse before rushing out. She caught a taxi.
"Please take me to Mercy General Hospital and make it quick." She begged.
The man turned around and noticed how desperate and pregnant she was. "Of course, ma'am. I know some short cuts." He spoke, kindly before driving off.
Olivia sat in the backseat of the taxi, quietly, cradling her belly and rocking as she cried silent cries.
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Elliot's Point of View
I walked out of my and Olivia's bedroom after hearing the front door slam. I finally realised how stupid I was.
"Livvie." I called out, looking for my pregnant wife.
I got no reply so I walked in to the living room to find Dean still unconscious on the floor.
"Shit." I mutter as I grab the house phone.
I called her cell phone and she didn't answer, so I decided to call Cragen and Casey. "I better call an ambulance too." I thought to myself.
I call an ambulance and then Casey.
"ADA Novak." She answered professionally.
"Hi Casey, it's Elliot."
"Hi Elliot. What's up?"
"Have you seen Liv?"
"No. Why?" She asked concerned.
"We had an argument after Dean Porter held us at gun point and she complained of abdominal pains. I---I accused her of faking pre-term labour." I choked out.
Casey sighed. "I'll go down to Mercy General because Olivia told me that she wanted to have the baby there. They should let me in since I am her other next of kin."
"Thank you, Casey."
"Elliot, just remember I can't keep bailing you out when you hurt Liv. You need to control that anger problem of yours." She said and hung up.
After hanging up and calling Cragen, I sat on the couch with my head in my hands. "Liv may not forgive me this time." I thought to myself.
I just hoped that she wouldn't ask for a divorce.
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Olivia's Point of View
I pay the taxi driver and step out. "Thank you."
"No problem, Ma'am. I'm a father of four."
I nod and slightly smiled before turning around and walking in to the hospital.
I dediced to go straight up to Maternity so I walk to the elevators and stepped in one, pressing '4' for the fourth floor.
As I feel more pressure on my lower abdomen in the elevator, I rub my belly. "Ana, it's too early, baby girl. You need to stay in me for another few months, sweetie." I coo to my unborn daughter.
The elevator doors open and I step out, walking up to the desk.
"I think I'm in pre-term labour." I say to the African-American woman sitting behind the desk.
"Ok, ma'am. What's your name?"
"Mrs Olivia Stabler."
The lady got up out of her chair. "Ok, Mrs Stabler. I'll go get an avaliable doctor." She spoke, caringly before walking in to the doctor's lounge.
The lady re-emerged about two minutes later with a female doctor who was fit and stood about five foot three with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
"I'm Dr Jasmine Quinn. Follow me, Mrs Stabler.
"Call me Olivia." I replied.
"Ok, Olivia." She replied as she opened up a door. "Put this gown on and then hop up on the bed. I'll be back in a minute." She said and walked out.
I got changed in to the gown before getting up on the bed.
-Back to normal point of view
Dr Quinn returned about three minutes later with an ultrasound machine, just in case.
"Ok, I'll do a cervical examination first. So put your legs in the stirrups." She said and sat on a stool at the foot of the bed.
Olivia put her legs in the stirrups and the doctor did the cervical examination.
"Yes, you're in pre-term labour, Olivia. Your cervix has softened and is beginning to dilate. I'm going to start you on Magnesium Sulfate to stop the contractions; also I'll give you something for the baby's lungs if we can't stop the labour." She explained to Olivia and took off the gloves.
Olivia took her legs out the stirrups and laid on her side, curling up as best she could.
A nurse walked in and passed an IV bag to Dr Quinn before walking out again.
"Here is the Magnesium Sulfate." She said and put it up on the IV pole. "Please give me your arm, Olivia."
Olivia gave her arm to the doctor and looked away as she put the needle in the inside of her elbow before connecting it to the IV.
"All done. If your contractions don't stop, I will have to give you something for the baby's lungs, ok? But hopefully we can stop the labour."
Olivia nodded as she cried silent tears.
"Do you want me to call your husband?" She asked as she leaned down near the bed, close to Olivia.
Olivia shook her head. "No, we had an argument."
Dr Quinn sighed and nodded as she stood again.
A nurse walked in. "There's a Casey Novak at the desk asking for Mrs Stabler."
Dr Quinn looked at Olivia. "Do you want her to come in?"
Olivia nodded and wiped away her tears.
Dr Quinn looked back at the nurse. "You can let her in."
The nurse nodded and left to get Casey.
"So, who is Casey?"
"My best friend. She's an ADA." Olivia replied in a whisper.
The door opened and Casey walked in.
"I'll leave you two alone. Olivia, I'll be back in about thirty minutes to check on you, but if you need me before then, press the call button and a nurse will page me." She said and left as Casey sat down on the chair beside the bed.