A/N: Hi! I can't believe this is already chapter six. Wow. Anybody catch the new SVU last night? I absolutely love the new detectives :-) And I love the feel of the show this season. LOVE. Anyways, I promise this is the last bad thing that happens to Calvin. Promise. One of my lovely reviewers (Piper Chris Melinda Halliwell) has started her own Calvin story, and she asked if I could be the beta for it. It's super amazing so far and it's called Absent Love! So go check it out if you like this story! Even if you don't like this story (which if you didn't, why are you even reading the sixth chapter? Ahem. ;-)), you should still go read Absent Love. Also also, someone once asked me (don't remember who it was) if Olivia had officially adopted Calvin yet. I said no and that it's coming soon, but I'm going to have to take that back and say that it's already happened. It's just not going to fit with this story. Perhaps I can write a flashback scene, I apologize! I'll stop talking now. Enjoy chapter six (Review if there's something specific you want to see and I'll see what I can do!) Everything goes to its rightful owners.

The next few weeks passed in a blur- Calvin went to school, Olivia went to work. Work was still quiet; the paperwork seemed to be never ending. Fin and Munch did get a case, but they were about to close the case. Olivia went back to the café a few times; she hadn't run into Marcus Wright again. This disappointed her slightly and she didn't understand why. Perhaps it was that she hadn't met a man that had seemed interested in months. She had just met the guy, but he seemed so…right. She chuckled to herself at her own little joke, how ironic.

She was currently sitting on the other side of the pickup lane from Calvin's school, waiting to pick him up. It was Friday; she always tried to get off early so she could spend the evening with him. Tonight, their plans were to go see a movie. They didn't have one picked out; they just showed up at the theater and looked if there was anything good playing around the time they got there. It was Calvin's idea; he had told her it was all, "part of the fun." She had to agree with him.

The school bell rang right at Three-thirty. Students started rushing out of the building. She spotted Calvin walking out, looking around for her car. She moved to put her hand on the horn to honk at him, but then stopped. The group of boys that shoved Calvin were walking towards him. With the windows in the car rolled down, and with the boys being only about fifteen yards away, Olivia could her exactly what they said. She watched the scene unfold.

One of the boys, who seemed to be the 'leader,' tapped Calvin on the shoulder. Calvin glanced over his shoulder. The boy grabbed Calvin's backpack from his arm, throwing all of its contents on the ground. The bully's friends started laughing.

Calvin did nothing, only bent down to gather his things. The bully looked at Calvin with hate, "I'm going to put you through exactly what your little mommy put me and my family through."

Only at this did Calvin look up. "What are you even talking about?"

"Your mom, the detective, she busted my dad. My mom is never home now, she's barely making what we need working two jobs."

Calvin looked at the boy sadly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know-"

The boy cut him off, "Now I'm going to bust you up." He nodded at his friends, who advanced forward and starting kicking Calvin.

Olivia threw the door open and attempted to jump out before almost being choked by her seatbelt. She fumbled with it for a minute before finally being able to click it into releasing her. She glanced across the lane before running across it. A couple of parents and teachers were trying unsuccessfully to break up the fight. The boys seemed intent on doing some damage.

Olivia pulled out her badge a few yards away, "Police!"

The boys froze in fear immediately. They scrambled away from Calvin before being stopped by several teachers. Olivia glanced around for the head boy, but he was nowhere to be seen. She would worry about him later, instead she quickly kneeled down by Calvin, who was curled up in a ball on the ground.

"Cal?" She asked quietly but softly. She placed a hand on his shoulder when he didn't respond. He immediately groaned.

"Calvin?" She rolled him carefully onto his back. The lower part of his face was covered in blood; from what Olivia could hope was only from his nose.

He peeked up at her; his eyes were filled with tears. "I think my arm's broken."

"Which one? Does anything else really, really hurt?"

"My left one. My side hurts."

She then noticed the way he cradled his left arm to his chest. Olivia lifted his shirt slightly, his side was extremely bruised, but none of his ribs were broken that she could tell. "Can you sit up for me? We need to get you to the hospital."

Olivia put her arm on his back and helped him into a sitting position. He nearly fell backwards; Olivia put more weight on his back to keep him from falling.

"Sorry," Calvin mumbled, shutting his eyes. "I got dizzy."

"You have nothing to apologize for," She told him firmly.

She looked up at the teachers who were waiting by. "Does someone have a phone?" One of them pulled out a cell phone. "Call an ambulance, please." The teacher nodded and walked a few feet away to talk into the phone.

From the corner of her eye, Olivia saw someone come around from behind the school. Turning her head more, she saw Marcus Wright, who had a firm grip on the head boy, walking in their direction. When he got closer, the handed the boy off to another male teacher and walked over to her. He kneeled next to her looking at Calvin with worry, "Is he alright?"

"Broken arm, bruised ribs, possible concussion, ambulance is on the way," She responded with a sigh.

"I am so sorry," He told her truthfully. "I wish I could have prevented this. I will be in contact with the boys' parents immediately."

She nodded and then heard a siren in the distance. She turned her head and watched as the ambulance pulled up to the school. The paramedics got out with their stretcher and walked over.

One of the paramedics knelt next to Calvin and checked his pulse. He looked at Olivia, "Are you his mother?" When Olivia nodded, he asked, "What happened?"

"Three boys started attacking him. Kicking and punching, his arm is definitely broken, but I couldn't tell if any of his ribs were. He also might have a concussion."

The paramedic nodded at her and gestured for his partner. They quickly lifted Calvin onto the stretcher and walked him over to the ambulance. Olivia followed them.

Marcus trailed behind her, "Would you like me to bring your car over?"

"No, I'll call and ask my partner to do it. But thank you for the offer." Olivia saw disappointment flash across the man's eyes before she jumped into the ambulance and the doors were shut.

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Almost an hour later, Calvin was admitted into a room at Mercy Hospital. The nurses confirmed Olivia's theory and had given Calvin a temporary sling for his broken arm until it was time to put his cast on. They were still awaiting the results of his x-ray to see if any of his ribs were broken.

"Hey, Liv," Fin said casually, walking into the room.

"Fin?" She asked confused. "What are you doing here?"

"I brought your car for you. Munch and I had to be here anyway, finishing up some last things on our case."

"How'd you get it here? Pick up the spare key from Elliot?"

"Not exactly, let's just say I didn't use any keys."

Olivia looked at him highly amused, "You hotwired my car?"

"I did what I had to do." He looked over at Calvin, "How's the arm?"

Calvin ignored the question, "Can you teach me how to hotwire?"

Fin opened his mouth when Olivia cut in laughing, "Out." She pointed towards the door.

Fin winked at Olivia before stage whispering to Calvin, "Maybe later." He waved at them both before leaving the room.

A doctor walked in with Calvin's x-rays, and a nurse followed her in with the plaster for the cast.

"Good news," The doctor said, looking from Olivia to Calvin. "No broken ribs, just very bruised. Also no concussion."

Calvin groaned from the bed and the doctor looked over at him. "Are you in pain?"

Olivia answered with a smile, "I told him if one of his ribs were broken, I would give him Monday off from school. Sorry, kiddo."

The doctor laughed, "I see. What color would you like your cast to be?"

Calvin looked thoughtful for a few seconds, "Red."

"Red it is."

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It was late afternoon by the time Olivia and Calvin walked through the door of their apartment. With Calvin sporting his new red cast. He was flaunting it around like it was medal. Olivia was dozing off on the couch when Calvin walked in from his room.

"Hey, mom?" No answer.

"Mom?" He asked more loudly. Still no answer. He walked over in front of the couch. "Olivia."

Her eyes opened groggily.

"Can we go to your work tomorrow so Fin, Munch, and Captain Cragen can sign my cast?"

"Sure," She mumbled before rolling back over.

Calvin grabbed a blanket off of the edge of the couch and gently covered Olivia; a difficult thing to do with only one hand but he managed.

"Night," He told her softly before going to his room.