A/N: I didn't get as many reviews as usual on the last chapter. Hope I'm not losing readers.
Olivia was put on leave for a month or until her doctor said it was okay for her to go back to work. She was doing just fine with not working. She'd take the kids to school in the morning and pick Calvin up in the afternoon and help him with his homework only to have to return to the school and pick Jazlyn up from practice. They'd fallen into a prefect schedule which is why when the doctor told her that, after a month, she still felt that Olivia wasn't ready to return to work, Liv didn't mind.
Trevor walked into the house. The aroma in the air made him smile. He loved staying home and doing all the chores but he was excited when he'd started working again full time. He too loved being able to come home to his lover and his kids playing a game or making dinner or the best one, taking a nap in his bed.
"Hey, Hey, Hey. I'm home. Where is everyone?" He walked into the kitchen expecting to see Olivia but she wasn't there. He noticed the top on the pot was coming off. He walked over to the stove and turned it off. He trotted up the stairs and into his room. When he didn't see anyone, he turned and went into the kid's room.
"Hey, you guys, where's Olivia?"
Both kids looked up from what they were doing.
"Hi to you too pops" Jazlyn rolled her eyes and turned back to her homework.
"She said she was going to make dinner. Why, isn't she in the kitchen?" There was a little bit of panic in the boy's voice.
"Oh, ok" Trevor turned to close the door.
"Wait, she's not down there?"
"You know what, I didn't even check." He lied.
He closed the door, leaving it open just a crack. He checked the bathroom adjacent to the kid's room. Nothing. He walked back into his room and threw his tie onto the bed. He went to twist the knob on the bathroom door when he heard it. Something dropped. Something plastic. He tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge. He rammed his body into it but still nothing.
"Olivia, open up!"
He ran down the stairs and got a knife out the kitchen. He ran back up the stairs taking two at a time.
"Pop?"
"Go back in the room Jazzy. NOW!"
He ran back to his room stopping in front of the bathroom door. He stuck the knife in the key hole and jiggled it a bit till the lock popped. The door flung open and he looked around. The faucet was still running and so were the shower and the water for the bath tub. He kicked what he now noticed was the sound he heard from the bedroom, a prescription bottle. He quickly walked over to the tub and didn't see her. He turned off the water and carefully walked over to the shower and opened the door. There she was, laying on the floor, water falling down her body.
"Oh, god!"
He stepped in and picked her up not bothering to turn off the water. He carried her out of the bathroom and laid her down on the carpet in the bedroom. He checked for her pulse. It was there but faint.
"Come on Liv, stay with me. Open your eyes baby. Come on sweetie, don't do this."
"Jazzy!"
He stood and grabbed a handful of the sheets off the bed and wrapped it around Olivia.
"Jazlyn Marie!"
The young girl came running into the room. Her eyes immediately looked at the woman in her father's arms.
"Jazz, I need you to call 911"
The girl just stood there mesmerized by Olivia's face. Her lips were purple and her face pale. Her eyes were not fully closed which creped her out a bit.
"Dad, what's wrong with her?"
"JAZZY, 911 NOW!"
The girl finally turned and ran down the hall to the phone that was in her father's office. Calvin appeared in the door of the bedroom his mother and Trevor shared. He ran over to them and dropped to his knees.
"Mom! Mom! Wake up!"
Olivia's body was limp in Trevor's arms. Though her eyes half open, her body showed no response to the boy calling her name. It felt as though the ambulance took hours to get there but from the time Jazzy and ran back into the room till when she was running down the stairs to open the door for the EMT's was not more than five minutes.
As much as Trevor didn't want to, he had to take the kids to the hospital with him. He wanted nothing more than to be in the back of the ambulance with Olivia but instead he piled the kids into the car and drove as fast as he could to the all too failure hospital.
Trevor stood when he saw the doctor come walking out.
"We had to pump her stomach" Dr. Rubin told Trevor once she was standing in front of him.
"But she's going to be okay right?"
"Yes, she'll be fine. You can go see her if you'd like." she pointed towards the room Olivia was in.
"Okay, thanks" he walked back over to where the kids sat and gathered their things.
They began walking down the hall when Dr. Rubin stopped them.
"Hey, why don't you guys go in the room with Olivia while I talk to your dad?"
Both kids looked up and Trevor and when he nodded his head, they continued to Olivia's room.
"What is it? Is something wrong with Olivia?"
"Trevor, I think Olivia is battling with depression. She says that she didn't mean to take as many pills as she did, that she had a headache but I've seen it all before. I know some great places that she can go and get help…"
"No. I can help her. We can help her. The kids and I. Her family. I'll get her help. I'll send her to therapy or I'll have someone come to the house. I'll make sure she's never home alone but I'm NOT sending her to some nut house. Olivia's just been stressed lately and I know I've been no help."
"Trevor, she needs help"
"And she'll get it!" he exhaled and lowered his voice.
"I'm sorry. I know she needs help and like I said, I'll get her help"
"Okay." She turned and walked away and Trevor did too.
When Trevor stepped in the room events from two months before came flooding back. It was like déjà vu. Olivia was laying in the bed, a kid on either side. They were all watching Are You Smarter Then a Fifth Grader. When their eyes met, she gave him a smile that assured him that for the moment, things were ok.
"Olivia!"
"I said no Trevor. No! N-O!"
"Come on Olivia it's not that bad. You go for an hour everyday and you talk. As much as you talk at home, it should be a problem." He was trying to lighten the mood but it didn't work.
"I don't need to see some shrink. I'm fine. I took some pills for my headache without eating and I got dizzy while I was in the shower. That's it!"
"Look Liv, Dr. Rubin thinks we should check you into some kind of facility but I'm on your side. I know you didn't do this on purpose but please, humor me. Just go see the physiatrist and who knows, you might like it. Please just go, if not for me then for the kids. I'm even sending them to see Huang once a week. After all that we've been through everyone needs someone to talk to." He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Are you going to go?"
"Yeah, I'll go with you if you want"
She turned in his embrace and looked up at him. "No, are you going to see someone yourself"
"I'm fine. I'm more worried about getting you and the kids back on track."
She pushed herself off o him. "You've got some nerve. You just stood there and talked about how everyone needs to see a shrink but I guess you forgot to say everyone but you right?"
"Liv, it's not like that. Please, calm down"
Olivia threw up her hands. "No, it is like that." She exhaled sharply and shook her head. "Did you tell me all that crap just now to get me to go see someone? Hmmm? What next, you gonna tell me I'm being paranoid?"
"Baby…"
"Don't baby me. You know, maybe I was trying to kill myself. Maybe I wasn't. All I know is I wanted to get away from it all. I wanted to get away from the whispers and the guilt and you treating me like I'm fragile. I wanted to get away from me but now, now the only person I want to get away from is you."
Olivia slipped on her shoes and walked out the room. She walked past the kid's room thankful that Trevor had sent them to his sister's house for the weekend. Maybe he'd suspected that she'd put up a fight with him and didn't want the kids around to witness it.
"Olivia, where are you going?"
"Out"
"Out where?"
"Just out"
"Well I'm coming with you"
She turned around and gave him a glare like no other.
"I guess I didn't make myself clear. I need to get away from you. You're suffocating me. I'm not some fragile piece of china that you have to handle with care. Come to think of it, I'm a grown ass woman and if I want to go out, I sure as hell don't need supervision nor do I need to tell you where I'm going."
She grabbed her coat off the hook and reached in the bowl for her car keys. In one swift move she was out the door. She opted to take the stairs. Her adrenaline was pumping and she needed to get out of there as fast as she could.
Olivia pulled over to the side, parking next to a fire hydrant. She put the car in park and leaned her head against the steering wheel. Now that she was out of the apartment and away from Trevor, she didn't know where to go. She could drive around for hours but that's not what she wanted.
Since her and Elliot had their falling out before the shooting, she'd found a confidant in Alex so normally when she needed to vent, she'd call the woman up. But she needed to talk to someone face to face. She needed someone to see how angry Trevor had made her. Alex was miles away in DC so she was no longer an option. She thought about going to Casey's house out in Long Island. On a day like today, the traffic would be light and she'd get there in no time. She thought about it for a minute. Casey didn't know her like Alex did. Casey was good for going out to drinks or sitting on the couch watching movies and stuffing their faces with ice cream but when it came to expressing her feelings, she'd prefer not to talk to Casey about them.
She sat there for a few minutes. Her eyes began to hurt from the strain of trying not to cry. Her mistake was blinking. She tried hard to stop the tears that were literally dropping from her eyes but the more she blinked the more tears that fell.
Olivia started the car again. She pulled out of the spot and drove. Once she started driving, her body was on autopilot. Maybe if her head was in the right place, she would have stopped herself. Twenty minutes later, she pulled up in front of a white house. She decided not to pull up into the driveway but instead, park on the street. There were toys littered around the front yard. A tricycle over on the side of the house whose wheels were moving from the force of the wind. She'd been here plenty of times. Sometimes for dinner or holidays. Other times just to escape from everyday city life.
She inhaled deeply and turned the engine off. When she exhaled, she got out the SUV. She wiped her face ridding it of any tears. Again, if she had been in the right state of mind, she'd probably turn right back around a get back in the car but in this moment, she wasn't herself at all.
Someone peaked out from behind the curtain in what she knew was the kitchen. Before she finished her walk up to the house, the door swung open.
"You've got some nerve showing your face here Olivia!"
She was in no mood to fight which brought her back to the question, why was she here?
"Is he here?"
"Very funny. I thought he'd be somewhere shacked up with you. What's wrong, he cheat on you too?"
"What are you talking about? You know I'm with Trevor"
The woman standing at the door chuckled.
"So, that supposes to mean something?"
Olivia rolled her eyes and turned to walk away. She'd try the precinct next.
"Wait, Liv. I haven't seen him in a couple moths. He signed the papers, packed some clothes and left. Didn't even bother to show up at the custody hearing. Last I heard, his mother said he's gotten himself a house somewhere out in Jersey." She turned her head back into the house and then back out to look at Olivia. "I have the address if you want. Maybe you can knock some sense in him, get him to come see the kids every once in a while."
Olivia watched the woman retreat back inside and appear a few seconds later. She took the paper from her hands and began walking back to her car.
"You know Kathy, if I wasn't mad at Elliot myself, I'd tell you how much of a bitch you are. Wait, I just did. I you don't give two fucks if El ever sees his kids again so stop acting like you do. You're not fooling anyone. Yeah, Elliot cheated on you, not with just one woman but two. I'm sorry but don't you ever ask yourself, what did we have that you didn't? I mean if what he had at home was so good, " the smirk on her face was priceless and so was Kathy's jaw touching the floor.
Olivia continued her walk to down the walkway and to the car.
Wow, he's done pretty well for himself. Three story house, BMW in the driveway. Kathy might have took his pride and his kids away but she sure didn't take his money. She contemplated for a minute turning around and driving back down the street. No, you know you want to see him. You need to see him. She clicked her seat belt off and opened the car door. She began walking up the driveway to the house, her head hung low. When she got to the door she thought about knocking but then she thought about if he was all the way upstairs, would he here her. Finally, she decided to ring the bell.
After a couple of seconds, there was no answer. Instead of her ringing the bell again, she turned and walked away. She was half way down the drive when the door opened.
"Yes?"
Elliot stood with a towel around his waist and his feet bare. Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't seen the woman in a moth of Sundays or that she had done her hair in two French braids earlier that morning that had him wondering who the woman standing in his front yard was.
Olivia turned and looked at the man standing at the door.
"Hey, El."
