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Laying awake early that Saturday morning, Olivia watched Elliot sleep comfortably. She was having second thoughts about going to see her mom in prison.
Elliot stirred, moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Baby, stop thinking. It's too early," he mumbled, half asleep with his eyes still closed.
Hearing Olivia sigh, Elliot opened his eyes and wiped away a tear he saw fall. "What's wrong, baby? It's 4:06 in the morning. W hy aren't you asleep?" he asked, caressing her cheek.
"I can't sleep," she whispered.
"Okay, but can you tell me why?"
"I'm starting to change my mind about today."
"About seeing your mom?"
Olivia nodded in confirmation.
He kissed the tip of her nose. "Sweetie, I'll be right there with you the entire time, I promise."
"Thank you," she whispered and turned over, snuggling backwards in to him.
Elliot wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. "Anytime, babe. Sleep now, okay?" he whispered and began to caress her warm, bare belly.
They were still naked from making love for the second time just four hours ago, while everyone was still out for the night, since Elliot's parents didn't know they were sexually active yet.
Half an hour later, Elliot could tell that Olivia was still awake. "Gorgeous, you need to sleep," he whispered.
Olivia yawned. "Okay, I am, El," she whispered and finally let her eyes drift shut.
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Sleeping for all of maybe just over half an hour, Olivia found herself awake again. Sighing, she took a quick glance at the alarm clock. 5:18 was visible with the moonlight coming through the window.
With Elliot being on the other side of the bed, she found it easier to get out of bed without disturbing him.
Once out of bed, she tip-toed out of the room and headed in to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
She turned on the light and decided to take a hot, relaxing bath.
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Elliot woke about twenty minutes after Olivia had left the bed and reached over to pull her close, only to discover that the other side of the bed was empty and cold, so she'd been gone awhile.
Freaking out, like he had the previous morning, Elliot practically jumped out of bed and rushed out of the room.
Getting to the hallway and seeing the bathroom door shut, light coming from the gap beneath, he instantly knocked lightly on the door, his mind taking him back to the day when he rushed in to the bathroom to find a razor in her hand and blood pouring out of her arm.
"You can come in, El," Olivia replied straight away, knowing that it was him.
Opening the door quietly as to not wake anyone else up in the house, Elliot saw a razor in her hand, but she was shaving her legs in the bath. "There you are," he said, the whole time, his eyes stayed on the razor.
Seeing Elliot stare at the razor, Olivia sighed. "I'm not going to hurt myself, honey, I promise. Watch me finish with it and then you can take it."
Bowing his head, Elliot sat down on the closed tid toilet beside the tub. "I'm sorry, baby, it's just you freaked me out that day," he explained.
Finished with the razor, Olivia handed it to him straight away. "I know and I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking that day."
After a couple minutes of comfortable silence, Elliot asked, "You finished in there, gorgeous?" he asked.
Olivia nodded. "Yeah," she replied and pulled the plug before standing up, as Elliot wrapped a large, white towel around her.
He helped her step out the bath safely and walked with her back in to the bedroom that they now shared.
"Did you get any sleep, sweetie?" he asked, watching Olivia go through the drawers, grabbing out clothes.
"About an hour," she replied, starting to get dressed.
"You want to talk about it?"
"It's nothing, El. I just suffer from insomnia sometimes," she reassured him.
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The drive to the prison was uncomfortable and the silence was deafening.
Elliot wanted to ask her why she had to do this and what she was hiding from him.
While Angie drove them, Olivia leaned her head on the left side passenger window with her big, dark brown sunglasses shielding her eyes from the sun and to hide her tears from Elliot as he held her, rubbing her arms.
The feeling of Elliot's hand suddenly on her thigh startled her. Her head snapped up and she noticed that they had stopped. They had arrived at the prison.
"We're here, baby. You ready?" he asked, taking off his seatbelt.
Exhaling, Olivia nodded. "Yeah, I need answers," she said, adamantly, opening the car door.
Meeting Olivia on the other side of the car, Elliot took her hand in his and was by her side as promised, as they entered the building with Angie close behind.
"We're here to see Serena Benson," Angie said to the officer at the desk.
"Names?" the officer asked, looking at the names on the clipboard in front of him.
"Angela Stabler, Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler."
"ID?"
"Elliot and I can show our driver's licences but Olivia's only got a student card."
The officer nodded. "That will work, I only need photo ID."
Showing their IDs, the officer nodded and handed them the clipboard with a pen. "Sign."
Once they had signed, they were in an interview room.
"They'll bring your mother in, in a moment," the nameless officer said, shutting the cell like door behind Angie, Olivia and Elliot.
Angie stood in the corner while Olivia went to walk away from Elliot but was stopped by a hand gently grabbing her wrist.
"Olivia, baby..."
Sighing, Olivia turned to face him. "What, Elliot?"
"Come sit, beautiful," he said and sat on an uncomfortable chair at the grey, metal, rectangle shaped table in the cold, bleak cell before gently pulling her down on to his lap.
"El..."
Kissing her on the lips, he silenced her. "I'm here for you, 'Livia."
Olivia nodded and rested her head against Elliot's shoulder. "I know. Thank you, El," she whispered.
The cell door opened and Serena entered in an orange jumpsuit and her hands in cuffs, an officer followed closely and closed the door.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't my useless so- called daughter. What do you want Olivia Quinn Benson?"
"I want questions answered, mother, and I want them now," Olivia said and banged her closed fists on the table, in anger.
"Settle down, Olivia," Elliot whispered in her ear, caressing her arm. "Take deep breaths, baby."
Olivia took a deep breath and clenched her jaw.
"Well, hurry up and ask. And no more loving shit, okay?" Serena spoke harshly.
"I know I didn't come into the world as planned, but why couldn't you find it in your heart to love me, mom?"
"Because I didn't want you," Serena snarled.
"Why couldn't you have given me up for adoption then?! Why did you have to treat me like shit?! All I ever wanted to do was to make you happy! Proud."
Serena finally softened. She sighed and reached over to her daughter.
Olivia instantly flinched but settled, feeling her mom wipe away her tears.
"And you did, baby girl... I'm just not mother material. I'm glad to see you happy though. You deserve to be loved," she said and looked at Elliot. "Don't hurt my baby and keep her happy. Something I could never do."
Elliot nodded. "Of course."
"Anymore questions, Olivia?"
If Olivia had anymore questions she couldn't think of them now. Her mother's sudden, unexpected apology had shocked her.
Slowly shaking her head, Olivia stood up with Elliot standing up behind her.
Olivia swallowed. "I know you apologized, mom, but it doesn't take away the pain or any of the marks you left on my body."
Nodding, Serena stood up slowly. "I know, Olivia, and I wish I could take it back... But I can't turn back the clock."
Seeing Olivia's stress, Elliot wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear. "Let's go home, babe."
Elliot then looked up at his mom, who nodded.
"Yeah, I think it's time to head back home," Angie said, softly and guided Elliot and Olivia out.
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Being guided back to the car with a hand on the small of her back, Olivia refused to say a word, no matter how much Elliot tried to get her to talk. She wouldn't even talk to Angie. Both Elliot and Angie had given up trying.
Angie unlocked the car and got in the driver's seat, as Elliot opened the back passenger door and said, "Get in, 'Livia," he whispered.
Once Olivia got in and put on her seatbelt, Elliot closed the door behind her and headed over to the other side.
Twenty minutes went by in silence, with Angie occasionally looking in the rearview mirror, keeping an eye on them, well mainly Olivia. Elliot decided that to give it another try to get Olivia to talk. He knew that it wasn't going to be an easy task.
Placing his hand on her thigh, he gave her a reassuring squeeze. "Liv, baby... " he said softly, gently caressing her thigh.
This time Olivia didn't even lift up her sunglasses to reveal her eyes, which were most probably red and glassy from crying.
Her mother just had to throw her into another whirlwind as a last screw you, knowing that her daughter probably wouldn't come back.
"What?" she finally spoke. The tears evident in her voice.
"Are you okay? You want to talk about it?"
Olivia just shook her head and looked back out the window, causing Elliot to sigh.
"I'm here for you when you want to talk, beautiful," he assured her with a kiss on the cheek.
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Alone in the house for the night since Angie and Mike were spending a night alone and Emily was sleeping at a friend's house, Olivia was laying in Elliot's arms in bed well after dark, Olivia sighed and rolled over to face him, knowing that he was still awake.
"Hi, baby," Elliot whispered and rested his forehead against hers. "Ready to talk?"
Olivia shook her head and planted a light kiss on his lips. "Make love to me," she whispered.
Caressing her cheek, Elliot used his thumb to softly graze over her lips. "Gorgeous, I'd love to make love to you..."
"Well do it," Olivia said, seductively, as her hand travelled down his abdomen to his boxers, heading for his shaft.
Elliot gasped and pulled her hand away. "Baby, no. Once you get me started I won't be able to stop."
Getting up, Olivia straddled him. "That's kinda the point, El."
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he rubbed her lower back. "Liv, you got to stop. No matter how much I want to make love to you, you need to talk to me. Making love won't help," he whispered, looking in to her eyes.
"Forget it," Olivia grumbled and went to get off of him.
Not letting go and tightly his grip slightly, Elliot stopped her from leaving. "Olivia, stop. Please talk to me, I'm here for you."
"We have Church in the morning," Olivia tried to distract him, to throw him off her scent.
Unfortunately it didn't work for Olivia.
"I know, baby, but I still won't sleep until you talk. For better or worse, gorgeous, remember that."
Sighing in defeat, Olivia opened her mouth to talk, only to be stopped by the phone ringing.
Elliot groaned. "Who the hell calls at 10:45 at night?!" he muttered and picked up the reciever. "Hello?"
"Hi El, it's Casey. Is Liv awake?"
Olivia closed her eyes and laid down on top of Elliot, comfortably.
"Yes, but what do you want?" he asked while he rubbed Olivia's back with his free hand.
"To ask Liv something," Casey replied, getting frustrated with Elliot.
Continuing to rub Olivia's back, he kissed the top of her head. "No, Casey. Ask me or wait until we get home from Church tomorrow," he told her adamantly.
"I need help on an assignment that's due on Monday. She's better at the subject then me."
"And you waited till nearly eleven on Saturday night to ask. You're unbelievable, Casey," he said, finishing in a whisper, noticing that Olivia had fallen asleep on top of him.
"Please, El. If I fail this subject my parents will kick my ass."
"She's finally fallen asleep, Casey, after a rough day and I'm not waking her up."
Casey groaned. "Whatever," she muttered and hung up.
Elliot hung up the phone and started rubbing Olivia back again. "I'm here for you, baby, always. I love you. Goodnight," he whispered and closed his eyes, letting sleep take over.
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