A/N: Hi readers! Sorry for the delay in this chapter, but I'm in the final 2 weeks of class and instead of staying up late to write the next chapter, I've gotta stay up late and write presentations and study for my final. Anyways, enough about me, on to the story right?
Disclaimer: I do not own any L&O SVU characters...
Elliot headed up the steps of his apartment building, and double checked his watch. Hoping everything was alright with Olivia and Ava, he pushed his key into the door, and unlocked it. He stopped in his tracks as he opened the door. "Liv?"
"El? What are you doing here?"
There stood Olivia, just about ready to leave the apartment, a one-month old Ava asleep in her carrier, and an over-stuffed diaper bag swung around her shoulder.
"It's five-thirty, I'm off." Elliot asked, a small smile spreading slowly over his face. "Were you just getting ready to leave?"
Olivia stared at him open-mouthed. She set Ava's carrier down gently and dropped the diaper bag. She looked at her watch. "How is it five-thirty? We were going to meet you for lunch." She said, confused. Olivia looked to Eliot, her hormones were still getting the best of her at times, which cause her eyes tear up.
"We were going to meet you at one, and I thought half-an hour would be enough time to get ready, but then Ava started to fuss, so I fed her, and then I had to burp her, and she spit up on my shirt, so I had to change. Then she fell asleep, so I didn't want to put her in the car, cause I don't know, I thought it would wake her up, and it hasn't been just the two of us in the car so I didn't know how I was going to calm her down, so I thought I'd wait until she woke up, but when she did, she was fussy again, and-"
"Liv, it's okay." Elliot smiled, pulling her in for a hug. "It'll take some practice, but we'll get the hang of it. Listen, you have her all ready anyways, why don't we go get some dinner?" Elliot offered as he wiped away the small tears on Olivia's face.
"Okay." Olivia said quietly. She picked up the diaper bag and quickly checked herself in the mirror by the door while Elliot picked up Ava's carrier. "You tell the guys about any of this, and there will be trouble, Elliot Stabler." She sniffed, regaining her composure. Elliot stifled his laugh and gave Olivia a small kiss.
"Cross my heart."
Elliot sat on the edge of his desk, Fin was leaning back in his chair, and Casey was making herself a cup of coffee. Cragen was staring over their display monitors.
No one knew what to make of the new found discovery that Thomas Davidson had assaulted and then kidnapped a child from the wrong woman.
Casey had spoken with Piper Cameron, who had agreed to have Davidson see a sketch artist so at least they could get a good picture of the man who had Ava.
Elliot had voiced concern that it had been more than a week since Davidson had actually seen the man who hired him, so getting a good description would be hard.
"If the man is smart, which judging by the way he's set up this whole circus, he is, chances are, he's not in New York anymore." Elliot said, looking to no one in particular. He knew he was voicing the thoughts going on in everyone else's head. They were just too afraid to speak their thoughts to him.
"You and Olivia could do a tv conference. Maybe a public plea will help us find her." Casey suggested.
"Casey, a man hired an assault on a woman and kidnapped a baby. You think he's gonna watch the six o'clock news and suddenly grow a heart? If anything, knowing he's kidnapped the daughter of two police officers is going to send him off the deep end. Then who knows what he'll do next." Fin said to her.
"Fin!" Casey shot back. Her eyes glared at him, and then to Elliot. Fin slumped his shoulders.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." Fin said quietly. He looked to Elliot apologetically. Elliot nodded his head, forgiving him for the comment.
"Has anyone called Liv or Munch to see if Sam knows who Melissa is?" Cragen asked. Elliot picked up his phone and dialed Olivia's cell.
Olivia and Munch were still standing in the hallway with Ellen and William Martin. Everyone was quiet, unsure if Sam would be stabilized, and if she would wake up right away, or need to be induced once more into a coma.
"I can't have this happen again, William. I cannot go through this again." Ellen cried into her husband's shoulder. William wrapped his arms tightly around his wife, trying his best to calm her nerves.
Olivia looked over to Munch, wondering what Ellen had meant by her statement. Before she could ask, her cellphone rang.
"Do you want to get them coffee, and then we'll take them to sit down? I want to know what Ellen's talking about." Olivia whispered. Munch nodded his head and looked for a coffee machine, or signs of a cafeteria.
Olivia stared at the picture ID on her phone, Elliot sleeping on the couch, a tuckered out Ava laying across his chest.
"Hey, El." Olivia said softly into the phone.
"How's it going at the hospital? Are you getting anywhere with Sam?" Elliot asked, hoping that Olivia would have some answers to the questions that arose when Davidson was being interrogated.
"Well, she told us what happened, right up to Davidson catching up to her in the park, and then she had a seizure." Olivia explained, walking out of earshot of the Martins'.
"Are you serious? Is she okay?"
"We don't know yet. The doctors and nurses are in her room now. The only thing that's sticking out in my mind is that right before she seized, she mentioned that Davidson called her Melissa." Olivia explained.
"That's the last thing to come out of Davidson's mouth too. He was pretty shocked when Fin told him Sam's name. Any ideas on who Melissa is?" Elliot sighed. Olivia and Munch had gotten to the same spot he and Fin had, which was disappointing to say the least.
"I might. We're going to speak to Sam's parents. They mentioned something while we were standing in the hall. I should get back to them." Olivia said, watching Munch as he offered cups of coffee to the Martin's.
"Okay, I'll let you go." Elliot paused. "How are you doing? Were you okay, listening to Sam talk about that day?"
Olivia fell quiet for a moment. She had put herself into Sam's shoes, standing in the trail being confronted by Davidson. She could see Ava crying in her stroller. Olivia shook the thought out of her head.
"Yeah, I'm okay, El. I'll see you in a bit okay?"
After finishing the call, Olivia joined Munch and the Martin's, just as the doctor and nurses came out of Sam's room.
"Mr. and Mrs. Martin, I'm Dr. Roman." The doctor announced, extending his hand to Ellen and William.
"How's our daughter, Dr. Roman?" William asked, placing his arm around his wife.
"We've stabilized Sam. Her seizure was most likely related to stress, and the fact that she still hasn't fully recovered. We've mildly sedated her, so anything that would cause Sam to stress," The doctor looked over to Olivia and Munch. "Should be left alone for the time being. Best to give her time to rest." He smiled, walking away with nurses.
A look of relief washed over Ellen and William's faces. Their daughter was going to be okay.
"Ellen, William, could we sit down and chat?" Olivia asked.
"This is too much today, Detective. Could we talk tomorrow?" William asked, looking over to Ellen. His wife was still visibly shaken, and growing more upset.
Olivia bit her lip. She knew the stress that the Martin's were under, nearly losing their daughter twice. She was just about to nod her head when Munch spoke.
"Mr. and Mrs. Martin, I know you've both gone through a horrible situation today, and it has you a bit shaken up, but it would greatly help us if you could just answer a few more questions tonight. My colleague just wants to find her baby. It's been almost a week of us searching. Just a few minutes, please?"
Olivia looked to Munch, and to the Martin's. Ellen and William looked to each other, then to Olivia, a small pleading smile on her face. The Martin's nodded in agreement and the four walked to a quiet waiting area and sat down.
After taking a moment to calm her nerves, Ellen looked over to Olivia and Munch. Her eyes started to tear, and she looked to William. He held onto her hand and looked to the detectives.
"Melissa is our daughter. She's Sam's twin sister." William explained while Ellen pulled a picture from her wallet. She passed the picture of two identical teenage girls to Olivia and Munch.
Olivia and Munch were shocked. Sam had a twin sister? They stared at each other, the same thoughts running through their head. It suddenly felt too easy.
"Do you know where Melissa is?" Munch asked. If they could find Melissa Martin, she could tell them about any ex-boyfriends.
One of them would almost certainly have Ava, Munch thought to himself.
"Melissa passed away. It'll be a year in 3 months."
Olivia and Munch looked back at each. "We're so sorry for your loss, Mr. and Mrs. Martin." Munch said to them softly. The couple nodded and replied with smiles.
How unfortunate for them lose one daughter and then go through such a traumatic experience only a year later, Munch thought. Sadly enough, he knew experiences like this were not rare- the proof was in his job.
Was that who you were expecting Melissa to be? You'll find out more about her in the next chapter... Which will be up soon! (Promise!) Thanks for reading and reviewing =) Happy Weekend!
