What Happens In Vegas

(Chapter Ten: Burned)

Olivia was in the bedroom packing her things when Elliot returned home. He headed down the hall toward the bedroom to try and talk to her. As he did Casey walked out of the bathroom and stared at him for a minute.

"Hey Liv, I'm going to go wait in the car. Just send me a text of you need any help, okay?"

"Yeah," Olivia answered. She could tell by the way that Casey was acting Elliot had arrived and she was trying to give them a little time alone.

Olivia looked up just as Elliot walked into the room. She just stared at him for a minute then went back to packing.

"Liv, what are you doing?"

"I'm packing. I'm going to go stay with Casey for a little while until….I don't know." She returned to the closet to grab a few more pairs of shoes.

"Please don't do this. At least give me a chance to explain."

"I did Elliot. And all you could say was I didn't know you were going to be here."

"Olivia, nothing happened."

"Wrong. I saw you! Casey saw you! How long…how long have you known her?"

"Years."

"Really?"

"Olivia, it wasn't like that. It hasn't been in a really long time."

"Oh my God. You're admitting you had a relationship with this girl!"

"Olivia…"

"You know what, Elliot? Don't. Obviously this was a mistake," she said pulling her wedding rings from her finger and laying them on the nightstand. "This whole thing was one big mistake. I should have known that you cannot make a relationship out of one night of drunken sex." She pulled the strap of her duffel bag over her shoulder and walked toward the door. "I will have my lawyer contact yours and work out the details."

"Where are you going?"

"I told you, I'm going to stay with Casey until I figure the rest out."

"And this is really what you want? A divorce?"

Olivia closed her eyes as the tears poured from them. "Yes," she said softly as she looked into his eyes.

Elliot exhaled and shook his head. "Liv, please just talk to me."

"I can't deal with this right now. Casey said it shouldn't take long to get a court date since everything is already in the system."

"So that's it? We are not even going to fight?"

"I don't want to fight, Elliot."

She turned to walk out the door.

"Olivia, wait. You are eight months pregnant. You stay. If this is really what you want, I'll go."

She just stared at him as he took the bag from her shoulder and sat it in the floor.

"Just give me time to pack a bag and I'll go to a hotel."

"Okay," she said softly and she turned and walked out the door.

Two weeks later they sat in a conference room with their attorneys. Elliot watched Olivia across the table as she refused to even make eye contact with him. The lawyers argued over possessions and who got what and Elliot still couldn't believe he had hurt her like this.

"Loft apartment in Manhattan," Elliot's attorney said as he restacked his papers.

"I believe that should go to my client," Olivia's lawyer announced.

"The property was purchased together after their union. My client put his entire savings on the down payment for that apartment. Now you expect him to just walk away homeless?"

"Oh, my client is eight months pregnant. She is hardly in any condition to have to go out apartment hunting for she and her infant."

"My client…"

"Give it to her," Elliot argued with his attorney.

"You just want to give her the house?"

"The house, the car, whatever she wants. Just give it to her. All I want is joint custody of the baby." Elliot stood up from the table and walked out of the room.

Olivia crossed her arms in front of her and lowered her head to cry. Her lawyer laid the agreement down on the table in front of her and she picked the pen up to sign it.

"They can get us in to court on Tuesday. Five more days and this is all over," Olivia's attorney said as he patted her on the back. "It will never be completely over," she said looking up and the man. "Don't you understand? I still love him. I have his child inside me. I can't just walk away from this and find some other guy and pretend none of this ever happened. Elliot is always going to be in my life."

"Ma'am, trust me on this. You are much better to try and move on. If the two of you were really in love, we wouldn't be sitting here right now."

He picked up his briefcase and walked out of the room.

The next three days were hard on Olivia. She wandered around the apartment in Boxer shorts and one of Elliot's tee shirts. She hadn't seen him since the night they had met with their lawyers about the custody agreement. He had come by and packed some things to take back to the hotel room he now called home.

Elliot had attempted to explain the situation a little better. The woman was an ex-girlfriend. The old friend he had lunch with weeks earlier and forgot to mention was a woman. She was a woman he and Kathy had gone to high school with years before and she had just moved back to New York after her divorce. Elliot had gone on a couple of dates with her in the weeks before their trip to Las Vegas and they had talked about possibly starting to date. Then he and Olivia got married and pregnant and he had pretty much blown her off. Elliot said that she had congratulated him when he told her he was about to be a father again and they had hugged. But then the woman kissed him.

Olivia didn't want to think about any of this. But every time she closed her eyes the scene replayed in her head. She wanted so badly to believe his story. But why had he chosen not to mention that this old friend was a woman? She was hurt and broken hearted and pissed off and couldn't help but feel that if her husband had been happy in the first place he would have never been there alone with another woman. So it seemed that this divorce was the best option.

"Two more days," she whispered as she placed her hand against her belly. It seemed lately as if the baby were depressed about all of this as well. Her once very active infant had only kicked a hand full of times in the last couple of days. "I know baby, I miss daddy too." Olivia rubbed circles on her belly until the baby kicked her hand. "Mommy loves you," she whispered as she kissed her palm and rubbed it against her belly. Olivia sank into her pillow and turned off the light to try and get some sleep.