Sorry for the lack of update. Senior year is coming to an end and apparently that's the time teachers feel they should give more work. As if I won't be doing any in college. Thanks to those who continue to support me. You should thank them too, b/c they're the reason this chapter is up. Love you all. School is almost done so the writing thing will pick up speed. Hopefully. ;D

Lisa's Coffee Shoppe

Manhattan, NY

October 6th

To say that Elliot wasn't happy when she left him with a kiss on his cheek that evening was more than an understatement. She knew that part of him wanted to cuff her to the bed post until he was sure Nick was gone, but the rational side, the side that still trusted her despite what she had done in the past, allowed her to be where she was at that moment. She stepped into the coffee house and spotted Nick sitting in the corner booth, away from the window, anxiously searching the room for her. He stood just as she approached the table and sighed in relief once he saw her.

"I was just about head over to your place."

"Well I'm here now so you don't have to," she replied, sliding into her side of the booth.

They sat in an uncomfortable silence and instead of speaking to each other, listened to the constant hustle and bustle of the café going on around them. "So uh, let me order you a coffee."

"No, you wanted to talk I'm here. Let's talk."

"Always straight to business. I see some things haven't changed since I met you."

"Did you seriously call me here to reminisce? I don't have time for this." She stood to leave.

"No, wait. " He stood quickly and grabbed her arm. She dropped her gaze from his eyes to the hand firmly gripping her arm then stared back at him with dangerous eyes. "Sorry," he said, removing his hand. "Sorry. Just… Please don't go. We need to talk about this."

She sighed and slid back into the booth and waited for him to take his seat. "So…"

"Just one minute," he said holding up his index finger. He waved over a waitress and quickly placed his order, "Two coffees, one with two sugars, and one with two crèmes two sugars."

"Um, make the one with crème and two sugars a hot chocolate with whipped cream."

"Sure thing," the waitress nodded before bouncing off to get their orders.

"No coffee, huh? Funny when I met you I could have sworn that you were a caffeine addict."

"Things change."

"The only time I remember you turning down coffee was when you were- Oh my God. You're pregnant"

"That has nothing to do with you."

"What the hell Olivia? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you didn't need to know."

"The hell I didn't. We were together Olivia! You should've told me!"

"What do you care? This baby isn't yours therefore it does not concern you."

"Then why did you bother coming California with me?! If you were just going to lie and sulk the whole time and then return to screw your new husband why the fuck did you waste my time?"

"First off, what my husband and I do behind closed doors is none of your business. Second of all you wasted my time. I went with you so that you could get to know your son. You knew when I was pregnant how much that meant to me, and I knew how much it meant to you too. That's why I went with you. But when we got there you changed. You didn't give a shit about him or me-"

"That's not true. I-"

"It is true. You-" The waitress appeared and handed them their drinks. As she sauntered off Olivia added an extra packet of sugar to her hot chocolate. She had been extra low on energy lately, and she needed it to keep up with her two year old. She took a slow sip, relaxing as the sweetness of the warm liquid coated her throat and soothed her. "You stopped caring about our feelings. You thought because we were in witness protection I wouldn't leave you. You underestimated me; that's why I left."

"I-I'm sorry." He said as realization settled over him. "I was a jerk. Please, give me another chance."

"It's too late. Elliot and I are having this baby together, and we are going to raise both Nicky and whatever I'm carrying inside of me together."

"I messed up, huh?"

"Yea. You did."

"Anything I can do to fix it?"

"Yea, but unfortunately time is not on your side," she took another sip of her hot chocolate, the whipped cream clinging to her nose. She reached for a napkin when his hand intercepted hers.

"Here, let me."

"Nick."

Softly he cleaned the white foam from her nose. "I remember, on our first date this exact same thing happened. Remember?"

"Yea," she replied moving her hand away from her face.

"Kinda like Déjà vu all over again huh?"

"Yea, you can say that." She smiled. "It was the same date that the waitress spilled your coffee all over you.

"Don't remind me. I smelled like sour milk for the rest of the day, and the funny thing was, you stayed, and we actually had a good time. You even let me hold your hand when I walked you to your door and kissed me goodnight."

"You seemed to be having a bad day. I figured that I could make it a little better."

"You did. You made my whole life a little better. No a lot better. Don't you miss what we had? What we could still have?" He waited for her to say something, but she simply finished her hot chocolate and reached for her purse. "Olivia, give me another chance. I'll be better this time I promise. I want to do this with you. Raise this baby and Nicky. Give me another chance Olivia. Give me another chance."

She shook her head and quickly pulled out a five dollar bill and placed it on the table, before standing. He moved quickly and grabbed her arm before she could take a step.

"Nick leave me alone! Please! I'm happy. I'm happy with Elliot. I love him. Please, just let go. If you love me you'll let me go." Tears welled up in her eyes.

"No Olivia, because I know that deep down inside you, you still love me. A part of you still loves me and wants to be with me, but you're scared. You're scared that if you take that leap of faith again I'll let you down, but I promise you Olivia. I. Won't. Make. The same. Mistake. Twice. Give me another chance and I swear, I will make you the happiest woman in the world."

"No," she said in a bare whisper, swiping away her tears as the emotion in her throat blocked her voice.

"Olivia, look me in the eye and tell me and I swear I will never bother you again. Tell me that you don't still love me. That you don't want to be with me. That you're willing to walk out of my life, and deny our son the relationship that he can still have with me. That we can still have to together. Tell me your willing to throw away what we both know is the best thing to ever happen in your life."

She took a step towards him and wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek sweetly, then stared at him with unshed tears in her eyes

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