Yes, I did change the tittle. I also explained why on my profile. I own nothing here...:'(. Its all Dick Wolf whos half a genius. Hes a genius for making SVU but he's not very smart because Olivias last name isn't Stabler...yet ;)

Our drive to Queens was quiet, except for the radio lightly playing. I must have fell asleep because the next thing I knew, Elliot was kissing my forehead saying he'd be right back.

"Okay," I yawned. I sat there in silence waiting. Well it was pretty silent except for the yelling I heard in the house. All of a sudden a door slammed and out came Kathleen

"Hi." She muttered, opening the door. Her eyes were red and puffy and I got out to help her.

"Hey hon." I said as I loaded her suitcase in to the trunk. I was about to close her door but she stopped me.

"Livia?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you sit back here with me?"

"Sure," I smiled climbing in. Right as I was closing the door, Elliot came out looking mad, Kathy yelling behind him.

"Don't say Im a bad mom! At least there for the kids. Not out with some other lady!" I noticed Kathleen cringe a little and move closer to me.

"It's called work Kathy! God, you never got that! And according to the kids, ever since you met your prince charming, you're never there!"

Her face turned red and her voice raised even louder then before, "screw off Elliot!" She screeched slamming the door. Elliot got in, sighing and closing his door. He looked back at us.

"Ready?" Kathleen shook her head yes.

She fell asleep 5 minutes into driving. Elliot noticed and we started to talk.

"According to Maureen, it's the worst for her."

"What about the other kids?"

"Maureen is never there, always at a friends house. And if she is, she's locked in her room blasting music. Lizzie tries to spend time with Kathy, so she's actually taking it the best. Dickie's either outside with his friends or locked in his room. But Kathleen, she's always locked in her room. Or fighting with Kathy." He sighed and I knew how stressful this was for him.

We finally got home and Kathleen woke up. We have a two bedroom apartment. In the spare room, we keep a single bed a bunk beds for the girls. Dickie sleeps on the couch. Since we're pretty crowded in here, when the kids come over we always go out and do something.

"Im going to bed. Good night you guys." Kathleen called out. We both said good night and her door closed. I looked over at Elliot.

"Im pretty tiered too. I'll see you in bed?"

"Yeah, Im just gona have something to drink real quick." He walked over and hugged me tight.

"Thanks, for being so supportive and understanding with the kids."

"Of course, they're your kids El. And I love them too." I said. He held me tighter.

"Good night Liv." He kissed my forehead.

I woke up the next day without him next to me. I threw on some jeans and a cream colored sweater. Kathleen was sitting on the couch watching tv.

"Hey Liv! Dad went to get everybody else." I sat next to her.

"Okay, when did he leave?"

"About 8:45, so he should be back soon. I already know what costume I want."

"You do?"

"Yup, we've already picked them out, just haven't bought them yet. Im going to be a bumble bee, Lizzie's going to be Cleopatra, Dickey's going to be a pirate and Maureen wants to be Marilyn Monroe."

"I though Maureen wasn't trick or treating."

"Halloween party."

"Oh, I have to go make a phone call. I'll be right back."

"Okay," She smiled brightly and I forced one.

I was going to call Dr .Shepard. I was nervous as hell, I just wished Elliot could be here. But I knew I had to get it done today. I went in to the bedroom and picked up my cell phone.

"Hello, this is Mercy hospital."

"Hi, can I speak to Doctor Shepard please?"

"Of course, one minute please." A couple minutes later the doctor spoke.

"Hello, this is Dr. Shepard."

"Hi, it's Olivia Benson. I…I want to know what happened, with my pregnancy."

"Oh hello Ms. Benson. Im very glad you called. Olivia, you have a hormone problem."

"Okay."

"Your particular problem is called polycystic ovary syndrome, or PCOS."

"Oh, I've heard of it."

"Okay good, what do you know about it?"

"It makes it hard to get pregnant and have a normal pregnancy."

"Yes, basically that's it. We're going to need you to make a appointment to come in to talk to me, just to get a better understanding."

"Oh, okay. Why wasn't I diagnosed before though?"

She sighed before answering, "it all depends. Some women are diagnosed young, some not." The front door opened and I heard Elliot call out my name.

"Oh. I…I have to go. Um I'll just um make my appointment later. Thank you Doctor."

"You're welcome Ms. Benson." I hung up the phone and sat on the bed. Elliot knocked on the door.

"Liv, can I come in?"

"Sure," I said weakly. I must've looked like there was something wrong because as soon as he saw me, he rushed over.

"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting next to me.

"I have polycystic ovary syndrome. PCOS." I said in a quiet voice. It felt more real, saying it aloud.

"Oh Livy." He pulled me close in to his arms and held me tight.

"Daddy?" I heard Maureen's voice outside the door.

"Hold on Mo." He called, as I rested my head on his chest. I heard her hesitate like she wanted to say something else but then I heard the pitter patter of her feet walk away.

"We, should go. They're waiting. Im fine."

"Liv, they cant wait another 20 minutes or so if you wana talk about this."

"No, really El. Im okay." I lied as I stood up and forced a smile on my face. He stood up too and held my arms.

"Olivia Benson, you are the strongest person I know." He kissed my cheek and we walked out. My forced smile was still there and most likely, obviously fake looking. But no one said anything except to tell me hi.

We got to the costume shop, and the went off to find their costumes. Elliot and me were walking with Maureen and Lizzie so they could get their wigs when Lizzie spotted the adult costumes.

"Livia, you should dress up too!"

"Nah, I don't think so."

"My friends mom dresses up every year."

"That sounds cool. I just don't think I'll get a costume. Maybe I can get a witch hat though?" I said smiling. Elliot came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I love that French maid one." He pointed to the very, very, short, lacey maids outfit that came with a feather duster and maids hat. Maureen must've heard because her ears turned red and she glared at Elliot.

"I don't think they have your size in that one." I smirked at him. He leaned in close to me.

"I bet they have yours." He whispered sexily in my ear. I left his grip and smacked his arm.

"There's children present." I reminded him. "Come on guys." The girls dashed ahead and I looked back at Elliot, "but later there wont be." I flashed him a smile and caught up with the girls.

A hour later, I sat on the couch with bags next to me filled with Halloween decorations we decided to get for the house.. Elliot had left about 35 minutes ago to take the kids home. My phone buzzed and I sighed,

"Benson."

"We need you and your partner."

"What happened? And he just left to take his kids home, about 40 minutes ago."

"I'll call him. Anyway, 15 year old girl came in to the precinct, with her little sister, claiming abuse from the dad and step mom. They both looked starved. While Fin was talking to the little girl, the 15 year old pulled me aside. She said she needed the morning after pill." My stomach dropped.

"I'll be right there." I said, hanging up my phone and grabbing my coat to brace the cold October weather.

On my way to work, I started thinking, about work. Maybe enough was enough, and it was time to do something else. My whole reason behind coming to SVU was to help victims, because of my past. To help children who had been abused, because I knew what it was like. To help rape victims because of my mother. And I had done that, I had done a lot of that.

As satisfying as it was to lock up a criminal, the entire process that led up to that moment, sucked. Sometimes I really hated my job. For example, now. Any case with children I hated. But since this one had a possibly pregnant 15 year old girl, most likely because she was raped, who on top of that was abused along with her little sister. So this a time when I really couldn't stand my job, I would hate it with a passion until we locked up the assholes responsible for these girl's pain. Then, I would just feel relief. That is was finally over. But, now I think its time to feel the relief of never having to get a call at 3:00 in the morning because someone had been raped, or a child was molested or abused. I think it was time to leave SVU.

Yay! I finally reveled what happened with Liv.I got the PCOS thing from Kate Gosselin, since thats what she has (btw, I think shes kickass for being so strong about all the shit life's put her through and doing everything for her kids so no hatin on her in the reviews or you will pay) I watched Wildlife to day, and the look on Elliots face when Liv pretends to be a hooker was priceless. I was all "ooo homebody's happy!" Review, because it inspires to continue writing.

-JustAGirlIGuess