Continued…

Elliot had driven Olivia home. He'd been worried about her, knowing that this entire case took a toll on her. It had been hard for him too. It'd brought back some memories from Eli's birth. So, he'd taken Olivia home, not really giving her a choice in the matter, knowing if she really didn't want to go with him, she'd make her voice known.

He'd even walked her to her door, hoping it would carry some kind of comfort for her. She wouldn't talk to him much in the car and all she did was stare out the window.

Part of his job as her partner and friend was to be there for her when she needed him, and Elliot was trying to let her know just that; He was there for her.

Olivia fumbled with her keys in the lock of the door as he stood still, wanting to make sure she got inside safely before he took off and headed home to that spare bedroom across the hall from where Kathy slept in their old room. Elliot still hadn't been able to mention to Olivia that he and Kathy had started sleeping in separate rooms, he didn't know how or if he even should mention it.

She finally got the key turned in the lock and jiggled it out and she pushed her front door open, throwing her purse to the right, on the floor besides the door.

Olivia looked back at Elliot and there was something in her eyes, something that he couldn't place, couldn't name no matter how hard he tried.

Making a quick decision, Olivia reached out and grabbed his arm, gently yanking him inside her apartment so she could shut the door and lock it.

"What-" Elliot tried to ask what she was doing or what was going on but as soon as she'd locked the deadbolt, she cut him off, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and pinned him to the back of her front door. His hands flew up in the air due to his confusion.

Elliot's eyes went wide in surprise and he let out an "Umph" as his body hit the door, having momentarily forgotten how physically strong Olivia could be.

Her mouth was on his instantly, hot and heavy, begging for entrance into his own. Her eyes were closed and she was clearly in a state of enjoyment or relaxation or… something that made her seem like she was in the right head space for this even though she probably wasn't.

Closing his eyes as well, Elliot opened his mouth, granting her access.

Olivia moaned as she kissed him deeply while her fists were still latched onto the front of his shirt which was now surly wrinkled.

Elliot lowered his hands to her shoulders to gently grab onto her as she continued to explore his mouth.

Before he knew what was happening, she'd slipped her hand into the front of his pants and into his boxers. Today was one of the rare days that he'd chosen to not wear a belt because he didn't need it with the jeans he currently had on. They'd been doing a lot of running around for this case and he'd deemed that the slacks could wait until another day since it'd been snowing outside.

She'd gotten the front of his pants undone in record time as far as Elliot could tell, but he'd also been majorly focused on her mouth.

"I need you to wake up for me…" Olivia whispered in his ear as she lightly bit it. She was referring to his limp member which was becoming semi hard by the second.

"Jesus Christ, Olivia…" Elliot mumbled as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes tightly, taking a deep breath. This woman was going to be the death of him.

"Come on… that's it…." She whispered in the sexiest voice he thought he'd ever heard, as she felt his penis twitch while she caressed and massaged his ball sack, making sure to rub her wrist gently against his hardening member.

With his zipper open and his hardening penis poking out of the slit in his boxers, she takes his hand and pulls him to her bedroom. Upon arrival, she turned his back to the bed and gently pushed him down until he was lying flat. Then she climbed on top of him, straddling him in her own dark black jeans and dress shirt, which she quickly pulled over her head before grinding her hips on his hardened length and bending down to kiss him.

Her hair cascaded around them and he hissed at the friction her hips created between them.

Olivia moaned as she put both of her hands on his head, running her fingers through his hair as she kissed his cheek until she got to his ear, then bit him. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood but enough to get his attention. His eyes opened from where he'd had them closed, enjoying the pleasure she was bringing him.

She trailed down his neck, leaving love bites that would be long gone by the time he arrived home, if he went home that night.

Elliot's breath hitched at the realization that dawned on him.

Olivia was angry.

This was an anger fuck. She needed to get her frustration out.

Something was wrong. Well, a lot of things were wrong right now because of this case but he needed to pinpoint which things she was upset about.

"Liv?" He said lightly, trying to get her attention, but she continued her love bites as she moved her hands to the front of his shirt and began undoing the buttons.

"Olivia." He said louder. It was a warning more than a question this time and he leaned his head up slightly to look at her but all he could see was the top of her head and some of her face as she leaned down, focused on the task at hand.

Elliot caught and eye full of her cleave hanging down but forced himself to focus on her face.

"Stop." He said firmly, revoking his consent, but to his surprise, she continued her journey down his shirt.

"I know you want this… I can feel it…" She said, rocking her hips again for good measure, reminding that his rock-hard member was aching for relief.

He was momentarily stunned by her words, not knowing what to do. Olivia was entering dangerous territories. She'd heard his revoke of consent and not stopped.

If he was a true asshole, he'd pull the sexual assault card and remind her of what she'd just done and where they were now but he'd never do it, not to her. Elliot guessed that if he said it again, she would comply, and he was right.

"I said stop." Elliot told her again more forcefully, reaffirming his earlier decision and adding an extra "No." in a strong voice just to make sure it sunk in that she'd ignored him the first time.

Olivia went rigid and her actions immediately halted. She couldn't continue even if she had wanted to, her body would have never let her. Her ears had heard his voice revoking consent twice now and everything inside her halted.

She sucked in a deep breath and licked her lips.

It was like she knew that he knew.

She knew he'd figured out that something was wrong with her, that this was about so much more than needing him sexually.

He'd anticipated her immediate halt but what he hadn't anticipated were the tears in her eyes as she looked up while hovering over him.

"Fuck…" She whispered as she looked at him. "I'm sorry… I almost… fuck, I did…" She mumbled as she tucked her hair behind her ears.

The anger or frustration that she'd apparently felt before, now seemed to be gone.

"No, you didn't." He replied softly.

"Yeah… Yeah I did…" She said frantically as she moved to get off him but his big, strong arms grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her down to his chest, and she allowed it, not putting up much of a fight.

"I… I'm sorry…" She said, sniffling as she buried her face into his right shoulder. He held her tightly.

Elliot shook his head, knowing she could feel the movement. "I knew you'd stop. Why do you think I just laid here and waited, huh? If I really had felt threatened or wanted you to stop, your ass would be sitting on the floor right now." He explained with a small smile.

He heard her swallow hard and then sniffle again, so he continued talking.

"I stopped us for you…. Something's wrong. We gotta fix it before we do this." He said gently as he massaged the top of her back with his right hand.

"Nothing's wrong…" She mumbled into the side of his neck as she turned her face towards him.

"Bullshit." Elliot replied, calling her out.

He loved her, god he did. And he wanted to fuck her so badly but not like this, not when she wasn't okay and didn't have a clear mind. She had still been pretty adamant up until now about not having him inside her. So, if she was heading that direction when they'd gotten further into intimacy, then he'd have definitely stopped her anyways.

"Do you call Kathy that name?" Olivia asked into his neck and Elliot was momentarily confused.

"What?" He asked lightly.

Olivia semi leaned up and sat back to make eye contact with him, briefly wiping her face with the back of her hand.

"Do you call Kathy 'babe' when you're talking to her? Or when you're having sex?" She asked gently.

And there it was. A piece of the puzzle. One of the reasons she wasn't okay. He'd accidentally called her a pet name earlier and she hadn't forgotten. She told him he'd pay for it later but he hadn't realized how much of an impact his slip up had really had on her.

He was thrown by her blunt question and it showed on his face.

"Shit, I shouldn't have asked that. That was out of line…." Olivia said quickly, thinking she'd gone too far. "I'm sorry… I have no right, no right what so ever to ask that." She said, now fully sitting up on top of him but still straddling him.

She reached for her shirt that had landed on the bed beside them and slipped it on quickly to cover herself.

Olivia tried to get up once more but his hands held her hips in place.

"I don't call Kathy 'babe'." Elliot replied, causing Olivia to look at him. "She's 'sweetheart' or 'honey' but not 'babe'."

Olivia bit her lip, feeling sheepish and stupid for asking the question now.

"And we don't have sex." He added for good measure.

She swallowed hard again and took a deep breath. Olivia knew there were surely times that he'd have sex with Kathy, he had to because up until a few weeks ago, it's been two months since she'd done anything with him and she just could not see a man like him going that long without sex when he had two women to get the job done.

But it was true. Elliot and Kathy hadn't had sex for well over a year. There'd been some intimate touches and she'd gotten him off a couple of times but that was it. He'd even tried to initiate it a few times but she'd declined him, which had ended up with him jumping in the shower just so he could rub one out.

Maybe Kathy knew they were only making it work for Eli? Maybe she knew their marriage was basically over? Or, maybe she was hitting some sort of early menopausal stage and her sex drive just wasn't there anymore.

"You should… you can…" Olivia said in a small voice, looking away towards the bedroom window, giving him permission to fuck his own wife, as if he actually needed her approval. "You probably should, she'll think something's up."

Olivia said calmly, trying to dismiss what he'd just revealed to her and the approval that she'd replied with. But he wasn't going to tell her that he'd tried to fuck Kathy, even if it had been just to keep up appearances in their marriage. He wouldn't hurt Olivia like that, not when she was already hurting a good amount from this case.

"Hey," Elliot said as he lifted his hand to her cheek, gently moving her face to look at him. "I'm worried about you here, not her." He replied, giving her a thoughtful look.

Olivia nodded, accepting his answer and sniffled some more since her nose was still running.

"I'll never say it again, I swear. If I do, you have my permission to slap the shit outta me." He told her strongly. Olivia nodded as a small smile graced her now reddened face from her tears.

"I do wanna briefly touch on what just happened though." He said, sucking in a breath.

"I fucked up." She said in a choked voice.

"You did." He agreed, shaking his head lightly and then lacing his fingers with hers. "You fucked up, and you know it. You're acknowledging it…" Elliot said. "I just need you to be conscious of it." He explained.

"I am…" She said in a small voice, shaking her head.

"You're an SVU detective, Liv." Elliot continued, not willing to let her get off that easily on something so serious. "You can't do that. What if you go to a bar and bring a man…. or woman home and they're a victim of sexual assault? You gotta be conscious of that."

Olivia rolled her eyes at him. "Men, Elliot. I like men…" She said, still unwilling to admit that she was attracted to women. It was only certain women, according to her. Well, really only one blonde-headed woman. She wasn't truly into Babs Duffy, she just had an itch that needed to be scratched and the redhead's tongue knew it's way around a vagina, that's for damn sure.

"And I'd never, ever do that. I don't even really bring people home from bars anymore but I'd never… I don't even know why I did it to you. God, I'm so fucking sorry, Elliot." She said sadly as her eyes watered again.

She'd done it with him because she'd subconsciously trusted him. Olivia trusted him to truly stop her from doing the unimaginable, from going too far. She trusted him to call her out on her shit, to see that she was fucked up and help her.

He huffed. Elliot wanted nothing more than to tell her it was okay, but he wouldn't, because it wasn't. Continuing after consent was revoked was not okay no matter who you are or who you're with.

"It's going to be okay." He settled for those words instead, as he grabbed her face in both his hands, pulling her down and giving her multiple kisses on the mouth, mostly for comfort.

The kisses turned passionate and hungry.

Olivia stopped briefly to look down at Elliot. "Is this okay? Do you still wanna…?" She asked, seriously asking for his consent to continue. It'd been revoked already and still was as far as she was concerned so she needed to get it back if anything else were to happen on this bed.

Elliot smiled at her. "Yeah… just no sex." He said lightly.

Olivia's face contorted in confusion. "That's my line." She replied.

He laughed at her. "C'mere." He said in his bedroom voice as he flipped them. She giggled and it was music to his ears. Giggling was a rarity for Olivia Benson but when she did it, it was something.

Elliot took over, grabbing the bottom of her shirt as she sat up slightly, raising her arms so he could pull it over her head. Then she arched her back and unhooked her bra, slipping it down her arms, leaving her breasts to fall out of it. Her nipples were already standing at attention and Elliot's dick that had already gotten soft was slowly hardening back up.

"God, I love these…" He said as he grabbed a breast in each hand, massaging them, tweaking her nipples before bending down and popping the left nipple into his mouth and lapping at it, sucking as if it were going to give him milk.

"Oh, shitttt…" She moaned as her back arched into his mouth. "Yessss…" She hissed, letting him know that he was doing good, very fucking good.

Her breath hitched as his mouth switched nipples.

"Oh, fucking hell…" She said breathlessly as she closed her eyes and raised her hips up to meet his, causing him to grunt in response.

"Why is your shirt still on?" She asked as she opened her eyes and looked at him.

Elliot sat up on his knees and grabbed the bottom of his button up shirt and pulled it over his head. The first few buttons were already undone from Olivia's previous attempt so it wasn't that hard of a task.

Her hands were on his chest immediately, feeling of his muscles and tracing the rigid plains of his torso.

Elliot stood up at the end of the bed, stepping away from her, which caused a whine to escape Olivia's mouth.

He made quick work of his jeans and boxers, then walked back to the edge of the bed where her legs were handing over, and stripped her of her pants and panties.

"How do you want it?" He asked as he fisted his cock to ensure it was at its hardest and to relieve some of the building tension.

Olivia was quiet for a moment as she thought. There was pure lust in her eyes. She wanted him to make her yell.

After briefly closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, summoning up the courage for her next statement, she finally spoke.

"What would you do if I gave you one of my vibrators?" Her soft voice asked him. Her eyes alert with a hint of fear, like she was afraid of being rejected.

Elliot's breath hitched and his eyes slightly widened as his hand released his erect member. Was she really doing this? Was she really about to give him permission to use one of her toys?

"I'd make you scream." He nearly whispered as his eyes were locked onto hers. He was serious. Dead serious. He'd never been so serious about anything in his life. Sex was good. Their intimate moments were really good. But enhancing it with toys? Fuck.

Olivia licked her lips unconsciously before she spoke.

"The drawer in the nightstand on my side of the bed, there's a purple one. Get it." She commanded lightly.

Elliot swallowed hard. Fuck, was she sending him into her drawer of toys?

He stood up and started to retrieve it but then stopped.

"I…" Elliot started as he turned to look at her. "Shit, I can't… Liv, if I go in that drawer I'll never be able to unsee what's there… My dick'll never be soft again a day in what is surly to be my short-lived life after I see that drawer…"

Olivia threw her head back in laughter.

"I'll get it, El." She told him softly as she crawled over to the side of the bed and reached in the drawer, making sure Elliot was back by the end of the bed before she did so. She shifted through some items and then found it. Then grabbed a condom and lube for good measure.

Elliot felt like his heart was beating out of his chest as she handed him the purple thing. It was heavier than he anticipated and it was nearly as big as his manhood was.

To be honest, he'd never held a vibrator before and the only time he'd been around one was when she'd used one on herself while sitting behind him on the bed one of the times they fooled around. This was clearly a different one though, because the other one she'd used had had a remote.

Fuck. Now, he wondered just how many she had. Kathy didn't have any. Or at least he didn't think so. If she did, he didn't know. It's not like they shared drawers or anything in the bedroom. She had her dresser and he had his. He didn't snoop through her things.

"There are three speeds." Olivia explained. "Plus sign speeds up, negative sign slows down. Circle is the power button." She showed him the device. Then got situated on the bed back to her previous position.

Elliot stared at the thing with his mouth slightly agap. The very thing he was holding had been inside Olivia, probably multiple times. It wasn't in the exact shape of a penis but it was slightly wavy, probably for her pleasure.

Olivia leaned up on her elbows when she realized he hadn't moved.

"Elliot, why do you look like you've never been in the presence of a vibrator before?" She asked curiously, knowing what the answer would probably be.

He gave her a sheepish grin as if he was slightly embarrassed. She smiled back at him and sat up.

"Come here." She told him softly, motioning for him to get on his knees. After he was on the ground and in between her legs, she helped him out a bit.

"Hold it up." Olivia asked and he did as he was told. She applied the condom for him and added some lube for extra measure, even though she knew this part he could figure out.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked her softly, hoping that his promise to make her scream hadn't turned into an empty promise.

She grabbed his head in her hands as she leaned forward and kissed him passionately. She'd never let a man use anything on her. Alex Cabot had been the only person.

"Turn it on… rub it around… put it inside. I'm giving you free rein. Just no butt stuff… you'll be able to tell what I like the best by the sounds I make…" She whispered in his ear and then nibbled on it lightly. "Now make me scream, Elliot…" She said before leaning back on the bed.

Elliot didn't know if he'd ever been this hard in his life.

He rubbed the head of the dildo at her entrance since that's where she'd put the blob of lube. She was already we for him, but he wanted to make sure she could withstand the friction.

She let out a hiss as she felt the cold lube being rubbed in around her center.

Elliot smiled. He looked at Olivia, who's eyes were closed, mouth was open, and nipples standing at attention. God, she was a beautiful sight.

He started to rub the body of the vibrator against her clit as he turned it onto the lowest vibration speed.

"Ohhhhh…." She hummed, slightly moving her center up and down.

Elliot stopped briefly to grab her legs and hoist them onto him, resting her knees over his shoulders to give him better access to her core.

Olivia shimmied down slightly to accommodate him.

He resumed the previous position of the vibrating dildo moving along her slit. Olivia sucked in a breath as she grabbed her own breasts and lightly pinching her nipples as her back arched.

"Uhhhhh…." She let out a breathy moan as Elliot continued to rub the vibrator on her lips that were now turning a healthy shade of pink due to the vibrations and attention that she was receiving between her legs.

Elliot used his thumb from his left hand to rub circles at the top of her mound as he gently eased the vibrator inside her with his right hand, also mashing the plus sign on the bottom of the vibrator with his other thumb to kick the speed up a notch.

"Mmmmmhmmmm…." She moaned, removing her hands from her breasts and fisting the comforter at her sides. "That's good. Oh god, that's so fucking good, El."

He loved the way she'd said his nick name at the end. It was like this was a fantasy that she'd had when she'd used the vibrator on herself and now the fantasy was coming to life.

Elliot slowly pulled the dildo in and out of her body, keeping an eye on the lubrication to make sure it was still wet enough to not hurt her. Really, they probably wouldn't have needed the lube…

"Faster…. Please, faster…." She requested in a throaty whisper as her hips began to rise off the bed to meet his thrusts. He sped up, relenting to her request.

"Not now… but when… when I come… turn the speed up" She said breathlessly as her hips work. "I… I'll tell you when…" Olivia said. Her eyes were closed as her head lay against the bed for fear of triggering her orgasm if she so much as glanced and saw him working between her legs.

"Yes, ma'am…" He hummed as he tilted his head to the right, kissing her inner thigh.

Olivia's body instantly shivered at the touch of his lips and she hissed.

"Careful…" She warned, letting him know that she was close and doing that would spur her orgasm on. Elliot just smiled and planted another kiss, closer to her core this time. Then another, and another, until his lips finally met the ones between her legs.

"Oh God, Elliot!" She said loudly.

He used his free hand to stop rubbing her mound and hold her hips down as he pushed and pulled the vibrator faster and added his tongue to tease the surrounding flesh.

"Shit! Do it now… El, do it now!" She said quickly as she tumbled over the edge, entering her state of ecstasy.

Elliot had already had his finger on the button and he pressed it right away.

"Shitshitshit!" She cried loudly as her back arched and she grabbed the comforter so strongly that she pulled it towards her, letting it bunch at her sides. "Oh Elliot! El! ELLIOTTTTT!" She nearly screamed as she gritted her teeth.

Her legs were shaking more so than he's ever seen and they'd even lifted off of his shoulders briefly.

"Ahhhh… fuck. Fuck." She said as she was coming down. There were tears in her eyes because it had been that good.

She was panting, almost to the point of where she was coughing.

He was panting too but for a different reason. Seeing her explode had almost caused him to explode. He'd almost lost it and came on her carpet, for which she surly would have killed him. How the fuck do you get cum stains out of the carpet?

When she finally opened her eyes as her heart rate slowed, she looked at him and saw his eyes. They were fierce and full of compassion and amazement. She could tell he was close. His muscles were tightened and it was written all over his face.

Olivia motioned with her hand for him to climb on top of her and straddle her.

"Come here." She called to him, grabbing the vibrator out of his hand. He waddled his way up her body, his cock standing at full attention and looking like it was going to turn a shade of blueish purple soon.

Olivia maneuvered him to where he was on all fours, his hands beside her head bracing himself on the bed and his knees beside her hips. She turned the dildo on the medium speed and moved it towards his groin.

Elliot's eyes momentarily got big in fear of what she was about to do. This was exactly why he'd never done vibrator stuff with women (Even though he'd only been with Kathy and Olivia). Women assume that all men want butt sex at some point so they get an attitude of 'let me put this in your ass and see if you like it'. He'd heard that line from many of his friends in the marines.

"Relax…" She coaxed him. "Just trust me. I'm not going to do anything like that or anything you don't want me to." Olivia said as if she could read his mind. "I promise." She added for good measure, realizing that because of what she'd done earlier, their trust might have been damaged or broken.

She waited for him to nod before she continued.

He watched her as she reached between her legs, getting some of the wetness and lube on her right hand and grabbed his cock, rubbing it on.

Elliot sucked in a breath. Damn she would be the death of him, that was for sure.

"You have no idea how fucking hot that was." He said, referring to her sharing her wetness. She gave him a big smile and continued her work.

"I'm going to rub my vibrator against your balls. It's probably going to trigger your orgasm quickly." Olivia explained her plan. "You ready?" She asked with hopeful eyes, ready to see him explode.

"I'm… I'm aiming for… ugh… your stomach?" He asked with a grunt in the middle of his sentence as he actively thrusted his hips.

"Yeah… that okay?" She asked.

Elliot nodded quickly, letting her know he was ready for his release. He was so fucking ready.

Olivia smiled and bit her lip as she sped up her hand and pushed the vibrator on and around his balls, making sure to rub him generously with the mechanical device.

"Sonofabitch…" He groaned as he gritted his teeth. The veins in his neck were starting to make themselves known. Within seconds, he was cumming. It wasn't gushing either like it had been in the cribs, it was squirts and spurts of hot semen.

Olivia continued her work and aimed him at her stomach.

"Fuck! Oh, Fuck!" He said loudly. "Ahhh! Ahhh!" Elliot said in rhythm with his thrusts as he slowed his hips and she milked him dry.

When he was done, he pushed himself to the side, plopping down on his back beside her.

That was by far one of the best orgasms he'd ever had. It was easily in the top ten, hell, probably top five. He'd never added a toy into his sex life but fuck, it was good. The vibrations were amazing and they made his balls tingle.

"I wanna say it." He told her painfully. "Please, let me fucking say it." He practically begged, turning his head to look at her while he tried to catch his breath.

Olivia looked at him swiftly as her eyes narrowed, realizing what he was requesting.

"Don't you fucking dare." She said in a low voice. "Don't ruin our orgasm high…" Was her reply.

He wanted to say it though. He wanted to say those three little words so badly. Elliot wanted to tell her that he loved her, that he wanted to be with her. He wanted to tell her that he'd leave Kathy if she'd just promise that she'd be here for him and be with him if he did but Olivia had always told him the opposite in an attempt to keep him and Kathy together.

Elliot desperately wanted to tell her that he'd moved into Maureen and Kathleen's old room that they'd converted into a guest room. He wanted to love her and give her the world but she wouldn't let him. She wouldn't let him because her priority was that of his wife and a beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed boy.

"You know I do though… you know it's true." He told her with sad eyes.

Olivia huffed, letting out a frustrated sigh.

"We're not talking about it." She said as calmly as possible. "And I'd greatly appreciate it if you could go get me a towel… you made a mess…" She said, changing the topic and scrunching up her nose at him.

He smiled at her and rolled his eyes. "You contributed to the mess…" Elliot said as he got up and made the walk to the bathroom.

"You tasted like… blueberries? Raspberries?" He said, trying to place why the fuck her vagina had tasted so berry-like.

Olivia burst into laughter as he walked over towards her with a towel.

"Oh my god, the lube is edible. I forgot." She said as she continued to laugh, leaving Elliot to wonder why Olivia had edible lube in her night stand and just who the fuck did she use it on?

Olivia opened the door to Fin holding up a rather large bottle of red wine. About an hour after Elliot had left, Fin had text her claiming that he had a bottle of what was her absolute favorite red wine and no one to drink it with.

She'd rolled her eyes at his text and told him that he didn't even drink red wine at all. To which he replied that he'd need to come give it to her since he didn't have any use for it.

But Olivia knew what he was up to, she knew him well. He was trying to give her an in for having him over after that tough case without her having to verbally ask him because chances were, she'd rarely reach out to him in her time of need.

It was nothing personal towards Fin, Olivia acted that way towards everyone, including Elliot.

Fin was holding a case of beer presumably for himself.

"Come on in." She told him as she opened the door wider.

He entered and put the wine in her freezer to chill for a few minutes because as she pointed out earlier, he'd clearly just picked it up at a store because he doesn't even drink wine. Hell, he probably didn't even have it when he text her, and was just testing the water to see if he could come over. Once she said yes, he probably picked it up on the way to her house.

After putting the beer in the fridge for the time being, Fin joined Olivia on the couch.

"It's been a while since we've done this." She commented, feeling guilty again that she'd spent less time with Fin over the past couple of years than she would have liked.

"It's aight…" He said. "I been busy." Fin shot her a smile.

She laughed. "You got a new girl I don't know about?" Olivia joked. Fin was a simple man, she knew this. After his marriage went sour, he stayed strictly to hook-ups and one night stands, vowing not to fall in love again or get married but Olivia had her doubts about it. If the right girl came along, he'd be hooked in a heartbeat. Fin was a sweet man.

"Nah… you know my routine…" He said, smiling and shaking his head at her. "What about you?" He asked, chancing to pry into her personal life. He loved her like a sister and needed to keep her in check sometimes when she went out with assholes.

"I'm good." Olivia replied and fought the urge to grin like a fucking moron at the massive orgasm she'd had earlier at the hands of Elliot Stabler.

Fin nodded.

"I know this was a tough case for you. You ain't gotta talk but I'm here to listen if you want." He explained.

Olivia licked her lips and sighed.

"I think I'm all talked out for today, but thank you." She said, catching his eye and reaching over to squeeze his hand in a gesture of friendship, loyalty, and trust.

Then there was a knock at the door.

Olivia drew her eyebrows together in confusion, wondering who the hell could be at her door at this late hour. It was nearing eleven o'clock now. It wasn't super late but late enough for her to be concerned.

"I got it." Fin said after seeing the uneasy look on Olivia's face.

"If it's Elliot checking up on me, tell him I'm fine…" She said with a roll of her eyes, pretending like she hadn't spent the hour before last giving him a mind-blowing orgasm with her hands and vibrator in case he had come back for some odd reason.

"Liv, it's the Captain." Fin told her as he opened the door.

"Fin…" Their captain greeted him, slightly surprised but not too much since he'd known that Fin had comforted Olivia during her mini breakdown.

Their captain was a wise older man. He could read most of his detectives like a book. He'd known this case had been hard on Elliot but harder on Olivia. She'd clearly been crying at one point when she'd walked back to the squad room with Fin in tow.

He was just glad that Olivia had someone to rely on, to lean on so she didn't have to use all her strength to pull herself up because he knew she would if she had to. She'd done it many times before.

"Captain?" Olivia said as she made it to the door. "What's going on?"

He had on his coat and hat. It'd clearly started snowing again.

"A lawyer left this for you at the station." He explained, handing her an envelope. "I thought you'd want it right away…" He looked sad and regretful, like he didn't want to be delivering this mail.

Olivia opened the envelop curiously.

It took a moment for her to read the words and she was sure Fin was also reading them over her shoulder. She didn't know how Cragen knew but he did, she could tell by his face that he already knew what the letter contained.

Olivia swallowed hard.

"Um… Gladys… she left me power of attorney and legalized custody of… her daughter…" She said as she gapped at the letter.

Her breathing sped up and she felt Fin's hand on her lower back trying to comfort her.

"Oh, god!" She said. "I don't… I don't want this…" Olivia said quickly as she tried to hand the letter back to Cragen but he gently pushed it back.

"You know that's not how this works, Liv." He reminded her the way legal papers and filings worked. "It's already signed by Gladys and notarized. I'm sorry…" Cragen said, giving her a sad look.

Olivia began shaking her head from side-to-side.

"No." She said firmly.

This case was supposed to be over. It was supposed to be over and done with. She'd done her job as a detective.

"It looks like she wrote you a note too…" Fin said, gesturing to the small, yellow piece of paper stapled to the notarized letter.

Olivia huffed as she began to read it out loud for Fin and Cragen as they were all still gathered around her door.

"Olivia," She swallowed with watery eyes. "I realized today that you're right. I do need to make the right decisions from now on. That's why I've decided to go away and figure everything out. I know you'll be there for my baby… well, she's your baby now. I know you'll do what's best for her and care for her in ways that I can't. I'm going to start over in a new place with a clean slate and hopefully when she's older, she'll understand that I left her for her own good. Never let her think I didn't love her. Gladys."

Fin placed both hands on Olivia's shoulders from behind her as she started shaking slightly.

"Cap…" Olivia said in a whisper. "I… I can't…"

"You don't have a choice right now…" He reminded her. "The baby's critical. You need to head to the hospital ASAP."

Olivia's eyes widened, realizing what he was saying.

Gladys was supposed to be at the hospital twenty-four seven in case a critical decision needed to be made because the baby's health was up in the air.

Dodging around Fin, Olivia ran to get her jacket. Fin still had his on.

"I'm driving." He said quickly as they jogged out of her apartment and headed for the stairwell.

"I'll be at the precinct if you need me!" Cragen called after them, letting them know that he didn't plan on meeting them at the hospital. He was almost certain that Olivia would breakdown at some point that night and he knew she wouldn't want him there for that. She had Fin and he was enough.

Olivia fiercely threw open the double doors of the NICU as she ran inside to where she knew the baby was when she'd last left Gladys at the hospital.

The doctor that Olivia recognized from the waiting room previously came up to her rather quickly. Too quickly for everything to be okay with the baby.

"I'm glad you made it. We don't have much time." She told Olivia quickly. Apparently, Gladys had informed her of the new custody agreement and power of attorney change, which Olivia still though was completely crazy that it had gone through so quickly.

Gladys must've had a fair amount of money to pay for an attorney that'd get it done in a matter of hours, which meant that she probably stole the money or sold her body for it, which she cringed at since Gladys had recently had a C-section. She'd like to think it was cash that the woman had saved up to get her own place away from her aunt's house but who knew.

Fin had been hot on her tails, or as close as he could, considering she was faster than him. On the way to the hospital, Olivia had called everyone trying to find Gladys but so far all she'd found out was that the young woman had booked herself a one-way bus ticket across country.

"What's wrong?!" Olivia asked the doctor frantically.

"The baby's brain is bleeding." The doctor explained. Usually, she'd call her patient by her name, even if it was an infant but Gladys had never given the child one.

"Okay." Olivia said, following along as she walked swiftly beside the doctor who was clearly taking her to where the child was now being kept. Fin was jogging to keep up but he was there.

"We need your permission to operate immediately." The doctor told Olivia. "It could be her only chance at survival."

"What are her chances if you don't?" Olivia asked quickly.

"Not good." The doctor put to her.

"And… and if the surgery is successful?" The brunette detective asked, trying to keep up but realizing this doctor was insisting on the operation.

"She could have brain damage for the rest of her life. All of the options I told you and detective Stabler in the waiting room are still a possible reality…" She said.

"Fuck…" Olivia whispered as her chest heaved.

The baby came into sight and there were four nurses standing around her, she was out of the NICU box that Olivia had previously seen her in. Two of the nurses seemed to be pumping air into her lungs by hand and she couldn't tell what the other two were doing but it was obviously something useful.

"Detective," The doctor said lightly. "I need you to make a decision. Now."

Olivia's eyes watered and her breathing was still constricted as she looked to Fin.

"I'm with you on whatever you choose." He promised her.

This child in front of her was fighting to live, to strive at life but if she did live, she could be mentally handicapped or have numerous disabilities. But on the other hand, it was still possible that she'd be okay, that she'd survive and be one of those miracle babies that you hear about on the news or on TV that beat the odds and were now living healthy lives well into adulthood.

Olivia didn't know what to do. She wasn't sure. She couldn't pray about it because praying didn't do the same thing for her as it did for Elliot or other people. She didn't find comfort and answers in prayer and talking to God.

God was real, she believed that, prayer just worked a little differently for her.

Olivia took a deep breath.

"Do the surgery." She told the doctor.

Looks like there's gonna be a fourth part. It's gonna be a little heartbreaking, y'all already know how this ends.