Ok, I know I said that there was only going to be one more chapter but there were a few requests for more about Braydan. Here's his chapter. Hope you like it!

Chapter 36

"Here's your coffee Detective Benson."

Olivia grinned at the young man in the NYPD uniform, "Thank you Officer Benson-Novak. I appreciate it."

Braydan perched on the side of his mother's desk with his own cup of coffee. He had followed in Olivia's footsteps graduated from the police academy 6th months prior. He was now walking the beat. He worked the parole unit on the 1-6 and like every good son; he would come and say hello to his mother before his shift started.

He kissed Olivia's cheek, "How's your case going? Get the bastard yet?"

The squad had been trying to catch the guy responsible for committing a series of tourist rapes in Midtown.

"We've got a lead. The last woman snapped a picture of him with her camera. He stomped if afterwards, trying to destroy the evidence but they were able to recover most of the photo. They are doing a facial recognition search now." She told him.

"Well, Mom, I am sure you'll get your guy. You always do." He stood from her desk, "Alright, time to hit the car. I'll see you later."

She kissed his cheek one more time, "Be careful, honey."

"You too, Mom." He called over his shoulder.

They sat and waited for Jack Sterling to come home. They had been sitting there for what seems like days when in reality it had only been a few hours.

"His records said he was unemployed, why the hell isn't he sitting at home on his ass?" Elliot moaned. "It would make life so much easier."

"One of the best things about this city," Olivia laughed, "Plenty of things to see for free so even he can be entertained."

"Too bad a part of his entertainment is raping tourists." Elliot said.

Olivia sat up a little straighter in her seat, "Hey El, I think that's him."

He followed her manicured fingernail to the man walking towards them in jeans and a brown hoodie.

"How do you wanna play it?" She asked.

"I'm tired of waiting on this idiot. Let's just talk to him."

They stepped out of the car and onto the sidewalk where they started walking towards him.

"Jack Sterling?" Elliot asked as they approached.

The guy looked up at them, confused, "Yeah?"

Neither of them took out their badges to identify themselves. All Elliot said was, "We need to speak with you."

Sterling cautiously looked at Elliot, then Olivia, then back to Elliot before taking off across the street.

"They just have to run don't they?" He groaned.

The detectives took off after him. Olivia unclipped a radio from her belt and called in their location as they ran. She updated the operator with every turn that they took.

"White male, late 20s, wearing blue jeans and a brown hoodie. Back up requested! All available units!" She yelled into the radio as they pursued him.

They could hear the sirens of responding patrol units as they rushed after him. Finally, Jack Sterling took a wrong turn and found himself at the dead end of an alleyway. Seeing he was trapped, he turned towards the detectives and pulled a gun out of the back of his jeans. He couldn't decide who to point his gun at since both professionals had their guns trained on him.

"Put the gun down Jack." Elliot told him calmly. "We just want to talk to you."

"That's bullshit!" Jack screamed, his gun shaking in his hand.

The sound of car doors closing and boots pounding the pavement of the alley signaled that back up had arrived. Neither Olivia nor Elliot too their eyes off of the subject to see how many officers had joined them.

"You're not taking me in!" He screamed louder.

All those years on the job, they had learned to recognize when a suspect like this was going to let loose and fire his gun. Elliot dove over to Olivia and tackled her to the ground as bullets began to fly. They could only hope that their fellow officers had taken cover too.

By the time the gunfire ceased and the two detective's looked up, their suspect was on the ground; blood seeping from the multiple gunshot wounds in his chest. They got to their feet and were dusting themselves off when they heard,

"Officer down!"

Elliot and Olivia rushed towards the call. They weren't worried about their suspect he wasn't going anywhere. Their fallen comrade needed their help.

Olivia's stomach dropped and tearing immediately poured down her cheeks as she saw who the officer was that was bleeding onto the pavement.

"BRAYDAN!"

She rushed to her son, dropped to her knees and cradled his head in her lap. Another officer was putting pressure on the GSW in his abdomen. Elliot knelt behind her, ready to offer any support that he could.

She cried as she spoke to him, "Braydan, sweetie, stay with me. Stay with me." She didn't even know that he was one of the officers that had responded to her request for back up. He was probably so eager to help – particularly when hearing that she was the one putting out the request. She added her hands to the wounded area as well; trying to anything she could to stop the blood flow.

"Someone call a bus!" She screamed.

"We already have detective," An officer she didn't know responded. "They are two minutes out."

"Braydan baby, please." She left one hand on his side while the other stroked his cheek. His eyes fluttered open and his glassy gaze met hers.

"Hi, Mom." He coughed.

The tears came harder now, "Hi, B, you hang in there."

"Did we get him?" He rasped.

"Shhhh. Save your strength. We did get him. He's gone but you need to stay with me ok?"

"O…" He didn't get the 'K' past his lips before his eyes rolled back in his head and closed completely.

"Braydan!" She panicked. "Braydan!" She patted his cheek, willing him to open his eyes again. "Braydan!"

The monitor attached to Braydan's chest beeped loudly with each beat of his heart. Olivia and Casey were thankful each time they heard that sound.

"I didn't want him to do this." Casey tried to fight the tears as she and Olivia sat vigil at their son's bedside. "It was hard enough letting you go off to work everyday but to know that he was out there too."

"I'm sorry, babe. This is all my fault." Olivia said as she pulled her hand out of Casey's.

The ADA immediately took the detective's hand back, "No, god no, that's not what I meant. I didn't mean to make it sound like I was blaming you for this. He has worshiped the ground that you walk on his entire life. Of course he would want to follow in your footsteps and we couldn't stand in the way of that. It's just…I just…" The flood gates had opened and there was no going back.

Olivia took her wife into her arms and cradled her head against her chest, "I know, babe, I know." She whispered as she rained kissed on Casey head. When her tears finally subsided Casey didn't move from Olivia's chest. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to be comforted by her wife's embrace.

"Look who I found in the waiting room." Braya said as she entered with a tray of coffees.

"Sean!" Olivia smiled as best she could.

"They wouldn't let me back because I'm not 'family'." He told them as he entered his boyfriend's hospital room.

"I hate that rule." Olivia told him. "Shouldn't it be up to us who we allow back here."

"I am glad they allowed Braya to bring you back," Casey told him. "Take a seat."

Sean sat down on the other side of Braydan's bed where Braya too had take up residence.

"How is he?" He asked as he eyes scowered over the monitors and tubes that the young officer was hooked up to.

"The shot was a through and through." Olivia told him. "It nicked his liver but thankful the damage was minimal enough that they were able to stop all the bleeding. He's not out of the woods just yet but the doctors are hopeful." Her voice was stronger then she expected it to be.

Sean nodded, his eyes not leaving his boyfriend's face. "Do they know when he will wake up?"

The detective answered again, "It will probably be a few more hours. They have him on some pretty strong stuff."

"I would hope so!" Sean smirked. "I can't even imagine what he is going through right now."

"It hurts like a bitch." Olivia confirmed.

His eyes were wide, "You've been shot?"

"Not as many times as my partner but yes I have."

Casey grimaced at the memory as Olivia kissed the back of her hand. The ADA attempted to change the subject,

"There better by tea in that cup!" She said as she watched her daughter raise a paper cup to her lips.

"Yes, Mama." Braya confirmed. "Cutting caffeine out of my diet hasn't been easy but I did it."

"How far along are you now?" Sean asked looking at her swollen stomach.

"Four and a half months." She told him as she rubbed her hand down her belly.

"Wow, I would've guessed you were farther then that!"

Olivia laughed, "The Stabler genes at work again!"

Sean looked confused.

"I'm having twins." Braya smiled.

"Wow, congratulations!" He smiled, "Do you know what they are yet?"

"Not yet, we are still trying to decide if we want to know."

Casey and Olivia smiled at each other as she watched their daughter glow when she spoke about their grandchildren. Casey had been over the moon when Braya had told them about the pregnancy. Before they knew it there would be two new additions to the family.

Hours passed and Braydan's condition remained the same. Eli came to pick Braya up, promising her that they would come back as soon as Braydan woke up but encouraging her that she needed to rest. Olivia, Casey and Sean sat in the ICU room and waited. Olivia was keeping the squad up to date via text message. Elliot sat in the waiting room. He refused to go home in case he could be of any help whether it be to run out for food, a change of clothes. Anything. Casey fell asleep with her head on Olivia's chest. The heart beat of her son in one ear and her wife's in the other comforted her as she dreamed.

Finally, around 3am, there was movement. The three adults stood by the hospital bed and watched as Braydan tried to fight the medicine induced haze.

"Hey, B." Olivia smiled when her son locked eyes with her.

"Mom." He choked.

Olivia smoothed his hair while Casey held his hand. Her green eyes were filled with tears again.

"Look who else is here." The detective gestured to the other side of the bed. Braydan turned to look at his boyfriend.

"Hey babe." Sean smiled as he kissed the hand he had been holding.

"What? What happened?" Braydan finally asked.

Casey spoke up, "You don't remember?"

"I remember responding to a call for back up but then things get fuzzy."

Olivia began to fill him in on what had happened at the scene. She wasn't too surprised by the fact that he didn't remember much about what had transpired. As she did that, Sean stepped out to find the nurses and doctor. He didn't need to hear the gory details about what had happened to his boyfriend.

They all stepped out of the room as the doctor came in to evaluate him. He returned to inform the mothers of the good news that Braydan's body seemed to be responding well to the treatment and now their biggest concern was watching for infection which was usually easy to keep an eye on.

Elliot was allowed back to say hello. "Don't worry. The more you get shot, the more you get used to the pain." He chuckled.

"How many times have you been shot?" Sean asked with wide eyes.

Elliot just grunted, "You don't wanna know."

"You guys go home and get some sleep." Braydan encouraged his mothers. "I will be fine. Sean will stay with me tonight and you can come back with Braya tomorrow. When I called her, I made her promise to stay home until the morning. She needs all the rest she can get. You guys need it too. I can tell."

"You promise you will call the moment you think of something that you need or if God forbid something changes?" Olivia asked sternly as she eyed the two young men together. She had been strong all day but was finally starting to break down. Her little boy could've died in her arms that afternoon.

Braydan could see the pain in his mother's brown eyes. He held out his hand and pulled her to sit on the edge of his bed. He embraced her as well we is injury would allow.

"I promise, Mom. Go home and get some rest. I know what you have been putting yourself through today. Thank you for saving my life. Now go get some rest. I love you." He allowed his mother to place a long kiss on his forehead as she whispered her love for him. She stepped away to let Casey say goodnight. Elliot shook the young man's hand and before the could leave the room, Olivia was at his side again.

She smoothed his hair and kissed him again. Her eyes were wet when she said again, "I love you."

He smiled at her, "I love you too, Mom. Now please, go home and go to bed. I'm ok I promise."

Casey took Olivia's hand and pulled her out of the hospital room. The detective gripped her wife's hand tightly as Casey drove them home that night. Their little boy was going to be ok.

Hope you liked this one! The final chapter will be posted tomorrow. I will love you forever if you send reviews my way!