Thank God I use writing as an outlet. I've had a terrible day. Hopefully that isn't reflected in the quality of the writing.
Olivia sat across from Trevor, their faces only illuminated by candlelight. She smiled and picked up her wine glass and clinked it with his. "To us," she whispered and took a sip of her wine.
Trevor watched her put her glass down and he reached across the table and took her hand, holding it. "Watching the flame from the candle dance in your eyes," he kissed her hand. "Your eyes are lit up like I've only seen a few other times in my life. The day I married you, the day our daughter was born, and the day Judge Linden gave us custody of Noah."
She blushed. "You make me so happy, Trevor."
He smiled and saw their dinner come out. They are with comfortable silence and a little conversation. Once they finished Trevor smiled. "Did you enjoy your dinner?"
Olivia gently dabbed her mouth with her napkin on her lap. "It was delicious." She saw the waiter take their plates and she smiled. "Merci." She put her napkin on the table. "How about you order dessert to go. I have no preference, whatever your heart desires." She took his hand. "I'm going to head to the ladies room, I'll be out in a moment." She winked and excused herself to the ladies room. After using the bathroom she slipped her panties off, folding them up and putting them in her clutch, washing her hands and looking in the mirror, smiling. She walked back out to sit at the table and she looked over at Trevor and smiled, her foot gently running over his leg. "Hi."
Trevor smirked. "Hi yourself, sexy." He looked over at her. "Someone's awfully flirty."
She blushed. "You bring it out in me." She bit her bottom lip. "You know how we said we were going to make this like Chicago? Do you remember when we went to that one dinner, why we had to take a cab back to the hotel?" She grinned and raised an eyebrow.
He looked at her. "Did you—?"
Olivia nodded and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "They're in my clutch," she whispered. "They can be in your pocket once we get outside," she winked.
Trevor got up and slid into the booth next to her, running his hand over her thigh, leaning in to whisper. "Do I get to keep them?"
She smiled and took her panties out of her clutch and tucked them in his pocket, making sure no one could see. She ran her hand over his back, under his jacket. "All yours, baby. Just like me," she smiled wide and kissed him quickly.
He saw the waiter bring them their dessert and his card back. He signed the receipt and put his card away, taking the bag. "Let's go, sexy," he whispered.
Olivia giggled and walked out of the restaurant. "Hail a cab and get me home," she whispered. "I'm so wet for you, Trevor."
Trevor held her waist and he raised an arm, hailing a cab. He opened the door and let her slide in. He got in after her and kissed her neck, seeing her eyes close, his hand running up under the slit in her dress. "You're dripping sex appeal right now," he whispered in her ear.
She gasped and smiled. "Not the only thing I'm dripping," she whispered. Once the cab pulled up in front of their apartment he paid the fare and got out of the cab, running inside the building, getting on the elevator, and waiting to get to their floor, Trevor fumbled with the keys to unlock the door as her hands wrapped around his waist from behind, running her fingers over the front of his pants. "Nice and hard for me?"
He finally got the door open and Olivia's hands moved in an instant. He walked with her inside and looked at his mother. "Everything go well?"
Marie smiled. "Everything was wonderful. Did you two have a good time?"
Olivia smiled and took Trevor's hand. "The best," she whispered, looking at Trevor. "Thank you again for staying with the kids."
Marie smiled. "Anytime, seriously." She grabbed her things. "I'm going to head out. Goodnight, kids."
Trevor smiled. "Let me know when you get home," he kissed his mother's cheek and walked her out and then came back in noticing Olivia wasn't in the living room. Assuming she was in their bedroom he walked in and stopped in his tracks, his breath leaving his body.
Olivia knelt on the bed, naked, her legs spread, sitting back on her heels. "Come and get me," she smiled, biting her lip.
Trevor walked over to her and kissed her passionately, hearing her moan. "You're so god damn sexy." He whispered and laid her down, spreading her legs wider. "Time for dessert," he looked up at her and licked over her pussy, sucking her clit, pushing his fingers inside of her.
She arched her back and let out a whiny moan. "Oh, baby!" She gasped and moved her hips into his hand and face. "Oh, my God!"
He grinned and lifted her hips off the bed, gripping her ass, moaning and sending shockwaves through her body. "Come on baby. Let me make you come over and over. Come for me, let me taste it."
Olivia cried out and her orgasm took over, her juices spilling out of her in torrents. "Tr—" she let out a breath. "Oh!" She felt him kiss up her body and she kissed him passionately. "Mm," she smiled and flipped them. "I need you naked. Now. I want you to fuck me, spank my ass. Punish me."
Trevor grinned. "Oh, you need to be punished?"
She smiled. "I'm such a naughty girl. Bend me over and spank me."
He smirked and flipped them back over and stood up, rolling her on her stomach. "You want me to spank your perfect ass?"
Olivia moaned. "Please baby. I need it." She felt his hand come down on her ass and she moaned. "Oh yeah. Fuck me baby."
Trevor pushed his pants and boxers down and pulled her hips back, pushing inside of her. She moaned, gripping the blankets. "Jesus, Liv." He spanked her again and gently pulled her hair, pulling her up, starting to move harder and faster inside of her. "You like that, baby? You like it when I fuck your pussy?"
She rested her head on his shoulder. "Oh, yeah. Fuck!" She let out a breath. "Oh, my God. Baby! You're gonna make me come again. Come in my pussy. God, baby, come in my pussy," she begged.
He started to rub her clit and her muscles started to squeeze around her. "That's it baby. Come on, oh I'm right there."
Olivia rested her knee on the bed, moving her hips back, moaning as another orgasm tore through her, feeling his release inside her. "Trevor!" She rode out her orgasm and fell forward onto the bed. "Oh, baby." She felt him pull out of her. "Mm."
Trevor took the rest of his clothes off and he pulled her all the way onto the bed and he held her close. "You are absolutely amazing." He stroked her back.
She smiled and bit her bottom lip. "You are. God you make me come so hard," she whispered and kissed his chest. "I need to wash my makeup off," she whispered and kissed his lips. "Give me five minutes." She smiled and got up and walked into the bathroom, taking her false lashes off and washing her face.
He heard his phone go off and he answered it. "Hey mom, you get home okay?" He sat up and listened. "Mom, mom, shh. Where are you?" He got up and started getting dressed. "I'll be there as soon as I can." He knocked on the door of the bathroom. "Liv."
Olivia opened the door and saw him. "What happened?"
Trevor looked at her. "It's mom. She got attacked on her way home. She's at Mercy."
She felt tears in her eyes. "Go. She needs you there. I'll call Lucy and get dressed and I'll meet you there. Figure out if we need to call the squad, text me." She kissed him quickly. "Go, I'll be there as soon as I can."
He hugged her tight. "I love you."
Olivia hugged him back. "I love you, too. Your mom needs you. I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?" She dried her face and went into the bedroom and grabbed her phone and called Lucy. "Lucy? I'm sorry it's so late. Trevor's mom got attacked on her way home. Trevor's on his way to the hospital, can you—" she closed her eyes and smiled. "Thank you so much, I appreciate this more than you know." She hung up and got dressed, putting her hair up in a messy bun. She let Lucy in when she arrived, let her know that she could help herself to anything in the fridge and she was welcome to stay in one of the guest rooms. She ran out the door and drove lights and sirens to Mercy Hospital, running in the door. "Marie Langan's room." The woman behind the desk was giving her a hard time and she flashed her badge. "I need that room number now, please." After getting the room number she rushed up to her room and walked in, seeing her sleeping and Trevor sitting next to her, tears streaming down his face.
Trevor looked up at her. "They had to sedate her once I got here. They— they did a rape kit." He let out a sob.
She sat next to him and hugged him tight and stroked his hair. "I've got you. I'm here," she whispered, rubbing his back. "Shh, shh, shh." She closed her eyes and kissed the side of his head. "I'm right here, my love." She let him cry on her shoulder. "I've got you."
He held her. "Why do all the women I love keep getting hurt?"
Olivia closed her eyes tighter. "I don't know, baby. But I do know that it's not your fault. None of it," she whispered. She held his face in her hands. "You didn't cause any of this," she wiped his eyes. "You have to believe that."
Trevor took a tissue and wiped his nose. "I just want her to be okay. I want her to wake up and just… she's my mom."
Marie looked over at her son and daughter-in-law. "She's awake," she whispered. "Trev, come here," she called him over and hugged him. "I'll be okay. I'll get through this. Your father didn't kill me, a random asshole on the street certainly won't."
Olivia stood on the side of the bed. "Marie, I'm so sorry for what happened to you," she said softly.
Marie smiled and reached her hand out. "Thank you for coming. And like I told Trevor, I'll be okay."
Olivia nodded. "Marie, I have to ask, were you raped?"
Marie shook her head. "Not for lack of his trying. He tried to get my pants off but I learned a long time ago how to fend off an attack. Just a minor concussion and some bruises. I was in a bit of shock when Trevor walked in, but I'm feeling better.
Trevor looked at her. "Mom, they found semen."
Marie looked at him. "I'm old, I'm not dead. I'm not married anymore. I have sex."
Trevor looked at her. "Without protection?"
Marie rolled her eyes. "Not with my boyfriend. That okay with you, Dad?"
Trevor pinched his nose. "Ma—"
Olivia held his bicep. "Hey," she whispered. "We didn't use protection either," she whispered to him. "Besides, that's not the thing that either of us should focus on right now. Your mother wasn't raped. That's the important thing," she kissed his arm and squeezed his hand.
Marie looked at Olivia. "Thank you, dear."
Olivia smiled. "Anytime." She sat back in the chair and kept Trevor's hand in hers, giving him and his mother space to interact.
Trevor sat back down after a few minutes and kissed the back of Olivia's hand. "Thank you for coming."
Olivia smiled. "My husband and my mother-in-law needed me and we have a very understanding Nanny." She kissed his cheek.
Trevor smiled and let out a yawn. "I love you."
Marie looked at them. "Why don't you go home and get some sleep? Both of you. I'll get home."
Trevor looked at her. "Oh, no. We're waiting until you're discharged and then you can stay with us until tomorrow."
Olivia looked at Marie. "I think what Trevor meant to say is that we'd both feel better if you stayed with us tonight so we can make sure you get home safely tomorrow. We have another guest room that you're welcome to." Olivia looked at Trevor. "He's just a little on edge right now."
Marie smiled. "If you two are sure it won't be an imposition."
Olivia smiled. "Not at all. You're family."
Trevor looked at Olivia and kissed her temple. "I'm sorry, Ma. I shouldn't have snapped. I'm scared. I feel like that little boy again, helping you bandage your wounds after one of Dad's rages."
Marie squeezed her son's hand. "You have been an amazing son. But, this was different. This wasn't a man I thought I loved. I didn't know this man from Adam. You now have an amazing wife, and two beautiful babies."
Trevor smiled. "I'm glad you're alright."
Olivia smiled. "If you need it I can get you some names of some therapists. I can have one of my detectives drop off a list."
Marie nodded. "I'm sure I'll need them, thank you."
Olivia nodded. "Anything you need, however I, however we, can help."
Trevor rested his hand on the small of Olivia's back. "Mom, would you consider moving closer? I know you love Long Island," he said, gently rubbing Olivia's back, feeling her flinch at the mere mention of Long Island. "But one of the five boroughs, even if it isn't Manhattan, would be so much closer, you could see us and the kids more, it'll be closer for John and Rose and their kids."
Marie looked at him. "If I say I'll think about it will you drop it for now?"
Trevor kissed her forehead. "I'll drop it until you're feeling better. But I really would like to have you closer."
Olivia smiled and kissed Trevor's arm, looking up at him, then at her mother-in-law. "We'd both like to have you closer."
About an hour later they discharged Marie and Olivia drove back to the apartment, walking in quietly, seeing the house dark. Olivia hugged Marie and led her to the guest room that was unoccupied by Lucy. "Thank you, Olivia," Marie whispered.
Olivia smiled. "Of course. Get some rest. We'll see you in the morning," she smiled and walked out, closing the door, walking into the bedroom, seeing Trevor. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. "Let's get some sleep, baby."
Trevor held her tightly and cried on her shoulder, feeling her hands rub his back. "I'm sorry," he sobbed.
She walked him to the bed and sat next to him. "You don't need to apologize, and you don't need to be strong for me. What can I do, Trev?"
He looked at her. "Let me hold you. I need to protect one of the women in my life."
Olivia moved back on the bed. "Come hold me, and make me feel safe," she whispered.
Trevor moves next to her and laid down, feeling her head on his chest, holding her tight. "I love you, Olivia. So fucking much," he whispered, kissing her temple.
She looked up at him. "I love you, too, Trevor. Do me a favor, I feel so safe right now, you make me feel safe. But please don't be strong for me right now, let me take care of you."
He rolled on his side and looked at her, tears running down his face. "I almost lost her," he whispered.
Olivia pulled him close and rested his head on her chest. "Shh, shh, shh," she soothed, rubbing his back. "It's okay. I'm here. Let it out, I've got you," she whispered, stroking his hair and rubbing his back until he fell asleep. "I love you," she whispered softly, falling asleep, holding him close.
A/N: Leave a review, here or on Twitter (couricshargitay) and I'll be updating soon. I need a mental health day.
