Oh my gosh! Y'all leave some of the sweetest comments! Thank you so much for liking this story and thanks for the suggestions that I get through messages and comments. Some of them I add, some I don't, but I'm grateful for all.

I'm flying out on Monday to attend the National Sexual Assault Conference in Dallas. I'll be away from home for two weeks. I'm not sure if I'll be able to update or not, but I'll try.

Olivia had been dreading Eli's birthday party. She wanted to go because the little boy had requested her presence, which seemed nearly impossible because he was only two. He knew words but wasn't good at forming full sentences. Olivia had seen the boy several times since he was conceived.

She'd been to the baby shower, which had almost killed her and that very day had ended with Olivia pouring herself into bed, crying in sadness at the baby shower her own body robbed her of. It'd been on hell of a day and had taken a toll on her emotionally.

Kathy had brought Eli up to the precinct a hand full of times before he was one-year-old to see Elliot during their lunch break. Olivia had held the boy each time and even kept him occupied a few times as Elliot and Kathy went up to the cribs to have a small discussion or argument.

The brunette had gotten emotional a couple of times while holding the baby, thinking about how it would have been if it were her own, her own little girl that she never got to hold.

Elliot had even caught her once with tears in her eyes but he just gave her a sad smile and allowed her to continue holding Eli for a bit longer. He'd figured it was Olivia being emotional about her biological clock ticking or maybe about how scary it had been on the day Eli was born.

Olivia loved Eli as if he were her own, and not just because she loved Elliot. She would have cared for that little boy even if she and Elliot had only been partners and best friends, even if she'd never had a miscarriage. None of her friends had children except for Elliot. She'd met Fin after his son was grown and Munch had never had kids with any of his wives. Casey nor Alex had kids either.

She'd attended Eli's first birthday party, bringing him an interactive book about police officers and firefighters, complete with sounds and bright colors. He'd loved it. All of the Stabler children had come and each one had given her a warm welcome minus Dickie but that was normal for the teenage boy, who didn't interact much with the party anyways because he'd rather be out with friends.

However, to Olivia's surprise, she ended up not being able to go to Eli's second birthday party.

"I'm sorry, Kathy…" Olivia said into the phone. She was kind of relieved she didn't have to go but she hated that she felt like shit, she knew she sounded like shit too.

"It's okay, Liv." Kathy lightly laughed into the phone. "We understand. Don't we, buddy?" The blonde directed towards the toddler sitting in her lap. Then the brunette heard a "Livia!" being loudly said into the phone accompanied by more of Kathy's small laughs.

"I'll send his present with Elliot whenever I see him." Olivia said as she smiled from hearing the little boy's voice.

"Speaking of Elliot…" Kathy stated. "He's on his way to your apartment right now with soup."

"What? Why?" Olivia asked. She was almost annoyed. Of course Elliot would find some way to stop by and check on her.

"Because you don't have anyone to make you soup when you're sick." The blonde said, as if the answer should have been obvious.

Olivia rolled her eyes and groaned inwardly as she laid on her couch in her pajamas under her blanket.

"You didn't have to, Kath…" She said through her stuffy nose as she sniffled. Olivia felt guilty. Elliot's wife shouldn't be making her soup but she did appreciate the gesture and to be honest, she was quite hungry and having problems keeping takeout food in her stomach.

"I know."

"I wish you hadn't." Olivia half whispered in her couch medicine induced state.

Kathy smiled to herself. "I know that too."

Elliot's wife was well aware that Olivia was a strong, independent woman who had been on her own for her entire life but Kathy had come from a large family and so had her husband, and together, they'd created another large family. She couldn't help but feel bad for Olivia sometimes.

"Just do me a favor," Kathy said. "Don't give my husband the flu, okay?" Olivia snorted in laughter as she heard Eli pipe up again saying, "Foo?"

"I'll try not to give El the 'foo'," Olivia said, mimicking Eli. "Thanks, Kathy."

The two women said their goodbyes and hung up. Olivia hated herself some days. This was one of those days. Elliot, the married man that Olivia cared for, was bring her soup made by his wife specifically for her. Jesus, what a fucked up scenario.

She heard a knock on the door.

"It's open!" Olivia yelled hoarsely.

"You always invite strangers into your home?" He asked, raising his eyebrows as he entered her apartment with what was presumably a container full of soup.

Olivia looked at him from her position on the couch and rolled her eyes.

"I knew it was you."

He scoffed. "No, you didn't."

Olivia huffed. "Yeah, I did."

"How?"

"I just got off the phone with Kathy and Eli…" She told him, giving him a look as he set the soup down on her counter.

"Oh…" Was all he said. Elliot knew the brunette was sometimes uncomfortable talking to Kathy. It was probably better that Eli was also on the phone with his wife. Elliot knew Olivia loved to talk to the little boy.

"Yeah. Thanks for bringing the soup." Olivia said in a small voice. Then she sneezed.

Elliot saw the thermometer on the counter and grabbed it. "Put this in your mouth." He said as he walked over to her and mashed the button on the digital thermometer to turn it on.

"I'm not one of your kids." She said, pushing the thermometer away from her. "You need to go to work. Fin says we caught a case."

Elliot huffed. "Fin shouldn't be feeding you information and 'I' caught a case. You're off duty."

Olivia rolled her eyes again as she snuggled herself deeper into the couch and reached for the TV remote.

"You should be in bed resting." Elliot commented as he sat on the coffee table in front of her, giving up on trying to take her temperature. "Eat some soup and take some more medicine." He commanded in a fatherly tone. He couldn't help it.

"Yes, daddy." She said sarcastically but she instantly regretted it when she saw his face contorted into amusement as he eyebrows raised slowly.

"Oh, god. Stop." Olivia told him quickly as she realized his mind was in the gutter. "Come on, El." She whined, not wanting to play his game. "I have the flu…"

He laughed and dropped the subject but if she hadn't been sick, he would have definitely given her a hard time about the comment.

"Just eat and take the meds, okay?" Elliot asked and Olivia nodded.

As he began to walk towards the door she stopped him with her voice. "Hey, El?"

"Yeah?" He turned around, looking at her.

"Eli's gift is on the counter by the coffee pot." She told him, pulling a hand out from under her blanket to point towards the kitchen. Elliot walked over and grabbed the light blue gift bag.

"What'd you get him?" He asked out of curiosity.

"Superman and Batman Legos…" Olivia said. "And the ones for toddlers, you know, the ones that don't have any tiny pieces that he could swallow or anything." She told him, sniffling again and fighting off another sneeze.

Elliot smiled. "He'll love it, Liv."

She smiled back.

Elliot then left, heading to the crime scene where he was supposed to meet up with Fin. A biker had been murdered. They ended up finding Olivia's card on him. Elliot had made a trip back to her apartment to show her Clyde's file but Olivia claimed she didn't know him. Then more evidence came in and a partial license plate was revealed.

One person it matched up to was Olivia Benson. Cragen made a special trip to her apartment and she walked him down to the parking garage where she kept her black mustang. Unfortunately, it looked like Olivia was being set up for Clyde's murder.

Things only progressed from there and Lt. Ed Tucker ended up arresting her for murder. Remembering how terrible Sealview had been, Olivia opted to speak with Tucker in an interview room to clear her name. Somehow, they had her DNA on the knife used to sever Clyde's genitals and Olivia was sent to lock up.

She still had the flu and was slightly scared of being put back in jail. Olivia knew she was innocent but a cop being in jail was not a good thing.

Olivia sat with her left wrist cuffed to a pole while she sat on a bench at central booking. They were nice enough to not make her sit in a cell with the rest of the population. If they had, she'd probably been beaten up by now. Everyone would know she was a cop and they'd all come after her. Still having the flu, Olivia wouldn't have been able to defend herself and right now with the way things were going, she wasn't sure she would have wanted to.

Her world was slowly crashing down, or at least that's how it felt. Maybe the flu was making everything seem worse than it really was.

She was too tired to cry and too tired to fight. Olivia was even too tired to deck Langan when he walked up to her as she was sitting on the bench.

"I always thought it'd be your partner that I'd find here." He commented to her with a small smile.

"Keep walking…" Olivia sighed, not wishing to look at him. "You don't want to keep one of your scummy clients waiting…"

He pressed his lips together. "That scummy client is you." He told her.

"Even if I wanted your representation, trust me, I can't afford it." Olivia told him firmly and remained propped between the pole that she was cuffed to and the wall behind her.

"My retainer has already been paid…" Trevor told her lightly as he sat down beside her. Her instinct was to pull away but being cuffed to the pole, she could only move so far.

"By who?" She asked in a mixture of confusion and surprise.

"Concerned friends…"

Olivia knew Elliot wouldn't have signed on for Langan being her attorney, not with what he knew about Alex. He would have suggested Rita or someone else that they knew. It must have been Cragen and maybe Fin and Munch had pitched in. She knew Elliot was still out trying to track down Clyde's real killer.

She nodded at his reply, being forced to accept his services because he'd already been paid and she wasn't going to waste her friends' money.

"It's nice you're getting special treatment, they let you stay out here instead of throwing you in the bullpen…"

"Yeah…" Olivia huffed, glancing down the hall just so she wouldn't have to stare at him anymore. "I'm getting breaks all over the place…" She said sarcastically.

Trevor opened his briefcase and took out his pen and pad in case he needed to make notes.

"It won't be your friend Alex Cabot throwing softballs to us in court. Public Integrity handles all criminal misconduct by cops." He explained even though Olivia knew the routine.

Her eyes shot back to his when he mentioned Alex's name. It had stung. She briefly wondered if he called out Alex's name when he climaxed… Fuck him for having the audacity to say her name in front of Olivia.

Langan was clearly thrown by her instantly angry facial expression, he was confused as to what had caused it. He continued none the less.

"We'll go over alternate theories of the crime later." He told her.

Olivia's eyes narrowed at him. "You're assuming I'm guilty… that I actually committed murder…" She stated.

"I…" Trevor took a deep breath. "Of course not… sorry, I'm just use to…"

"Representing the scum of the Earth?" She asked arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah…" He sighed.

Olivia was tired. She was drained emotionally and energy wise. The flu was kicking her ass and now she was literally being thrown in jail.

"This is normally where I just introduce myself, explain how arraignment works but you already know all of that." He told her, giving her a sympathetic look. Olivia felt like she was going to vomit and she had done so several times earlier in the morning at the precinct but that was all due to the flu.

Langan seemed genuinely sorry that Olivia was in this predicament. He acted like he was actually going to do everything in his power to help her and that threw Olivia off kilter. She was so use to him being a scumbag.

"We only have a few minutes," Trevor said, looking at her. "Is there anything else I can do, anything you need me to do before arraignment?" He asked.

Olivia huffed and closed her eyes and she leaned her head back, letting it lightly hit the concrete wall behind her.

"I know you have the flu." He said, taking in her puffy eyes and red, runny nose. "I can see if they'll let you have some cold meds. Of course, they'll probably wanted you tested for the flu before they give you anything but I can see?"

"You know," Olivia began slowly and taking a deep breath. "I promised myself that the next time I saw you, I'd punch you square in the nose but I hadn't counted on the next time I saw you would be when you were my defense attorney while I was sitting in jail for murder…" What could it hurt to tell him? She needed to get it off her chest anyways since he was going to be her attorney and she surly wasn't going to reach out to Alex. That would never happen, never again.

"Excuse me?" He asked in surprise as he leaned back slightly as if she might in fact hit him and his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah… but I've changed my mind. You're being too nice to me… I won't hit you." She told him as she bit her bottom lip and stared at a place on the wall across the hallway.

"Did I piss you off on the last case we worked? Because I've gotta say, that was a while ago." He commented. "That's a long time to hold a grudge…"

Olivia shook her head as she tried to readjust her body on the bench to keep her ass from falling asleep.

"No." She replied.

"What did I do?" He asked, actually intrigued at what he could have done to her since he hadn't seen her in a long time.

"You slept with Alex…" Olivia whispered as she looked at him to take in his face. She wanted to know if he knew she and Alex had been together, if he knew what he'd done.

Trevor drew his eyebrows together in confusion with a small smile appearing on his face.

"Alex and I are fine… I haven't done anything to piss her off so you shouldn't be mad at me. I know you women stick together, especially when you're close friends but…" Trevor gazed at the ceiling for a moment before continuing. "Alex and I are fine. We're on good terms so whatever she's told you, I didn't do it or at least I don't think I did."

He could understand if he had cheated on Alex and her friends hated him or something like that but Trevor and the blonde were still on good terms so he was confused as to where Olivia's anger was coming from.

Olivia cleared her throat.

"Let me rephrase." She said with fire in her eyes and a touch of anger. "You slept with Alex while I was sleeping with Alex…"

That did it. Trevor Langan definitely received the shock of a lifetime with that statement. There was no way he was faking his emotions now. Olivia could tell he was sincerely shocked as his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open slightly.

"I um…" He was at a loss for words. "I… I'm sorry, Olivia. I had no idea she was… that you two were…" He was flabbergasted. "She's bisexual?" Trevor asked in confusion as he eyes widened, looking to Olivia. Then he raised his eyebrows again. "You're bisexual?"

Olivia bit her lower lip again to keep herself from laughing at him. It was actually hilarious to watch him put two and two together in his mind. She could almost hear the gears in his head turning.

"I don't like labels." Olivia told him strongly. "And we weren't in a full blown relationship, it was casual." She replied. "But it still…"

"Hurt…" Trevor finished for her, nodding his head. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. I wouldn't have… been with her if I had known there was someone else." He bit his lip. "Even if it was casual… she should have told you."

He was right. Alex should have told Olivia. It's important to know all the sexual partners involved in the scenario, especially when STIs and STDs are coming in at such high rates these days but Olivia also should have told Alex about Elliot. Not that Trevor, Alex, Olivia, or Elliot would have an STD or STI… but still.

Olivia continued to stare at him. "I think this is the first time we've ever agreed on something…"

"I know I'm a defense attorney for scumbags, Olivia. But I'd never stoop that low. I'd never sleep with someone who was already taken, causal or not." He told her confidently.

"Then you're a better person than me." She whispered hoarsely, looking away.

"What?" He asked, concerned.

"Nothing, nothing." She replied, clearing her throat again then giving him a light smile. "I'm not mad… anymore, I just… honestly, I'm not sure why I said anything to begin with." It was probably better that she did. If she was truly about to be drug through a murder trial, she needed to get it off her chest and be on the best terms possible with her defense attorney.

Trevor shrugged. "I'm glad you told me." He said. "Do you want me to-"

"I don't care if you stay with her or leave her. I don't wish to know anything about the nature of your relationship with Alex Cabot." Olivia said, cutting him off quickly and shaking her head vigorously to stop him from speaking before he said anything she didn't want to hear. "Alex and I are done for good. You are free to do what you want." She told him almost harshly. "I don't even care if you inform her that I've told you."

He nodded, understanding that she wished to end their conversation now and he gave her a small smile.

"Thanks for not punching me…" He told her, trying to lighten the mood which was hard to do considering Olivia was literally about to go to jail for murder on top of having the flu.

Olivia nodded her head and shrugged. "The flu's made me weak… I wouldn't have gotten a good punch in anyways."

Trevor snorted at her comment.

"Arraignment is in a few hours. I'll meet you there. I'll do my best to get you ROR." He told her, getting back to business.

"I doubt they'll release me on my own recognizance. They have my fucking DNA…" She huffed.

And Olivia was right. The judge didn't fall for it. Even though Olivia was a decorated officer with significant ties to the community, they set her bail for $250,000 cash or bond. There was no way in hell Olivia could afford that. She'd be held in Rikers until her trial.

A mixture of terror and shock entered her body and she looked at Trevor in fear. Her mind flashed back to Sealview. There was no doubt she'd be assaulted in jail in some form and with this damn flu, she wouldn't even be strong enough to defend herself.

"I'll get you out of there." Trevor leaned down and whispered to her as the court officer escorted her out.

"We have friends at Rikers, I'll make sure they stop by and say hello…" A biker leaned over and told her as she exited the room.

Olivia's eyes began to water and this time, it wasn't from the flu. Her watery eyes met Trevor's as she glanced at him. He'd also heard the spoken threat.

She was already being set up to be harmed and she hadn't even arrived at the jail yet.

As it turns out, Olivia barely even have time to be processed. Her bail was posted just as she was about to be transferred into the population at Rikers. She was so confused. Who the hell would have posted her bail? Who did she know that cared about her enough that also had $250,000 dollars laying around?

After she was dressed in her original clothing and walking to the main entrance to sign herself out, she saw Elliot.

"Elliot, what the fuck did you do?" She asked him in disbelief.

"Come on, sign out so we can go." He told her, pointing to the desk clerk who was waiting for her signature.

There was only one explanation as to where he got the money from.

Olivia shook her head. "Does Kathy know you mortgaged your house for me?" She asked him, still in disbelief.

"I wasn't gonna let you get shived in Rikers… or worse." Elliot wasn't going to say "raped". He wasn't going to use that word. Not now, not in this situation.

"You're insane." She told him as she grabbed the bag that contained her cellphone, wallet, and identification.

He shrugged. "You're innocent." Elliot was making this a lighter topic than it should be. "And Liv?" He called to her.

She turned around to look at him as she opened the door to exit the building.

"Eli loved your present." He told her with a small smile, hoping to give her something good to think about.

"I swear to god you better have made it to his party. I don't care that I was in jail. You better have made it to his party." She told him fiercely with a stern face.

He laughed a small laugh. "I spent an hour there. That was long enough to watch him blow out candles, eat cake, and open presents."

She shook her head as they walked to the car. She was relieved that he'd made it. She wouldn't have forgiven herself if he had missed his son turning two because of her problems.

Olivia was on house arrest technically. She wasn't allowed to help with the case now that she was the main suspect and she wasn't allowed to leave the city. So, Olivia sat at home, getting over the flu as Elliot and her other coworkers figured out who the real killer was and where her DNA came from.

Once Elliot figured it out, it was too late. The man who'd set Olivia up had barged into her apartment and attacked her. He had been a past perp that she'd put in jail, who she'd told would be raped in prison and he was, only he thought Olivia had set it up, that she had arranged for him to be raped. So, he'd set out to set her up for murder.

Olivia ended up getting the upper hand in the fight and tasered him. Elliot finally made it to her apartment but only after she'd taken her attacker down.

"You okay?" He asked, making it to her bedroom and seeing them both on the floor.

"Yeah, I think I'm finally getting over this damn flu…" She'd told him.

She was officially off the hook. The flu had kicked her ass so Olivia took an extra two days to fully recover. The entire case had taken a toll on her. She was exhausted physically, emotionally, and mentally.

The probability of going to prison had terrified her. Not just because she didn't want to spend the rest of her life in prison but because of all the things that they'd do to her in jail had constantly ran through her mind.

On the night of her first day off after she was no longer on the hook for murder, Elliot showed up at her door. He knocked and she looked through the peephole.

"What are you doing here?" She asked through the wooden door.

"I wanted to check up on you… see if you were okay."

"I'm fine." She told him.

"You gonna let me in?" He asked.

"No." Came her small reply as she rested her forehead against the door.

"Why not?" He asked as he braced his hands on the front of her door. Elliot could almost feel her emotion seeping through.

"I know why you're here, El." Olivia said sadly.

"I'm just here to make sure you're okay, Liv."

"I bet your dick's twitching at the sound of my voice…" She whispered through the door, boldly.

"You know me better than that. I'd never, ever come here for that." Elliot told her. "I've never in all the time we've been doing this, I've never come to you and asked for that. Not once." He said fiercely. "And fuck you for thinking I would." Elliot added lowly with a touch of anger in his voice.

Olivia had known that, but she was just trying to piss him off so he'd go away.

"Let me in." He demanded.

"No." She replied strongly.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because." Olivia replied like a teenager.

"Because why?"

"Because if I let you in, you'll give me what I need." She said, dropping her voice to a whisper again. "And we can't do that. It's too soon. We have to space these… things out. I can't falter this soon, not after the day we just had." Olivia told him, referring to the day that they'd spent together two weeks ago, doing things a married man shouldn't do with someone who isn't his wife.

"So, just let me in and I'll just be here for you, Liv." Elliot whispered to her. "You've just been through hell." He explained. "You don't have to tell me how terrified you were of being in jail… I know it reminded you of Sealview."

"You should go…"

Elliot looked down as he realized her voice was coming from near the ground on the other side of the door. She must have slid down the door while he was talking. He sat down on the ground outside of her apartment.

"I'm here for you, Olivia." He told her strongly. "You're my partner, for better or worse…" He added and the words nearly broke her.

He heard her sniffling, signaling that she was crying.

"Let me in…" Elliot almost begged. "You don't always have to be alone."

After a few shuffling sounds, he stood up because he heard the lock on her door being undone. Then it opened just a crack. She was giving him permission to enter her apartment but she wasn't going to hold the door open for him.

Elliot pushed it open as he entered, seeing her walking towards the kitchen and facing away from him.

He walked up behind her and lightly grabbed her wrist, giving it a tug and when she turned around, she buried her face in his chest.

"I've got you." He whispered as he wrapped her up in his arms. "I've got you and the only thing we're gonna do tonight is hang out and we can even talk if you want, but that's it. I swear." She'd made it clear that she didn't want to do anything sexual even if she did "need" it and even if she asked for it, Elliot wouldn't give in. Not tonight, because he knew it was against her internal wishes.

Olivia was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt. Even though she was mostly over the flu, she was still tired.

Elliot tenderly rubbed her back as he felt her hot tears fall onto his work shirt. She only loosely hugged him back.

"You shouldn't have mortgaged your house for me…" She mumbled into his shirt as she sniffled.

"I'd die before I let you get sexually assaulted in jail…" He said firmly, tightening his grip on her.

She wrapped her arms tighter around his waist.

"Did Kathy ever find out?" She wondered out loud.

Elliot licked his lips and pressed them together tightly.

"Kathy knew when I did it, Liv."

This made her pull out of his embrace so she could look at him in surprise.

"What?" She asked suddenly.

"The house is in both of our names… the bondsman needed both of our signatures." He explained.

Olivia wiped her nose on the back of her hand and looked away from him, wiping the tears off her face.

"Does she hate me?"

"God, no." Elliot replied. "She knows what happens to cops in jail… she knew you were innocent."

Olivia shook her head. "I wish you would have told me that when you bailed me out…"

"Would it have made a difference?" He asked.

"Yeah, yeah it would have."

"Sorry." He offered her with a shrug. "We had bigger fish to fry at the time."

Elliot glanced towards her bedroom.

"Come on, you need to go to bed." He said, guiding her to the bedroom.

"I-"

"We're gonna sleep." He explained, cutting her off from whatever train of thought she was having.

And he was true to his word. She got under the covers and situated on her right side. Elliot took his tie off, along with his shoes and belt but left his work pants and shirt on. He even got on top of the covers behind her.

Then he wrapped his right arm around her waist and held her, pulling her back against his chest with the covers being a barrier between them. Her hair smelled nice, just like her shampoo.

He heard her sniffle and realized she was crying silent tears again.

"I've got you, Liv." He cooed. "You're okay. Everything is gonna be fine." He promised her.

"You know, I talked to Langan…" Olivia said, trying to get her mind off everything else that had happened.

"I've been meaning to ask you how that was, seeing him and all. No extra charges were added to your wrap so I guess you didn't punch him?" Elliot asked, earning him a smile from her even though he couldn't see it because all the lights were off.

"He didn't know… about me and Alex." She said in a small voice.

"But he does now, huh?"

"Yeah… he was nice though. Apologized… offered to back off." Olivia told him.

"What'd you say?" Elliot asked.

"I told him he could have her. I'm done with that relationship."

Elliot nodded behind her in understanding. "Alright." He said.

She moved out of his arms momentarily to reach over and grab a tissue from her night stand. Olivia used it to wipe her face off but kept it in her hand because she figured she'd need it a few more times.

Elliot pressed his forehead against the back of her head as he closed his eyes.

"I'd never let anything bad happen to you if I could help it. You know that." He told her carefully.

"I was threatened…" She whispered to him.

His eyes opened and he was more alert now. "When?" He demanded, wanting to know if the threat was still standing and if he needed to place a cop outside her apartment building again.

"After arraignment, when I was walking out of court… one of the bikers told me they had friends at Rikers and they'd make sure their friends stopped by and said hello…" Olivia began to shake. "I was already being set up to be raped before I even made it to Rikers…"

"Lift your head up." He said gently and she did as she was told. Elliot slipped his left arm over her left shoulder, laying it straight across her pillow and she rested her head down on his upper arm.

His arm around her waist tightened slightly.

"You're okay now." He told her as he kissed the back of her head for comfort.

Olivia lifted her hand with the tissue to wipe the fresh tears that came.

"Where does Kathy think you are?" She asked him, hoping to change the subject again.

"She knows exactly where I am, Liv." He whispered to her.

"You told her you were coming here?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Olivia momentarily panicked.

"Because it's the truth." Elliot replied, surprising them both.

"What if she…"

"She told me to come, to make sure you were okay. And that if I didn't make it home tonight, she'd understand." He told her lightly.

"That's crazy Elliot. There's no way your wife is okay with that." Olivia replied, now concerned and almost alarmed.

"I may have also mentioned that I needed to finish some things up on your case at work and that if it was too late, I'd crash in the cribs…" He told her. And there it was. The part of the story that made sense.

Olivia released a breath of relief.

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