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Trevor knew something was wrong from the minute she had text and asked if he could come to her apartment for his lunch hour. It didn't sound like her normal lunch date booty call. Usually she'd say something sexy, something to get him going, to make him need to meet up with her during lunch but that wasn't the message he got when he read her words.

"Can you stop by during your lunch break?" She'd text him.

He'd tried calling her, but the tone only rang once before he was sent to voicemail. It was a sign that she didn't want to talk over the phone.

"Yeah, you okay?" He replied, hoping she'd respond.

Trevor didn't like the phone call he'd gotten earlier with her and Elliot, and he didn't like how she was acting now. Something was off, really off.

"Yeah. Bring me food please. Chocolate." She specified.

Now, he knew something was wrong. Olivia Benson only requested chocolate when she was upset. It was probably also her way of telling him that she would be a mess when he arrived.

"Yes ma'am." Trevor replied. "Leaving now." He added quickly.

It wasn't really time for his lunch break yet, but he didn't care. He needed to get to her, to see her and make sure she was okay. Trevor had grown to love Olivia. Maybe not in the romantic sense but she was by far the closest he'd ever been with another person, never-the-less a woman.

He'd grown to trust her with everything he had. The best part was, he knew that she loved another man and he accepted it, he was okay with it. And when the time came, or if the time came for them to "break up", Trevor knew they'd still be friends.

It'd be on a different level of course, out of respect for whoever she chose to be with after him but, still. They'd still be together as friends and he's always be in Calvin's life. Maybe that's what he loved the most.

Trevor had never seen himself as a father, especially after he represented so many shitty people to the point of where he had to quit his job because it weighed too heavily on his heart and soul. He didn't really want to bring a child into this world. At one point in time, sure, he'd thought about it but after everything he'd seen through his job and through Olivia's job.

No. No way in hell did Trevor Langan want offspring in this world, not when there were other children that needed to be adopted and needed homes.

Of course, he hadn't really told Olivia this. Maybe it was because he was still coming to terms with it himself.

One thing was for sure though. Olivia Benson had changed his life. Even though they weren't a real couple, she'd opened his eyes to so much. He was actually happy for the first time in a long time. He had an active sex life for the first time in a long time too. And now with Calvin, Trevor was a mentor, a father figure.

Just this morning at their swift breakfast, Calvin had asked Trevor's opinion on a girl in class. It was something Trevor thought he'd never experience, but he'd handled it pretty well, telling Calvin how to treat the girl and how to go about expressing his feelings to her. The conversation ended with Trevor reminding the boy to run everything by Olivia first. She was the real one in charge and she might have standards for dating, although Trevor wasn't so sure you could call it dating if you were only twelve…

But right now, Trevor was concerned for the current woman in his life, Olivia.

It had always been touch and go with her and Stabler, always.

From the moment Trevor met Olivia and Elliot as partners, he could feel the chemistry. He knew they had something brewing between them even if they didn't know at the time. It was no surprise when Olivia finally confessed her feelings for Elliot to Trevor, because he'd known all along. Pretty much anyone who had eyes could see it, it's just that most people deemed Benson and Stabler as good people, decent human beings who set boundaries and didn't cross them. It should also be noted that if those boundaries are crossed, that doesn't mean they're bad people… plenty of good people do bad things.

"Liv?" Trevor called as he entered her apartment.

He walked further into the home and spotted her figure in the kitchen, doing what looked like was manually cleaning dishes instead of using the dishwasher. The living room had been cleaned too.

Trevor also noted that she was wearing a tank top with no bra and her sleep shorts that she'd wear before Calvin started living with her.

"Hey." She greeted with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, as she looked over and saw him making his way to the kitchen.

"Got your chocolate…" He said, holding up the grocery bag full of a gallon of chocolate ice cream accompanied by a couple snickers.

Olivia smiled again and wiped her hands off before taking the bag from him and sticking the ice cream in the freezer and the snickers in the fridge for later.

"Thanks." She told him lightly.

He hadn't brought actual lunch food but that's because he knew her. Trevor knew Olivia so well. When she was upset, she didn't eat. Chocolate really was the only thing the woman consumed when she was upset.

"Wanna tell me what's going on?" He asked lightly as he braced himself on the countertop across from her.

She shook her head dismissively as her eyes started to water.

"Hey…" Trevor said softly, walking over and wrapping his arms around her. She welcomed his embrace and buried her face in his chest as her arms went around his waist. "You can talk to me, Liv, you know that…" He told her.

She sniffled a bit into his shirt before pulling away.

"I'm an idiot." Olivia said, dodging his eyes and using her hands to wipe her face. "I'm so fucking stupid."

"You're not." Trevor replied, bending down slightly to make eye contact with her since he was so much taller. "You're smart. Very smart." He said. "Tell me what happened." He asked lightly as he grabbed her hand and led her to the couch in the living room. She needed to sit down, and he wanted her to be comfortable.

They sat in silence for a moment. He waited for Olivia to open up. With her, sometimes it could be a waiting game. Trevor knew it'd taken a lot to gain her trust, and that she didn't trust many people for various reasons.

"I um… I fucked up and asked Elliot to sign his divorce papers…" She said in a quiet voice as she sat on the couch with her elbows on her knees, staring at the ground.

Trevor let out a slow breath and moved so that he was right beside her mirroring her stance, their thighs touching.

Maybe this wasn't the smartest move she'd made but he couldn't blame her. She was in love.

"Are you telling me he said no?" Trevor asked in a low voice. "Because if he said no, and he still wants to fuck you, then he's a piece of shit." He explained as his anger made a rare appearance. "You deserve to be treated better than that, Olivia. I know he said he loves you…" Trevor said, looking at her as she turned her head to meet his eyes. "Sometimes guys lie to get a piece of ass. If that's what he's doing… I'm gonna beat the shit out of him…" Trevor confessed angrily, while knowing full well Elliot would probably win in a fight between the two of them.

Her hands quickly reached over and grabbed his, stifling his rage and bringing him back down to Earth. Sometimes it still amazed her how he could care about her so much.

Olivia shook her head.

"It's not that he said no." She explained in a small, sad voice. "It's that he can't…" Olivia said.

…

FLASHBACK TO HOURS BEFORE:

She took another deep breath.

She closed her eyes briefly, reading herself for the blow back if there was one, for the rejection if it should happen.

Then she spoke the words.

"I want you to sign the divorce papers…"

Everything seemed to stand still. There was nothing but silence, you could hear a pen drop.

The silence terrified her. It always had, ever since she was a small kid and the apartment was silent from her mother yelling or breaking things. That silence meant that her mother had passed out somewhere and no matter how scared or tired Olivia was, no matter what age she was, she had to go find the older woman and check on her to make sure she hadn't hurt herself or had begun choking on her own vomit.

As Olivia had gotten older, the silence still scarred her at certain times, or maybe 'scared' wasn't the right word. It irked her.

At night, she welcomed the sound of the city, otherwise she was constantly reminded by the silence, the absence of a man's snore or the absence of pitter patter of little feet, that she's failed at life. She'd failed at being a wife and mother, mostly because she'd never been given the chance. The only man she ever, truly saw herself with, aside from her mother's student, was her married partner and before Gitano, she would have never, ever, put herself in the middle of his marriage, until now.

What no one really knew aside from Calvin was that Olivia had been going to therapy herself, again. Every time Calvin had an appointment with his therapist, she made an appointment with her own therapist in the same building and while the boy was talking to his, she was talking to hers.

She was so bold to ask Elliot to sign his divorce papers because she'd been over every possible outcome with her therapist. He wasn't happy, she knew that because if he was, then he wouldn't have come to her several times over the past few years when he needed some intimacy, not that it was the only thing he used her for. She was the one who usually initiated it anyways and she never counted any of that against him.

Also, Kathy wasn't happy. She hadn't seemed happy months ago when she'd talked with Olivia and obviously neither was very happy if they were contemplating divorce for what? The third or fourth time now?

And it was no secret that Kathy and Elliot fought. He'd told her as much in passing. It was something he'd tried to hide but there'd be phone calls that he'd get in the squad room. She could hear yelling on the other end and it didn't take a genius to figure out it was Kathy.

Not that Kathy didn't have a reason to complain.

Olivia knew Elliot lied to Kathy just like she knew he'd have gone back to the cribs to sleep if she hadn't let him stay the night with her.

Without knowing the specifics of their marriage, it didn't take a detective for Olivia to figure out that Kathy and Elliot's marriage was failing more so now than it ever had before.

Anyone would agree that it was better for Kathy and Elliot to split while they could still be friendly, before the love warped into hate and they couldn't stand each other, dragging out a long divorce.

"W-what?" Elliot had asked as he leaned back with eyes wide, looking at the beautiful woman on his lap.

"I… I want you to sign the papers, El." She repeated more confidently than the first time.

Elliot swallowed hard.

If only she'd asked years sooner, months sooner even.

"I'm not going to beg." Olivia stated, looking him in the eyes. "I WILL keep my dignity through this… whatever it may be. But…" She said, trailing off and gazing around the room, wondering if she'd made a grave mistake. Maybe she shouldn't have bared her soul to him like this, so open and so vulnerable.

Elliot shook his head as he grabbed her, pressing her body and chest firmly against his, resting his forehead against her shoulder.

"Dammit, Liv…" He whispered harshly, more at the situation than at her.

She took it as anger, as if he had wished she hadn't said anything, hadn't asked, so she began to back track immediately. It was one of her defense mechanisms.

"I… I'm sorry… forget it. Forget I said anything…" She said quickly, hugging him to her chest, fearing that she'd hurt him greatly when she hadn't meant to hurt him at all.

He shook his head again and leaned back to catch her eyes.

The look on his face was sad, as if he was in a hard place that he couldn't get out of.

Slowly, Elliot leaned in and kissed her lips. He grabbed her waist and stood up, turning around and laying her down on the bed before settling in between her legs that were wrapped around him.

He leaned down and kissed her neck.

"Mmmmhmmmm…" She moaned.

"You used to tell me if I left Kathy, you wouldn't be waiting for me… that I wouldn't be allowed at your place or in your bed…" He said as he continued to kiss on her neck, and ran his hands up her stomach under her shirt, until his reached her breasts, taking one in each hand and gently squeezing them just the way he knew she liked it.

"I-it's different now…" Olivia mumbled out between the shocks of pleasure that were coursing through her body at the mercy of his hands.

Elliot knew she wanted him, she'd made that very clear from the moment he'd woken up and saw her waltzing back into her bedroom. He figured he'd give her one last time before all hell broke loose. He'd satisfy her once more before he crushed her. After all, she'd done so much for him over the years.

So, instead of speaking, of questioning her reasoning as to why it was different now, Elliot continued his worshiping of her body.

He gently pushed her until she got the idea and scooted up the bed. Then, he pushed her shirt up past her breasts, taking his time with each one. Elliot kissed and nipped at her voluptuous body. She was too caught up in her own pleasure to realize that he had stopped the conversation and hadn't actually replied to her initial request.

"Oh, god!" She gasped and slammed her eyes shut as his lips clamped down around her left nipple. His tongue swirled over her hardened bud and it wasn't long until he felt her hand on the back of his head, encouraging him.

Her chest arched to push her breast harder into his mouth and he relished every single taste. It'd been so long since he'd been able to touch her, taste her like this. He'd remember it forever, in case it was the last time she allowed him to touch her.

They both knew Olivia was in control. She was the woman calling the shots in whatever this 'thing' was that they'd started all those years ago.

His teeth grazed her nipple, causing Olivia to grunt and jerk her hips into his own. God, he loved this woman. She was everything he'd ever wanted and dreamed of, and that was a hard realization for him to come to when he was married to someone else and Catholic.

"Elliotttt…" She whined in a sexy moan.

He kissed his way down her torso and used his fingers to slip her panties off, and down her long-tanned legs.

Olivia's thighs were one of the best parts of her body. He loved them so fucking much, they were strong and thick and the perfect olive color. Every single time she'd played a hooker in one of their undercover operations, when she'd had to wear booty shorts or a short dress, he'd been hard instantly from just looking at her legs and wondering what it would feel like to be between them. Only, he didn't have to wonder anymore.

She had hair growing on her mound, not much but enough for him to notice. He silently wondered if it were because she and Trevor had an absent sex life lately due to Calvin, but Elliot didn't have time to think about that now.

She squirmed beneath him as he kissed the top of her mound, letting his tongue wander over her skin, to the side of the crease where her thigh met her vagina, to the lips of her center.

He dipped his tongue between her wet folds that were hot and ready for him.

"O-oh FUCK!" Olivia said rather loudly. Elliot deducted this was because she wasn't able to be loud anymore with a kid in the home. He knew how that was.

Her hands went to his shoulders, grasping on for dear life as he began to thrust his tongue inside her. The wet, bumpy muscle caused Olivia to rock her lower half into his mouth.

Trevor gave good head, but it was nothing compared to getting head from the one person that you're truly in love with.

"That's my girl…" Elliot told her in a throaty moan as he took a minute to collect his saliva. His mouth had instantly began watering at the site of her. "You gonna cum for me?" He asked, looking up at her but she wasn't focused on him.

Olivia's head was thrown back, her face was contorted as her eyes were shut, and she was letting out small whimpers here and there.

There was no denying that her orgasm was near.

So, Elliot took both of his arms and slid them under her legs, pulling her all the way to his face, and he began a fast motion of eating her out.

"Elliot!" She nearly yelled. "O-oh…. Oh, god!" She said as she neared her climax.

"Oh, yes…. Yes, YES!" Olivia said loudly as her orgasm finally hit her. Her body convulsed under his touch and she rocked into his mouth at record speed, trying her best to last as long as she could.

He rested his forehead on the top of her mound while he caught his breath, still aware that she was sensitive between her legs now.

Finally, he climbed his way back up to her, laying on his back beside her as his breath evened out.

Olivia wasn't happy that he was still wearing his work shirt and pants that he'd put back on. She wanted him naked and in her bed. She was even to the point of where she'd consider actually having sex with him.

She pulled her shirt down, covering her breasts and he pulled the rest of the covers up, making sure he covered her lower half. Elliot didn't want to leave her exposed.

Snuggling up to him, she realized that they'd began fooling around in a frenzy and that he'd never actually replied to her request. Now, all of a sudden, a dreadful feeling consumed her.

"You never answered me…" She said in a small voice.

Elliot could feel her body stiffen beneath his touch and he hated it.

Taking a deep breath, he turned on his side to look at her. He wanted to make sure she could see him, that she could look into his eyes before he spoke.

Once she was also on her side facing him, she knew something was wrong, something was fucked up.

"I can't sign the papers right now, Liv." He told her honestly. It was breaking his heart. He'd waited literally years for his partner to tell him that she finally wanted him and now that she had, he couldn't be with her just yet.

"Okay." Olivia seemly accepted his reply too easily, as if she never actually believed she could have a happy ending.

Looking into his eyes, she could see the conflict and pain.

"I just…" He started, not knowing exactly what to say. "K-kathy is pregnant…" He said in a small voice.

Olivia's face changed immediately. She was up and out of the bed, grabbing her sleep shorts from a nearby chair and not even bothering to locate her panties and put them back on.

She was furious. How could he do this again? Hadn't he learned from the first time?

"Get out." She said quietly as she pointed to the bedroom door.

Olivia was done with him, she was fed up with his shit. If he loved her, that was one thing, but she wouldn't allow him to keep going back and forth between her and the blonde. She wanted something real with him but obviously he didn't want the same.

"Let me explain… please." He begged, needing her to hear him out.

She didn't understand, it wasn't what it seemed, and he needed to explain, to make her understand before she hated him for good and he ruined anything that they might have had.

Olivia shook her head.

"You sat here in my bed," She started, "You just… Elliot you just fucked me with your mouth while your wife is at home fucking pregnant for Christ sake!" She said, as if she was almost as disgusted with him as she was with herself for actually going through with her actions today.

Olivia hadn't allowed him to be with her while Kathy was pregnant with Eli. In fact, she'd basically pushing him back into the blonde's arms. She slept with a married man, yes she'd admit it but when his wife was pregnant, she wouldn't stoop that low.

He got up quickly and walked over to her.

Tears were now making their way down her face, there was nothing she could do to stop them.

"Just go." She said quietly, looking at the floor. She hadn't wanted to start up their affair again, she'd just wanted to end it, to actually start something real with him, after all, she was pretty sure he was her only shot at happy ending.

"No." He refused.

"I said-" She tried but he cut her off.

"I know what you fucking said, but I need you to listen to me, Olivia." Elliot told her strongly, raising his voice slightly.

He wasn't leaving until she heard him out, until she knew just what the situation was and that he hadn't done anything wrong or anything to betray her or cross his confession of love that he'd given her months ago.

She remained quiet but shot him a warning look, standing by the door as she waited for him to speak.

Elliot walked closer to her, until he was standing directly in front of her. He used his right hand to lift her cheek, causing her to stare him in the eyes.

"It's not mine." He said quietly.

Shock was evident on Olivia's face.

She was clearly confused and concerned, for both Elliot and Kathy.

For one, Kathy was well into her forties now and she was older than Olivia. If Olivia could have a miscarriage when she did, then surely Kathy was at a greater risk. But also, if the baby wasn't Elliot's, wouldn't that mean that Kathy cheated on him? But of course, Olivia nor Elliot had much room to speak in that category.

"We've been separated for a while…. She'd been seeing this guy from work…" He told Olivia as he backed up and trudged towards the bed, sitting down and putting his head in his hands.

"You… you knew about him?" Olivia asked softly, making her way to the bed as well and sitting beside her partner.

Elliot nodded.

"We haven't had sex in a while… she kept mentioning him more and more… then, one day, she told me he'd asked her out and I… I told her to go, I told her she deserved to be happy." He explained how he'd given Kathy the green light to date other people. "We were working out the divorce papers and signing things but… then she found out she was pregnant, and all the divorce proceedings stopped." Elliot said, turning his head to his left and looking at her with tears in his eyes.

"We were so close…. So fucking close to the papers being finalized but…."

"But it's illegal to divorce when a spouse is pregnant…" Olivia finished for him as all of the pieces of the puzzle finally fell into place. "The courts wouldn't grant you your divorce…"

Olivia took a deep breath, taking in all of this new information but before she could speak, Elliot beat her to it.

"The dad isn't sure he wants to really be a dad…" Elliot told her.

She made a face of disbelief.

"What do you mean he's not sure?" Olivia asked, leaning into him, making sure their shoulders were touching and that he knew of her support.

Elliot shrugged lightly.

"She only found out a couple weeks ago… she's over four months along…" He explained.

Olivia almost asked if Kathy truly couldn't tell that she was pregnant before then, but she was a nurse and a woman's body gets used to pregnancies after the first couple. This would be Kathy's… sixth child, there was no telling what her body was going through, especially at her age.

"He doesn't know if he wants to be a father… he's in his late forties… he doesn't have any other children and he's not sure he wants any now…" Elliot continued, breaking Olivia out of her thoughts. "He says he'll talk with her more about it soon… she only told him last week… I think he's been letting the information digest…"

Olivia nodded in an understanding that only she could have.

"You won't let her raise that baby alone…" Olivia answered for him in a knowing way. She knew Kathy was a strong Catholic. It was too late for an abortion, but she wouldn't have considered it anyways and the woman was born to be a mother. It was in her blood, she'd never let anyone else adopt and raise her child.

He shot her a look, but she dismissed it.

"You won't…" She repeated, wrapping her right arm around his shoulders in a comforting way. "I know you, Elliot." Olivia told him softly. "You're a good man and while you and Kathy might not have the best marriage… you still care about her. You always will, she's the mother of your kids and… you are too good of a man to let her do this alone…" She concluded, wrapping both arms around him as he dipped his head, placing it in the nook of her neck.

She held him tightly as Elliot exhaled into her neck, then gently kissed her skin there.

"I understand." Olivia whispered to him as she kissed the top of his head lovingly.

Her words caused him to look up, into her eyes and stare deeply, seeing the depths of her soul. The understanding that he didn't deserve, the love that he shouldn't have, and the comfort that he needed but shouldn't seek out but was offered up freely by her.

"I will divorce her, Olivia, I swear to you…." Elliot started. "We were already in the process, but the pregnancy stopped it… but I will. You're telling me you actually want to be with me… that you'd… that we could…." He was so flustered that he couldn't even finish a sentence.

Olivia shook her head sadly.

"You stay with her." She said, speaking about Kathy. "You take care of her if that other man won't. She's been through a lot and… Elliot, she's strong but I don't know how much shit she can take, she's not like us, she wasn't trained like we were as cops, she doesn't have the same mental process or coping abilities…"

While Olivia's coping mechanisms were sometimes just sex and alcohol, there was a lot of shit she could handle in the field that normal people wouldn't be able to.

He shook his head vigorously as tears made their way down his face.

"I don't want to be with her!" He said quickly. "I want you, Liv… for years it's been you!" Elliot told her as he grabbed her shoulders and held her close to his body, as if he were trying to get a grip on reality.

"It's okay…" She said, her nose and face scrunching up with her tears. "It's okay." Olivia repeated in a soothing manner.

"I'm gonna be with her through this pregnancy and we'll remain married right now because we have no choice but… I'm with you, Olivia. One hundred percent… I'm with you…" Elliot promised her.

When she couldn't take seeing his tears anymore, Olivia leaned in and wrapped her arms around him once more. It wasn't too long before she felt his arms around her and they stayed in that embrace on the bed for a very long time.

Once they finally broke apart, Elliot caught a glance of Olivia's alarm clock.

"Shit…" He hissed as he stood up quickly. "I've gotta get to the station before Nicky and the ADA."

"Yeah, yeah…" Olivia acknowledged as she too backed away and got up from the bed, wiping her face off. "I'll text you the attorney's number… the lady that will represent Nicky for free." She reminded him.

"Yeah, okay… thank you." He replied looking up at her as he finished slipping his shoes on.

Shaking his head in shame, he moved forward once more, wrapping her in an embrace.

"I will never let you go, Liv…" He whispered into her ear before kissing her head. "We'll figure this out…"

She took a deep breath, inhaling his scent before he headed to her bedroom door.

"El?" Olivia called out, needing to ask him one last question before they parted way and went back to reality.

He turned around and looked at her expectantly, awaiting her next vocal command.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked. "Why didn't you tell me you and Kathy were seeing other people?" Olivia questioned.

If Elliot had told her, they could have done a lot more with each other and not felt guilty about it. She could have been bold and asked him out on a date or even just out for drinks…

He shrugged.

"First of all, Kathy was seeing other people… and I thought what you had with Trevor was real… I didn't want to disrupt what you had, Liv." Elliot told her honestly. "You seemed happy and… I'd never deprive you of that…."

She nodded in confirmation of his answer, but she never replied verbally. She should've been honest with him about Trevor, then maybe they could have been together sooner, and he'd be free of his marriage. But even if he and Kathy were divorced, he would have still helped out with the pregnancy… it's just the kind of man he was.

They both knew he had to go so she didn't stop him when he walked out of the bedroom and headed for her front door.

Hearing it shut was one of the hardest sounds she'd ever had to listen to. Then, she did what she could. Olivia got back into bed and cried herself to sleep. It was a rather short nap because as soon as she woke up, she text Trevor about coming home for lunch.

She needed someone to listen to her and to keep her grounded.

…

PRESENT DAY:

Trevor took in everything Olivia had to tell him while refraining from hugging her while stray tears made their way down her face here and there.

"It sounds like he wants to be with you too…" Trevor told her, after he'd sat for a moment and thought about all of the information she'd given him.

Olivia sat still with her elbows on her knees, but her hands were clasped together under her chin as she propped her head up.

She shook her head dismissively.

"It doesn't matter." Olivia whispered. "She needs him… and I don't blame her… the woman's life is falling apart right now. I can't even imagine…" She trailed off, staring across the room and wondering what could be going through Kathy's head right now.

Olivia didn't dare judge the woman, she didn't blame her or shame her. She felt sorry for the woman and wanted to help her in any way she could.

Kathy had been on Olivia's mind more than Elliot had the past couple of hours.

Clearly, they weren't telling people about the pregnancy yet. Olivia would keep her mouth shut aside from Trevor of course but he was an attorney. The man knew how to keep a secret. She wasn't even sure if Elliot and Kathy were gonna be honest with everyone about the situation, or if they'd pass the kid off as Elliot's if the biological father truly did decide to dip out.

"It's gonna be okay…" She heard Trevor's voice coming from her right.

Olivia leaned into him as he slowly wrapped his arms around her and they leaned back against the couch together.

"I was finally in happy place, I finally considered having something real with him. Everyone, every-fucking-one knows his marriage is over…" She huffed as she exhaled heavily into Trevor's shoulder.

He leaned down to kiss her cheek.

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" To anyone else it'd be a cheap shot but to her, it meant the world. He was offering his services to her knowing good and well she might have had Elliot earlier that day. Trevor knew just as well as Elliot did that she used sex to cope at times.

"No." She whispered, denying him. "I… not right now… it's all too much…" She told him. Her head was practically spinning.

"Okay." Trevor complied. "I understand." He promised, wishing the woman in his arms didn't hurt so much, wishing she didn't go through so much pain.

He would sit there on that couch with her for as long as she needed. He knew her heart was breaking, and he'd even cancel the rest of his work day if he had to. Someone needed to be there for her. Trevor was tired of Olivia always being alone and facing problems by herself.

Ever since he'd been in the picture, that'd changed. He was there for her like a man should be, at times when Elliot couldn't be.

Trevor would be there for her as long as he needed to be. Olivia needed someone on her team, someone who was on her side. Who didn't judge her, who could be there for her. Trevor fully believed Elliot loved his partner, but he also agreed with Olivia, Elliot was a good man and he'd never let Kathy take care of that baby by herself.

So, until the man that Olivia truly loved could be there with her, Trevor would be the stand in.

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