To the guest reviewer who said I was a "rubbish writer" and that the characters were too OOC, a couple things. 1, we don't know that how Olivia is reacting in this story is out of character, because while we've seen her handle death before, we haven't seen her handle so much death in such a short period of time, and we haven't seen her handle the suicide of a man she loved. 2, this is fan FICTION, if we all stuck to strictly cannon, any story that existed would be quite boring and I enjoy exploring characters beyond the 42 minutes of the show we see once a week for 6-ish months out of the year. And finally, I'm sorry that you're hurting so badly that you feel the need to be so completely negative on a story you don't like rather than just clicking off, that you feel the need to lash out at someone and be rude because someone is grieving the loss of a favorite character the only way they know how.
In other news, here's chapter three. It's not a defined stage, it's kind of a continuation, picking up where last chapter left off.
Olivia lay in bed, it was dark out, Noah was asleep and Trevor still hadn't come back. She took his pillow and hugged it to her chest, crying herself to sleep. She wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep but she felt the bed dip and arms wrap around her from behind. She stirred and rolled over, opening her eyes seeing Trevor. "Noah and I can leave in the morning, if you don't want us here anymore," she looked up at him. "I can go sleep on the couch."
Trevor caressed her face and wiped her eyes, seeing tears falling from her eyes. "Hey, you aren't going anywhere. I'm sorry I left for so long. I was a little hurt, but when I cooled off, I realized that we're all exhausted. Physically and emotionally. And we just came home from his funeral. I overreacted and I'm sorry. Forgive me?"
She curled into him and cried, holding onto him with every bit of strength she had in her. "I thought you hated me, I thought you didn't want me anymore." She wiped her eyes. "A week ago if that had happened I wouldn't be this emotional, but I can't keep losing people, Trevor. I hurt. My body, my heart, my mind… everything hurts." She felt his arms around her and she melted into him. "You make me feel so safe," she whispered. "I'm so sorry, Trevor. I didn't mean it. I want you, okay? Just you."
He rubbed her back. "You've got me. As long as you'll have me, you've got me, okay? Breathe."
Olivia took a deep breath. "Hold me? I'm so tired, and I just want you to hold me."
Trevor caressed her face. "Absolutely. But I have one thing I want to do first," he whispered. "Can I kiss you? The way you deserve to be kissed?"
She felt the breath leave her body, she nodded. "Yeah."
He cradled her head in his hands. "I missed you," he whispered, kissing her passionately. He tangled his fingers in her hair and kept the kiss slow, not wanting to move the kiss towards any kind of intimacy if that wasn't what she wanted. He needed to tell her exactly how he felt, and while he couldn't use the words he wanted, he could put every ounce of emotion into the kiss.
Olivia wrapped her arms and legs around him, rolling to her back, pulling him on top of her. "I missed you too," she kissed him again, she needed to feel him. She needed everything he offered her right now and broke the kiss again, staring into his eyes. "Make love to me, Trevor. I need you, in every way I can get you," she whispered and raked her nails over his back. "Please," she begged.
Trevor looked into her eyes and saw a genuine need for him, for the safety he offered, the way he focused so intently on bringing her to the heights of pleasure. "Anything," he whispered and helped her sit up so he could take her shirt off, kissing her again and gingerly laying her back. She moved her hands between them, undoing his pants and pushing them down as best she could, along with his boxers. He moved down her body, kissing her skin along the way, paying special attention to her breasts. He heard her moan and felt her back arch. "Shh. Relax, baby."
She closed her eyes and let his lips continue their journey south. "Trevor," she whispered. His slow pace, as much as he loved how much he paid attention to every inch of her body, was absolute torture. He finally pulled her pajama shorts and panties down her legs, feeling his mouth circle her clit. "Oh, my God!" She let her mouth fall open and she gripped his hair. "Oh, that feels amazing," she closed her eyes.
He pushed his fingers inside her and she gasped. "Yeah, you like that, Liv?"
Olivia rested her fist on her forehead, trying to control the pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh!" She closed her eyes. "Mmhmm."
Trevor looked up at her. "Come for me, Olivia," he whispered. "Come for me and I promise you, I won't stop until we're both sated."
She held his head in both her hands, her chest heaving, her breath heavy. "I'm so close. Oh, my Go, baby. Don't stop. Please." She gasped.
He moved and kissed her as he moved his fingers in and out of her hard and fast, feeling her clench around him, swallowing her screams of pleasure. He broke the kiss and looked down at her as he slowly pulled his hand away. "God, you're sexy."
Olivia took his hand and brought it to her lips, kissing and sucking his fingers clean, keeping eye contact with him. "I want you inside me, Trevor."
Trevor caressed her face and kissed her passionately, his tongue moving past her lips, breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes as he pushed inside of her, slowly. Both let out a breath. "Oh, baby."
She gripped his shoulders. "Move, baby. God, you feel so good, but I need you to move. Please."
He groaned, getting control of his own pleasure so he could make her feel everything without worrying about finishing too early. He started moving slowly and deliberately. She moaned and arched into him. "Oh, baby. Oh, Liv."
Olivia gasped and let her fingers dig into the skin of his shoulders. "Oh right there!" She kissed his neck, gently biting on the skin. "Faster, Trevor. Faster, harder. Make me come!"
Trevor moved her leg to rest on his shoulder, starting to move faster and harder inside her. "Come on, baby. Oh, I'm so close."
She gasped and let her eyes roll back in her head, feeling the pure ecstasy start to take over. She pulled him into a passionate kiss and flipped them, starting to ride him hard and fast. "Ah!" She cried out and massaged her breasts, feeling the pressure building deep in her belly. "Trevor!" felt his fingers on her clit and she gasped, stopping her movements as she felt her orgasm take over her body. Within moments she felt his release inside her and let out a sigh. "Oh, my God." She closed her eyes, and collapsed on top of him. "Oh my God," she whispered. "Oh, baby that was amazing. You are amazing." She kissed his chest.
His breath was heavy and he rubbed her back. "You're amazing," he whispered and kissed her softly. He rolled them to their sides and kissed her lips softly. "You okay?"
Olivia's eyes lifted to meet his. "Don't leave me again. Don't ever leave me again, okay?" She took his hand and rested their foreheads together. "Please." She ran her thumb over the back of his hand. "If this past week, hell, the past six months, has taught me anything, it's that I can't lose anyone else in my life. My brother, Ed, Rachel Wilson. It's all too much. I can't handle losing anyone else, Trevor."
Trevor caressed her face. "I'm not going to leave you again. I swear. I'm so sorry I walked out earlier."
She gave a small smile. "You know if you were mad you could have asked Noah and I to head home. This is your apartment."
He caressed her face. "And have missed our amorous makeup? Not a chance."
Olivia chuckled. "I feel like I haven't laughed in forever, Trevor. I know Ed and I weren't together and I… I'm with you." She caught herself before she slipped up and said something neither of them were ready for yet, or so she thought. "I know all this, but, it's like I told Caroline at the funeral. Had it not been for Ed Tucker, I wouldn't be able to accept the way you treat me. You treat me like a queen, Trevor, and I never would have thought I was deserving of the way you treat me. Every man I've been in a relationship with has led me to the understanding that I'm good enough, that I deserve to be happy, and that I deserve to have someone treat me like a queen. He was a big part of my life, and so his death is just… hitting me hard. Especially because it was a suicide."
Trevor held her. "I know, baby. I know it's hard, and you are allowed to feel all of this. I will be here to support you, no matter what okay?"
She nuzzled into him and rested her head on his chest. "Okay," she whispered. She listened to his heartbeat and kissed his chest. "Goodnight, Trev." She closed her eyes, and let the steady beating of his heart lull her into a peaceful sleep.
He rubbed her back and looked down at her. "Goodnight, Beautiful," he whispered. He stroked her hair and fell asleep himself within moments.
Olivia woke up first and sat up, looking at Trevor. She kissed his lips softly and slipped out of bed, slipping into her pajamas and one of Trevor's sweatshirts and walked out to the kitchen where she started a pot of coffee. She saw Noah come out of the guest room and she smiled, a smile that didn't quite meet her eyes. "Good morning, sweet boy, how'd you sleep?"
Noah looked at his mother. "Okay." He shrugged. "I had a dream last night. About Tucker. " He saw his mother take a breath and fight tears. "He hugged me and he told me he loved me and that he'd always look out for me. Always."
Olivia wiped her eyes and nodded. "Certainly sounds like something he'd say. Noah, you are allowed to have all your feelings. Whether you're sad, or angry, lonely. Whatever you feel, sweet Noah, you're allowed to feel everything. Okay?"
Noah nodded. "I'm kinda mad at him. He shot himself, he wanted to die. I'm sure he must have been scared, but he left us here."
Olivia knelt in front of him and hugged him. "Oh honey. You're allowed to be mad, okay. It's normal. And you can feel mad at him, because I know that this is confusing. But I promise you, he loved you, honey. He wouldn't have done this if he thought there was anything…" she stopped and took a deep breath. "He was really sick, Noah. And the doctors couldn't help him anymore. He was already starting to lose his memory, and if I knew Tucker at all, I know he wouldn't have ever wanted to forget you, sweetheart."
Noah hugged his mother and cried. "I don't want to forget him, mom."
Olivia ran her fingers through his hair. "You won't baby. I'll tell you old stories as much as you want, okay? We'll get some pictures of him. You won't forget him."
Noah looked at his mother and wiped his eyes. "Am I ever going to feel normal again?"
Olivia took a deep breath. "You may never feel like you did before, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I had to tell you. But you'll adapt to your new normal. We all will."
Noah nodded. "Are you gonna die?"
Olivia let out a breath. "Oh, baby boy. No. I'm not going anywhere. Not anytime soon. I promise. And if I'm sick, I'll tell you okay."
Noah looked at her. "So, our new normal… does that include Trevor?"
Olivia kissed his forehead. "I'd like it to."
Noah nodded. "Do you like him?"
Olivia smiled and kissed his cheek and hugged him. "I do, I like him a lot."
Noah leaned against her. "Are you going to love him more than me?"
Olivia pulled him close. "Noah, I will always love you so much. But… if Trevor and I fall in love, the kind of love that I'll feel for him is going to be a different kind of love than the kind of love I feel for you. You're my son, my child, and that is a special kind of love already. But Trevor… loving someone as a boyfriend or a husband or a lover is totally different. And I can love both of you at the same time. My heart will only grow bigger so I can love you just the same, and I… when and if I fall in love with Trevor, I'll be able to love him too. Okay?"
Noah nodded. "Okay," he looked at her. "Can I go read my book?"
Olivia smiled and kissed his forehead. "Go ahead, sweet boy. I'll work on breakfast." She watched him run off and stood up, seeing Trevor standing there. "How long have you been standing there?"
Trevor walked over to her and kissed her softly. "Somewhere around Noah asking if you like me," he kissed her gently. "For what it's worth, I like you a lot, too." He held her close. "Everything okay?"
Olivia nodded. "Noah had a dream about Tucker last night. He's angry at Tucker for what he did. He's confused, he doesn't understand why he did it. And he's afraid he's going to forget him."
Trevor kissed her softly. "We won't let him."
A/N: Thanks for reading, leave a review. I have other updates in the works, but these chapters keep coming faster than I can write them.