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"Maureen?" Elliot said trying to get her to talk.

"Promise you won't get mad?" she finally asked.

"I'll try Maureen."

"I'm going to be in the bedroom," Olivia said getting up, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Please stay?" Maureen insisted again.

"You sure?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah."

Olivia sat back down.

"I think I'm pregnant," Maureen finally said.

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Olivia's face dropped.

"Pregnant?" Elliot questioned staying surprisingly calm.

"Yeah."

"Maureen, you're only 18 years old! What were you thinking?" Elliot said, finally exploding, shooting up from the couch.

Maureen burst into tears. Olivia got up and moved toward Elliot.

"Why don't you go into the other room and regroup," Olivia said rubbing his left arm with her hand. He turned and left the room without saying anything.

"He hates me," Maureen said falling into Olivia's arms.

"He doesn't hate you, you just dropped a bomb."

"I couldn't tell my mom. I didn't know where else to go."

"You did the right thing Maureen. Your dad needs some time to cool off."

"Thank you for staying."

"Sure. Listen, I'm going to talk to your father. Try to calm down ok?"

Maureen shook her head as she wiped tears from her cheek.

Olivia got up and went to find Elliot. She found him sitting on the edge of her bed.

"How could she have been so stupid?" Elliot asked when he saw Olivia enter the room. She sat beside him on the bed.

"Elliot, I know you're upset, but yelling at her isn't going to change things. She needs you to be there for her now. She was strong enough to tell you." Olivia put her arm around Elliot and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I know, but what went wrong?"

"Nothing went wrong. It's just an accident."

"She's only 18."

"How old were you when you did it for the first time?" Olivia asked trying to prove a point.

"You're right. I was just ignoring it, hoping it would never happen."

"Elliot, Maureen is an intelligent girl. I know she didn't mean for this to happen."

"You're right, she needs support now, not a lecture."

"Go talk to her."

"Thank you," he said kissing her. "I love you."

Elliot got up and headed for the door. Olivia stayed on the bed so Maureen and Elliot could talk. He turned back around when he realized Olivia wasn't behind him.

"You coming?" he asked.

"You two need to talk."

"She wanted you there and so do I," he said putting his hand out for her to take. "I need you there," he said when she reached his side. She gave him a reassuring smile and they went back into the living room. They found Maureen on the couch crying hysterically.

"Maureen, what's wrong?" Elliot asked going to his daughter and taking her in his arms.

"Mom hates me," she sobbed.

"Why would you say that?"

"She just called and could tell that I was crying. I told her everything. She called me a slut and said she was ashamed to have me for a daughter."

Elliot didn't know what to say.

"It's ok," was all he could think of while he rubbed her back.

"Can I move in with you?" she asked. Elliot immediately looked to Olivia. "I don't want to go back to her."

"I'm sure we can work something out," Elliot answered her.

"Maureen, why don't you go take a shower and calm down? You can borrow a pair of my sweats," Olivia suggested.

"That's a good idea honey," Elliot said.

"Ok," Maureen answered.

"Come on, I'll get you a change of clothes," Olivia said holding out her hand for the teenager. Olivia and Maureen left Elliot sitting in the living room. After she was sure Maureen was set in the bathroom Olivia rejoined Elliot on the couch. He was sitting forward with his elbows on his knees and face in his hands. Olivia put an arm around his shoulders and her other on his right arm.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Thanks for letting her shower."

"No problem."

"I guess this messes up our plan."

"I think we should tell her."

"And then what?"

"Let her decide living arrangements. For some reason she wants me around, tell her our plan. Maybe she'll go for it and if not, ours waits."

"She does have an attachment to you."

"I don't think it could hurt. We could make appointments together."

"God, I didn't even think about that. It would be good for her to have you around to talk to about whatever."

"See, once you think about things, they don't seem so horrible."

"I couldn't have done this without you," Elliot said sitting back and pulling Olivia into his arms.

"What else are best friends for?"

"I love you," he said kissing her forehead.

They heard the bathroom door open and waited for Maureen to come back to the living room.

"Come sit here babe," Elliot said to Maureen patting the couch.

"What's up?" Maureen asked, sensing they had to tell her something.

"There are a couple of things you need to know," Elliot stated.

"Ok," Maureen said.

"I don't know where to start, I guess you're old enough for the whole truth. A couple days after your mom and I decided to get a divorce I was upset and Olivia and I came back here to talk. We talked for a while, but then things got out of hand. The next morning we both agreed to forget it happened. And we did. But a couple days ago we found out that Olivia is pregnant and that night we acted on pent up feelings. We agreed that I would move in here and stay in the spare bedroom. That way I could be here for her during the pregnancy and we could try out a relationship."

"You're having a baby?" Maureen asked looking to Olivia.

"Yeah," Olivia confirmed.

"But this is where you come in," Elliot began again. "For some reason you seem to want Olivia around, so if you want to move in here with us you can or I won't move in here and you can move in with me. It's your choice."

"But what about you two?"

"Maureen, you are more important right now," Olivia said.

"We also figured it would be good to have Olivia around for any pregnancy questions you might have, but it's your choice."

"I do want Olivia around."

"So do you want to move in here?" Elliot asked.

"If you don't mind," Maureen said looking to Olivia.

"You have the spare bedroom," Olivia replied.

Maureen finally let out a smile, realizing that things wouldn't be too bad.

"My girls," Elliot said putting an arm around each of them.

"Come on, I'm taking you two out for dinner," Elliot suggested after sitting in silence for a couple minutes.

"I really haven't been able to eat too much dad," Maureen said.

"Yeah Elliot, you know I can't. I have some soup in the kitchen that would be good."

"Soup sounds good," Maureen said.

"Soup it is then," Elliot said. "You two stay here, I'll handle dinner."

Elliot got up and went into the kitchen, leaving the girls on the couch.

"Was he like this before the twins were born?" Olivia asked Maureen.

"He was worried, but not as protective."

"Protective is an understatement."

"He's only protective of things that are extremely important to him. He really cares about you Olivia."

"I know he does. I care about him too."

"Thank you for today Olivia. I didn't know what else to do."

"Can I ask why you wanted me there?"

"I don't really know. I hadn't planned on it, but then you were here. It felt right. I knew you would be rational."

"I'm just glad I could help."

"I'm grateful for this, you didn't have to-"

"Maureen," Olivia started cutting the teenager off. "Your father and I are trying out a relationship. Part of a relationship is acceptance and support. I know that your father has four other kids and they are a permanent part of his life. By me living with your father I have to accept that. I'm going to treat you kids as if you were one of my own. I certainly wouldn't put one of my kids in a place they didn't want to be if they were in your situation. I will always be here for you to come and talk to. I want you to know that."

Maureen had several tears rolling down her cheeks, "Now I know why my dad loves you so much."

Olivia was touched. She leaned forward to hug his partner's daughter.

"Thank you," Maureen said.

"Anytime."

Olivia pulled back from Maureen and wiped the visible tears from the teens face with her thumb.

"Come on, let's go make sure you're father isn't going to burn the place down," Olivia said with a smile.

Maureen mirrored the smile.

They walked into the kitchen and found Elliot setting the table.

"It's almost ready," he said seeing the girls enter the room.

Maureen walked up and hugged her father. "She's a keeper," she whispered in his ear. He glanced to Olivia who just had a smile on her face.

Maureen heard her cell phone ringing and ran to answer it.

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