How Does it Feel?
Chapter 9 Disclaimer: fine...I admit it. They ain't mine. Happy?
She was the first to wake. For a moment she wondered who's arm was draped around her waist, but it didn't take long to remember. The reason for her waking hit her, she had to use the restroom, badly. She went over her plan of action for a moment, how was she to get out of the bed without waking him? He needed his rest, he was just shot in the stomach. Carefully, she removed his arm, the spot on her waist it had occupied still tingling with his warm touch. As slowly as she could she slipped out of the small hospital bed and padded across the room and into the adjacent bathroom.

When she exited the bathroom she was surprised to find she wasn't alone in the room (with the exception of Elliot, that was). Lizze, Dickey, and Kathy were huddled around his bed, watching him sleep. Kathy seemed preoccupied and the twins looked like they wanted to wake their father, but knew not to. When the three heard the footfall caused by her walking they looked towards her. Kathy frowned but the twins smiled sadly at her.

"Hi, 'Livia." Lizzie whispered walking over to her, "how long has dad been sleeping?"

She looked at the clock on the wall and did the math, "almost 6 hours. You know, I bet that if you wake him up he'd be happy to see you, what do you think?"

The younger girl smiled and nodded her head, "I think he would to." She took Olivia's arm and pulled her with her next to the bed. "He'd be happy to see you too."

She could feel Kathy tense behind her, "you know, Lizzie, your daddy and I have already talked...he was awake earlier. How about I go and let you, your brother, and your mother talk with him?"

Lizzie and Dickey both opened their mouths to say something, but Kathy beat them to it. "I think that's a good idea. Olivia is probably tired from not sleeping, aren't you Olivia?"

Olivia turned to face her, "not actually. I did sleep some, but I could use a cup of coffee," she turned back to the twins. "I'll see you guys later, tell your father I'm going to be back after I do my case report, please."

Dickey nodded, "ok. Bye, Liv."

Kathy glared at her evilly as she turned and began to walk out of the room, Olivia just pushed her attitude aside, nothing could kill her mood. After getting some coffee from Starbucks she made her way to the station house, Munch and Fin were there arguing over something. When the two noticed her they ceased their argument and turned their attention to her.

Fin was the fist to talk. "What are you doing here?"

"I have a case report to file."

It was Munch's turn to interrogate her, "didn't the Captain give you the rest of the week off?"

"Yes, he did."

"And."

"I wanted to get this one thing done first."

"I figured you'd still be with Elliot," Fin said.

"I was...Kathy came, I decided to give her and the kids some time with him. They are his family after all, I didn't want to intrude on that." She sat down at her desk and began her report.

"Oh," was the only reply, from Munch.

"Oh, what?"

" It was nothing."

"Didn't sound like nothing to me."

"Just forget it, Olivia."
She decided not to, but didn't say anything else about it. She knew what he meant, it was bad enough that everybody else at the station thought that she and Elliot were sleeping together (she wasn't an idiot, she'd overheard the shameless bathroom gossip, on more than one occasion) but so did Munch...probably Fin and the Captain too. Hell, maybe even Alex thought they were sleeping together.

She finished her report and purposely left her jacket hanging on the back of her chair as she went and gave it to Cragen. After a lecture from him about her needing to go home and rest she went back to retrieve her jacket, as she passed Munch's desk she stopped momentarily. "We're not sleeping together." With that, she left. She could feel Munch's eyes watching her leave, and could hear Fin laughing at what an ass his partner had made out of himself.

She took the Captain's advice and went home, changed out of the clothes Alex had brought her at the hospital and took a nice, hot shower. She even tried sleeping, but it was futile. Sleep wouldn't come. She put on some jeans and an oversized T-shirt and left the apartment, headed for the hospital Elliot was at. It had been nearly 4 hours since she left, she hoped that Kathy had left by then.

When she arrived at the hospital she learned that Kathy had left, but Maureen and Kathleen were now in their fathers room, watching him sleep. They sent her small smiles when she came into the room, then focused their attention back on their father.

"How long has he been asleep?" Olivia asked quietly.

Kathleen answered her. "As long as we've been here, which has been a little over half an hour. I'm not sure how long he was sleeping before then."

"Where did you two go?"

"My dorm room. I let Kathleen take a shower and sleep. When she woke up we came back here."

"Was your mother still here when you arrived?"

"No, but we guessed she'd come since there are some flowers signed by Dickey and Lizzie next to his bed. When did you leave?"

"Almost four hours ago. I had to write my case report and I wanted to take a shower."

Kathleen looked at her with a grave expression, "the man...what happened to him?"

"He died...this morning on the operating table. The bullet hit his large intestines and did too much damage."

She nodded slowly.

"Have you guys eaten anything?"

"Not since this morning."

"How about we go get something to eat and let your father sleep? We'll come up later and check on him to see if he's awake yet, all right?"

Kathleen nodded, "ok. Sounds good."

They stood and Maureen got her jacket, the three of them left for the cafeteria.

"So," Maureen asked as they walked down the corridor and entered the elevator, "you and my dad are like...dating now, right?"

Olivia bit her lip to keep from smiling, "I'm not sure what your father and I are right now. But, until your father divorces your mother, we're not anything."

The elevator dinged at level 3 and they exited. "But...you will be something?"

"Maybe...you guys aren't upset by this?"

"Not really...we've kinda always known our parents wouldn't stay married. They were never around each other, and when they were they fought. Mom would always start arguments about you, saying that you and my father were having an affair-"

"That's not true."

"We know. We never believed it was. It was a long time coming...we could see it."

"And you're ok with your father and I?"

Kathleen smiled, "if I had to choose anybody as my step-mother, or even just my fathers girlfriend. It'd be you."

They ate quickly, not wanting to stay down to long, just in case Elliot was to wake up. When they got upstairs, however, he was still sleeping. He woke up every now and then from then until 9:30, when the girls said they would have to leave. Olivia decided to stick around until he woke up again. He finally did at around 10:15.

"Where are the girls?"

"They had to leave a little while ago. They told me to tell you that they love you."

"I never asked where you went earlier."

"The twins didn't tell you?"

He shook his head.

"I had to go do my case report, then I went home for a little bit, I needed to shower."

"Kathy told me that you were gone when they came."

Olivia snorted, "I was lucky she didn't catch me sleeping with you. I had just gotten out of bed and into the restroom when they arrived."

He smiled and reached out to grab her hand, "you look tired."

"I feel tired."

"Come lay with me."

She smiled, "not tonight, El. You need to recover, these beds are small enough as it is...you need all the space you can get. I don't have to be at work until Monday. I'll come by tomorrow to see you...bright and early. Ok?"

"As long as I get a goodbye kiss."

"Elliot..."

"What? It's just one kiss...what harm can it do? It's not like we can take it further at the moment."

Smiling in defeat she leaned over the railing of the bed and kissed him lightly. She pulled away to see a smile mirroring her own on his face, "goodnight, Elliot. Sweet dreams."

"As long as you're in them."

She rolled her eyes at him and left the room. When she got home there was a message on her answering machine. She pushed it aside, she would listen to it in the morning. She was exhausted. She changed into a pair of jogging pants and a tank-top and slid into her bed, falling asleep almost instantly.
a/n: sorry it took awhile to update, but here ya go. Tell me what'cha think.