This is the sequel to 'You're My Best Friend.' Hope you enjoy. Please R&R. It motivates me to write more.
Thanks to everyone who is keeping me motivated to write this. I defiently appreciate it. If you have any further comments, please feel free to email me! are thoughts.
I don't own these characters I just love the show.
Olivia sat on Casey's couch thinking over the past two years of her life. She and Elliot had hardly ever fought and when they did, it was nothing they got really upset over. It was always stuff that anyone who lived together would simply argue about. Nothing that would ever make her re-evaluate their relationship like this did. It killed her to think of not being with Elliot anymore, but if he really wanted her to get rid of this baby, he wasn't who she thought he was. Olivia was trying her hardest not to cry, but a song kept playing through her head. When she had heard it before, it was nothing but a sad ballad with great vocals. Now, it was something she felt like was happening to her. Instead of Aaliyah's sweet voice, she heard a song that broke her heart.
How Could The One I Gave My Heart To, Break My Heart So Bad?
How Could The One Who Made Me Happy, Make Me Feel So Sad?
Wont Somebody Tell Me? So I Can Understand.
If You Love Me, How Could You Hurt Me Like That?
How Could The One I Gave My World To, Throw My World Away?
How Could The One Who Said I Love You, Say The Things You Say?
She quickly dried her tears when Casey came back in the room to talk to her.
"You ok, sweetie?" she sat on the couch, crossing her legs in front of her.
"Yeah." Olivia sniffled and took a deep breath. Olivia hated to show weakness in front of people, and only let Elliot see that. When that thought ran through her mind, she couldn't help but let go and cry. Through sobs and tears, Olivia tried to explain herself, "I'm sorry, Case. I just…"
"Olivia, you don't have to say anything. It's ok to cry." She said gently, moving in to hug her.
Elliot finished cooking dinner, but ended up just putting it in the fridge. He wasn't up to eating anything. Not after what Olivia had just dropped on him. How could she do that? How could she stop taking her birth control without even telling me? Did she purposely do it to get pregnant? We can't have a kid right now. This messes up everything good that we have right now.
On the other hand, Olivia was pregnant, and he was the father. No matter what, he was happy about it. He loves his kids, and knew he wanted to have some with Olivia. He loves her and everything about her. He respected her, and therefore respects her decisions. Sure he knew what he said was wrong, and he didn't mean it, but he was just shocked and upset. Upset that this ruins everything. He shouldn't have let her go out in the cold this late when she was in this condition. This condition? Man. I can't believe my Liv is pregnant. Why did I suggest such a horrible thing? Of course she would keep it. I want this baby, too. How could I say that? I'm so stupid. Elliot knew she would go to Casey's, so he grabbed his coat and keys, and headed over there. He figured she had walked since she was so mad, and since she didn't leave that long ago, he decided to take a cab to try and catch her at Casey's before she left.
"Hey Casey, it's Elliot. Is Liv up there with you? I really need to talk to her."
Casey looked over at Olivia, asking her with the expression on her face if she wanted to tell him she was there. Olivia nodded. "Yeah. Come up." She said coldly, buzzing him in. Elliot rushed up the stairs to the third floor because he had too much adrenaline to wait for the elevator. Casey was surprised how fast he got there. He caught his breath before knocked on the door and when he did, Olivia answered. He saw her standing there, looking more beautiful than he had ever seen her. He wasn't sure if it was because she was carrying his son or daughter, or because he was taken back by how absolutely breathtaking she was, but at that moment, he knew he had to be with her forever. He knew he wanted this baby more than anything else.
"Liv. I am so, so, so sorry. Please, forgive me. I want this. I do, I want this." He whispered putting his hand on her stomach. "I'm sorry, baby," he whispered, lifting her shirt a little bit and rubbing her belly. When he looked back at her, his eyes were filled with water. "I'm sorry, Olivia."
She looked into his eyes, "How could you say that, Elliot? What were you thinking?"
"I wasn't." He whispered shaking his head.
"I thought you loved me. I thought that… that no matter what happened, you would be there for me, Elliot." She started to cry again. "I need to know that you'll always be there. Because when I look at this baby, and see you, and when I look in his eyes and see yours and know that you're not there, I don't know if I'd be able to handle that, Elliot." She said, furrowing her brow, and shaking her head.
"Liv. I truly am sorry. I don't know how to show you that I will always be there for you, but whatever it is, I will do it." He got down to his knees. He kissed her belly, and moved his hands from her hips down to her hands that were at her sides, then looked up at her. "I love you, Livia. I can't picture my life without you. I want to be with you forever. I want to have lots of babies with you and grow old with you. You have to know… that I will always be there for you, and that I could never be without you. Please forgive me?" Elliot wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and then slipped a beautiful white gold diamond ring on her finger. "Will you let me prove to you that I will always love you and always be there for you? Will you marry me, Olivia Benson?"
Olivia looked down at Elliot begging her. Then at the ring, then at Casey with wide eyes. Then at the ring again, and back at Elliot. She couldn't believe this was happening. She knew she always wanted to be with Elliot, but marriage had never crossed her mind. Well, maybe once or twice. "So you do want this baby? You don't want to get rid of it?" Olivia smiled. Elliot shook his head as he stood up.
"I want it. I do."
"Me too. I do, too." She looked into his eyes again to verify that he was sincere. When she saw the love and compassion in them, she moved in, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Casey had been smiling since he pulled out the ring, but when they were still kissing, she started to feel uncomfortable, and turned to clean her mess in the kitchen. Elliot pulled Olivia from the doorway, and shut the door. She pushed him against the wall, still kissing him. Elliot finally took her shoulders and slowly peeled her away.
"Liv…" He smiled as she kissed him again. He gave in for a moment, then pulled her a little farther. "So, whaddya say?"
"Let's go back home." She said both eagerly and passionately.
"And some may wonder why you're pregnant." he said sarcastically.But he had wanted her just as much as she showed her want for him. They hurried back home, kissing almost the whole way there. When they got inside, Elliot locked the door behind him, kicking off his shoes, and shrugging off his jacket, while she did the same. Then, like magnets, they went right back to each other's arms, kissing. They only stopped to pull their shirts over their heads. Making their way to the bedroom was rough and knocked some pictures off the wall they slammed against. When they finally made it to the bed, their clothes all over the apartment. They slowed the kissing down a bit when she pulled him on top of her.
Late into the night, Olivia lay in Elliot's arms, listening to his heartbeat and felt his breathing with the rise and fall of her head on his chest. She'd hoped all the activity they just went through didn't hurt the baby. She brought her hand a few inches from her face and looked at her ring with a smile and placed the other hand on her belly.
"You never gave me an answer, you know." Elliot whispered to her when he saw that she was looking at her ring.
"What just happened wasn't answer enough?" Olivia smirked, looking up at him. Elliot looked down at her smirking back and shook his head.
"I need to hear it. I need you to say it."
"I want to marry you, Elliot. I do. I love you."
"And?"
"I forgive you."
He smiled, kissed her forehead and whispered, "Thank You. I love you, too."
