Blessed

Disclaimer: not mine

Summary: See ch1

A/N: thanks for the reviews. this chapter is a little more fluff, but the next will have the plot twist! so stay tuned!

Mourn

Elliot broke their embrace, took his wife by the hand, and playfully led her back home.

When they reached the street Elliot snaked his arm around Olivia's waist and pulled her close to him. Olivia leaned into Elliot's warms chest, comforted by his loving contact.

They walked back to their building simply enjoying the other's presence.

Elliot unlocked the door and held it open for Olivia. She pressed the button for the elevator and waited it to arrive at the ground floor.

The bell dinged on the door to let Olivia know that the elevator had arrived. She stepped in followed by Elliot.

Olivia floated over to Elliot to regain her position against his chest. She leaned into him, and he engulfed her with his arms.

She breathed in his cologne. It was subtle, and she loved it. It made her think of all the times he had held her closely; it made her remember how much he loved her.

He trailed light kisses on the back of her neck as they waited for the elevator to stop. It didn't take long for the small box to get to their floor because they were on the second of a three story building.

They returned to their apartment hand in hand. Elliot unlocked the door and peered in quietly. There was no sign of Munch or Fin.

"Where are they?" Olivia whispered as they entered their home.

Upon investigation, the two discovered that the television was turned onto some movie, and there were soda cans and chip bags on the coffee table.

Olivia decided to check the kitchen while Elliot checked Isabelle's room. He quietly made his way down the hallway, and peered into the open door.

"Liv, there in here." He whispered, just loud enough for her to hear, but quietly enough as to not wake anyone in the room.

Olivia hurried to join Elliot in the doorway. When she looked in she discovered what had happened to the babysitters. Munch and Fin were both sitting against the wall, fast asleep. Munch was even snoring. Isabelle was out cold in her bed.

Olivia quietly entered the room, and gently shook her two colleagues awake.

"Long night?" She whispered with a smile as they came to.

"Na, it was fine." Fin said, only half awake.

"Yeah, we weren't sleeping you know." Munch added as he lifted himself off the ground with a noise that let everyone know his back would be feeling it for a while.

"Really, so do you always snore when you're awake?" Elliot asked with a slight laugh.

The four adults made their way back into the living room.

"So what happened?" Olivia asked as she began straightening up with Munch and Fin's help.

"She got scared." Munch answered.

"Yeah, she didn't like goin to sleep with out you guys here." Fin added. "We sat with her until she passed out."

"Did you put her to bed, or did she put you to bed?" Elliot asked, still amused at what had happened. It comforted him that he could him that he could come home to find two grown men sitting in his four year old daughter's room, and know that noting had happened. He trusted these men with her well being, and that was a big deal for Elliot.

"Hey, it's tiring watching a four year old." Fin defended.

"Yeah, we played tea party, and make-up party, and Barbie. Oh, and might I ad that Skipper's mother really should monitor what she lets her daughter leave the mansion in?" Munch said, causing the whole room to laugh.

"Oh man, I wish that I had bought a nanny cam, because I could have made a lot of money with a tape like that!" Olivia laughed.

"So, how was your evening?" Munch said, trying to change the subject.

"It was nice. We had some dinner, talked about a lot of stuff we needed to, and shot some pool at our favorite bar." Olivia answered.

"It figures that you two would end up in a bar on your night out. No matter how long you're together, you'll always have your partner habits." Fin noted.

Olivia smiled, realizing that Fin was right. There were just some tendencies that they couldn't get rid of; like how neither would ever back down in a fight, or how whoever got to the coffee pot first in the morning was sure to have a cup waiting for the other. It was just how they were. Sure Elliot and Olivia were married, but they were still partners.

"So, how much do we owe you?" Olivia asked.

"No way, your money's no good here." Fin said, putting is hands up to gesture that he didn't want their money.

"No way." Elliot answered. "You two sat with a four year old girl for 5 hours. You at least deserve combat pay."

"25 bucks for each of you sound good?" Olivia asked, reaching for her purse.

"Yeah, that's fine." Munch answered. "Thanks."

Olivia handed the two men their money. "We'll see you guys tomorrow. Thanks again." Elliot said as they disappeared down the hall. He closed and locked the door behind them.

Elliot walked into the kitchen to find Olivia emptying the drain board. He snuck up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her, cradling her against his chest.

"We had a good night." He said as Olivia leaned into him.

"Yeah, we said a lot that needed to be said." Olivia agreed.

"I love you ya know." He told her as he rested his head on her shoulder.

"I love you too." She answered, turning her head so that she could lightly brush her lips against his.

"Let's go to bed." She offered.

"I'm game if you are." Elliot answered.

"Oh trust me, I'm game." Olivia smiled. "Just lemme check on Bella first."

The two hurried into Isabelle's room. Olivia sat on the edge of her bed, and pulled her covers up to her neck. She kissed her lightly on the cheek.

"Good night my angel." She whispered.

Elliot leaned over the bed and placed a kiss on her other cheek. He then extended his hand to Olivia and led her to their room.

He laid her gently down on the bed, and positioned himself on top of her, supporting his weight on his right arm.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" He asked, hovering over his wife.

"I've never been more sure of anything gin my life." Olivia smiled. To assure Elliot that she did in fact want to make love to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled his lips to hers. When she was sure that he would stay put, she ran her hands down to his shirt, and began unbuttoning it. She pushed it off his arms, and let it fall to the floor.

Elliot kissed her neck as he unzipped her dress. He lifted himself off of Olivia to pull it off of her. She smiled as he returned to her lips.

"I love you." She whispered as his lips recaptured hers.

His hands trailed down to her stomach. Olivia suddenly flinched as she felt his hands come in contact with the small scar form her emergency C-section.

She pulled away form Elliot's embrace.

"Liv, I'm sorry." He quickly apologized. He hadn't meant to touch it.

"No, it's not your fault." Olivia said as tears began forming in her eyes. She sat at the edge of the bed, her hands over her stomach. "It's just that. This is wrong." She began. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"Doing what?" Elliot asked, joining her at the side of the bed. "Expressing how much we love each other?"

"Elliot, we lost our child a few weeks ago. We shouldn't be having sex." She said, trying to keep her voice form yelling.

"Why not?" Elliot asked in a calm tone. "I love you, and I want to be with you." He whispered, taking her hand in his.

"I'm a broken woman Elliot." Olivia said, her tears began to fall.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"I killed my own child, and now I can't have any more." She sighed.

"First of all, you didn't kill him, Billings did that, and I will never forgive him for that. You should be mad at him, not at yourself. Second of all, we hadn't planned on having any more kids. I love you just as much as I did before. You are still the same irresistible woman I married. The only difference I can see is that this whole ordeal has made you a stronger person, and better mother, if that is even possible." Elliot soothed.

"I need to know that you forgive me." Olivia said, looking deeply into Elliot's eyes.

"There is nothing to forgive. But if that's what you need, then I forgive you." He said sincerely.

Olivia could see that he meant it in his eyes. She collapsed into sobs on his chest. Elliot rubbed her back, and let his own tears fall to mourn the death of their baby.

When her tears finally stopped falling Olivia felt something. She felt… better than she had before. Knowing that she had Elliot there to support her, hold her, and cry with her, made her know that she was going to get through her loss.

"Thank you." She said suddenly, lifting her eyes to meet Elliot's.

"You don't always have to be so strong." He answered, pushing a lock of her hair behind her ears.

She smiled meekly. "I love you." She said.

She kissed him lightly at first. A feeling of needing to be with the man who had devoted his life to her suddenly swept over her.

"I need to be with you." She said quietly. She hadn't said it be seductive, or get her husband in the mood. She had simply said it, because she needed it. She needed to remember what it felt like to be loved by her husband.

Elliot laid her back on the bed, and kissed her lovingly, and gently.

"I Love you." He whispered.

"I know." She smiled back. "Thank you."

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Elliot lay in bed, with Olivia curled up against his chest. She had finally fallen asleep. He knew that she was finally ready to deal with the loss of their baby, and move past it. She was beginning to forgive herself, and let herself live again.

Elliot just knew that his wife was starting to come back to him.

What he didn't know was that what he thought was nearing an end, was just the beginning.

TBC... Twist next chap! leave a review!