Your Star

A/n: Okay, I'm doing research for another fic, so I need episode names for the following occurrences: Olivia & Cassidy sleeping together, Cassidy leaving SVU. I've got a little timeline going in the story, and I need the dates from those episodes to finish constructing it, and I can't remember the names of those episodes. So, if you know, please leave me a review with the info or e-mail it to me. Anyone who can give me the right info gets a magic brownie! Holds up brownie Doesn't it look yummy?

Olivia scooted closer to Elliot as he slept, wanting to feel him next to her. Needing to feel him. "Liv?" he asked, waking up a little.

"Go back to sleep," she whispered, kissing his cheek.

"You can't sleep?" he asked.

"I'm fine," she replied. He pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her body and gently massaging her back with his fingertips.

"You're tense," he replied. "Relax." She complied somewhat, allowing her body to lie against his. "Now, what's keeping you up?"

"It's nothing, Elliot. Really. I just needed to be sure you were still there," she replied. She closed her eyes as she turned her face in towards his chest. She smiled as she felt him hold on to her just a little bit tighter.

"I'll always be right here, Liv," he replied. He gently kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes again, slipping back into sleep.

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Olivia gently disentangled herself from Elliot's arm just as the alarm clock began going off in Kaitlyn's room. She shut her own of quickly, before it had a chance to begin screaming. Then, moving quietly, she went into her daughter's room, shutting off the alarm and shaking the girl's arm gently. "Kaity, wake up," she said. Kaitlyn opened her eyes and looked around, noticing her mother's tired eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm fine. You need to get up and get ready for school," Olivia replied. She turned and left the room. She returned to her own room and gently shook Elliot. "Wake up sleepyhead," she said, kissing his cheek. He smiled and opened his eyes, but his smile disappeared when he looked at her.

"Liv… you didn't sleep, did you?" he asked. She turned away from him, but he stood up and wrapped his arms around her. "Liv, tell me what's bothering you."

"Kaity's going to be sixteen in two weeks," she stated.

"I know."

"I'm three months pregnant with her new siblings… doesn't something seem wrong about that, El?" she asked. Elliot sighed.

"No, it doesn't. And that isn't what's really bothering you," he accused.

"How do you know? You can't read my mind, Elliot," she said.

"Because I know you better than that. Liv, you know you can talk to me, no matter what it is," he said, pulling her close to him. "I know you're afraid, Liv, but you don't have to be."

"I can't exactly help it, El… I'm not supposed to be afraid. I'm a cop, for heaven's sake!" She was careful with her words. She always was when Elliot was around. Just because she didn't believe in God didn't mean she couldn't respect his beliefs.

"And you've been to hell and back," he reminded her. He gently kissed her neck. "Why don't you lay back down and try to get some sleep. I'll call Cragen and tell him you're not feeling well."

"No, I'm going to work. Go ahead and get in the shower," she said. He sighed and gave in, knowing it would be best not to fight her. She could always go to the crib if she decided she needed to sleep, and Cragen certainly wasn't going to yell at a pregnant woman for sleeping.

By the time Elliot had finished in the shower, Olivia had already fallen asleep in the bed again. He smiled and dialed the captain's number to let him know Liv wouldn't be coming in. Before he left, while simultaneously ushering Kaitlyn out the door, he went into the room and kissed her, leaving a note next to her alarm clock where she would be sure to see it.

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Elliot knocked on the door to Liv's apartment cautiously. After he'd let her sleep that morning, he couldn't be sure of her mood. He was spared her wrath for a moment by the fact that Kaitlyn answered the door. Unfortunately, she appeared concerned.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Mom's been sick all day. I'm worried," she replied. Elliot walked into the apartment and back into the bedroom. Seeing it empty, he went into the bathroom, where Liv was making a sacrifice to the porcelain god.

"Livia? You okay?" he asked, pulling the hair back from her face. He knelt down on the bathroom's cold tile next to her. She leaned against him, closing her eyes.

"I feel like shit," she muttered. He gently kissed her forehead, checking to see if she had a fever. She didn't appear to.

"Okay, why don't we get you into bed," he suggested. He got up and slowly picked her up in his arms. Her head leaned against his shoulder. Her condition scared the hell out of him. He laid her down and pulled out his cell phone.

A/n: Hmm…. Okay, and I'm not posting anymore until y'all start reviewing again… You're upsetting me!