Disclaimer: Same as all the other chapters.

Elliot's POV

I stared down at Emily and Olivia playing on the floor. She was so great with kids I never really understood why she hadn't had any yet. She loved them and she would make a great mom but I guess she had her reasons.

I glanced back up at the clock another five minutes had already passed I couldn't wait any longer. I stood up and picked Emily off the floor. Then I reached my hand out to Olivia.

She grabbed my hand pulling her self up.

"Grandpa are we going to look for mommy?" Her eyes were filled with worry.

"Yeah baby girl!"

Olivia smiled half heartedly at me as we walked out the door. I put Emily in her car seat and fastened her in, then got up in the drivers seat. I glanced over at Olivia as I started the truck.

I drove to the hospital, when Emily saw where we were she started crying she knew something was wrong then. I wanted to say something, anything to make her feel better but I couldn't.

She already knew why we were here and lying to her wasn't going to make her fell any better. It would probably make her worse. I got out of the truck and got Emily out. She buried her face in my shirt.

Her body was shaking from where she was crying. I stood and stared at the hospital, hoping that Jen wasn't in there. Olivia grabbed my hand gently, We walked into the hospital and up to the front desk.

The women sitting there smiled sweetly.

"Can you tell me if a Jennifer Martin is here?"

The women typed on the computer in front of her.

"Yes she was brought in by paramedics about an hour ago."

"Is she alright?" I asked eagerly.

"I'm sorry sir I don't have that information are you related to her?"

"I'm her father."

"Ok" she said pulling out two stickers handing one to me and one to Olivia "Go down to the nurse's station someone down there should be able to tell you something."

"Thanks"

I walked down to the nurse's station, I felt like I was having a heart attack. I fought back the tears from showing. Emily didn't need to see me cry on top of knowing her mom was hurt. A nurse with red hair walked up to us.

"May I help you?"

"I was told you could tell me about my daughter"

"Name?"

"Jennifer Martin."

"She was taken up to the OR about fifteen minutes ago; I'll call up there and let them know you're here"

"Do you know why she's in there?"

"Sorry sir I don't. Have a seat the doctor will talk to you when their threw"

When their done, I have to wait till their done cutting her open before I could find out what happened to her and if she's going to be okay. I felt Olivia's hand touch my shoulder.

She lead me over to a long bench sitting across from the nurse's station We sat down, I couldn't believe this was happening. Emily fail sleep after an hour of crying. I was getting agitated no one has told me anything

How hard is it to ask a doctor what's wrong with her then deliver the message to me? Olivia laid her head on my shoulder I wrapped my arm around her allowing her more room to lay down.

She wrapped her arm around me and put her head on my shoulder I let my hand fall down on her waist I was going to move it but she didn't seem to mind it being there. I was so glad she was here with me.

If she wasn't here I would've punched a couple of doctors in the face. They wouldn't give me any answers. If it was their children they would be the same way. Olivia feel asleep as several hours passed.

It was eleven o'clock already and still no sign of any doctor. What were they doing that would take this long? I couldn't help but to let my mind wonder to the worst possible scenarios.

Why didn't I stop her from leaving?

"Mr. Stabler."

I looked up and saw a doctor standing in front of me.

"What's wrong with her? Is she going to be alright?"