The ending is for Megan and Sindy. Blame them.

"Why did she do that? Why did she jump in front of a bullet for me? She has Noah!" Erin exclaimed. Olivia had fallen on her when she protected her from the bullet and she watched her slowly start to bleed out. "She could have shot or tackled him." She couldn't help but to feel guilty about this. If Olivia didn't make it, it would be her fault. Just like with Nadia.

This is exactly why Hank didn't want Olivia to know. The cop Olivia would have shot him or tackled him, not Mother Olivia. All logic and training flew out the window when it came to protecting your child, and Hank knew that firsthand. "I don't know why she did it." He said pulling her into his arms.

Fin was the only other person in the waiting room. The rest of the squad went to finish up the case and take care of the children. From the way Erin was acting, she didn't know Olivia was her mom, either. He had to admit that was messed up of him to keep that a secret from them. He knew if Olivia just thought Erin was another detective, she would have done the right thing.

"Family of Olivia Benson?"

"That's us." The three of them stepped forward.

"She's fine. Just a shoulder wound. She's already awake asking to go home."

They all let out a sigh of relief. She was going to be fine.

"Can we see her?" Erin asked.

"Oh, of course. Right this way." The doctor said.

The three of them followed him down the hallway. He stopped in front of her room. "I have to do my rounds, but I'll be back to check on her." He said before he walked away.

Erin was the first one to walk in. "Why did you that?"

"Hello, to you, too. I'm fine." Olivia said with a slight smile on her face. "But it was instinct."

"Instinct? No, that wasn't. What were you thinking?" Erin scolded her. Losing Olivia would not only kill her, but Voight and Noah, too.

Fin and Hank stood back and let Erin get her anger out. They knew Olivia wasn't going to get angry at her for speaking like this because of their relationship.

"I was trying to protect one child, but ended up putting another one in danger." Olivia said nonchalantly.

The room grew so silent that you could hear a pin drop two floors down. They all tried to collect their thoughts but nothing was making sense.

Judging by the looks on their faces, Fin realized this was a family matter. He could get the details at another time. "I'm going to let you guys talk." He said before he awkwardly left the room.

"Benson, what are you talking about? The meds got you loopy?" Hank asked crossing his arms.

"No meds, which is why I'm in excruciating pain." Her non-injured arm dropped to her stomach. "I'm fourteen weeks pregnant."

Erin's eyes widen. "AND YOU JUMPED IN FRONT OF A BULLET!" She threw her hands in the air and started pacing the room. "Oh my God."

Hank rubbed his knuckles against his face. He was about to have another child with Olivia, and the first one didn't even know she was theirs. "Seriously? You're having my kid?"

"Yes." She looked over at Lindsay. "And to save my child? I'll jump in front of another bullet."

Erin stopped pacing the room and stared at Olivia. "That's the second time you're referred to me as yours. I'm flattered, but you need to think of Noah, and this new one now."

Olivia licked her lips and shifted slightly because of the pain. She looked at Hank for help. "Are you going to tell her or should I?"

"Tell me what?" She spat. She looked between the two of them who had unreadable looks on their faces. "What the hell is going on?"

"You should take a seat." Hank suggested.

"No, talk." She said crossing her arms over her chest.

Olivia swallowed hard. "You're our daughter. Biologically." She quickly added.

Erin's eyebrows bunched together. "What? I'm what?" She looked between the two of them to see if they were lying to her. "You two are my parents? I was adopted?" This was not making sense at all to her. How was it even possible?

They both just nodded and was preparing for whatever she was going to throw at them.

"Okay." She said nodded. "Great." She said before she stormed out of the hospital room.

Hank started to follow her, but Olivia stopped him.

"She needs the space, Hank." She said in a soft voice.

He stopped in his tracks but didn't turn to look at Olivia. She was right, but he knew Erin better than Olivia. "She's going to do something she'll regret. I know her."

"Oh, yes. How could I forget? You've known our daughter since she was a teenager." She said with an eye-roll and laid back down. "I can't believe I'm pregnant by you again." She let out a frustrated sigh.

He turned around to look at her. "Don't make it sound so bad."

"Considering the fact that I want to kill you, it is."

"I said I was sorry." He knew he messed up and that Olivia wasn't going to get over this any time soon, but she could at least have a conversation with him.

"Yet, just threw it in my face that you know her. Go to hell, Henry."

"Already there." He said before walking out of the room.

Olivia was back home the next day and the doctor gave strict orders that she could not go to work any time soon. She was actually happy to have a break, though. It allowed her to focus on her personal life with no interruptions. Melinda had even volunteered to watch Noah for a couple of days, so she had some peace and quiet.

There was a knock at the door.

So she thought. She sighed and got up from the couch. "Coming." She opened the door surprised to see Erin.

"Can we talk?" Erin asked softly.

"Of course." Olivia said moving over to let her in. "I thought you left with your dad."

"He didn't leave. Only Atwater and Antonio went back."

"Oh." It had been a couple days since they closed the case, and she figured Hank would be on the next thing smoking to Chicago after their last conversation. "Do you want anything to drink?"

"No, just answers." She sat on the couch.

"Hopefully, I have them." Olivia said sitting next to her, but putting some space between them.

"How? Not like that, I don't even want to think about that, but how?"

Olivia smiled a little. "I ran away to Chicago after my high school graduation. I met him in college and not even an entire year later, did he have me knocked up. My mom forced me to come home, and we both knew that my living situation would not be safe for you, and he had decided to go into the academy. So, the only thing left to do was adoption."

"So, you guys were in love and actually wanted me?"

"Oh, yes. Of course."

"Benson, I don't want to do this." Hank said gently rubbing Erin's head.

Olivia was breastfeeding her for the first and last time before her adoptive mother came and picked her up. Everyone told her not to do it because she would get attached, but it was too late. She became attached as soon as she found out she was pregnant. "I don't either." She said holding back tears.

"She's so beautiful. Like her mother." He leaned down and kissed Olivia's forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, too." She said letting the tears fall.

"Olivia, please stay here. I need my family." He begged.

"Hank, don't." Today was not the day. He knew that she would love nothing more to stay here with him, but she had to. Her mother needed her and Olivia knew the longer she stayed in Chicago, the more severe her punishment would be.

Her mother was her only family, though. No matter how bad their relationship was, it would kill her to not be there for her if her mom was really in trouble like she said.

"That makes me a little relieved, but why Bunny?"

"I have no idea how you ended up with Bunny. That is not who you were placed with. That's something you would have to ask him, but I'm so sorry."

Erin reached out and touched Olivia's hand. "It wasn't your fault. I don't blame you."

"Yeah, but I know how it is growing up with an addict as your mother. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy."

Erin let out a sarcastic chuckle. "You're absolutely right. Trying to sober them up so they can go to work, flushing whatever they were using that week..." She trailed off and shook her head as the memories flooded her mind. "I'm just glad that she's not really my mom."

It hurt Olivia that her daughter had to go through the same thing that had she deal with up until the day her mother died. That was entire reason of the adoption, but it's like she made things worse. She smiled at her slight compliment, though. "I'm no saint, either."

"I know, but you would never encourage me to go back to drugs."

Olivia felt herself get angry thinking about everything that Erin to deal with growing up, and even now. "And yet you get better every time. She hates that because she can't do the same thing. I'm proud of you."

Erin smiled for the first time since she found out the news. "That means a lot to me." She took a deep breath. "So, when did you find out I was yours?"

"After the conference. Melinda ran your blood, and of course we popped up."

"Wait, what? You didn't know all this time? I thought that's why you were trying to get close to me."

Olivia shook her head. "I had no idea. Looking back, it makes sense why we gravitated towards each other."

"But he knew, didn't he?" She asked as she crossed her arms and pushed her lips like Hank did when he was upset.

"I don't want you to be upset with him, but yes. He's known since he took you in sixteen years ago." She knew Erin was going to be upset, it was a normal reaction, but she didn't want this to affect their relationship.

"I don't understand why he would keep that from the both of us."

"I said the same thing. I told him that he could at least told you."

All those years she wondered who her dad was. What he looked like. If he was a decent man or another addict that she was used to Bunny bringing around. The entire time her dad was right in front of her face, and he couldn't even tell her. "I don't even want to think about that right now. I'll handle him when we get back to Chicago."

Olivia chuckled. "You sound like me."

"After you guys started dating, he started to call me Mini Benson. I took it as a compliment because I always looked up to you as an officer, but he meant it in an entirely different way." Erin confessed.

"Funny you mention that, because he would always tell me how glad he was that you and I got along so well. That he appreciated how fast I accepted you as mine."

"Bastard." Erin said only half-joking.

She laughed. "You know, you may look like his side of the family, but I'm so glad you act like me."

"Oh gosh, I could not imagine if I was a hothead like him."

"I'm glad we don't have to imagine that." She smiled. "Let's hope this one takes after you." Olivia said rubbing her stomach.

"So, you're keeping it?"

"Oh, without a doubt. I may not like him right now, but I'm very happy that I'm pregnant." She said with a grin. It was true. The thought of not having the baby never crossed her mind. There were only two other times in her life when she was this happy: when she found out she was pregnant with Erin, and when she officially adopted Noah.

"I'm glad. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a girl to even out the playing field."

"Please. We do not need anymore testosterone in this family." Olivia said with a laugh. "But, honestly, as long as the baby is healthy, that's all I care about."

"I understand. Well, I'm going to get going. My flight leaves tonight." Erin got up from the couch.

"Okay. Do you know if he's leaving with you?" Despite everything, Olivia still wanted to have a face to face conversation with Hank about their child. She refused to raise a child with distance in between them.

"No. He said he wanted to stay until things cooled down between you guys. You know how he is."

"Of course. Have a safe trip and call me as soon as you land." Olivia said getting up from the couch.

"I will." She walked towards the door. "It was nice talking to you, and I'm glad I have someone as great as you as my mom." She said with a smile on her face. There were times over the last two years that she did wish Olivia was her mom, just because she saw so much of herself in her, and now it made sense why.

Olivia reached out and grabbed her shoulder gently. "I know you're an adult and past the stage of needing a mom around all the time, but I want you to know that my phone is always on. Always."

Erin gave her a small smile and nodded. "Thank you." She knew Camille loved her, and she appreciated it because she didn't have to. But Olivia, didn't need any persuasion when it came to loving her. It was automatic. Even though their brains didn't know they were mother and daughter, their hearts did.

Erin opened the door only to be met with Hank. "Voight?"

"You're here."

"Were you looking for me?" Erin asked.

"No, I came to talk to Olivia." He said looking directly at Olivia.

"Well, I will leave you two to talk." Erin said before slipping out of the apartment.

"How's the shoulder?" He asked walking in and closing the door behind him.

"Sore. I can only take small doses of Tylenol, so I have to suffer through it."

"And the baby?"

"They said the baby is fine, but I need to take it easy for the next couple of weeks." She sat back down on the couch and looked at him, who was still standing by the door. "Hank, you can sit. I'm not going to bite."

"My memory says otherwise." He said with a smirk on his face, but he walked to the couch and sat down.

"Ass."

He smiled. "Give me your feet." He said patting his lap.

"Just because you're giving me a foot massage, doesn't mean I'm still not mad at you." She said swinging her legs on the couch and putting her feet in his lap. "I'm still very angry."

"I know, and I shouldn't have said I know her. It's going to take time for you to forgive me, and I get that. However, we are having another baby together, and we have to talk about that."

She was glad that they could both be mature adults about this. Their baby came first. "I'm keeping it."

"I didn't think anything differently. However, you're here and I'm in Chicago. So, I've been looking for jobs out here. I have a few favors that I can cash in, but that's only if you want me here."

"Hank, you're leaving Chicago just like that?" She definitely thought they were going to go back and forth over who was leaving their city. "Your squad?"

"I already missed out on the opportunity to raise one child with you. You really think I'm going to make that mistake again? the squad will be fine, hell, they may even be happy. This is the right thing to do for our child."

"Wow." She said leaning back into the couch. "I don't even know what to say."

"Listen, I know this isn't the most ideal situation, but I'm not letting you raise our child on your own."

"Okay. You have your mind made up, and I know that once it's made up, there's no reason to fight you."

"Wow, Olivia Benson is not fighting me on something? I think hell just froze over." He said with a smirk on his face.

She rolled her eyes and was about to reply with a sassy remark until she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen area. "Oh my gosh." Her hand immediately went to the area.

"What's wrong?" Hank asked with a concerned voice. He saw where her hand went and he didn't want to believe something could be happening with the baby.

"Hank!" She cried out as she saw the blood on the couch.

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