It was so good seeing Olivia and his kids in his apartment together. Dinner with all his kids and having Olivia here now had ended up being a really good time. He really should do it more often. And maybe one day soon Olivia would introduce him to Noah and he could be here as well.
"Elliot, your kids would like to talk to you tonight. And they asked me to come here for support." Olivia said as she glanced at Kathleen to begin.
"Dad, we are worried about you. We would like you to get some counseling." Kathleen said as she squeezed Lizzie's hand.
"I should have known better. So dinner and spending today together was all a lie? I understand you kids are worried but why couldn't you tell me you like to talk?" Elliot felt blindsided and he was ready to push everyone away.
"Olivia, you have no right. You came for? What? Revenge on me leaving ten years ago without a word?" Elliot screamed as he glared at her. Olivia was on the verge of tears as Elliot quickly looked away.
"Dad, stop. Give us one hour and after we will all leave. But you need to hear what we are feeling. We are scared dad." Maureen said as she reached over and rubbed Elliot's shoulder.
"Fine, whatever one hour. So who is going first?" Elliot waited impatiently.
"I will go." Lizzie said as switched places with Maureen so she would be seated next to Elliot.
"Dad I love you. Please look at me. Lizzie said as she nervously smoothed her hair. I know you would like to avenge mom's death. But we don't need a superhero. We need our dad. You are all we have left. Please let the police in mom's case investigate."
"Lizzie, I would never risk anything so I wouldn't be here for you." Elliot said as he sighed.
"Dad you can't honestly say that. You are now a detective for Organized Crime dealing with mobsters. And mom died in a car bomb which could have been meant for you. Please let the police handle mom's case. And please go for counseling. Eli, your turn. "
"Dad, I um, things haven't been good. Last week you punched the wall and then a few days ago we almost had a car accident. I'm not sure I want to come back here for a while or see you until you get help. I'm going to take the rest of my stuff to Maureen's." Eli said as he looked around nervously.
"Eli, you are my son and no you will not shut me out of your life." Elliot screamed.
"Elliot, listen. Eli is trying to tell you how he is feeling." Olivia said calmly.
"Who is next?" Elliot said as he glared at Olivia. How could Olivia of all people turn his kids away from him?
"I'll go." Kathleen said quietly. "Dad, the intervention was my idea. I asked Olivia to come here. We all care about you and want you to get counseling so you can get better. Please don't be mad."
"Honey, I am ok. I have some hard days but mom just died, I have a new job and we are getting used to moving back." Elliot looked away unable to look Kathleen in her eyes.
"Dad you are not good right now. When I came earlier I could tell you just had a ptsd episode. Do you remember what caused it?" Dickie asked.
"I was doing the dishes and heard of a hostage incident. I was a little worried but I was fine." Elliot said as he bent his head down. He no longer wanted to hear them. He wanted to leave.
"Dad that is not true. Your shirt was drenched in sweat and you were confused. You kept asking where mom was and if Liv was ok. And when I went in the kitchen I saw a broken dish on the floor." Dickie replied with a concerned look as he looked at Maureen.
"Elliot, did you hear of my incident earlier? Was that what made you nervous?" Olivia asked as she looked at Elliot.
"No, yes. I mean I heard on the news. So I called Fin and he said you were ok. So I was relieved and I was fine." Elliot was tired. How much longer until this is done he thought.
"Are you sure? Because it sounds like you had a panic attack followed by a ptsd episode." Olivia replied.
"So everyone here thinks I'm crazy. Very nice." Elliot laughed.
"Dad, no we don't. We see you struggling and want to help you before it becomes worse or you get hurt." Maureen said as she moved closer to Elliot and reached for his hand and held tight. "I love you,'' she whispered.
