Chapter 2: Who Could it be?

(Narrator POV)

Olivia opened her door up and to her surprise it was Edgar. The man she hadn't got of her mind even through this mess of a morning.

"Olivia!" Edgar exclaimed.

"Edgar, what are you doing here? I mean it's nice to see you, but what are you doing here?" Olivia asked confused.

"Well I sent you a few texts last night... when you didn't respond I figured you had been to bed or you had a long day at work or something. So this morning I was doing a little running around and decided to come see, the Olivia Benson, as stunning as always." He said with a wide cheeky smile. "Oh and I almost forgot I brought you some flowers." Edgar said while pushing the flowers towards Olivia.

"Oh Edgar you didn't have to. You're so sweet thank you so much! I actually did see you text but not until around 2:30 this morning and I didn't want to bother you at that time."

"I wouldn't have cared if you did" I would have loved it Edgar thought. "I wasn't sleep yet but I would've woken up if you did call and I was sleep."

"I try to respect people's sleep, since I get so little." They kind of stared at each other for a second and Olivia, like a light bulb went off in her head said, "Oh where are my manners, come in! I'm sorry I'm all over the place this morning my son is sick-" Edgar interjected saying "hence the throw up on you pants." Pointing at Olivia's pants. Olivia cursed herself in her head, "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry you had to see that. It's just my son like I said he's sick and his babysitter is gonna be late and I have to be at the office by 8:00 because I have a meeting with Garland and my-"

Olivia stopped abruptly when she heard something splashing on the floor, she thought it was Noah throwing up. But it was her coffee it had spilled over. "Ugh! Could it get any worse." She said On the verge of tears.

Edgar got up and went to help her. When he looked in her eyes he could see the stress, frustration and tears. He put his hands on her triceps and said "It's okay, okay? I got this. You go get cleaned up and changed. Try to relax, breathe a little." Now hugging Olivia he said "It's gonna be okay, I can look after Noah until his sitter gets her." She looked up at him questioning him with her eyes and ask "Really?" "Yes, really you are flustered and stressed and I wanna help as much as I can."

And with that Olivia was off to her room. Edgar waited patiently on her sofa, while she got dressed. He had made a new pot of coffee. When Olivia walked out of her bedroom. Thanking Edgar for everything. But Edgar couldn't find any words. And he was afraid that if he opened his mouth the wrong but so right words would fall out.

Olivia just kind of stared at Edgar for a moment. Confused why he was just staring at her. But what she didn't know was Edgar loved seeing her in he work attire it showed off he body and gave off her heavy badass vibe. Which is what he loves so much about her. He finally came up with some words. "Umm... you're welcome and you look..." I think the word stunning is the one you use ever so very often." Olivia said. "Yes stunning as always." Edgar gave you a big smile.

"Well thank you again I have to go. Text me when Lucy gets here."

"Lucy?"

"Noah's babysitter."

"Oh okay I will have a good day. "

"Thank you, you do the same!"

And just like that Olivia was gone and Edgar was alone with her son. He knew he had to do whatever it took to keep her son well as he can so he could keep Olivia stress free.

Olivia was trusting Edgar with her son. She doesn't let just anyone do that after all she has been through with Noah and his adoption. Her and Edgar are barely friends and she trust him with her life, her son. Noah is all she has her whole heart and soul. She wish Edgar would come along and be apart of that too someday.