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"Not a problem, Liv...Are you hiding something else?"

Olivia looked down at Laila as she rubbed soothing circles on the toddler's back, ignoring Elliot's question.

"Liv?"

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Olivia sighed and looked up at Elliot. "Yeah." Her response was a nearly inaudiable whisper.

"I'll take Laila to bed and you can tell me, ok?" He spoke softly.

Olivia just nodded and gave Laila a light kiss on the cheek before letting him pick her up.

Elliot returned a couple of minutes later and sat on the couch beside Olivia again. "Are you ready to tell me, Liv?" He asked cautiously.

Olivia slowly nodded before opening her mouth. "A few months ago I was pregnant and I was four weeks along when I found out. It took another four weeks before I built up the courage to tell Matthew. He was pissed. He repeatly kicked me in the stomach and I... I lost the baby." She told him as she tried to hold back tears.

"Aww, Liv, come here." Elliot whispered and went to embrace her in a hug but Olivia pulled away.

"I need to take a walk. Can you please take care of Laila for a while?" She asked and went to walk away but Elliot stopped her by wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Liv, stop and settle down." He spoke soft-heartedly.

Olivia ran a shaky hand throug her soft brown hair and sighed. "I don't need your sympathy." She insisted before hearing Laila crying from the bedroom.

Olivia walked in to the bedroom, ignoring Elliot and picked up her crying daughter off the bed.

"Mommy." Laila cried as she buried her face in the crook of her mother's neck.

Olivia rubbed the toddler's back and sat down on the bed.

"What's wrong, baby girl?" Olivia asked her daughter in a whisper as she ignored the phone ringing in the living room.

"Bad dweam, Mommy." Laila whispered.

"It's ok now. Mommy's here." She murmured in to her daughter's ear.

As Olivia laid Laila back down on the bed, Elliot tip-toed in to the bedroom and montioned to Olivia to come back in to living room with him.

She half closed the bedroom door behind her and sat down on the couch beside Elliot.

"What's going on?" She asked with her nervousness evident in her voice.

Elliot took a deep breath and looked in to Olivia's deep mocha eyes. "Matthew knows where you and Laila are. He threated to come here and take Laila away from you." He informed her sadly.

Olivia didn't reply, she just practically jumped off the couch and ran back in to the bedroom.

"Mommy?" Laila asked startled as she felt herself being picked up.

"It's ok, baby. Mommy just needed a hug." Olivia whispered as she held Laila close.

"Love you, mommy." Laila whispered as she wrapped her tiny arms around her mother.

"Love you too, La-La." Olivia replied as she stroked back her daughter's short, soft brown hair.

Elliot watched the mother and daughter from the door way. He could clearly see Olivia's fear of losing her daughter in her movements. Not much sleep was going to be happening in that apartment that night, if any at all.

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Elliot woke when he felt the sun's ray on his face, coming through the living room window. He looked at the clock and it read 6:03am. He realized that he must've fallen asleep about two hours before. He looked over at the couch and noticed that Olivia and Laila had fallen asleep on the royal blue carpeted flooring in front of the couch.

Laila was practically lying on top of her mother's chest, sucking her thumb. Elliot noticed that she only ever sucked her thumb in her sleep and wondered by, only to be startled out of his thoughts by banging on the front door followed by yelling.

"Olivia! I know you're in there!" Matthew yelled as he banged on the door. He sounded drunk.

"Liv, go in to my bedroom with Laila and call 9-1-1." Elliot whispered as he passed his cell phone to her.

Olivia took Laila's tiny, soft, olive toned hand in hers. "Come on, Laila." She whispered and rushed in to the bedroom, locking the door behind her.

"Sit here on the bed, sweetie while Mommy calls 9-1-1." She whispered as she lifted Laila up and sat her on the bed.

As Olivia called for uniformed officers to come, Laila was shaking in fear on the bed as her father kept banging on the door.

"It's ok, baby." Olivia whispered in to her daughter's ear as she placed her on her lap.

Laila hid her face in her mother's chest before being startled by the front door being kicked in followed by yelling.

Olivia began to rock the frightened toddler and hummed a lullaby in her ear in an attempt to calm her down.

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Once Olivia and Laila were locked safely in the bedroom, Elliot grabbed his gun.

"Get the hell out of here, Matthew!"

Matthew didn't listen, he just continued to bang on the door. He eventually kicked the door open.

"I know my girlfriend and daughter are in here. They're coming home with me." Matthew yelled.

"You're drunk. Get the hell out of here!" Elliot yelled back.

"They're in the bedroom, aren't they?" He asked before taking a step toward the bedroom.

Elliot cocked his gun and pointed it at Matthew. "Stop or I will have to shoot you." Elliot said seriously.

"You wouldn't shoot me." He laughed and took another stop toward the bedroom.

"Stop!" Elliot yelled but Matthew didn't stop so Elliot shot him in the right leg.

"Ahh! You bastard!" Matthew yelled as he fell to the floor.

Four uniform officers ran in and three took Matthew out as one stayed back to talk to Elliot.

"We need your statement, detective." Officer Madison.

Elliot nodded. "Hang on, I'll just get my partner and her daughter. We'll meet you down there." He said before he knocked on the bedroom door.

"Liv, it's just me. Open up." He spoke gently.

The door opened to reveal Olivia holding Laila. "Can you grab please grab her bag, El? She's scared." She whispered as she walked out of the room, rubbing Laila's back.

"Sure." He replied before grabbing the bag.

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Forty-five minutes later, Elliot was giving his statement at the local police station. Olivia was sitting beside him with Laila on her lap, busy colouring in a picture of a flower.

"So what happened this morning?" Officer Madison asked.

"Matthew Weaver started banging on the front door at 6:03. I told Olivia to take Laila in to the bedroom and lock the door."

"What happened next?"

"Matthew eventually kicked the door open and was headed to the bedroom. I kept telling him to stop or I'd have to shoot him but he didn't listen. I had to protect Olivia and Laila." Elliot explained.

Officer Madison nodded and then turned to Olivia. "What did you see?"

Olivia looked up from watching Laila colouring. "I didn't see anything. I was in the bedroom protecting Laila."

Officer Madison nodded again. "I don't see any reason to hold you so you are free to go."

Elliot got up before taking Laila off Olivia's lap so she could get up.

"Uncle El?" Laila looked up at Elliot's face as they stepped in to the elevator.

"Yes, La-La?" Elliot asked, looking at Laila.

"Hungry."

Elliot nodded. "Ok, you'll have to ask Mommy where we can go to have breakfast." Elliot replied as they walked out of the precinct.

Olivia opened the back passenger door of her car and Elliot put Laila in her car seat.

"Mommy?" Laila asked as Elliot buckled her in.

"Yes baby?"

"Hungry."

"Ok, baby. Let's go get some breakfast. You want to drive, El?" Olivia said and passed her car keys to Elliot after he closed the back passenger door.

"Ok. Let's go." Elliot replied as he and Olivia got in to the car.