A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I hate when real life gets in the way. Thanks for all the great reviews!

This chapter may seem a little OOC, but the way I see it, first off if I could write totally in character I would work for the show, plus we don't really know if it's OOC because Liv and Elliot have never dated on the show. What that run on sentence was trying to say was if you don't like things OOC, don't say I didn't warn you :)

Chapter Nine

"How was your dinner in the city?" Robert asked as Elliot and Olivia returned to the compound.

"It was wonderful." Olivia smiled. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome my dear." Robert said. "How do you ever say no to your wife when she smiles Elliot?"

"I don't." Elliot said. He laughed when he noticed Olivia was yet again blushing. This was getting too easy.

"There's my favourite couple!" Eleanor said coming to join her husband. "How long after we were married did we stop holding hands Robert?"

Olivia looked down and was surprised to see she was holding Elliot's hand. He gave it a slight squeeze and smiled at her.

"Oh, I don't know." Robert sighed. "After the honeymoon?"

"Always the kidder." Eleanor laughed. "Don't let us stop you, on with your evening kids."

"Goodnight."

"Oh. Olivia, I almost forgot, Robyn Pearsons will be arriving tomorrow. I'd really like you to meet with her."

"Oh. Okay."

"A small group of members are returning form a trip to Mexico. We can live vicariously, as they tell us about doing nothing but laying on a beach for a week."

"Sounds wonderful."

"And you can meet Robyn's husband Elliot. I'm sure you're growing tired of all us old men."

"Nonsense. We'll see you in the morning."

"I think Robyn will help Olivia." Eleanor said as she watched the couple walk away. "They're very alike."

"Good, good. When will Olivia see Dr. White?"

"Tomorrow afternoon. We're going to get that girl a baby."

"I hate this." Olivia said kicking her shoes off. "I can't not like them."

"I know. But we can't let people break the law just because they're nice."

"I know that." Olivia snapped.

"I know you do." Elliot said taking a few steps back. "I wasn't implying you didn't. I was reminding myself."

Olivia exhaled slowly, running her hand through her hair. "I didn't mean to snap at you. I guess that nap didn't cut it. I'm going to bed."

"Okay."

Elliot quickly changed while Olivia was in the bathroom. He sat down on the bed and sighed. He was going to make her talk to him. Something was bothering her, and she couldn't keep using being tired as an excuse.

"Goodnight." Olivia said quietly before turning off her light and slipping under the covers. She noticed his light was still on and he was sitting up staring at her. "What?"

"It's time to talk Liv."

"I'm tired."

"So?"

She mumbled under her breath as she sat up and turned on the light. "I know what's wrong, and you've figured it out. Why do we need to discuss it out loud?"

"Because maybe I'm being dense, but I haven't figured it out. I know this case is getting to you for some reason."

"Some reason?" Olivia asked wide eyed. "You really are dense."

"Olivia."

"I can't have children." She said quietly staring at her hands.

"Have you tried?" He put his hand up in defense, the look on her face told him she was a second away from decking him. "Hear me out."

"No. I haven't."

"Well than you don't really if you can or can't. Doctors aren't always right Liv."

"Thanks for trying El." She sighed. She became annoyed with herself when she felt the warm tear collect in her eyes. She took a deep breath forcing them away. She wasn't going to cry.

"Come here." Olivia's stomach flipped as Elliot wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him.

"I feel broken." She whispered.

"You're not broken Olivia." Elliot said gently. He brushed his thumb across her cheek, wiping away a defiant tear. There had been very few times she had shown her venerable side, and never to this extend. He knew this was fleeting, and he had to make her listen to him.

"You wouldn't understand, you have four great children. You married a whole woman."

"Liv, there are so many women who have had children, that aren't half the woman you are." He tightened his hold on her when she sighed against him. "And I do understand, more than you think. I understand because I have four great kids."

"What do you mean?" She asked softly.

"After Kathleen was born, the doctors told us Kathy couldn't get pregnant again. Dickie and Lizzie are proof doctors aren't always right."

"Yeah." Olivia sighed. She had calmed herself down, and was slightly embarrassed for breaking down in front of him. She tried moving to her side of the bed, but he kept his arm tightly around her waist. She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, not ready to give up his warmth. "Do you think you'll ever have more children?"

"I don't know. I'm loving this chapter of my life, having little adults walking around the house, but I love babies. They're so pure and innocent. At least they should be."

"I think about it all the time." Olivia sighed. She wondered if he knew how relaxing it was having him run his fingers through her hair. She wondered if he even realized he what he was doing.

"What do you think about?"

"Everything." She said with a slight laugh. "I think about my mother. I think about the job. Do I really want to bring a life into the world we see everyday? Do I even want children? I think about my age, and if I wait until I meet someone, or do I do it alone." She laughed again. "See everything."

"From what I've seen around my kids and work, I think anybody would be lucky to have you as a mother."

"Thanks."