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Chapter 5: 2nd Date Part 2: Heartache

"That was the best lasagna I ever had." Olivia praised as she wiped her face with a napkin.

Elliot smiled. "I'm glad you liked it." Getting up, he cleared the table of their dirty dishes and put the leftover lasagna in the fridge for another day. "Movie time." He announced as he helped her out of her chair and led her towards the living room.

"What no popcorn?" Olivia asked as she sat on the couch.

"We just ate dinner and you're still hungry?" Elliot questioned quirking an eyebrow, sitting down himself as well.

"Well you can't watch a movie without popcorn." Olivia answered smiling.

"Geez woman you're so needy." Elliot joked smiling as he got off the couch. He was rewarded with Olivia sticking her tongue out at him. Laughing whole-heartedly he replied. "Real mature Liv."

"I thought so." She agreed.

"Here, why don't you search for a movie on demand while I go heat us up some popcorn." He suggested handing her the TV remote.

Olivia relaxed on the couch as she flipped through the channels searching for a movie. "Don't forget about drinks." She yelled out and received a chuckle in return.

A few minutes later Elliot returned with the popcorn in one hand and two cans of soda in the other. He sat down on the couch as he handed her a pop. "Here you go mi-lady."

"What, no ice?" Olivia asked gesturing towards the drinks. Sighing Elliot started to get back up. "El, I'm only joking." She replied smiling at him. "I'm not that high maintenance."

"You could have fooled me." He teased sitting back down and getting comfortable. "So what are we watching?"

"The Holiday."

"A chick flick?"

"Yup." She grinned at him shoving some popcorn in her mouth.

Elliot laughed. "That was real cute Liv." He teased placing an arm around her as she cuddled herself into his chest.

"Shh the movie is starting." Olivia hushed him watching the opening credits.

As the movie played Elliot couldn't help but steal glances at Olivia. She was so enthralled by the movie that Elliot was sure she didn't even realize he was staring at her. "You're staring mighty hard at the screen." Elliot commented.

"Well that's because Jude Law is mighty sexy. How can you not want to stare at a man that looks like that especially with that accent?" Olivia replied never taking her eyes off the screen.

"I'm starting to feel like the third wheel here. Should I leave so the two of you can be alone?" Elliot teased starting to remove his arm from around her shoulders.

"No." She replied holding his arm in place so that he couldn't retrieve it. She enjoyed the closed proximity they had going on. "You're the one that I want to be with."

"Glad to know." Elliot smiled running his hand through her hair.

"Mmmm that feels amazing." Olivia mumbled dropping her head to his shoulder.

Elliot chuckled as he continued his ministration. "Tired?" He whispered watching her eyes close even though the movie continued to play. She simply nodded her head as her eyes opened and stared at the TV screen in front of her. Elliot's phone started to ring causing Olivia to prop herself up so he could reach into his pocket and answer it. "Hello." Elliot answered.

"Dad?"

"Hey champ what's wrong?" Elliot greeted his son as he sat up on the couch more alert.

"Can you come pick me up?" Dickie sniffled into the receiver.

"Dickie what's the matter?"

"Please dad." Dickie replied.

"Ok I'll be there shortly." Elliot stated hanging up.

"Everything ok?" Olivia asked concerned.

"No something is wrong with Dickie but he didn't tell me what. Now I have to go pick him up which means we have to cut our date short." He replied standing up.

"El it's ok really. I understand. Your son comes first."

"You're amazing you know that?" He stated pulling Olivia off the couch and encircling her in his arms.

"So I've been told." She smiled leaning up to kiss him.

"Come with me?" Elliot begged.

"El-"

"Liv please." He interrupted her. "I swear if Mike did anything to my son I'm going to kill him." Elliot announced sternly.

"Hey ok, I'll come with you. Just stay calm."

"Thank you." Elliot replied calming down a little bit, but still on edge. "I'm going to grab my things and then well go." Placing a delicate kiss on her lips he retreated to his bedroom to grab his things. As Elliot did that, Olivia threw her coat on and started to clean up the mess they made with the popcorn and pop cans. Soon Elliot was back. "Ready?" Elliot asked grabbing his keys off the table.

"Yeah." She replied following Elliot out of the house. Soon they were both in the car and on their way to pick up Dickie. Olivia couldn't help but notice the way Elliot's jaw was stern and his hands kept clenching the steering wheel.

"Elliot, try to calm down."

"I am, but it is really hard." Elliot replied taking deep breaths. "He was crying Liv. Dickie never cries unless something is really wrong."

"He'll be okay." Olivia replied putting a hand on his shoulder to try and comfort him.

The rest of the ride was driven in silence. Elliot pulled the car into the driveway and shut off the engine. "Come inside with me?" He asked turning to face Olivia. She nodded her head and they both exited the car. Elliot grabbed her hand as they walked onto the porch. Elliot knocked on the door. He heard shuffling from the other side and waited for it to open to reveal Kathy.

"Elliot what are you doing here?" Kathy asked gazing at Elliot and then her attention turned to Olivia, giving her a glare.

"My son called me." Elliot replied ignoring the look Kathy was giving to Olivia. "Where is he?"

"Dickie called you? What did he say?" Kathy inquired crossing her arms and staring Elliot down.

"Just that he wanted to come home. He was crying; what did you do to him?" Elliot glared at her.

"I can't believe he called you! They were just having a little fun and he ended up hitting his head and he ran away crying?"

"Did Mike touch him?" Elliot questioned pushing his way through the door entering the house. Olivia attached to his hand so she was trailing behind "Dickie!" Elliot yelled through the house. He spotted Mike sitting at the kitchen table. "Did you touch my fucking son?" Elliot questioned harshly grabbing Mike out of the chair and making him stand to his full height which was only an inch or two higher than Elliot.

"I only shoved him a little and he ended up hitting his head on the coffee table. So there was a little blood, big whoop." Mike gruffly said not really caring.

"You son-ov-a-bitch." Elliot replied before he landed a punch swiftly at Mike's face. His fist connected with Mike's nose and Elliot was sure he heard a crack as Mike fell to the floor.

"Motherfucker!" Mike complained clutching his nose as blood oozed through his fingers.

Elliot was about to swing again, but Olivia touched his arm to get his attention. "El." Olivia whispered looking up to draw his attention to his son standing in the doorway.

Elliot heaved a puff, trying to control his breathing as he stared at his son.

"Elliot! Get the hell out of my house!" Kathy shouted pushing him away from Mike as she grabbed some tissues to help him with his nose.

"Kathy, why the hell are you with this piece of scum? I don't want him around Dickie." Elliot announced.

"Then get Dickie the hell out of here."

"You can't be serious? You're picking this douche bag over your son?" Elliot questioned applaud, and staring at her like she was crazy. "He's your son."

"I don't care. Get him and leave." Kathy replied cocking her head to the door.

"Dad?" Dickie said, his voice slightly wobbling.

"Hey champ. Do you have your things together?" Elliot asked speaking calmly to his son. Dickie nodded. "Ok, go get your things so that we can leave." Elliot watched as his son rushed off to grab his belongings. "Why don't you want him Kathy?" Elliot inquired staring at Kathy with unshed tears in his eyes. He couldn't possibly understand why she didn't want her own son, especially someone as amazing as Dickie.

"I never wanted to be a mother, you know that." Kathy replied as Dickie came back with his stuff.

Elliot only shook his head speechless.

"Dad, I'm ready."

"Liv can you carry his suitcase while I carry him?" Olivia nodded her head as she picked up the suitcase. Elliot crouched down to his son's level to examine Dickie's cut. He had a cut right above his eyebrow. Most of the blood seemed to be gone and the cut didn't seem that deep thankfully. "Come on bud." Elliot said picking up his son and carrying him out the house with Olivia right behind him. He popped the truck for Olivia while he placed his son in the backseat and buckled him up.

Elliot and Olivia both hopped into the car before they sped off. The car was quiet for a few minutes before Dickie broke the silence. "Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"Why doesn't mom love me?" Dickie asked looking at his father as his tears fell out of his blue eyes.

Elliot glanced at his son in the rearview mirror to see tears streaming down his heartbroken face and couldn't help but let a few tears leak from his blue eyes as well. "I don't know champ, I don't know." Elliot replied quietly staring at the road in front of him.

"El…" Olivia quietly said gently touching his bruised hand that rested on the stick.

Looking at her, Elliot offered a small smile but didn't say anything not in the mood to talk. Olivia must have picked up on that because she remained quiet. Elliot picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles to show her that he was glad for her support. The car remained silent. The only noise that could be heard was the sound of the rain and the windshield wipers, along with the car's engine.

Pulling up at his home at around 11: 30 at night, Elliot put the car in parked. He grabbed his sleeping son from the backseat and headed up the stairs of the porch. He opened the door and let Olivia pass as he went upstairs to put his son in his bed. Olivia placed the suitcase by the door as she waited for Elliot to come back down the stairs.

"Hey." Elliot replied descending down from the stairs.

"Hey yourself." Olivia replied giving him a small smile.

"I'm sorry about today."

"It's ok."

"How's your hand?" Olivia asked staring at his red knuckles that clearly hand a bruise around.

"Throbbing."

"You should put some ice on that."

"I'm ok. You know this is the second time that I promised you a movie and we didn't get to watch it."

"I'm aware of that. You'll just have to make it up to me."

Elliot smiled cupping her face as he leaned down and captured her lips between his. The kiss was the gentlest kiss Olivia ever received from him. She figured it was because he was very vulnerable right now. He gently bit her lip, prodding her mouth open. He slowly swept his tongue in keeping the kiss slow and delicate. Breaking the kiss he stared at her eyes. "Do you work tomorrow?"

"No." She whispered.

"Stay? Please?" Elliot questioned sensing some hesitation from her. "Nothing's going to happen. I'm not in any emotional state to make love to you, but I would very much like to hold you for the night."

"Okay." Olivia answered sensing the vulnerability that rolled off him. She figured that Elliot wasn't one to show his vulnerable side and this was him opening up to her.

Elliot locked the door behind her and led her to his bedroom. He searched for some comfortable clothes for her to sleep in and settled on a t-shirt and some of his sweats. He changed in to his pajamas before lowing the comforter for her to climb in and then himself as well. He rested his head on her stomach before sobs started to wrack his body. "Liv…" He whispered clutching her tighter.

"Shh, I know El." Olivia replied running her fingers through his short cropped hair. She let him cry in her arms knowing that he was crying for the heartache that Dickie had for not having the love of his mother.

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