Chapter 2-My Boys

*Olivia's POV*

We crossed the street and entered the
hospital. A few minutes later, I heard him crying. My heart broke. There was a
sound sadness and pain in his cries. We finally got into the room and he reached
his arms out toward me, begging me to pick him up. I melted at his request and
quickly scooped him up into my arms, kissing the crown of his head and inhaling
his sweet scent. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Elliot smiling. This, I
thought, is true happiness.

*Elliot's POV*

She was a mom. And a damn good
one at that. I always knew she'd make an amazing mother. The way she worked with
kids on the job never ceased to amaze me. She is amazing. She doesn't know it
yet, but Kathy and I got divorced the summer after the shooting. She told me
that she couldn't be with a man who could shoot a 12 year old girl, much less
trust her kids with him. I don't blame her. What I did was awful. But it was
necessary. I took an oath to protect the people and that's exactly what I did.
As for Kathy and I, our marriage was over long before we filed for divorce.
Hell, it was over before she got pregnant with Eli, but we stayed together for
his benefit. Now, however, it was in his best interest that we were happy apart,
rather than miserable together. And hey, I've been in love with Liv since the
day I laid eyes on her. Now, maybe I could act on those feelings. My thoughts
were interrupted by the sound of her sweet voice.

"Do you want to hold
him?", she asked.

My face lit up. "Absolutely," I responded.

She handed
him over and the second he entered my arms, I melted. This little boy, I
thought, would someday be my son. I smiled at the thought, hoping she was
thinking the same thing.

*Olivia's POV*

The way they bonded amazed me. God
I love both of them so much. Surely, Noah was my first priority but I needed to
talk to El. I needed to know we were on the same page.

"Hey, El?" I asked him
softly.

"Hey.", he smiled back.

"I think we should talk. Yanno, catch up?
Re-acquaint ourselves."

"I couldn't agree more," he replied. "What do you say
I take you out to dinner tonight?"

I blushed at the idea. "I'd love that," I
said.

"Okay great. Well, go home and get ready. Dress nice. I'm taking you
somewhere special."

Special. Elliot. Olivia. Going on our first date. Or at
least I hope it's a date. Maybe I should verify that.

"Okay. Where should I
meet you?", I asked, acting oblivious to his intentions.

"I'll pick you up at
your place at 7," he smiled.

Usually I would break the ice and be more
straightforward about dating. I'd say something like "so this is a date, right?"
But something about the flirting that was going on between us really turned me
on. And the way he interacted with Noah. That really turned me on too. We were
almost playing a game. Both of us were playing hard to get, even though we both
knew that either one could easily get the other.

"Okay," I smiled. I
proceeded to grab Noah from him and kiss his head. I then placed him back in his
crib and said "Good night, sweet boy. I love you so much. Be good. Mommy will be
back tomorrow."

As I walked out of the doorway, I heard Elliot whisper,
"Good night buddy. Thanks for putting a smile back on your mommy's face."

Damn he was good. He knew he had to win over Noah to get to me. After all,
Noah is the man that rules my heart. But those two would have no problems
getting along. He rubbed Noah's head, ruffling his hair and bid him farewell.

Elliot walked out of the doorway and grabbed my hand. Our fingers
intertwined and fit perfectly, as though our hands were made to fit together. We
both smiled. This was perfect. We were perfect.