When she woke the next morning she realized that her final encounter with Elliot was actually haunting her. After getting dressed for work and eating a light breakfast, because everyone needs some breakfast to have energy to chase perps, Olivia decided that she felt funny. Although she was feeling funny for the last week she still couldn't really pinpoint what it was, but her skin felt all tingly and warm. She dismissed it as a probable reaction to hormones, but it wasn't the right time of month.
She soon shook off the feeling and decided to proceed onto work. She arrived at the squad room right on time at 8:00 sharp and had found that her new partner had already set up her desk where Elliot's things had once been. The day was as slow as molasses and Olivia just keep feeling sicker and sicker but the hour. Taking a few deep breaths until she felt the nausiousness subside, she glanced across the darkened squad room at her partner. Kyra was reading a case file that she had pulled from the file room over an hour ago. She was taking extensive notes from it. Olivia couldn't see what the file was about but knew that the file looked like it hadn't been touched for years. It took Olivia a while to realize that she in fact did know what case Kyra was looking at, it was one Olivia knew very well, her mother's.
"Kyra?" Olivia said quietly but loud enough for Kyra to hear.
"Kyra," Olivia said just a hint louder. Again when there was no response Olivia decided to say it one more time and knock on the desk in font of her.
"Kyra!"
"huh?" said Kyra in her southern ascent, acting like it was overly loud just to get her attention.
"What are you reading? It looks so familiar." Olivia looked at Kyra like she had no idea what it was.
Kyra's face grew warm "Oh, Umm, it's my way to get to know you without you having to tell me about it first hand."
"OK," Becoming annoyed already, " next time, ask and Not go behind my back. That is what you are to be protecting, remember."
Kyra answered is a small "alright" and went on with her writing.
Later that afternoon, The squad room was quiet, Olivia and Kyra were the only ones left there, while everyone else were at dinner or had left for the day. Suddenly Olivia swore that she heard HIS voice ringing out form nowhere.
"What," she whispered, but was let down. She turned back to her papers and noticed that all she could only think of Elliot . She sighed and rested her chin on her hands, looking over the desk at Kyra. "I think I'm going to call it a night."
She glanced up again and nodded. "Okay. You've been at this since this morning without a real break. Did you even have dinner?" Kyra asked
"No," Liv admitted, "But I'm not really hungry."
"Come over to my place for coffee," she offered. Olivia thought that she should go so she could see how her partner lived, she surrendered.
"All right. But decaf only. I don't want to miss the few hours of sleep I normally get," she grinned. Kyra began packing up he things.
Olivia decided to follow Kyra in her own car so they didn't have to worry about how to get home. Once Kyra pulled off to the side of the road in front of a luscious apartment building. Olivia couldn't believe her eyes, Kyra lived in a great apartment for a cop's salary!
She made it upstairs and Kyra unlocked the door; She told Olivia to sit down while she went to the kitchen to make coffee. While Kyra was in her kitchen, Olivia got a chance to look around the large apartment.
"Wow, I didn't know you had such a great apartment," she observed, looking out the window at the billions of tiny lights sparkling in the city skyline.
"Yeah. It's really something, it cost me a ton but I thought it was well worth it," she agreed from the kitchen. Kyra poured the coffee, then joined Olivia, setting her cup on the coffee table. Olivia took a sip from hers, then set it down as well.
Olivia then started to think about their first day as partners and remembered the file on her mom. "So why did you have my mother's file today?"
"Well, I told you that I wanted to know more about you without you having to go through the pain."
"I really would have felt better if you would have just asked.. if you really want to know…"
After a hour of talking about her life, Olivia finally felt her exhaustion knocking at her door. "I think that I'm going to head home and get some rest, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Alright, tomorrow then."
Olivia finally made it into her bed, she was relived and stressed at the same time. She knew that once her head hit the pillow she was going to have dreams about him again, she always did. Finally she managed to drift off into dreamland.
b*DREAM /b
i "Liv." He whispered after his breathing had slowed. "God, Liv. I never meant to do that." Her right hand, which had been resting on his chest, pulled away. Her head lifted as she tried uselessly to read his expression in the darkness. She didn't know what he meant. "I mean, I'm not sorry, for that but, I'm sorry for having to leave you," he added.
"Well, I can't change you decision, now, can I?" she sadly, "I just can't believe your leaving New York for good ." He wrapped his arms around her then and eventually they fell asleep. /i
b *Dream End /b
Olivia awoke feeling worse than she had for the last week. Suddenly she had to run to the bathroom and threw up everything in her stomach, not that there was anything but acid.
Olivia walked into the precinct a later in morning than usual, after getting over the surprise and shock of being so sick. She shot a guilty glance at the Captain, remembering her promise to not be late again.
"Benson?" he asked when she had put away her scarf and jacket, motioning her into his office. Olivia walked into his office and leaned against the window frame. "Have a seat," offered Cragen. Olivia sat down and looked the Captain in the eye. She started to talk before he had even had a chance to opened his mouth.
"I was late this morning because I got sick. I had to clean up and change and get over here. I'm sorry." The Captain looked her straight in the eye and she looked back. He turned his head away and waved his hand saying, "Olivia if you are sick when will you learn to take a day off and get better?"
"Thanks cap, I'll remember that next time." She got up and left the office, closing the door behind her. She walked over to her desk and sat down, making sure that the trash can was near. Kyra was sitting in her chair across the desks from where she sat. "Morning," Olivia said softly. Kyra smiled back and rooted through the clutter on her desk, as if she was looking for something. It was amazing how much stuff Kyra accumulated over one night.
"Can I help you with anything?" asked Olivia, still a little nauseous.
Kyra looked at Olivia and replied, "No thanks, I found it. We should go look into the teachers of the victim, up for a trip back to high school? Maybe even some of her friends will know something, or someone else at school." Kyra smiled faintly. They grabbed their coats and walked out of the building into the crisp autumn air. They got into the sedan and drove to the school that Olivia knew all too well because it was the one that Kathleen, Maureen and the twins had attended. When they walked into the school they were greeted by the sound of students running to make their classes. Olivia and Kyra went to the high school's office and they decided to start with questioning the principle. They spent some time talking to the man who introduced himself as Mr. Kosnick. He took them to the victim's 1st period class teacher who escorted them to an empty classroom so they could chat. Mr. Kosnick then departed and found some of Leah's closest friends who might be able to tell the detectives valuable information. Leah's teacher, Mr. Reash had been shocked to learn of the girl's pregnancy, just 2 days before her death.
"It was all such a shock," he said, a tear forming in the corner of one eye, "She was one of the best students, polite, passionate about her work, excelled in anything and everything she tried. An all around active student." Mr. Reash turned away as Mr. Kosnick returned and Olivia took a moment to look around the classroom. She'd learned first hand that sometimes some people really needed to have something spelled out for them before they understood something. She'd always thought she was pretty good at reading between the lines. As Mr. Reash left the room, she was surprised when she realized something very important when she glanced at the black board. On it, was written in a choppy hand,
'Reproduction happens when the sperm and ovum meet, which in called fertilization. This takes place during and after sexual intercourse between a male and a female. The sperm can survive up to 7 days in the female, making time of conception hard to know. When fertilization is successful a embryo is formed. A embryo is a baby in an early stage.'
Olivia gasped and turned away. Kyra and Mr. Kosnick looked up; Mr. Kosnick realized what she had seen first.
"Yes, it's sad. We were studying reproduction in our ninth grade health class. Maybe if he'd considered the consequences more carefully," he paused and looked away. Kyra, then, had been reading the board. She looked at Olivia and made a funny face at Olivia but she seemed not to notice.
Kyra extended his hand, "Well, Mr. Kosnick, thank you, thank you very much, we'll be in touch if we need any more information, the same goes for you. If you remember anything please, don't hesitate to give us a call." Olivia shook the teacher's hand and followed Kyra out of the classroom. They walked up to the Conference room in silence. When they knocked on the door and Mr. Reash answered it quickly having went to check on the kids when Mr. Kosnick came back to the classroom.
"I have 5 of her best friends," he started, motioning over his shoulder to the teenagers sitting at a table in the middle of the room.
The detectives nodded, "I'll take 3 and you can take 2." offered Olivia. Kyra nodded and they went into the room.
Once the interviews from hell got them nowhere, Olivia and Kyra decided to call it a day so they drove back to the station, finished up some paperwork and went their separate ways. Olivia walked into her apartment and closed the door after she sat down the grocery bag on the table. She decided to stopped at the grocery store on her way home and picked up some food and other little things. Among them was a small box. She put the food away and took the pink box into the bathroom. Once she gathered the nerve to take the test, she opened the pregnancy test and sighed as she read the instructions. Olivia sat on the side of the bathtub, waiting for the alarm on her watch to sound. She was nervous and scared. she noticed that the day had been more emotional and had been having weird cravings. The beeping sound from her watch startled her enough from her thoughts that she jumped slightly. Taking in a deep breath she got up and held it, closing her eyes and taking the test into her hand. Letting out the breath she opens her eyes and reads the test before her.
"Positive" she whispers to herself, she sank down to the floor and hung her head between her knees. She cried until she fell asleep.
b *DREAM /b
i When Olivia opened her eyes, morning light was pouring through the window, spilling over the bed while his alarm clock was blaring loudly.
"Time to get back to reality," she muttered as Elliot stretched across the bed to shut it off.
For a few minutes, she laid on her stomach, blinking away her sleep, while her upper torso was supported by her elbows, then she looked over at Elliot.
'I slept with Elliot, again.' Just thinking about it made her feel tingly all over.
His eyes were closed, but he wasn't asleep.
'I just slept with Elliot Stabler.'
He was lying sprawled with the sheet pulled up to his waist. She took a moment to admire the muscles in his arm. Then her gaze moved appreciatively over the width of his shoulders, his broad chest, and what she could see of his abdomen. She expected to find by now that he was looking at her with the same interest she was according him, but he was not. His eyes were still closed.
"Sleep well?" he said heavily, opening his eyes and meeting her eyes.
His gaze swept down her body. His eyes met hers again after he had finished looking, and he smiled sweetly at her, as if he was a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Last night, was amazing, did I tell you how beautiful you are?"
She shook her head. "I'm built like a ten year old."
"I've been and raised 4 ten year olds, so I can tell you you're not. You're one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my lifetime," he said, leaning sideways to kiss her. She broke the kiss after a moment and got up to try to locate her cloths.
"I need to get to the station," she said, pulling on her cloths. He began to get dressed, too, trying to forget the fact that this was the last time he was going to see Olivia. He was leaving that night, and he couldn't ever see her for a very long time, if that. /i
b *END DREAM /b