A/N: Chapter three is here! I kind of had tears in my eyes while writing this. Please read and review. I love hearing feedback from you all :)

Three weeks later Olivia had gone through two more chemotherapy treatments. She had been feeling worse and worse. She hadn't seen her squad for two weeks and she really missed them. Olivia hadn't lost her hair yet, and she was hoping she wouldn't lose quite yet.

Over the past couple of weeks Olivia had been getting out of breathe quite easily. She hadn't mentioned it to her doctor yet, but her check up was tomorrow and Brian told she had to tell the doctor then.

Olivia woke up that morning to Brian's side of the bed empty. She heard the TV on in the living room and figured he was having his daily coffee. Olivia felt somewhat better today. It was the best she had felt in a long time. She slowly climbed out of the bed and walked into the bathroom for a shower.

As Olivia was showering and washing her hair she began to feel the water pooling around her feet. She looked down and gasped. Chunks of her hair were plugging the drain. She quickly shut the water off and jumped out of the shower. She grabbed her robe and put it on then walked over to the mirror.

She looked sick. Very sick. Her face was pale. You could see she had lost weight. And now her hair was thin. She ran both her hands through her hair and gasped; a handful of hair was in each hand. Olivia let out a sob. She didn't realize that losing her hair would be that hard.

She heard a knock on the door. "Liv? Are you okay? I thought I heard crying."

Olivia couldn't answer. She let out another sob.

Brian opened the door and walked over to Olivia. "What's wrong?"

Olivia lifted her hands and opened them; revealing her hair.

Brian frowned and looked at Olivia.

"Bri can you get your hair clippers?" Olivia held back her tears as best she could.

Brian nodded and slowly walked out of the room. He re-entered carrying a shopping bag and the electric hair clippers.

Olivia plugged in the hair clippers and faced the mirror. She hand Brian the clippers and nodded. Brian took a deep breath and began to shave Olivia's head. Olivia sadly watched as her hair fell to the ground around her. It's just hair. It's just hair. It'll grow back. No matter how many times she told herself that it didn't make it any easier.

When Brian finished he set the clippers on the cupboard and watched sadly as Olivia took in her new appearance.

Olivia cautiously reached up and touched her head. She took a deep breath. She now looked like she had cancer. And she hated it.

Seeing the sadness in Olivia's eyes, Brian reached for the shopping bag. "Liv, during your last treatment I bought this for you." He opened the bag and pulled out a teal blue scarf.

Olivia sadly smiled. "Thank you."

Brian handed the scarf to her and tied to around her head. She was still insecure about not having hair, but it showed that she was a fighter. And that is what she would do. Fight.

A few hours later Olivia laid on the couch watching TV while Brian was out getting groceries. Olivia was just about to fall asleep when her cell phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey Liv, it's Cragen."

"Hey."

"I just wanted to see how you are?"

"I feel better today than I have for a while."

"That's good! Do you feel up to visitors?"

"Yes actually. Why don't you all come by tonight?"

"We will for sure. See you tonight Olivia."

"See you." Olivia hung up the phone and soon fell asleep.

Olivia woke up to the sound of Brian in the kitchen. Olivia was to weak to stand, but she wanted to know what he was doing. She slowly pulled herself to her feet, out of breath once she was on her feet.

Brian saw Olivia trying to catch her breath and he ran over to her. "Olivia lay back down. You need rest."

Olivia nodded while coughing. "Cragen and the squad are coming over tonight."

Brian nodded. "Sounds good. Do you feel up to eating tonight? I made soup."

Olivia thought about it and then nodded. "Just a little bit though."

Brian nodded and went to get Olivia her soup. He came back and helped her sit up to eat it. Olivia's hands were shaky, so Brian held the bowl while she ate. Olivia ate almost the whole bowl and pushed it away. Brian put the bowl on the side table and helped Olivia lay back down.

"Brian I'm really cold." Olivia began shivering.

Brian walked into their spare bedroom and grabbed a fluffy blanket for her. He re-entered and covered her with it, making sure she was warm. She nodded once she was comfortable and he walked into the kitchen to do the dishes.

An hour later there was a knock on their front door. Brian opened it and greeted Cragen, Amanda, Fin and Nick. They all said hello and entered the Cassidy apartment.

"Where's Liv?" Amanda asked.

"She's on the couch. She was napping, but she might be awake now."

They all followed Brian into the living room. Olivia was just waking up as they entered.

"Hey guys." Olivia's voice was raspy.

They all looked at Olivia sadly. Last time they saw her she looked much healthier. She hadn't shaved her head last time they saw her. She wasn't pale and thin the last time they visited.

"I know your all thinking it. I shaved my head this morning. It just kept falling out."

They all nodded. They knew it would happen at some point.

"Tomorrow is your check up?" Nick sat on the coffee table in front of Olivia and took her hand.

"Yeah. I hope all is going well."

Olivia started breathing heavily and began having a coughing fit. She couldn't really catch her breath.

Brian quickly got Olivia some water and brought it to her. He helped her sit up and drink the water. When she was finished he helped her lay back down.

Not wanting to talk about what had just happened, Olivia asked how things in SVU were going. They all talked for a while, like no one was sick. Olivia was grateful for that.

The next morning Olivia and Brian sat in the doctor's office waiting for him to enter with Olivia's progress report. He entered and said hello to Olivia and Brian.

"So you have had three rounds of chemotherapy."

Olivia nodded.

The doctor looked down then looked up, trying to make eye contact with Olivia. "Well, the results we got back today are not what we had been hoping for."