Brian saw Elliot slowly approaching Olivia so he picked up his pace and made it to her before Elliot did. He picked up Ella's car seat which held the sleeping baby then reached from Olivia's hand.

"Liv, what do you say, how about I get you girls home."

Olivia smiled grateful that he had just gotten her out that situation. She grabbed Brian's hand and walked away with him and Ella. As they walked down the court steps, she could have sworn she heard her name being called but didn't recognize the voice.

"Liv, Liv, Olivia wait up."

Olivia turned to see Maureen and Kathleen running after her; so she stopped and waited for them.

"Hey Liv, what mom did was horrible, especially after how helpful you were when I was in trouble."

"Yeah Liv, Kathleen is right she shouldn't have done that. We want to meet up with you sometime is that alright?"

"Of course girls come here." She took them in her embrace. They exchanged numbers and then went in their separate directions.

Olivia caught up to Brian who was getting Ella settled in the car. It was a short ride back to Olivia's apartment as Brian began to pull in, she said,

"Can we go to your place, for a while? I see Sandra and Elliot's cars; they must have come back here."

"Sure, whatever you want to do. Do you have enough formula for the baby?"

"Probably not."

"Okay, give me your keys, I'll run up and grab formula, diapers, a change of clothes for you and whatever else I see that you girls might need."

"Thanks, Brian."

Back up in Elliot's new apartment, Sandra was helping him assemble the twin's new bedroom furniture. Elliot was still in a state of shock from the trial; he knew he felt a connection with Ella the two times he met her but never in his wildest dreams did he think she was his daughter. Daughter; he still couldn't believe it. What he couldn't believe even more was that he had a daughter with Olivia. Olivia. He really should go see her and try to talk to her. He really missed her, more then she could ever possibly know. At one point, he felt as if she had been his entire world; his world had diminished when she left. He knew he would be able to stop thinking about them; so he decided he was going to go downstairs and see if she would talk to him. He had tried to talk to her at the court building but Brian had gotten her out of there, as soon as he had seen Elliot.

"Sandra, do you mind if I go downstairs real quick and see if I can get Olivia to talk to me?"

"No, go right ahead I'll stay up here with the twins"—Sandra smiled at him, "Good luck."

"Thank you."

As he walked out of his new apartment, he thought about what he should say to her. It had to sound real and deep, from the heart; he didn't want to lose her again, he couldn't. So as he walked down the steps to the second floor, he rehearsed what he was going to say in his head.

Liv, I really messed us up. I thought I was protecting you by saying what we did that night was a mistake. It killed me to say that, I had to hold back the tears so you wouldn't see me cry and how painful it was for me to let you go. I just I wish I had known that you felt the same, I wouldn't have pushed you away like that. I love you.

He loved her. He had never even let the thought cross his mind, but now that he had he knew it was the truth. He loved her with every fiber of his being; he had never loved someone as much as he loved her. He reached her door and knocked gently, just incase Ella was sleeping, but loud enough that it would be heard. He stood there anxiously waiting for her to answer the door, but once again Brian answered; his arms filled with bags of diapers, formula, and clothes.

"Is Olivia here? I would really like to talk to her."

"No, she's not. I think she would rather that you not contact her. If she wants to talk to you, I'm sure she knows how to get in touch with you. I have to go now."

Brian walked out of Olivia's apartment and shut the door behind him, leaving Elliot standing there speechless. He walked down the stairs, out the main entrance and packed all the bags into the car; where he found Olivia in the back with Ella. Meanwhile, Elliot was still standing at Olivia's apartment door; thinking about all the what-ifs. He shook his head as if to clear his mind, then head back up the steps to his place.

Sandra could see the disappointment written all over Elliot's face, as he walked through the door.

"I'm sorry, it went that bad El?"

"She wasn't there, her boyfriend Brian or whatever he is. He sure gave me a mouth full to stay away from her and that if she wanted to talk to me that she would get in contact with me."

"I'm really sorry El. Good news is I found some great babysitters for you to interview. They'll be over in a little while for you to interview; there are a total of four girls, Hanna, Emma, Alex and Samantha."

"Okay, I'm going to go see what the twins want for dinner; I'm probably going to have to do some more food shopping."

Sandra smiled softly at him and said, "Okay, I'm going to keep trying to put this furniture together."

Sandra felt very bad for Elliot, she couldn't imagine what he was going through. The woman he seemed to have loved at one point or still loved hid their child from him, what kind of person does that? Just when she thought everything might be turning around for Elliot, everything started to fall apart.

It had been three days since Olivia had been back to her apartment. When she woke up Thursday morning she knew that she and Ella had to go back home today. She had to stop hiding from her fears and most importantly from Elliot. She went and picked up Ella from her pack and play, the baby was lying there contently, Brian must have changed and fed her before he got in the shower. She walked into the room she was staying in and placed Ella on the bed. She turned around and closed the door, then changed into a clean pair of jeans and t-shirt. She picked up Ella and wandered into the living room where she found Brian sitting on one of the couches, reading the morning paper. Olivia walked over and plopped down next to Brian on the couch, cradling Ella in her arms. She leaned over, placed her head on his shoulder and looked up at him.

"I think we have to go home today, I can't keep hiding out here."

"I know and I think you better go home, you really need to talk to Elliot."

"You want to pack up Ella's pack and play and the rest of her stuff that's out here and put in your car, while I get the stuff in the guest room together?"

"Sure."

By Thursday, Elliot had gotten a schedule down for him and the twins. He'd get them up in the morning and have breakfast ready, drop them off at camp on the way to work, Samantha their new sitter would pick them up at camp and bring them back to the apartment where she stayed with them until he got home. Somehow he didn't think taking care of them on his own would be as easy as it had been.

"Dickie! Lizzie! Hurry up we have to leave in ten minutes, camp starts at eight o'clock!"

"Dad, you didn't have to yell we've been doing the same thing since Tuesday. Dickie's trying to find his shoes."

"Lizzie, can you go and tell him that they are by the door?"

"DICKIE! YOUR SHOES ARE BY THE DOOR!"—screamed Lizzie.

"Elizabeth Stabler! If I wanted to yell across the apartment, I could have done that myself!"

"How did my shoes get by the front door?"—Dickie asked as he stumbled away from the door, trying to put his other shoe on.

Elliot laughed at Dickie as he stumbled around, that kid never slowed down long enough to even put on a pair of shoes.

"Guys, go get your stuff for camp, then we'll head down to the car."

By ten to eight, Olivia was back in her apartment; all the contents that filled Brian's car now filled her living room. Olivia picked Ella up out of her car seat and put the baby is her favorite swing, where she fell asleep. Olivia thought as along as the baby was asleep she had a few minutes to jump in the shower.

By three o'clock, Olivia had managed to separate their clean stuff from their dirty stuff and put everything else away. She even managed to get in a few loads of laundry and only had to stop a few times to change and feed Ella. Olivia decided since it was such a nice day out there was no reason she couldn't take Ella to the park. So she lifted the baby out of her swing to go get her ready.

"Oh come here little girl, Mommy's going to take you to the park."

Olivia packed a diaper bag and got Ella settled in her car seat. She was just about to leave when she heard a knock on the front door. She opened the door to see a teenager with Elliot twins, standing in front of her.

"Hi, I'm Samantha. I watch Elliot Stabler's two children up on the third floor. My family just called, there's an emergency and I have to go. I can't get in touch with Elliot but I left a message telling him I'd find someone for the kids to stay with. You wouldn't be able to watch them, would you?"

Olivia stood there trying to take in everything the young girl had just said. She stood there with a blank look on her face.

"Well can you please?"

"Yeah, umm sure. Come on kids, come on in. How about you bring down their stuff, bring an extra change of clothes and pajamas. Oh, and sneakers. I know Elliot sometimes runs late."

"Thank you so much, I'll be right back with their stuff."

Olivia closed the door and turned around to see Lizzie and Dickie staring back at her.

"Olivia! We haven't seen you in forever. We kept asking Dad if you could come hang out with us, but he said you guys didn't work together anymore."—Lizzie said as she ran up to Olivia and threw her arms around her.

"How about we go to the park, I was planning on taking Ella anyway."

Both of the Stabler children nodded and baby sat in her car seat giggling. She guessed she could take that as a yes from all three of the kids. They left for the park as soon as Samantha had brought down stuff for the twins. As soon as they got into the car, Lizzie started sneezing.

"Hey Lizzie, are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, I've just been sneezing a lot."

Olivia got out of the car and walked around to the other side of the car and opened up the back door. She felt Lizzie's head and could immediately tell that she had a fever.

"Sweetie, I think we are going to take you to the doctor."

Olivia called Ella's pediatrician as she drove to his office to see if the doctor would be able to see Lizzie. She, of course, said that she would.

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