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Two weeks later
"May god lead this young soul into his ever lasting love and peace in the kingdom of heaven to enjoy the splenders he did not receive on earth."
Silent tears ran down Olivias face as the cold wind and snow whipped around the small group gathered at the grave site.
She had convinced the doctors and Fin that she had strength enough for this. That she was not going to miss her sons funeral because of what happened to her.
Fin stood silent next to her as well, looking at the small coffin in the ground, trying to comprehend how his life could have gone from being near perfect to a complete and absolute hell in a course of a few days.
Fin made a move to hold Olivias hand, but she pulled away from him, her wet eyes not leaving the small hole where the beautiful casket was now being lowered..
On the other side of Olivia, Simon bit his bottom lip, struggling to keep the tears from falling down his own face as well.
"May Elliot Stabler Tutuola be a light to shine upon the earth until the end of eternity," the priest concluded, closing the thin black book. "That concludes todays services."
Simon turned to say something to Olivia, anything that would comfort her sister in her time of need, but she turned away from him.
"Please," was all she managed to whisper as she shook her head. "Simon, please not now."
Simon looked at Fin who nodded in agreement, his eyes apologetic, knowing all he wanted to do was help her.
Simon managed a saddened smile before he put his hands in his pocket and walked away, leaving fresh tracks in the new fallen snow.
Fin rubbed the small of Olivias back. "Come on," he whispered hoarsely as if he were holding back tears. "We promised Tina we would pick her up right after."
Olivia made no notion that she even heard him, and instead twisted away from his innocent touch and slowly walked up to the grave and looked inside the small hole for a moment. She fell to her knees at the edge of the grave before she reached in her jacket and took out a small red rose and threw it in the hole, tears filling her eyes, nearly freezing on contact.
Fin made a move towards her, but a hand placed on his shoulder stopped him.
"Let her be alone, Fin," Munch told him softly. "She just wants to say goodbye."
Fin shook his head and turned to his best friend, "she needs me."
"Not right now," Cragen added. "She was raped, her son was murdered, her best friend," Fin let out a disgusted scoff at the mention of Elliot being her 'best friend', "is ignoring her."
"I would hope so," Fin told him dryly. "seeing as how I'm the one who told him to leave her alone."
Cragen and Munch shared a look before they turned back to Fin, their voices lowering. "She needs him, Fin."
"She has me. She doesn't need anyone else! Especially not that murdering bastard. Has he put in his transfer papers yet?"
Cragen nodded "Yes he has."
"Great. When will it be approved?"
"Never. I didn't push them through."
Fins eyes widened in betrayal. "What? Captain, why?"
"Because the last thing Olivia needs right now is for her best friend and partner to leave her. She named your son after him, Fin. Do you really think she's not going to be devastated if he left her? "
Fin shook his head, speaking in anger and disgust. "I hate him so much for what he did to her. Every night I sit with Olivia in the hospital and I have to wake her up because she is having a nightmare, I want to kill him. But I have to thank god every day for him for saving her, and for helping her through this. It isn't fair."
"What's not?" Olivias meek voice interrupted them, walking over to them.
"Nothing. Just forget it, baby," Fin told her walking over to her.
He tried to wrap his arms around her, but her body tensed up the moment his hand even brushed up against her.
"Please," she whispered only low enough for him. "Please don't."
Fin held back a sigh and nodded before he pulled away.
Olivias eyes looked down at the ground, tears falling hastily down her face. "We promised Tina we would pick her up from my mothers right after."
"Serena didn't want to come?" Munch asked her, ignoring Cragen and Fins curious looks that he had called Olivias mother by her first name.
Olivia shrugged. "She did... until I told her that Simon would be coming. After that, she said that if we needed a sitter for Tina, that she would be more then happy to watch her. Said that she would much rather keep Tina away then let her witness it. Wanted to be a good grandmother." Olivia let out a cold, humorless chuckle. "The little bitch would rather hold a grudge against my brother then go to her grandsons funeral."
Munch opened his mouth to speak, to say that it wasn't right for her to judge Serena like that, that seeing Simon was almost torture for her, that she was doing the best she could with the situation knowing that Olivia loved him and wanted Simon in her life.
But then he remembered that no one knew that him and Serena were a couple, and that it would be very odd for him to stick up for a woman he had only met for a few minutes as far as they all knew, and he kept his mouth shut.
"I'll drive," Munch told them softly. "I didn't think either of you two are in any condition to drive right now."
"I'm fine," Fin told him, although Olivia made no move to argue.
"Fin, you just buried your son. I don't think you should be driving," Munch argued softly.
"I told you, I'm fine to drive," said Fin, slightly more angry now.
"Fin, please just be reasonable."
"Are we gonna have some kind of problem here? I said I'm fine!"
"Stop."
Olivias voice, though soft and quiet as it was, carried over the arguing men, the loud wind, and whipping snow. Both men turned to look at her.
"Fin, just let him drive," she continued in her weak and broken voice, the one that tore all three mens hearts to shreds, "please. I don't want to deal with any arguing and shouting at one another. Not today."
Fin nodded and handed his keys over to Munch without another word.
Today he had promised himself that no matter what Olivia needed to do in order to get through today, rather that would be to sob, scream, throw something, hit; he would let her. And if that included wanting Munch to drive so that she wouldn't have to hear an argument, and could have a few moments of peace in her life, then so be it.
Munch took the keys without another word and headed off towards the car, Fin and Olivia following.
"Lunch!" Serena called to Tina as he pulled on her oven mitts. "Come and wash up!"
Tina dropped her crayons and rushed into the kitchen, her eyes widening when she saw the pizza being pulled form the oven.
"You made that?" she asked in complete and utter awe.
Serena chuckled and nodded. "You have never had homemade pizza before?"
"Only the kind in a box!"
"Well wash up and prepare yourself for a treat."
Tina squealed in happiness before she ran to the sink, washed her hands throughly before she raced back to the living room.
"Hold on, Tina. We eat in the dining room," Serena told her as she put the pizza on the counter and began to cut.
Tina slowly walked back into the kitchen, her eyes narrowed in confusion. "Grandma Katie always let me eat in the living room."
"Grandma Katie has different rules," Serena said getting out two plates and putting them on the table.
"But Wonder Pets is on!" Tina complained, over hearing the singing hampster, duck, and turtle in the other room..
"And the table is in the dining room."
Tina opened her mouth to say something, but Serena look made her shut her mouth in a heart beat, and she shrunk back into her chair.
Serena turned back to the pizza, missing the look Tina gave her as she sat at the table, a frown on her face.
Serena brought the pizza over to the table and set it down in front of her and gave her a piece before taking her own.
Tina looked down at the table, a saddened look on her face, and Serena felt her heart break for the little girl in front of her.
"Tell you what," Serena offered, and Tinas head popped back up. "If you eat your pizza in the dining room with no more complaints, and after I'll show you pictures of your mother when she was younger."
Tina perked up at once, never before having seen any pictures of Olivia when she was a child.
"Okay!" Tina agreed, picking up the pizza and taking a large bite out of it.
Serena chuckled before she too began to eat the pizza, slowly taking a drink of her seltzer.
A few minutes of comfortable silence later, Tina looked up at Serena who was busy reading an old fashioned book, the title in a language Tina couldn't read.
"Grandma Serena," she began, and Serenas face lit up at the title
"Yes, my darling grand child?" she asked putting down the book.
"Where's mommy and daddy?"
Serena sighed and sat down the pizza, her happiness short lived. "They're at a funeral."
"Whose funeral?"
Her eyes widened in shock. "Didn't anyone tell you what happened?"
"Daddy told me that some really bad men hurt Mommy really, really bad, and that she was gonna be really sad for a while. He also said I wasn't allowed to play with Uncle Elliot anymore," she added bitterly.
Serena sighed before she muttered in Russian, trying to figure out how to explain the death of her brother in terms that she would understand.
"Your mother and father are at the funeral of your... your brother, Tina."
Tinas eyes narrowed in confusion. "I don't have a brother. Sean died while he was in mommys tummy."
Serena closed her eyes in both grief and a touch of happiness. She had almost forgotten that Tina had dealt with the death of a sibling she had never met before. She would understand it to a degree.
"Your mother got pregnant again, and he died in your mother again," she lied, not wanting Tina to hear that he had been born and had lived if only for a minute.
Tina nodded, a frown appearing on her face again. "I'm never gonna get another brother or sister again, am I?"
Serena managed a sad grin. "I don't believe so, Tina."
Tina sighed before she picked up her pizza once more and began to eat.
After lunch had ended, Tina washed her hands, put her plate and cup in the sink and ran into the living room, patiently waiting for Serena to keep her promise.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Serena walked in the room, a large leather bound book in her hands.
She sat down next to Tina, and slowly ran her hand over the large cover, the memories seeming to flood back to her.
"Here," Serena said, plopping the large leather bound photo album into Tinas lap. "My old photo album. Full of family, friends, some of my old students..." she continued before she opened to the middle of the album and skipped a few pages, and Tinas eyes widened at the sight.
"It's mommy!" Tina exclaimed looking at the multiple pictures in awe.
Tina looked over the massive pictures, her eyes wide as she looked at the various pictures of Olivia.
She pointed to one of the bigger ones and looked up at Serena. "What's on her face?"
Serena looked at one of the pictures and ran her fingers over it.
It was Olivias first grade school picture, her dark brown almost black hair cut short and in pigtails, wearing a light green dress. But unlike most school pictures, the little girl here did not smile.
"It's a... bruise," Serena admitted, a heavy blush on her face.
"Where did she get it from?" Tina asked, her eyes moving over the other pictures.
Serena took a deep breath, the blush getting hotter. "Your mother used to get hurt a lot growing up."
"She fell down a lot?" Tina asked, and Serena let out a humorless chuckle and nodded .
"Yeah. She fell down a lot."
Tina nodded, her curiosity disappearing as she turned the page to find even more pictures of Olivia.
Serenas face grew into a large smile as she pointed to one when Olivia was eighteen.
Olivia was standing on a large wooden stage, a old fashioned broom stick in her hand, grabbing the wrist of a girl in a blue and white checkered dress who was holding a little black stuffed dog, a man in a monkey suit standing beside them. Green make up completley covered her face and hands, her hair long and straight and she was wearing a long black dress and a black pointy hat.
"Mommys a witch!" Tina shouted, pointing to the picture with excitement.
"Your mothers senior play," Serena explained smiling down at the photo. "She was so amazing in it. I remember she came home after the casting, said she got cast as one of the leads in the musical. I said which part, and she said the only part that didn't include singing. In fact... hang on."
Serena put the book down and went over to her cabinet her TV sat on and opened it up, pulling tape after tape after out, until finally she pulled out an old looking tape with a faded label.
"What's that?" Tina asked, narrowing her eyes in confusion at what Serena held in her hand.
"Just wait," Serena said with a chuckle as she put it in and went back over to the couch, grabbing the remote and pressing play.
Tina let out a squeal of happiness as Olivia in the witch get up was on stage, pacing around on the stage, two girls wearing the pink Glinda get up and the Dorothy costume looking at her apprehensively.
"I haven't seen this in forever," Serena mused looking at the exchange on her TV.
"Who killed my sister?" Olivia asked, her voice in a high cackle, and Tina let out a laugh once more. "Who killed the witch of the east? Was it you?" she screamed taking a step towards the two other girls on stage, and Tina once more let out an outrageous laugh.
"Mommy never told me she was in a play!"
"She thought I didn't come see her," Serena mused looking as Olivia walked to the far end of the stage where the red smoke was going to explode in a matter of seconds. She thought I was going to be too... sick to go. But that was one of the few times that I wasn't sick and I stood in the back and saw the whole thing." Serena chuckled as she continued to look at the old video, tears gathering in her eyes.
"Sick is one way to put it," she heard a voice from the door way of the living room.
Both Tina and Serena turned towards the door way to find Olivia, Tina and Munch standing there, tears had gathered in Olivias eyes.
"Mommy!" Tina cried joyful, running up to her and hugging her, and Olivia had to with hold a groan of pain.
"Remember, Tina, we can't hug mommy tight," Fin reminded her, taking Tina from Olivia and holding her in his arms.
Serena paused the movie and walked over to her, throwing her arms around her and holding her tight.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Let me go, please!" Olivia pleaded softly, with holding a sob.
Serena let go of her at once and stepped back.
"We got to get going," Olivia muttered, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Ca- can't you stay for a few minutes?" Serena asked, trying her hardest not to seem like she was pleading.
"No," Olivias voice was like ice piercing through her.
Fin looked from Serena who now had tears in her eyes to Olivia, who seemed determined to leave.
"I'm sorry, Serena," Fin mumbled, looking down at the ground. "Thank you for watching Tina. Lets go, John."
Munch looked from Serena to Olivia, both women had tears in their eyes.
"Look, Olivia, why don't you stay here for a while. Catch up," he whispered only to her.
"No, now lets go!"
Munch sighed before he turned to Serena, offering her a weakened smile that she did not return.
Olivia, Fin, and Tina all walked out, and Serena held back a sob as she walked her family walk out of her life.
Munch took a step towards her, but Serena shook her head no.
"Just go, John," she pleaded. "Please."
Munch sighed before her nodded and left as well, leaving Serena once more alone.
We get into the trial next chapter, and no, making Olivia the witch was not some sort of sign or something, ut I remember Mariska saying something in an interview that she was cast in a play in highschool, and it was the only one that didn't include singing so...