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Her doctors had insisted that she got out of bed and walked around for a bit to promote blood circulation. She didn't think it was that big of a deal, but thank God for Elliot, because when she tried to get up and walk around on her own he had been there to catch her. He chastised her before mumbling to himself that he should have known better, and now he held her arm as she shakily made her way down the hall. As they neared her room she looked up to see a group of people approaching them.

"Liv, these are people that we work with."

"Hi, I'm John Munch," Munch said stepping forward and giving her a bouquet of flowers.

"Thank you," she said taking them and giving them to Elliot to hold.

"Odafin Tutola, you can just call me Fin."

"Hi Fin," she smiled, shaking his hand.

"Casey Novak," she said, stepping forward.

"Nice to meet you," she responded, reaching out to shake her hand also, but Casey broke down in tears.

"Don't you remember anything about me?" Casey asked.

John wrapped his arms around Casey's shoulders and began to lead her away. "Sorry," he mumbled then turned his attention to Casey.

"Sorry. We were hoping this would be a friendly visit. Nice meeting you." Fin said before disappearing down the hall.

"Olivia? Are you ok?" Eliot asked.

"Can you just help me back to my room?"

"Sure."

They quickly made the last few steps to her room and he helped her back into bed. "Who is she?"

"Casey?" he asked as he covered her legs with a blanket.

"Yea."

"She's the prosecutor that handles our cases."

"Then why did she get so upset?"

"You guys are-well were best friends."

"You couldn't have warned me?" she asked, smacking his arm.

"Sorry. How was I supposed to know you were going to introduce yourself to everyone? I did tell you we worked with them."

"Yea but you could have said something. God, she must be so hurt right now," she said, rubbing her temples.

"You ok?"

"Yea. Just a small headache, and I'm tired." She sighed. "When can I leave this place and go home?"

"Doc says a couple more days."

She groaned. "I'm tired of this place. Tired of this food."

"Don't worry. I'll sneak you in some goodies. How does cherry cheesecake sound?"

"Like I think I love you. That's my favorite."

"Yea I know."

"Oh. Glad to know that at least some things don't change."

"Yea." He watched her think quietly. "You alright?"

"Yea. I'm Ok."

~*~

Elliot stepped through the door leading Olivia into her apartment. "And this is your humble abode. Kitchen, living room, your room," he said walking by each and pointing them out.

She looked around. "Nice. Who's room is that?" she asked, just as the door opened.

Maureen stepped out of Kayla's room carrying the baby on her hip. Kayla immediately reached for her mother upon seeing her, nearly falling out of Maureen's arm. Olivia caught her, and held her close, smiling at the baby.

"Olivia, this is my daughter Maureen."

"Hi. I'm assuming I've met you before at some point, but it's nice to meet you again." She turned her attention to the baby in her arms. "And who is this little cutie?"

He sighed. "Olivia, this is our daughter. Kayla."

She froze. She looked more closely at the baby and wondered why she didn't see it at first. She had the same skin tone, same hair color, cheeks, facial structure, but her eyes were Elliot's. She was a mother. She couldn't believe it. She was a mother. She handed the baby over to Elliot and rushed to her bed room. Elliot handed the now crying Kayla over to Maureen and followed after Olivia.

He knocked on her door before entering her room and sat down beside her. She swiped away a few of her tears but they continued to fall. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into his embrace. "It's going to be ok, Liv."

She pushed away from him. "How is this going to be ok? I don't know who I am. I'm no longer qualified to do a job that was my- my life. I don't even know my own daughter for God sakes! I mean I had my suspicions when my boobs were filling up with what I now know is milk, but I just thought… The doctor said that… I don't know. What kind of mother doesn't know her own child?"

"Olivia, it's not your fault. The doctor said we shouldn't put too much pressure on you. He felt telling you about Kayla would be too much so he made something up about the breast milk."

"This… this isn't how it's supposed to be. I don't understand. One day I'm in love and thinking about marrying Andy, next thing I know I'm in the hospital. With you. I don't even know you. And- and." She broke down and he once again pulled her into his arms. "This isn't how it's supposed to be. I thought I would be married with more kids, and a house and…what am I supposed to do?"

"Take it one day at a time."

"What else haven't you told me?" At his silence she looked up at him. "Elliot?"

"Well you have a brother."

"A brother? How? My mother wouldn't- Oh God no."

"He's a good guy. He got into a little bit of trouble awhile ago, but-"

"What kind of trouble?"

"Sexual Assault."

"Of course he would be."

"But it wasn't his fault. He was just involved with the wrong girl. He's coming by on Saturday."

"Tell me you were going to say something before he showed up at my door."

"For him, yes. I would. You ok now?"

"No. I'm tired. I think I'm going to lay down now."

"Alright. Well I'm going-"

"Stay with me," she said grabbing his arm and holding onto him when he began to pull away.

"Ok."

She lay down and he lay beside her, holding her in his arms. He kissed the top of her head and sighed. "It's going to be ok Liv. It's all going to be ok," he said trying to convince himself as much as he was trying to convince her.

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