Sorry so long...death in the family, and i know this is just a filler chapter...

More to come soon....

Set three weeks after last chapter!!!

Olivia sat up abruptly in bed waking Elliot in the process. A sheet of sweat glazed her body. Elliot pulled her to him and held her closely.

Her dreams were getting worse and more vivid, and only recently had the dreams progressed to Jake actually dying in front of her.

However Olivia cringed as she remembered the dream that just plagued her.

"Liv? Please tell me?"

Olivia looked up at him, and saw his worried features. She nodded and Elliot let her go to sit in front of him.

"It was the same as before except it wasn't Jake that was being chased by my mother, it was you being chased by Meredith?"

"Meredith?"

"Yeah, I don't get it."

A knock at the front door startled them. They looked at the clock, it reading 3:30 am.

They walked out to the front door, and opened it. "Heather?"

She walked in followed by another Marshal, this time a man. "Olivia, Elliot, this is Deputy US Marshal Jeremy Jones, my partner. We need to talk to you."

"Come in." Olivia waved her hand to motion them to sit down.

Elliot and Olivia sat across from them. "What's going on?" Elliot asked lightly.

"I don't know how to tell you guys this." Heather started. She looked to her silent partner, than back to the two in front of her. "Jake's in the hospital, he was attacked."

Olivia gasped and looked at Elliot. "Is he going to be alright?"

Heather sighed, "We don't know, but that's not all."

"There's more?" Olivia said her head shooting up looking at Heather with teary eyes.

Her partner, Jeremy looked up, speaking for the first time since their arrival. "Meredith is missing. NYPD is labeling her as a fugitive. They believe she is your mothers accomplice."

Elliot looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

"From what we can ascertain, she was attempting to get Jake to reveal your location. He wouldn't so she attacked him with a tire iron."

Olivia sniffled, "Is Jake going to be okay?"

"He has massive internal bleeding, but he is stable." They nodded their heads, but Elliot looked at the two Marshals in front of him.

"What about my mom and dad?"

"They're fine, Joe is keeping Bernie at the stationhouse."

"Alright, What can we do?"

"Nothing, stay here, keep up the cover. That's what Bernie and Joe told us to tell yu, they want you two safe and sound." Heather and Jeremy stood up and walked to the door. "Be safe both of you."

Olivia nodded and closed the door behind them. She turned back to Elliot who looked as if he lost a part of his soul. She came to his side and wrapped her arms around him. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be, its not your fault."

"If I had never come in to your home, my mother would never have done this."

"Did you hear Heather? It wasn't your mother, it was my sister. She did this to her own brother. My brother." Elliot buried his face in his hands again, while Olivia still had her arms wrapped around hers.

"He'll be okay."

He turned to look at her and smiled, "Thank you, for everything Liv."

"I didn't do anything that needs thanking."

Elliot smiled and kissed her which she gladly accepted.

Olivia woke up slightly uncomfortable. After gaining her bearings, she realized she fell asleep with Elliot on their couch. The events from the night before came back into perspective. It was all so clear, and se suddenly felt sick.

She pulled out from under Elliot causing him to fall against the floor while she ran off to the bathroom. He did follow her and walked in on her unloading in their bathroom. He knealt down and picked her hair out of her face. She finished quickly, moving her head back up. He released her hair, and rubbed circles into her back. She leaned back into him and he held her. "Are you alright?"

"I am now, I was feeling fine until I woke up. I just felt nauseas."

"Well, you feel like breakfast, it is Saturday and our day off?" Elliot asked lightly.

"A little, maybe some eggs?" Olivia made the demand sound like an innocent question. He laughed and kissed her nose.

"Take a quick shower, and they will be ready when your done, ok?"

"Okay." Olivia was helped up by Elliot who than left to give her some privacy. Olivia turned on the water, and stepped in after stripping her pajamas. The hot water was always a friend to Olivia in some way or the other. It helped her to think, to wash away the pain from years past, or simply to get away from things she had no control over. The heat cleared her head to help her think all the time, however this time her thoughts were filled that of her mother and the girl she took under her wing. Meredith. Why did that girl hate her so much to want to side with her mother and destroy her.

She finished and grabbed the towel. She wrapped it around herself and walked back into their room. The smell of his famous eggs and beef made Olivia smile. She quickly changed into another tshirt and jeans, and walked out into the kitchen watching him divide the eggs between the two plates.

"Mmm…smells amazing." Olivia said walking into the kitchen.

Elliot smiled and placed the skillet back on the stove. She wrapped her arms around his midsection and hugged him from behind. He smiled and laid his hands on hers. He took her hand and pulled her around to face him. He kissed her lightly.

"I love you, Liv."

"I love you, too, El." She kissed him again, "But I want these eggs."

Elliot chuckled and they grabbed the plates, sitting at their breakfast nook, eating and laughing.