Chap 2 is up. All of your questions will try to be answered into the storyline so enjoy.
"I'm just not comfortable with it Olivia."
Olivia glared at Toby's biological father, David Haden, with anger in her eyes.
"With what David? You agreed you would pay child support."
Olivia and David dated for a while about 2 years ago. She found out that she was pregnant and David acted like he wasn't going to play any part of her life after that. He agreed to pay child support for his son. Over that period of time, her life had been hell.
Most days, before she and Brian got together, David would drag her to court and argue some shit about her not giving him visitation rights and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about that. He never even seen Toby.
But when she reconnected with Brian she felt as if a huge load had been lifted from her shoulder. It was bad enough that Nick had a problem with Brian, but she had suspicions that David did too.
"It's not that."
"That what the hell is it," She asked. "because we need to get this sorted out in 2 weeks and time isn't going backwards."
"I'm not comfortable with him."
"You mean him in general, or , him being around Toby?" She asked irritably.
David looked out the window, clearly trying to avoid her deathly glare.
He heard the tapping of her nails on the table. She was waiting for an answer, now.
"I'm not comfortable with Toby calling him daddy."
Olivia shrugged her shoulders. "What's wrong with that?"
"I'm his father."
"Biologically, yes. In every other way possible, I don't think so."
"It doesn't seem right."
"What can I do about that? Toby picked up on it, but at least Brian's there for him." She countered running her fingers around the top of her water glass.
David sighed in obvious annoyance. "We talked about this. I have two other kids, older kids. They don't even know about Toby."
She raised her eyebrow in disbelief. "Are being fucking serious right now? Toby, your son, just turned 2 fucking years old. If you ask me, I think he needs a lot more attention than a 13 and 15 year old. It's not about them, it's Toby." She argued feeling her body temp. rise. She went in her pocket and pulled out an orange pill bottle and popped one in her mouth, not even bothering to take it with water.
"But they are included in this situation."
She shook her head in frustration, looking at the table.
"What more do you want me to fucking do," He spat raising his voice a little, causing her to look up. "the lawyer said before we could go any farther with the dispute, we needed to work out a plan on our own."
During their last court appearance, they had a pretty heated argument in front of the judge which got them both kicked out for that time. The judge ordered them to come up with something they could both agree on before returning. As seen, it isn't going so well.
She just stared back at him. Still contemplating on what he just said.
"Wow, what more could you fucking do?" She mouthed mocking what he said. She gathered all the court paper shit that was covering almost the whole table. She piled them all up and put them into a bag. "I'll see you later David." She stood up, left the booth, and walked out of the diner.
"Toby, what color is the car in your hand?" Brian asked lying beside Toby who was in a diaper and dinosaur shirt.
Tobyn "Toby" Alexander was a bright, yet at times, difficult little boy. There were times he could just light up the world with his smile and laugh. Other days, not so much. He would wake up from naps cranky as hell and there was no way to really calm him down.
Toby looked at Brian, trying to grasp the question. "Reen car." He answered giggling and laughing.
Brian absolutely loved this boy like his own. When Brian was young and reckless, he never imagined him being a father. Or having a somewhat stable life with a woman as great as Olivia, even though she was stubborn as fuck.
What he imagined was one night stands, playboy mansions, booty calls, every horny young guys fantasy. It wasn't until he was shot and in the hospital, when he realized that life was too short and he lost his chance 14 years ago.
"Ok and what color is this one?" Brian said encouraging Toby's evolving comprehension skills.
"Lue car, Daddy!" He exclaimed overly excited.
He heard the door unlocking. Pretty soon, Olivia walked through the door looking pissed.
"Mommy!" Toby yelled running toward her.
"Hey Toby," She kissed his forehead. "Were you good for daddy today?"
"Yeah," He held up the car in his hands. "Lue car, Mommy."
"That's right. Blue car." She repeated.
Brian got off the floor. "You're home early," He said giving her a peck on the cheek. "how'd it go with David?"
"It could've been better." She responded blankly setting Toby back on the floor where he ran back to the previous area he was playing in.
"I can see that," He said obviously. "want to talk about it?"
"There's nothing to talk about."
She took off her jacket and headed for the kitchen. He shook his head and followed her. That was the biggest obstacle with her. She was never open about things and lately she's been pretty sensitive. He figured it was that case with William Lewis, which she also refused to talk to him about.
He walked into the kitchen where she was nursing a bottle of water.
"Liv, there's always something to talk about."
Olivia allowed herself to face him. "I said I don't want to fucking talk about it." She uttered trying to keep calm.
"Is it David?"
She just glared at him, not impressed with his effort to get her to talk.
"The case?"
She let out a small huff of air. "If it makes you feel any better, yes, David and the case are getting to me."
"It does make me feel better." He paused and stared at her closely.
"What?"
"I think you need some time...alone."
"I'm fine."
"Well I'm not Liv," He disputed in frustration. "I'm not fine hearing you constantly saying it. You're not fine Liv. Just because you say you are doesn't mean you are. You're tired and I can see it," He watched her pop another pill in her mouth. "Did you already take one today?"
She just nodded, swallowing.
"When?"
"When I was talking to David."
"That was an hour ago Liv," He said taking the bottle from her hands. "You take it every 4 hours, not an hour."
"They're my fucking pills."
"The psychiatrist gave you these fucking pills to manage your anxiety, not to make it go away."
She reached for it, trying to snatch it back. He pulled his arm back keeping the bottle an ample distance from her. She crossed her arms and glared at him.
"What do you want?"
"How about I take Toby to my apartment for the weekend. We can leave early tomorrow morning so you can have the whole Saturday and Sunday to relax. We'll be back Monday. I already talked to the Captain and you know he agreed."
"I don't need to relax-"
He ignored her comment. "And if you think I'm giving you full access to these," He shook the pill bottle. "No."
"What do you mean no? They're mine, how the hell am I supposed to take them."
"I'm not stupid Liv. I'll leave you enough for Saturday and Sunday. So that's what...10 pills?"
"You're fucking unbelievable."
"I know."
"And your total is $5.98."
Olivia smirked. "Really Eric, almost 6 dollars for some eggs," She asked playfully. "that's outrageous."
"Sorry Olivia," Eric, the cashier said teasingly. Over the years that Olivia lived in Manhattan, there was really only one grocery shop that she was satisfied and content on going to. Even though it was expensive as fuck, it's one of the places she actually trusted. I mean, even the cahier knows her by name. "I don't make the prices, I enforce them. Kind of like-"
"How I don't make the laws, I enforce them. Eric, you say that every time I walk in hear."
Eric wasn't a bad looking guy. He had dark short hair and hazelnut eyes. He asked her out a few times over the years. He had even given her unapproved discounts and everything. Despite the fun, she had to make it clear that she didn't want to date him, but they could remain friends.
He rung the register up. "That's because you always complain about the prices whenever you come here."
"I miss those discounts."
"Those discounts almost got my ass fired." He said leaning over the counter, smiling.
"It's quiet here for a Saturday night."
"I'm not complaining."
She returned the smile. "Night Eric."
"Night, be safe."
"I will."
She was walking down the sidewalk feeling the cool breeze brush against her face in the warm night. She looked at the cabs light lights whooshing down the road. All of her surroundings were moving fast…just like her life. She just wasn't sure about anything anymore.
She loved her son to death, but she wasn't sure about Brian anymore. She couldn't take that away from Toby though. She knew Toby was way too young to understand his surrounding family situation. She also thought that the only reason Toby called Brian daddy was because Brian does things a father would do with and for him. Her life was a whirl pool that looked like it wasn't letting up anytime soon.
Her phone vibrated in her pocket. "Benson."
"Olivia."
"Hey Amanda, how did the verdict turn out?"
She heard Amanda sigh. "The bastard got away."
Olivia stopped walking right in her tracks. "What do you mean he got away? We had him on everything, what the fuck happened?"
"His attorney argued that it was a mix up in the DNA when it was being tested and his somehow got cross contaminated."
"That's bullshit."
"Well the judge didn't think so. She declared a mistrial.
"This is fucking crap." She spat wishing Brian hadn't taken her pills.
"And it gets even better...Lewis is out on bail."
"We did everything fucking right, when will it end."
"When this guy makes a mistake which I really don't see happening. He's good."
Olivia was approaching her building. "I got to go. Thanks for the update Amanda."
"No problem. See you Monday."
Olivia put her phone back in her pocket and walked up. She opened the door to her dark, quiet apartment flicking the light on. It looked so different, not having Toby's toys scattered everywhere along with his other things. Of course she was used to coming home to a quiet apartment, but not within the last 2 years. She set her bag on the counter along with her phone. She was taking her eggs out of the bag when she heard a noise.
"Hello," She called out looking in the direction of the noise. She began to walk toward it, taking cautious steps. "Hello-"
She immediantly stopped and gasped in fear when she was in a face off with a gun.
"Welcome Home, Detective."
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