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"Way to go Elliot." Olivia chuckled hitting him with a pillow.
"Hey, don't hit the sick." Elliot croaked out through his sore throat and stuffed nose. "Summer is sick too and you're not hitting her with pillows.
"Because she's not the one that made you get sick. You took her to John's when he was sick." Olivia countered. She squatted down in front of Summer who was on Elliot's lap. "My poor girl." She tucked some of Summer's hair behind her ear. "How you feeling, baby?"
"It hurts." Summer whined putting a hand on her throat. She rubbed her eyes messing up her hair even more than it already was.
Elliot rubbed her back and kissed her head. "I'm sorry, baby. We'll have ice cream later. It should help." He looked at Olivia. "I swear. I don't get how she's not crying. I'm a grown man and I can barely handle this sore throat."
"She's our soldier." Olivia smirked and kissed Summer's head and then Elliot's. "I have to go to work. I'll take the boys to your mom's so you don't infect them. Love you."
"Love you." Elliot called back hoarsly.
Summer blew a kiss to Olivia. "Love you, Mommy." Olivia smiled and blew her a kiss back before leaving.
Once the door was closed, Elliot looked at Summer. "You are too cute, you know that?"
"Yes, I do." Summer smiled and then snuggled into Elliot. "I don't feel good."
"I don't either, Murmur." Elliot sighed wrapping a blanket around them. "What are we going to do all day?"
Summer shrugged. "TV?"
Elliot let out a breath. "It looks like it. Mommy would get mad if I let you do too much when you're this sick. Sleep sounds good. We could take a nap later." He looked down at Summer to find her with her stuffed animal in hand. It was the LaLa teletubby. She never went anywhere without it. "What do you think?"
Summer nodded and coughed. She groaned and dropped her head to Elliot's chest. Elliot rubbed her back under the blanket. He kissed her head. "I'm sorry, honey."
Olivia walked into the presinct with her coffee in her hand. "Hey Liv, where's Elliot?" Fin asked from his desk.
Olivia set down her coffee. "Thanks to Mr. Conspiracy, he is sick along with Summer." She said gesturing to John.
"Hey, I didn't come over to take care of me." John defended holding up his hands.
"But, when you get sick, you don't cover your mouth." Fin countered chucking a pencil at him.
John rubbed his arm after it hit him. "That was sharp."
Olivia chuckled. "You guys are a couple of kids. Did we catch anything last night?"
"Nope." John said tossing the pencil back to Fin. Fin chucked it back at John, hitting his head. "That's it. This is my pencil now." He said holding it up.
Olivia grabbed it. "It's neither of yours now." She smirked and sat down at her desk.
"That's alright. I have a ton more. I'm the only neat one around her." Fin smirked straightening out his desk.
"You are the only compulsive cleaner here." John countered. He gave Olivia an air high five.
"Fin! Munch! Vic down at Mercy." Cragen called from his office.
"On it!" Fin said back as he and John threw on their jackets and left the squad room.
Cragen walked over to Olivia's desk and sat down in the chair next to it. "Olivia, do you have a minute?"
"Uh, yeah. What's up?" Olivia asked putting down her pen. "Did you find Summer's kidnapper?"
Cragen opened his mouth, but then closed it. "This isn't about Summer. It's about you." He saw the confusion written all over her face. "A few weeks ago, Narcotics arrested a doctor because he filed false death certificates for people who wanted to get away. It was mostly people who wanted to escape going to prison." He paused. "One of those people was your mother. We figured she wanted to get out of prison for what she did to you."
Olivia's jaw went slack. "My mother is alive?"
"If you want, you can take the day off. I'm not letting you drive home. I just didn't think I should tell you over the phone. I'm sorry, Liv." Cragen apoligized. "Do you want me to call you a cab? I could call Elliot."
"No, he's sick." Olivia said. "I can drive. It's fine. It's only twenty minutes. I'll call you when I get home just to ease your nerves."
"Okay?" Cragen said unsure of whether or not she would be okay to drive. "Be careful."
"Thanks." Olivia whispered grabbing her purse after snatching her jacket. She hurried out to her car and was out of Manhattan before she knew it. She couldn't believe it. She thought back to when she last saw her mother. She was in the hospital bed. Her and Elliot were still dating then. She said she liked the name Rae. Olivia shook her head and focused. Her mother seemed perfectly fine until the doctor came in. She had coughed only when the doctor came in. Olivia slapped her hand on the steering wheel. She knew that the body in that coffin didn't look like her mother. "God damn it, Mom!" She pulled over to the side of the road and rested her head on the steering wheel. After a moment, she sat up hugging herself and leaned into the seat. "Where would she be?" Her mother had been in New York her whole life and hated the idea of going anywhere else.
After a couple minutes of wiping her eyes, she drove the rest of the way home. She pulled into the garage and got out. She pulled out her phone and left a voice mail for Cragen before going into the house. Elliot popped out of the kitchen with Summer. "Liv, what's wrong?" He could see the tear stains on her face.
"Mommy!" Summer squealed as she struggled to get out of Elliot's arms. Elliot sat her down. Summer ran to Olivia. Olivia scooped her up and held her close. "What's wrong, Mommy?" She asked holding her teletubby.
Olivia kissed her daughter's head and tapped her nose lightly. "Nothing, Mommy just loves you so much."
"I love you too." Summer grinned wrapping her arms around Olivia's neck.
Elliot walked over and put his hand on Olivia's arm. "Liv, baby, what's wrong?"
Olivia took a deep breath. "A certain person we thought was gone turned out to be alive today."
"Who?" Elliot asked searching her eyes.
Olivia chose her next words carefully since her daughter was in her arms. "You saved me from her."
"Serena?" Elliot asked shocked. Olivia nodded with tears in her eyes again. Elliot hugged her. "I'm sorry, babe. Do they know where she is?"
"No, that's the thing." Olivia sighed wiping her eyes. "They arrested the doctor because he signed off on a bunch of death certificates. There's a bunch of people out there that are fugitives, but people think they're dead."
"That's crazy." Elliot breathed. "How did that even happen?"
"I don't know. The doctor isn't giving anything up. They have all the records. My mother was on the list. That's the only reason I found out." Olivia whispered. "El, she said goodbye. She looked me in the eyes and said she was sorry she was going to miss our wedding and the birth of our kids."
"She knew that she had to give you up in order to be someone new." Elliot said.
Olivia scoffed. "Yeah, she had to give me up. Elliot, she chose to give me up. I put her in prison. I could put her back with the drop of a hat."
"Liv, honey, calm down." Elliot said putting his hands on her hips. "They'll find her and put her right back where she was. We can do whatever you want. It's your call. We can see her. We can forget all about her. Tell me your plan and we'll stick to it."
Olivia looked into his eyes. "I don't know." She sighed. "Now that I have a daughter...it's different. I'm mad, but I don't know if I want to cut her off completely." She dropped her forehead to his. "I just don't know."
Please review! I love you guys so much! Guess what? Any of you that have read my Counting on Strings of Hope, Our Kids and Our Unwanted, or Detective Bella stories, Dickie in the story is Bella's Barbie Buddy. I got the idea because my aunt Shelly is my Barbie Buddy. When I was three, she was showing me cheerleading moves for a Barbie doll. My mom walked in and didn't know what she was doing. It's known as X-rated barbies now. LOL! My aunt will never live it down, but it's our special thing!