Here is a little more. Sorry these last couple of updates have been short. I hope to have some longer ones coming soon. Thanks again for the great reviews. They mean a lot to me.

"Thank God you're back," Olivia looked up from the couch as Elliot walked in the door. "You were gone almost an hour."

He came over and sat next to her, sitting a bag from the bakery on the table along with a large container of chocolate milk, "What?" he asked teasingly. "Were you afraid you'd starve to death? I got back as soon as I could. There was a line…"

"No, smartass" Olivia smirked. "But I called Maureen to check on Noah and she told me Kathy dropped Eli off a while ago. It's your weekend to have him, and you forgot."

"I didn't forget," Elliot sighed. "I just lost track of time. I didn't realize it was Saturday already. With everything going on…"

"Well you need to get home," Olivia insisted as she opened the bag, pulling out one the two sprinkled donuts inside and shoving half of it in her mouth.

"I don't want to leave you alone," he admitted. "Maybe Maureen can watch him."

"No," Olivia argued, her mouth full of donut. She swallowed, "It's your weekend. You need to go home and spend it with your son." She grabbed the second donut out of the bag and took a bite, noticing the look Elliot was giving her. "You didn't want this one did you?" she asked, holding it out to him.

"No," he laughed. "I bought both of them for you. I figured one wouldn't be enough. But maybe you should slow down…don't eat so fast. You'll make yourself sick."

"I'm starving," she insisted, as she took a smaller bite and then opened the milk and took a long drink. "El, I want you to spend the weekend with your son. He needs time with you. I am perfectly fine. I haven't had any cramping all day and only a little spotting this morning…"

"What?" he asked nervously. "You're spotting? That could be serious."

"It's not," she insisted. "It was really light and the doctor said it might happen. I feel fine…you should go home."

"Liv…what did you say to Maureen about me staying here last night?" he asked.

"Nothing," she answered honestly. "She seemed to know you were here. I didn't really think about it. Did you not want her to know? God, I should have asked…we need to figure out what to tell her."

"I think we need to tell her the truth," he said. "She's been worried about you for a while, so she already knows something is up. Do you mind if she knows…about the baby, I mean?"

Olivia shook her head, finishing the end of her donut, "No…I think she should know. She been a lifesaver to me, taking care of Noah and helping me out every day. She deserves to know the truth. I just don't want to make things bad between the two of you. Do you think she'll be upset?"

"I don't know," he admitted. "I think she knows there is something between us…but the baby will probably be a shock. She's almost thirty and I'm gonna tell she's getting a new baby brother or sister." He sighed, "And Eli…I don't know how to tell him."

"Let's not tell him yet," Olivia suggested. "I don't mind if Maureen knows, but I really need to get the results of the CVS and know that everything is okay before we tell anyone else…okay?"

"Liv, you know how I feel about those results," he reminded her. "Whatever they are…"

"I really can't have this discussion with you right now, El," she cut him off. "Okay…just go home and be with Eli, talk to Maureen…have a good weekend."

"Liv…we have to talk about this," he sighed.

"I know…and we will, but not now, okay? I don't want any more stress right now…not after last night," she looked sadly at him, reminding him that their argument the night before had ended frighteningly. He couldn't put her through that again.

"I guess I'll go home then," he leaned over, and kissed her on the lips, laughing at the sugary taste that lingered from the donuts. "Sweet," he teased as he licked his lips.

She laughed, "I could've gone for one more, you know. I'm still kind of hungry."

He shook his head, "Eat a banana or something," he suggested. "The little one needs to get this sweet tooth under control." He kissed her once more, "Call me if you need anything. I mean it."

"I will," she promised. "And could you tell Maureen I plan to bring Noah home tomorrow? I don't know if I'll feel up to driving yet, but I'm gonna try. I miss him and she doesn't need to give up her whole weekend."

"You are not driving," he insisted. "The doctor said two more days in bed. You shouldn't even be out here on the couch. Why don't you let him stay until Monday?"

"I miss him, El," she tried not to cry. "I want him home."

"You're not even supposed to be lifting anything," he reminded her. "You can't take care of him." He looked at her tear-filled eyes and sighed, "Tomorrow, after I drop Eli off with Kathy, I will bring Noah home, okay? Then I'll stay here and help you with him. Will that work?"

"Okay," she reluctantly agreed. "But you have to go to work Monday. I'll be fine with him that day and I'm going back to work Tuesday. We can't put our lives on hold indefinitely."

"Deal," he smiled and kissed her once more. Then he headed to the door, "Lock this door and then get yourself back in bed. I mean it."

"I will," she promised. "Have fun with Eli." She watched him go, a little sad that he was leaving, but feeling some relief as well. She needed some time alone with her thoughts. She was still afraid of what was happening with the pregnancy, with the test results, everything…and even though she knew she should be able to depend on him to help her through it, it was too hard. She locked the door and went back to bed, her hand resting on her stomach. She wondered what her baby would look like, if it was a boy or a girl, what name they would choose…then she wondered if she'd ever get to meet this little baby at all and she cried herself to sleep.