Olivia sat down on the sofa in her apartment and let herself relax for the first time in what felt like forever. Elliot had moved safely into the rehabilitation facility the day before, after they took time to choose the best one, eventually deciding on one in Manhattan that was a short ten minutes from her apartment. She'd insisted on picking one the hospital staff felt would best meet his needs, but he'd also been adamant that it be in Manhattan so she could live at home. They'd compromised with some input from his doctors and while Olivia had been afraid of seeing him in the rehab center, she had to admit it was more comfortable than the hospital and he had more freedom to go outside and to have visitors. Plus they were going to work on preparing him to come home, so it was for the best.

She looked at the stack of Noah's toys and the few suitcases of clothes stacked in the corner of the living room and knew she should put them away. Maureen, Elizabeth, and Richard had helped her bring all of her things home when they'd returned from Florida two days ago. Now Richard and Elizabeth were back at school and Maureen was enjoying time with her daughter at home, and Olivia was expecting to relish in the solitude of her own apartment again. For some reason it didn't feel as comfortable as she remembered. She stood up and walked over to the corner, picking up a suitcase and carrying it to her room. She was so tired, and while she should have unpacked she didn't feel like it. Instead she went to Noah's room, checking to see if he was sleeping, and then walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

She emerged from the shower, wrapping her hair in a towel and slipping into her pajamas, when a knock at the door startled her. She wasn't sure anyone even knew she was back home, so she was cautious as she walked to the door and looked through the peep hole. She sighed, opening the door and smiling at Fin and Nick standing on the other side. "What are you guys doing here?" she asked.

They walked in, each of them carrying bags and walked toward the kitchen. "We brought groceries," Nick said, flashing her a smile.

Olivia followed them into the kitchen, "You didn't have to do that," she said.

"You haven't been here in two months," Fin reminded her. "We figured your kitchen would be pretty empty." He looked at her and smiled, "We can't have you wasting away, can we?"

Olivia laughed, "Little chance of that," she ran her hand over her stomach and sighed. "I'm a whale."

"Nah…" Nick winked at her. "You're glowing…" He pulled a carton of milk out of the bag and put it in the refrigerator.

"Some glow," she sighed. "I'm swollen and puffy…I feel like a tick ready to pop." She walked over to the counter, "Let me help you guys put those away."

"No," Fin insisted. "You sit down. You need to rest." He pulled a chair out for her and she slowly lowered herself into it. Fin busied himself putting canned goods in the cabinet, "Who is going to be staying here with you?" he asked. "Is Maureen coming?"

Olivia shook her head, "No…she's going to stay at the house. She needs a break from all of this, and honestly, I can't afford to pay her to be Noah's nanny right now. As much time as I've built up, I'm still going to run out of leave time before I'm ready to come back after the baby is born. And El's not working…he has some insurance through work that pays part of his salary when he's off, but it won't last forever and I'm not sure he'll ever be able to work again. Maureen's going to look for a job in Queens and a neighbor agreed to watch Kate for her. I would have, but I'm lucky to keep up with Noah right now…"

"No one is staying with you?" Nick asked unsure. "Liv…someone should be here." He looked at her, trying not to let her know he was focused on how much weight she'd gained since he last saw her. "You need help around here…you don't look comfortable."

Olivia laughed, "I'm not…I feel like shit." She tried to take a deep breath, but it was harder than it used to be, "But I don't need a babysitter. I can take care of myself…and my son."

"Liv, you're out of breath just sitting in a chair," Fin noticed. "I know Elliot wishes he could be here to help you…but he can't and he probably isn't going to be able to even when he comes home. You have to face that…"

"I know that," Olivia tried not to cry. "Don't you think I know that? Half the time he doesn't even remember when the baby is due. He can barely walk and when he does he needs help. He forgets things and his temper is worse than ever." She sniffled, embarrassed to be crying in front of them. "I don't even think he remembers the baby has Down syndrome and honestly, I'm scared to tell him. What if he freaks out and can't handle it? What if he decides he doesn't love her?"

"Oh Liv," Fin knelt next to her and squeezed her hand, "He's gonna love this baby. I know that. Maybe he's different…maybe he'll never be exactly like he was before…but Elliot loves you, he loves Noah, and I know he loves this baby girl. He hasn't forgotten how much he loves his family."

"But he's not here," Olivia said sadly. "I know it's not his fault…but I need him and he's not here. I want to be there for him because I know he needs me right now, but half the time I feel like I'm dying…emotionally and physically. I miss him…the way he used to be. And I know nothing can change how things are now…but God, I want my Elliot back.

"He may not be the way he used to be right now, but he's working really hard to get better," Fin reminded her. "And Liv, he'd want you to take better care of yourself…to keep this baby safe."

"The doctor says I'm going to have to go on bed rest…soon," she sobbed. "He said I'm too big…that the baby has a lot of extra fluid around her…that it's a symptom of chromosomal abnormalities like Downs. He thinks she'll be fine, but the extra weight is wearing me down and I might go into labor early." She wiped away her tears, "My blood pressure has been too high the last three appointments…it was just borderline the first two times, but last week it was higher. My whole body is falling apart…"

"Hey…" Fin wrapped his arms around her and held her close while she cried. "It's okay…it's gonna be alright."

"I don't see how," she sighed, brushing away her tears once more. "I don't have anyone…"

"You have us," Nick sat down beside her and put his hand gently on her shoulder. "Liv, we want to help. Anything you need…"

"I need Elliot…" she said honestly. "I'm scared…"

"You know what…we're gonna help you through this," Fin offered. "One of us can stay here with you…Nick and me...we'll take turns. Amanda too…"

"No," Olivia shook her head. "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm fine…"

"Bed rest is serious, Liv," Nick argued. "When the doctor says it's time for you to go on bed rest…you don't mess with that."

"I've got some time," Olivia insisted.

"Not much…" Fin said, his eyes focused on her stomach. "You know that, right?" She nodded reluctantly. "So, we'll set up a schedule and we'll take turns staying here. It's no problem."

Olivia could hear Noah begin to cry in the nursery, and she let out an exhausted sigh, "I knew he wouldn't sleep long. After two months at Elliot's house he feels like he's in a strange place all over again."

"I'll go get him," Nick offered.

"No," Olivia insisted. "He's scared…I should go get him." Nick nodded, reaching out his hand so she could take it and when she did he pulled her up. "Thanks…" she gave a weak smile and walked off to the nursery.

He waited until she was out of the room and looked at Fin, "She needs help," he said. "She's gonna break…"

Fin nodded, "And we're gonna help her," he insisted. "Whether she likes it or not."