Earlier that Day.

Olivia sat in a hospital bed, a doctor and two nurses around her checking the extent of her injuries. She'd only just arrived at hospital and Olivia didn't care about herself, she cared about her's and Trevor's baby. They were getting an ultrasound machine at the moment for her, and she was waiting with impatience for it to arrive. "Mrs Langan where does it hurt?"

"Look, can we deal with me later, I want to know if my baby's okay!"

"How far pregnant are you?"

"Five months," she said. "Please tell me that she's okay. I haven't felt her kick since I… regained consciousness."

"Right, get out of the way," a strange male doctor said. Olivia looked and saw the ultrasound machine and sighed with relief. Very quickly the doctor put the wand on her stomach and Olivia bit her lip, trying to keep her heart rate under control and her panic at bay. At least until she was told she needed to panic.

"Please," she said in the silence. "Please tell me she's okay. Nothing could have happened to my baby, please!" she begged.

"Be quiet!" the doctor said forcefully. "I can't hear a foetal heartbeat if you keep talking." Olivia shut her mouth and let the tears fall. After all this, everything that had happened in the last five months, she couldn't lose her baby now. She didn't know how she'd ever recover from that. "Yep, there we go," the doctor said as a heart beat filled the room. "regular and steady."

"She's okay?" Olivia asked desperately, so relieved to hear that regular quick little beat.

"I want to get a 3D ultrasound to check, but yes, she looks okay. The heartbeat is steady and regular which is a good sign." The doctor sighed. "I need you to stop worrying about your baby, because the best thing you can do for her right now is concentrate on yourself. Okay?"

"Yes," she said. "My back hurts," she added. "My ribs. When he hit me I curled up around the baby. He kicked me in the back." She didn't need to see to know that the nurses were sharing a significant look.

"I'm going to call and get the police down here." Olivia didn't argue because she wanted Elliot caught and to pay. He could have murdered her baby so she had absolutely no forgiveness for him at all she hates his fucking guts. "We're going to get you to have an MRI to check for internal bleeding okay?"

"Right," Olivia said. "Will that be safe for the baby?"

"Yes," he said. "We would usually put you into CT to check for internal injuries, but that one poses a slight risk for the baby. But MRI is perfectly safe, I assure you."

"Good," Olivia said. "I need a phone. Before I go anywhere, or have any tests done. I have to call my husband now."

"Okay," the doctor said. "We'll get a 3D ultrasound to check as well." Olivia nodded as someone passed her a phone. She dialled Trevor's number, glad he hadn't answered because she didn't know how to phrase the conversation and she left a message. With a sigh she put her head back on the pillow and sighed. She was still incredibly worried about their child, but then she felt it. A very firm and hard kick under her ribs and Olivia smiled. That more than anything else told their precious daughter was okay.

To Be Continued

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