Olivia Langan please?" Trevor said to the receptionist.

"Family?"

"I'm her husband".

"Okay, let me check," the receptionist said, clicking on her computer. "She's in room 228. Up on the second floor and on the right. Follow the numbers and you'll find her."

"How is she?" Trevor dared to ask. "Is she okay? And our baby?"

"Er… she's had two successful ultrasounds, according to this. Regular heartbeat. Baby looks good." Trevor let out a sigh of pure relief and smiled.

"That's good, thank you." The receptionist nodded and Trevor went off to find her. It didn't take long and he opened the door. His jaw fell open as he saw a bruise across the left side of her face. Her eye was puffed up and she looked awful.

"God Olivia, you look… who did this to you."

Olivia lifted her face up slightly in a smile. He closed the door behind him and sat next to her, grabbing her hand tightly before she could so much as say a word.

"How's our baby girl?" he asked.

"Fine," she said with a wide smile which belied the fact she was in hospital after taking a beating. "I was worried… more than worried before they scanned the baby, but over the past hour she's been kicking me on and off. Hard. I never thought I would like having something kicking my ribs. She's an exception."

"I'm very relieved," he said, a smile on his face. "Who did this to you Olivia?"

"Elliot," Olivia said. "The police are coming down soon to take my statement."

"Why he knows your pregnant how could he?! Why on earth would he do this to you? What the hell is wrong with him?! He shouldn't have done anything to you in the first place I'm going to kill him when I get my hands on the sunof a bitch he nearly killed you both"

That's why," Olivia said. "He wanted to know why I hadn't had an abortion he wanted to know why I was still pregnant with your baby and why I'm still with you and not with him. Then he hit me. And he got angry and didn't stop hitting me and I… lost consciousness."

"I am going to kill him," Trevor said with a growl in his voice. "Forget about the damn police, I'm going to murder him."

"No you're not," she said, putting her hand over his lips. "I cannot have you kill a man. Be charged with murder? No! Please leave it to the police. For me and our daughter."

"Olivia," Harry said, his voice low. "I can't. He could have killed you both."

"He didn't," she said. "No lasting damage. We're both fine."

Trevor squeezed her hand but he looked very unhappy and Olivia knew she hadn't heard the last of this. "You realise you haven't kissed me properly".

"How are you really," he asked.

"My kidney's bleeding," she said. "Only a little though and they want to keep me in hospital to see if the bleeding stops on its own. Otherwise just bumps and bruises. I was lucky."

"You have not been lucky," he said fervently. "I'm going to kill him. He cannot get away with this."

"Trevor…"

"I mean it," Trevor said. "He could have…" Trevor felt overwhelmed with emotion and found his eyes pricking with tears.

"Hey," she said lightly as she saw him crying. "I'm fine, don't cry."

"I can't lose either of you," he said. Very gently he put his hand on her stomach. "Either one of you." Before Olivia could say anything Trevor felt a thump under his hand, as if the baby wanted her presence known. Trevor smiled at her, looking at Olivia's face.

Olivia reached for him and wiped his tears away. Her hand stayed on his face and she was very reluctant to pull away. Instead Trevor reached for her hand and held it gently in his. Then he leaned over and kissed her softly. He murmured "I love you" against her lips. Olivia smiled and murmured back "I love you too.

Before either of them could say anything else the door opened and two female police officers came in.

"Do you want me to go," Trevor asked, noticing that they were glaring at him like he was scum of the earth. He realised that the police thought he'd done this to her and held in his irritation with difficulty.

"could you go home and bring me some things please and remember what I said," Olivia said loudly.

"I know," he said. "Don't worry." He kissed the top of her head gently, then he turned to the officers. "Before you jump to conclusions, I would not hurt one hair on her head I'm her husband and she is the love of my life my everything."

"Trevor…"

"I see the way they're looking at me," he said, turning to Olivia.

Trevor kissed her once more then sidestepped the police officers, leaving the hospital.

"Should I have him arrested?"

"For what?"Olivia asked confused. She herself hadn't seen the way the officers had been looking at Trevor.

"Miss, we've seen cases of domestic violence dozens of times," the officer said. "You were in your house when you were attacked."

"Trevor didn't do this and it is Mrs Langan," she said firmly. "I am not going to defend someone who hurt me this badly and could have killed our baby, not for a second. But Trevor my husband didn't do this it was my former partner and ex friend who did this who has not left me or my husband alone for months".

"Why don't we start at the beginning," the blonde officer said, sitting down. Olivia nodded and took a deep breath before she started to speak.

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