This is now officially my longest story, both chapter wise and word length so yay me! Anyway here's chapter 35, enjoy.
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"Look, I told you. We can't rush this!"
"We don't have a choice. She's about to deliver in 2 & ½ months and I need her safe and sound, in my care before that happens."
"Look, you hired me to do a job, let me do it!"
"I hired you to deliver her to me and you haven't even gotten close; do I maybe need a new guy?"
"I'll get her to you…just give me a couple weeks; a month at most"
"Don't make me regret this Collins!"
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"Okay...no more phone calls, we have the night officially to ourselves!" Darrell said as he climbed on the bed, clad in just his boxer briefs where he had Amanda waiting in her very scanty black lace bra and panties.
"Can I hold you to that?" She said as he came up around her and caged her in with his arms and she put hers around him.
"You can hold me to anything!" he looked into her eyes before he kissed her, all the while thinking how he would possibly keep what he was doing away from her; he liked Amanda - a lot; something he didn't count on but it happened and he couldn't imagine this undoing them.
As he took her bra off and eagerly sucked her waiting nipple into his mouth, he knew that he wouldn't lose her, he couldn't. He had no intention of doing anything that Bronwyn wanted. Sure, that had been the plan in the beginning, but the closer he'd gotten to the situation, now he had too much to lose he thought as she moaned so beautifully against him.
"Damn you Collins!" Bronwyn said as Harlan was coming past the door of her bathroom. She'd assumed that she would be alone to soak in peace, just her and her son after burying the body but that wasn't to be the case as she saw him through the crack of the door. "Yes sir?" She answered just as the door opened.
"You got somethin I need baby!"
"I do? Anything...I could be out in-"
"The pin to your ATM card!"
"The pin to my- sir, why would you need the pin to my ATM card - if I may?"
"Not that it's any of yer business…" He said, primping in the huge mirror over the double sinks while Bronwyn waited for a continuance that never came.
"...but?"
"It's none a yer business god dammit, now gimme the pin!"
"3684 but sir, you can't go out, you'll be seen."
"It's dark, who gon see me? Truth is I'm fuckin sicka bein cooped up in here! Got a whole city out there and I'm stuck here with you!"
"But…"
"Don't wait up!" And just that fast, he was gone while Bronwyn sat there in her bubble bath, sulking."
"All I do for him and still he leaves me... why can't he just love me?" She cried before she realized that her son was sitting there on the side of the bathtub. She promised him no negative vibes and look…
"You're right, Junior I'm sorry. I never meant… You're absolutely right, they are getting quite full!" She agreed and pulled the stopper to let the water out. "You're such a good big brother!" She said and picked him up to kiss the jar before she got out of the tub.
"I hope everybody's decent!" Nick said as he and Fin walked into Olivia's hospital room.
"Tell me this is the last time we'll see you in this place before the baby's born." Fin half joked and kissed Olivia on the head as he hugged her. "How you doin?"
"I know, me and hospitals…and I'm alright; I just really want to go home." she said and reached to the nightstand for her water. "what are you guys doing here?" she said as she took a drink and put it back.
"You didn't think we'd let you be here alone" Nick said.
"That's sweet but I'm not alone." She lied. Elliot and Brian...what was going on with the two of them, she couldn't fathom but they were at each other's throats again after she'd kicked them out the first time. When they came back, they managed to get along for almost two minutes before the fighting started up again and she had had it and sent them both away.
"Damnit… I gotta take this!" Fin's phone was suddenly ringing, much to his annoyance. He loved police work but sometimes he wished that it would halt. "I'll be right back...yeah, Tutuola!" he gruffed before he stepped out of the room.
"You really okay?" Nick asked, concern in his voice. He didn't even notice that he was holding her hand.
"I'm fine Nick." She didn't mention the pain she was in, but Nick could see it in her eyes.
"Just tell me this…" He said. "Honestly, are you and the baby...you're alright?" Her eyes became wet but she didn't cry the tears this time and instead she raked her hands over her now kicking child. Through her exposed belly, Nick could see the baby's feet as she moved and stared in awe.
"We're okay."
"Can I?" He asked, referring to her belly. She allowed him and he placed his hands on either side, sitting there for a moment just feeling the baby inside her when suddenly she gave a huge kick beneath his palm.
"Whoa! You feel that?" He laughed
"I felt it"
"She's strong; just like you!" He said and squeezed her hand causing her to smile and look away, a few tears escaping and in turn causing him to shed a few that he quickly wiped away just as Fin entered the room.
"Baby girl, I'm sorry to cut the visit short but Nick, we have to go!"
"No, it's okay."
"I'll see you tomorrow!" He said and kissed her before he left.
"Keep your head up!"
"Bye Nick." Suddenly she was alone again and feeling exceptionally tired after a long day. She palmed her belly to feel her baby, moving so strong and she remembered what Nick said and she smiled.
"How about we get some sleep, Supergirl? Momma's had a rough day and I know you must be tired too."
With nothing else to do since Olivia had kicked him out, Brian decided to go and do some thinking. The doctor had made it clear that they couldn't do a paternity test without Olivia's consent and since he didn't have it, he was at a bit of an impasse and thinking about what might be best.
After all his thinking got him even more agitated at what he knew he'd have to do, he decided later to go to a bar and ended up at the same place as Elliot. And when Elliot saw him, his first instinct was to stay as far away from Brian as he could but the bar was crowded and since he didn't want to go to another, they ended up sitting beside one another and that led to trying to make small talk, and that led to…
"Look...if it's any consolation; I'm sorry!" Elliot said to Brian so low that he barely heard him.
"You? You're…" Brian was shocked; was Elliot apologizing?
"Yes, I'm sorry okay."
"Okay…"
"Okay? That's all you gotta say?" Elliot had apologized but he at least thought that he would get a little apology, something in return since they were both in the wrong; something more than just okay.
"What do you want me to say? I mean since technically you did start it"
"I didn't start it!" He said with an annoyed grin.
"You kinda did"
"No, actually I didn't!"
"Yeahhh, you kinda did!"
"Alright look" Elliot continued after he took a hearty sip of his beer. "Regardless of who started it; I can be the bigger man"
"Bigger man? Pffft!"
"...and apologize because the fact is, we're not doing Liv much good fighting. Can you at least get on board with that?"
"What's your angle here Stabler? I mean you virtually disappear for three years and then out of the blue you just pop up!"
"First of all, what do you mean what's my angle? I don't have an angle!"
"You know; she cried for you every night after Lewis. She thought I didn't know but she cried every single night for months and I wished that you would just come and make her better...but you didn't and then one day she didn't, so I'm wondering why now after all this time?"
Elliot sat and peeled his beer bottle, quiet enveloping him for a long moment and then
"It doesn't matter! She knows, she understands and she forgave me so explaining myself to you or anybody is irrelevant. I owe her and I owe my kids, nobody else!" He said, grabbed his jacket and left leaving Brian sitting with thoughts on how he would say what he needed to, to Olivia. Deciding that the best way would just be to do it.
"Okay, I think we have enough!" Bronwyn said as she turned off the pump and detached the two bottle-bags full of breast milk. "I don't know what I'd do without you here to remind me of such things!" She cooed to the dead baby then got up and put the bags in the freezer.
"Your brother is going to have a really good, healthy milk supply by the time he arrives, huh?" She'd never actually given thought to how exactly she would take Olivia's baby without Harlan asking questions. She could hear him now: What the hell did you do? But she just knew that once he saw the baby, he would forget all about it...wouldn't he?
"It doesn't matter...she has to go!" Harlan and I will never have a truly loving marriage until she's out of the way...he'll never love our son until she's out of the way and then we can create another… "Wouldn't you like that Junior, another little brother to add to the fold? Come on big boy, it's time for you to go to dreamland!" She picked up the glass jar and cradled it in her arms, singing softly to it as she exited the kitchen.
"Brian… damnit!" Olivia yelled as she came out of the bathroom to find him sitting in her room.
"I'm sorry...I know you said don't come back till tomorrow! But it just; it couldn't wait." He had her IV pole and was helping her to the bed.
"What couldn't wait, scaring me half to death?"
"Liv, I want you to take the paternity test"
"This again" she said as he got into the bed.
"Look, I'm sorry alright but ever since this morning"
"When you decided that she was yours over a craving…"
"It wasn't… Liv what are you so afraid of?"
"You've been thinking about this all day?"
"Yeah, pretty much"
"Have you thought about this: what if she's not your baby?"
"Then I was wrong and we move on…"
"Move on… I can't just move on. If I consent to this test and it says she's not yours, guess who has to bear that disappointment all over again?"
"Liv…"
"Brian, I'm sorry...I can't put myself through this right now and I'm asking you to understand...I need time."
"I'm sorry too, but if that kid's mine I got a right to know!"
"Wait, what are you…?"
"Tomorrow I'm asking a judge to order a paternity test!"
"You wouldn't do that"
"Liv I'm sorry, but you don't give me any other choice"
"Brian don't okay, you don't have to do this!"
"Then just give me the test, it's not a hard thing!"
"Why are you making such an issue out of this? You of all people should understand"
"It's just- I've been doing a lot of thinking about this and…"
"And what? You're acting like you wanna take her from me..." When he suddenly got quiet and walked away, she looked at him in shock, her arms protectively tightening around the baby, the realization suddenly hitting her.
"I...maybe just until you get your head in a better-"
"Oh god!" Her tears immediately began to drop and he felt like the biggest idiot.
"It's just tempor-"
"Get out." She said in a very small voice, still holding her baby.
"Liv"
"You are NEVER taking my baby, do you understand? She is mine, now get out!" This time her voice was big and unmistakeably very angry through her tears.
"I just-"
"GET OUT!" She screamed and threw the water pitcher at him. The nurses came running in and found her hysterical.
"Ms. Benson?!"
"You son of a bitch!" Between her erratic breathing, the tears that wouldn't stop, and her shaking she was headed for a major problem if they didn't get it to stop and as two of the nurses tended to taking her blood pressure and calming her down, it was the third, a large woman who grabbed Brian.
"Let's go!" She said and threw him out into the hall.
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"Hey, Amanda it's Brian; I was hoping we could maybe hook up if you're not busy...call me!" He said before he hung up and put his phone in his ran his hand down his face. He hadn't meant to upset Olivia like he had but what else was he to do? It's not as if she gave him much of a choice, she can't just deny him the chance to know if that baby is his and she can't deny that she doesn't need the stress of a baby when she's trying to get better.
"Still, you could have handled it better!" He told himself, then got on the elevator that had just arrived, and left.
"Darrell...baby!" She pants. She's riding him like a mad woman "I'm gonna...oh god I'm comin again, I'm comin!" She cries, it's so good she's literally in tears!
"That's it, come for me again, all over this dick!" He had her on her knees, above him, legs spread and they're pounding each other so hard, she can't think straight as she feels her orgasm coming and she's screaming as it hits. "That's it baby. Oh god!" he cries finally as he comes right along with her and she collapses in a sweaty heap on top of him, unable to talk and just breathing heavily with him, wrapped in his arms.
"Holy shit!" He laughs, then takes her head in his hands and kisses her full and passionate.
"Holy Christ! Tell me you're not a killer!" She said causing him to laugh.
"I'm not, but why?"
"Cuz I can't give this up!" She laughed and kissed his chest before snuggling there. "Where have you been all my life?" She asked, making circles on his nipple.
"I could ask you the same thing!" Just as they kissed, her phone began ringing. "Not me this time!"
She reached and grabbed the phone and saw that it was Brian by the ID and she threw it back down. "It's okay, that can go to voicemail!" she said, grinding slowly against him, her clit hitting his pelvic bone.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, cuz right now, I have an impossibly large cock still inside me and I'm sorta making it my mission to get it hard again."
"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?" he toyed with her nipples and she let out a moan.
"I hope it's a good death!"
"It's a very good death!" She leaned in to kiss him and he flipped her over, never breaking the contact of him between her legs, or her kiss on his lips as she wrapped her legs around him and tangled her fingers in his dreads.
He could not lose her.
As Elliot came off the elevator, he was scared to death and imagined every horrible scenario he could think of. The nurse didn't say what was wrong, only that Olivia was upset and that they couldn't get her to calm down.
"Mr. Stabler…" The nurse greeted. "We tried calling Detective Tutuola but-"
"It's okay, what happened?" He asked as they walked towards the room.
"I'm not sure. We came in to see her yelling at Mr. Cassidy and she was/is extremely aggravated!"
"That damn-"
"Her blood pressure is really high and it's not good at all…" her pager went off "I have to see another patient but please…" She left Elliot halfway down the hall from Olivia's room and he took a breath to calm himself before he continued on.
"Liv…" He said upon entering the room. The nurse had it all wrong, aggravated didn't even begin to describe the state she was in!
"I told them not to call you!"
"Guess they didn't hear you!" He attempted a joke that failed. But one look at him and she broke down in tears, sending him flying to her side to hold her.
"So we went to her apartment but she wasn't home" Nick said to Fin. They were at the hospital interviewing the victims and waiting on the rape kit from the man who had been assaulted.
"Aw man! Are you kidding me right now?"
"I wish I were!"
"So this chick was actually married to her father?"
"Yep."
"Harlan Lewis?"
"Yep."
"Said it once and I'll say it again; I will never understand white people!"
"You and me both, my friend!"
Brian left the strip club with a few too many beers in him so doing the honorable thing, he left his car keys with his buddy who owned the club and decided on a cab to get home. Unfortunately for him, he had to pee, something he hadn't thought of inside the joint and being too far away to go back inside he went into the alley to relieve himself.
Walking inside, he noticed one of the strippers from the club blowing a guy in the alley. "Hey Tiff, 10 seconds to get out of here before I bust you and your friend here for lewd behavior!"
She pulled her mouth off the guy she was blowing and got up quickly. "Sorry dude, I got kids at home!" And she walked off.
"Well now…" The man who was still in the alley said as he turned to Brian. I guess I should be goin too; you have a good night now, ya hear?" He said and tipped his cap and walked past Brian. That was where everything changed.
"Funny...if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were somebody else!" He said as he took a piss. The man stopped in his tracks and turned back around to make his way towards Brian who was busy emptying his bladder.
"And who might that be?" The man said as he picked up a broken two by four with two nails attached.
"A loser who better be glad he's dead!"
"Well we cayn't all be glad now can we, Brian?"
"Wait, what?"
He never saw the board coming.
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Stay tuned.