Benson and Stabler

A Big Surprise

When we got home the night after the trial, I was a mess. Kids are supposed to trust cops, and look at what Greg Mason did.

On top of that, I have the flu. Elliot's insisting on taking care of me, and I really just want to be alone. I don't want him to see me this sick.

"Hey El, can you order takeout?"
I ask walking into the living room.

"Livia, you have the flu, are you sure you want takeout, it's not exactly the easiest on your stomach..." He says skeptically

"El, what if..." I say, my stomach turning.

"Liv are you okay?" He asks, gently.

He wraps his arms around me as tears fall down my cheeks.

"Liv baby what's wrong?" He asks, genuine concern etched into his face.

I can't stop crying.

And he keeps asking me what's wrong but I can't bring myself to tell him.

He's not letting go, even though I'm fighting him. I just want him to leave.

"El this wasn't how it was supposed to happen." I say still sobbing into his chest.

"What honey, tell me what's wrong." He says softly. "Baby please, tell me, what can I do?"

"I can't Elliot, I can't." I sob.

"Baby, Liv, you have too, I want to help." he says.

"Elliot, we were supposed to be married, and it was supposed to be exciting, it wasn't supposed to be like this." I say crying, hard.

"Honey what ever it is, we can handle it." He says sweetly.

"El, I-I think I'm pregnant." I say.

I can't look at him. What if he's angry? What if he leaves?

I don't think I can do it alone.

"Livia, look at me." He says softly.

When I look at him and he's smiling with tears in his eyes.

"Liv, it's a surprise, but it's a good one, babies are a beautiful thing, we'll be okay." He whispers.

"But El, we're not married, this isn't how we planned it, this is not how this was supposed to be, it wasn't supposed to happen like this." I say tiredly.

"Olivia, we don't know is it's even true yet, but if it is, Liv, I don't think I've ever been more excited about the possibility of anything." He says with a soft smile on his face.

"You always know what to say, El," I say, "But there's not a doubt in my mind, I mean, I'm throwing up, I want Chinese food, my boobs are huge, and I used to have abs, look at me." 

I pull my shirt. My stomach is still flat and toned except for a a slight bump right beneath my belly button.

I put my hand on the tiny bump that would be our baby, and sigh.

"Elliot I need to know for sure." I say, "I can't get excited about this and then have it not be true."

"Baby, we can go get tests right now." He says softly.

He puts his hand on top of mine, and kisses me.

"Can we go quickly, I don't want anyone to see us." I say quietly.

"Of course we can Liv." He says.

He holds my hand the whole walk to the corner store, and all the way back.