-Olivia's POV-
"Elliot?" The women said again, but he didn't move. He just stood there, looking at me, not saying or doing anything.
"Hello?" I say, waving my hand in front of his face.
"What?" He asks, still in a daze.
"Someone is talking to you." I say, turning around to look at her. She was a short, blonde, pretty girl.
"Karli." he says smiling, then walking over to her. He hugged her, leaving me a little jealous until he walked her closer to me.
"Olivia this is Karli, Karli this is olivia." he says standing beside me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
"Oh my god, the Olivia, as in Olivia Benson?" She questions looking at elliot.
"Yup. The Olivia Benson." Elliot says looking over at me and smiling.
"Oh my god. I'm so glad to finally have met you. I've waited so long." she says taking me by surprise and hugging me.
"Karli, come in here." I hear Mary say. Who is this girl?
"Who is that?" I say looking back at elliot, after she walks out of the room.
"Right after you moved away, about a month or so. Your dad found her in that warehouse over by the river, and one thing led to another, and Mary and your father adopted her. She has heard so many stories about you."
"Even the bad ones?" I ask smirking.
"The only bad ones are lies." he said kissing my lips.
"I guess so." I say kissing him back. Our kiss deepens and we both smile as the kiss ends.
"I've missed you so much." he says squeezing me and spinning me around.
"I missed you too." I say getting out of his grasp, remembering why I am here. I am here to mourn my fathers death, not fall back into the arms of a man that I once lived. He gives me a confused look.
"What's wrong?" He finally asks.
"What am I supposed to do? Run back into your arms? I'm not just thinking about myself anymore elliot." I say wrapping my arms around myself.
"I know Olivia. I understand that. I'll be in the baby's life if you let me." He says setting his hand on my cheek.
"I cant." I say walking out of the kitchen, and towards the large group of people.
"You okay?" Mrs.Stabler asks as I make my way towards the stairs. I look back at Elliot, and nod my head as a tear rolls down my cheek.
"I'll be fine." I say before walking up the stairs and into my bedroom, looking out the window. Everything is going to be okay.
A few hours later I woke up from a nap, looking out the window to see that it was dark. I guess talking to my baby was a habit of mine, because I seemed to be doing that a lot.
"Even though you aren't here yet, I already know that you are going to be the most important person in my life. Who cares about guys? We don't need them" I said with a slight chuckle, rubbing my hand over my swell, as the tears flow freely down my face.
After saying goodnight to Mary and the Stablers, the only ones that have yet to leave, I go to bed.
"It just you and me now baby, but that's okay because I love you so much."
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I am so sorry for the long wait you guys, but my life has been kind of busy.
