Saving Bradley (An SVU Fanfiction)

What Happens in the Courtroom

 *Nobody's POV

Nick has been watching Olivia sleep for the past five minutes. She's just so beautiful. The way she smiles or giggles in her sleep. Her light, soft snoring is so adorable. Its taking every ounce of strength for Nick to not touch her. Her tan, warm skin, just waiting to be caressed. As they lay there, naked, Olivia shifts her body, leaning back into Nick.

"Mm.", Olivia mumbles as she comes out of her deep sleep. Nick moves her hair back and plants soft kisses on her bare shoulder.

"Good morning, beautiful.", Nick whispers in her ear. Olivia smiles ear to ear at the sound of that. She'll never get used to it. "Did you sleep well?", she nods her head. Nick wraps his arm around her belly and kisses the back of her head.

"What time is it?", she asks groggily.

"Uh..", he looks at the bedside clock. "..6:30."

"I don't wanna get up.", she rolls over so they're facing each other. "I just want to lay here..like this..all day.", Nick trails his fingertips from her shoulder, down her arm until their fingers intertwine.

"I know, but we gotta go to work..", he pecks her lips. "..and get Bradley to school."

"I know.", she sighs. She is just so comfortable right now. Olivia's phone starts buzzing. Nick reaches over her to grab it and hands it to her. Its Barba. She already knows its about Henry Collins' trial, he's Bradley's 'father'. She answers the phone, not wanting to know the bad news. With Barba, there's always bad news. "Benson."

"Did I wake you?"

"No. What is it?"

"The trial..I uh..", he stops, not knowing how to say the next few words.

"Barba, spit it out.", Olivia demands.

"Bradley."

"What about Bradley?", she sits straight up, Nick mimicking her. Nick mouths the words 'what's going on?'.

"The defense is calling her as a witness.", the A.D.A tells her.

"No! No! Not happening.", Olivia protests. "He represents himself, he doesn't get to re-traumatize her."

"Liv, what is it?", Nick asks. Olivia covers the phone with her hand.

"The bastard is calling Bradley to the stand.", she puts the phone back to her ear.

"There is no way around it, Olivia. Bring her in today and I'll talk to her, get her prepped."

"W-what time?"

"The earlier, the better.", Olivia can feel the tears building in her eyes. Nick holds her in his arms. "I need to know all the details, I need to make sure her story has no holes-"

"Yeah, I know the drill.", she snaps. "I'll-we'll be down there as soon as we can."

"Alright. Olivia?"

"Yeah?"

"It'll be okay. She's a strong kid."

"That's the thing. She's a kid.", she hangs up the phone and let's the tears pour as she clings to Nick. "How do I tell her she has-"

"WE will tell her. You aren't doing this alone. Everything will be okay. Okay?", she nods her head and they share a short kiss. "I'm gonna get ready.."

*Olivia's POV

After Nick and I took a shower and got dressed, we went to Bradley's room. I sat on the edge of the bed and woke her.

"Bradley? Wake up, sweetie."

"Five more minutes.", she groans.

"Baby, this is important.", she raises up and sits Indian style. I take her hands in mine, forgetting that I now have a ring in my finger.