Labeled (SVU)

3 weeks later

*okay I'm gonna try this out, sorry if it sucks but I hope you enjoy it

Amanda's POV

Over the past couple weeks liv and I have started having sex. It's amazing and honestly, I couldn't be happier. But I've also noticed she never lets me touch her. Right now we're both tangled in my sheets at my house. I move slightly, trying not to wake her up. I get up and head to the bathroom, shutting the door quietly. I turn the water on and hop in. About 5 minutes later, I hear the door open. "Liv?" I ask. "Yeah babe, I'm just gonna brush my teeth really quick." She says. Turning the faucet on. "Ow!" I yell loudly. "What, what's wrong?" She asks, throwing the shower curtain back. "You turned the water on." I say laughing. She spits out the rest of the toothpaste. "Well maybe I can make it up to you?" She says, taking her shirt off. "Mind if I join?" She asks, not waiting for a response. "You know I don't." I say, smiling. I wrap my arms around her neck and kiss her lightly. "You okay, babe?" She asks. "I'm perfect." I say kissing her again.

Once we get out of the shower, I start making breakfast. "What do you wanna do today, babe?" I ask taking a bite of bacon. "I think I'm gonna see a doctor. Haven't been feeling to good the last couple of days." She says. "You want me to come with?" I ask, putting a plate together for her. "Nah, I'm sure it's nothing babe." She says, taking her plate and giving me a peck on the cheek.

Olivia's POV.

On my way to the doctor, I stop at home to get some Advil. I've been having the most intense stomach cramping, and I haven't been taking anything because I don't wanna worry Amanda. Once I get to the doctor, I take my keys out of the ignition and go inside.

"Do you have an appointment?" The nurse asks. "Yes, Olivia Benson." I say. "Alright here's a form, fill this out and we'll have somebody get you." She says passing me a pen. I sit in the waiting room, filling out the form she gave me.
1.) History of heart conditions? No.
2.) History of mental illness? (Anxiety, depression, ect.) Yes.
3.) On any medication? If so, list them. No.
After about 30 more, I hand the form back to the nurse. "Alright somebody will be out to get you shortly." She says with a smile.

After about 10 minutes of waiting, a nurse calls my name. "Olivia benson?" She says. I get up and follow her into the back room. I step on the scale and she weighs me. After that I go into the backroom and wait for the doctor. After about 5 minutes the doctor walk in. "Ms. Benson? I'm doctor Wyatt, can you put this robe on for me?" She asks. "There's a bathroom, right there, if you prefer." She says. I go into the bathroom and change. Once I'm finished, I get out and lay on the bed. "Alright, first I'm gonna ask you a few questions then I'm going to ask you to put your legs in the stirrups." She says. "You're sexually active correct?" She asks. "I guess you could call it that." I say looking at my hands. "These questions can make some people uncomfortable, so I am sorry about that." She says. "Is there anyway you could be pregnant" she asks. "No-" I could be pregnant. I close my eyes and cover my mouth. "Yeah, yeah I could be." She nods. "Did you use a condom?" She asks. I shake my head, "I have no idea." I say wiping a tear from my face. "We'll take your blood and find out for sure, okay?" She asks. "Alright now, can you put your feet in the stirrups?" I put them up, taking deep breaths. She drapes a clothe over me. "I'm going to give you a Pap smear, is that okay?" She asks. I nod. She puts her fingers inside me. I'm trying so hard not to cry. I take shaky breaths, in and out. I put a hand over my mouth. "Okay, okay, all done." She takes off her gloves, and grabs my hand. "I'm sorry. I'll have somebody in to take your blood, I could take it if you'd rather that." She says. I nod, and give her a smile. She leaves the room to get the supplies. I go into the bathroom and shut the door. I look in the mirror and immediately burst into tears. Why the hell am I this emotional?? "I hope you enjoy this as much as I do." He says putting his fingers inside of me. "Please, please, stop." I say just barely above a whisper. "Olivia?" I hear. Shit, the doctor. I don't look like I've been crying that badly. I splash water on my face and come back out. "Sorry, I..." She puts her hand up, "trust me, it's fine." She says with a smile. "Alright, I'm just gonna take some blood now." She says.

Once she's done, she tells me to get dressed and then we'd talk more. When I get out of the bathroom, she has me sit down. "Look, I know that the possibility of being pregnant is really freaking you out right now, rightfully so. If you are, I think you should try therapy. I just know it helped me when I was going through that." She says. I know exactly what she means. "How long has it been since it happened?" She asks. She knows exactly what happened. "Umm, I think about a month and a half." I say with tears forming in my eyes. "Well that's good, because if you are pregnant, you have options." I nod and look to the ground. "It wouldn't be the first time I've had options for this kind of situation." I say looking down. "I put a rush on the results. They should be back in a few." She says grabbing my hand. I smile, "thank you."

After a few minutes, a nurse comes in with the results. "Here ya go doc." She says frowning. The doctor opens it and looks. She takes a deep breath. "You're pregnant."