When Partners Lie ~A Bensler FanFic~ [Edited]

Chapter 17 [Edited]

Olivia's POV

"Mrs. Stabler." Elliot breathed tiredly, and I smiled largely.

"Mr. Stabler, what are you doing? It's still early." I replied and he wrapped his arms around me and held me close.

"It's our honeymoon. We can sleep tonight." He replied as he kissed my shoulder. I moaned and then it turned into a yawn.

"But I'm tired now," I replied and he sighed and pulled me into his chest.

"An hour long, but then I want to go swimming." He replied and I buried my head in his chest and fell back asleep.

***

I woke up the next morning and Elliot was opening up the windows and the sun came flooding into the room, and I could see the water from the bed.

"Such a wake-up call." I sighed and Elliot chuckled and walked over to look at me.

"Well, after the wedding we had and what we did last night." He spoke, making me blush. I climbed out of bed and he pulled me into his arms, a smile on his face.

"Alright, I'm going to leave you here and I'm going to make breakfast," I spoke quickly before running out of the room.

Yesterday Elliot and I had finally gotten married. It was amazing, and for once I felt happy and safe, which was only something I felt around Elliot. The crew and Elliot's children were there, and that is all that matters. It was a big day because it was also exactly 2 years since I had given up my baby, and the rape and kidnapping only bothered me every once in a while. Maureen had graduated from high school and was attending Hudson U, and Eli started to stay with us with the joint custody that was agreed on. Everyone was good, and finally happy.

We ate breakfast and then changed into our swimsuits and went outside. I wore a cover-up, even though Elliot has seen all the scars, but I didn't want to show it off to the rest of the people here in Hawaii.

"You are going to have some weird tan lines." Elliot joked and I just rolled my eyes as we continued to walk along the water, waiting to decide on swimming or just enjoying the sun that was rarely warm in Manhattan.

"El, you know how I feel about my body," I replied and he nodded.

"I do, but you are beautiful no matter how many scars you have." He spoke softly and I nodded. 

Elliot grabbed my waist and then started to slowly pull off the cover-up and my body was revealed. I swallowed hard and wrapped my arms around my body, trying to cover up everything I was ashamed of, but Elliot grabbed my hand and pulled me into the water and once I was completely covered I enjoyed myself, and my mind completely forgot the scars and I enjoyed our swim.

***

We stayed in Hawaii for a week, and once we left and headed home, Elliot and I were ready to finally go back to work.

"So, I'm heading to work, and you're dropping Eli at daycare?" Elliot asked the morning after we got home.

"Yup, then I'm heading to work," I spoke and he nodded. Elliot was just about to call Eli down when the 3-year-old ran down the stairs and right over to his toy box.

"Eli, buddy, we need to get going." I laughed, and he turned around, his red dinosaur in hand, a frown on his face.

"But Livvie!" He cried, and I walked over and picked him up.

"Buddy, ya have to go to school! Come on, I have your bag." I smiled as I kissed the curly blonde hair that was a complete mess.

"Livvie!" He cried again and I just smiled. He tried to convince me with hugs and puppy dog eyes, but it didn't work.

"Let's get your shoes on," I replied and he started to whine and I just continued.

***

I walked in with Eli on my hip, after he was calmed down and back to his happy self, and I signed him in.

"I have a few minutes before I have to go to work, so wanna show me that picture you were talking about?" I asked, and he smiled and scrambled from my arms and grabbed my hand, leading me towards a cubby with his name on it.

He stepped on a stool and handed me the picture and I smiled at, he stayed still for like half a minute before he ran off and I looked and saw him standing and talking to a little girl. I sat the picture down before walking over and grabbing Eli's hand.

"Buddy, I've got to get going." I breathed, and he frowned.

"Livvie, please stay!" He cried, and the mother of the little girl looked at me and then back to her daughter before fear grew in her eyes.

"Ma'am?" I questioned, and she swallowed hard.

"I'm, um. Maya come here, sweetie." She spoke and grabbed her daughter and pulled her away. For a moment the little girl looked at me, and I felt my heart start to beat out of my chest.

She had a mess of curly brown hair and bright blue eyes. The minute she looked at me, I knew who she was. I knew that she was the baby I put up for adoption.

After I left Eli, I left and I found the woman getting into her car.

"Ma'am!" I called, and she got out slowly and looked at me.

"What do you want?" She breathed.

"How old is your daughter? My stepson has a crush on her." I spoke with a small smile.

"She's two. Um, I have to go to work." She spoke and started to turn but I spoke again.

"You know it." I breathed.

"I know what?" She replied.

"Your daughter, she's adopted," I mumbled, and she crossed her arms.

"Stay away from my daughter. You may have given birth to her, but you gave her up. It was your fault." She spat, and the anger in my body increased.

"Do you really think I would just put my daughter up for adoption without a reason?" I replied.

"Yes." She said coldly.

"There was a reason that you would NEVER understand." I spat.

"Really? Try me." She replied.

"I was raped."

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