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Chapter 13

Olivia's P.O.V

I see myself being operated on. It's like I'm watching the past, but I'm not. This is the present. I watch as they remove something from between my hips. It's so small, I can barely see it. Even though it's about the size of a peanut, I know exactly what it is.

A fetus. A baby. A baby that wasn't inside the uterus. I sob, covering my mouth so that they can't hear me.

I watch as the lead surgeon, shakes her head. "I don't even think she knew that she was pregnant." the woman says. "Dr. Jamison, the woman who came here with her is wanting an update." a scrub nurse says.

"Tell her that I'm just about done." Dr. Jamison replies. The nurse nods and says something into the phone.

I watch as the lead surgeon places the fetus into a red plastic, and hands it to another surgeon. This surgeon drops it into a toxic waste bin.

I scream now. I want to wake up. Let me wake up! The surgeon stitches my waist up and the anesthesiologist takes the mask off of my face and the ventilator tube out of my mouth.

I close my eyes as tight as they go.

- - -

Opening my eyes, the first thing I see is Amanda. She sleeping but, she's holding my hand like she doesn't want to let go. I carefully remove my hand from hers and pull up the hospital gown. Underneath, just like I remembered, is a cut about 10 inches long. Instead of stitches though like I remembered, there are staples as well.

Amanda moans quietly in her sleep and I pull my gown back down. She lifts her head up at me and I smile at her. "What happened?" I ask. "You passed out Liv." she tells me. I already know this.

"I know I passed out. But why did I pass out?" I ask. She shrugs. "I don't know. They wouldn't tell me." she tells me.

A nurse walks in. "Hey Carla." Amanda says. I'm quiet. "Is this her?" Carla asks. "This is her. The one and only Olivia Benson." Amanda replies.

Carla looks at me. I'm silent. She's pretty. Tan skin, dark hair, dark eyes, short and she has a spanish accent.

"Hi Liv. I'm Carla. I was in the academy with Amanda. Before I left and decided to become a nurse, of course." she says. I give a small chuckle. Carla quickly checks my vitals and writes some things down in a binder.

"Okay. Liv, I'm going to go and get your surgeon. She will tell you anything that happened during surgery." Carla says, smiling at me kindly. I smile back. She gives both of us a nod and walks out.

Not even after 5 minutes of silence between Amanda and I, another woman walks in. "Hello Ms. Benson. I'm your surgeon-" "Andrea Jamison." I interrupt. She nods, narrowing her eyes. "How did you know my name?" she asks.

Not wanting to sound weird I nod towards her badge. "Your badge. It has your name on it." I lie. She smiles again and nods. "I have a question." I tell her.

"Go ahead." she says. "Was a pregnant? Did I have an extrauterine pregnancy?" I ask. The young doctor pales a bit. "Yes. You did have an extrauterine pregnancy. How did you know?" she asks.

I point at the binder in her hand. "I read the chart. I only understood the words "extrauterine" and "pregnancy". But I know enough to know that it means that the baby was not inside my uterus and that you had to remove it, via surgery." I lie, gesturing towards my staples and stitches. The woman nods, brushing her brown hair out of her face.

"So you know everything, I guess. Anyways, I just need you to stay here until the day after tomorrow and then you can go home." Dr. Jamison says.

I nod and she walks out. Amanda looks at me.

"I thought I lost you." she sobs. I move over on the bed and she sits next to me.

"I'm not going anywhere." I whisper. She nods, her blue eyes sparkling like stars.