Saviors [A SVU and Bensler Fan Fic]

[Chapter Seventy-Three]

"Detective Benson?" The officer asked, and I frowned as I held the phone to my ear.

"I'm not coming down to bail her out... She needs to go through the system to get the wake-up call she needs." I sighed.

"Detective, are you sure?" He asked.

"I'm sure. And if she asks you to call her other daughter, don't. She's at work and doesn't need to be bothered." I sighed, before hanging up.

I leaned my head back against my desk before Monique started to speak.

"Someone's in jail?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, my Mom."

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I only stayed at the precinct until my mother in law came by and picked up Chris' bag. I said goodbye to my son, and then I went home where I was sick all night. Cynthia got home early in the morning and found me half asleep in the kitchen.

"Woah, I never thought I'd see that color of green on your face." Cynthia laughed, and I groaned as I pointed towards the stove where I had set a kettle.

"Please get me tea," I whispered, and she nodded. She poured the water into a cup with a tea bag and brought it over to me. She placed her hand to my forehead as I sipped the mint tea and tried to not throw up.

"I don't think you have a fever. Uh, is Chris here? I can take him to the garage apartment and watch him till you feel better." She spoke, and I shook my head.

"No, he's with Bernie. I just, I've been getting sick all night, and then I got a call from an officer saying Serena got arrested. There is-"

"Serena's in jail?" She asked, and I nodded slowly.

"Yeah. I told the officer that I wasn't going to bail her out, and neither are you. Now, I'm going to take a shower."

"So she's going to jail? For what?"

"Drugs. Now, excuse me."

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After my shower, Cynthia talked me into going to the doctors. I've been sick longer than Chris was, so she was concerned and I just didn't want to feel like shit anymore. She sat with me in the waiting room and watched me as I tried to not get sick.

"Olivia Benson." A nurse spoke, and I pushed myself up and Cynthia followed me. She took my weight and height as if I'm not a 26-year-old who hasn't gotten taller in many years.

"Alright, so what can I help you with?" She asked as she started to take notes for my doctor.

"Well, I've had a stomach bug since my son gave it to me, and I am still not over it."

"Still throwing up?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, but I don't have a fever or chills. Just getting sick and exhaustion."

"Okay, sexually active?" She asked, and Cynthia started to laugh. I elbowed my sister in her side, but that didn't stop her laughter.

"Yeah, I'm sexually active, but haven't been in a few weeks."

"Okay, well I'm going to listen to your heart, take your blood pressure, and the other usual stuff. I'll get the doctor once I'm done."

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"Tenderness, slight cramping, throwing up, missing period..." Dr. Maddison spoke, and I nodded.

"That's what I told you." I sighed, as I sat up and rolled my shirt down.

"Have you taken a pregnancy test?" She asked, and I shook my head.

"Nope. I don't think I'm pregnant." I sighed because that had been the last thing on my mind.

"Well, I'm going to have you take one. I'll call you with the results."

"Blood?" I winced a bit, and she nodded.

"Yeah, I'm gonna draw some blood."

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I went into work even if I wasn't feeling good and at about noon, my husband came walking into the squad room. I just happened to look up over my computer and smiled largely.

"Babe!" I exclaimed, and he smiled as he walked towards me and hugged me warmly. He held me close, before leaning back a bit to kiss me.

"Missed me?" He asked, and I nodded with a small smile on my lips.

"A lot. God, I didn't realize how nice you look with facial hair." I smiled, before leaning in and kissing him again. He held me close, and it wasn't long before Cassidy started to make vomiting noises.

"Okay, jackass, thanks for the welcome back," Elliot smirked.

"Your welcome, jackass." Brian smiled.

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Elliot and I went out and sat in my car for a while, and he and I just sat there together. We are rarely apart, so this undercover thing he was doing really upset us both.

"So, how was your time alone with our kid?"

"He got sick, and then I got sick and still am."

"With what?" Elliot frowned, as he ran his fingers over my hand.

"Stomach bug... but I went to the doctors and they had me take a pregnancy test."

"What?" He questioned, as his eyes seemed to sparkle even more.

"Well, you know when a man and a woman really-"

"Liv, I hate you sometimes." He smiled, before leaning over and kissing me softly.

"Oh, and my Mom's in jail. I have to find out how long she's gonna be in there because you really can't deny being high." I sighed, and Elliot nodded.

"Well, I'll find that out, and then I'll go see Chris."

"He's out with your parents... and thanks. I'll see you later." I smiled softly.

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After finishing up work for the day, I went home and found that Elliot and Chris made me dinner. I wasn't even hungry, but when Christopher ran up to me and was so proud of what he made, it made me so freaking happy and I couldn't say no.

"Oh, your favorite." I smiled softly, as Elliot scoped out macaroni and hot dogs onto my plate. I didn't expect it to be their favorite, but I'd eat a bit just to make them happy.

"Mommy, do you like it?" Chris asked, even before I took a bite.

"It's amazing, Chrissy." I smiled, but I was thankful when my phone rang. I stood and grabbed it from my purse before answering it.

"Olivia Benson."

"Liv, you just left me to go to jail! You didn't even try and help me! I'm going to be in here for at least a year for possession!" She yelled, and I just hung up the phone and sat it back down.

"Liv?" Elliot asked.

"Let's eat..."

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