Saviors [A SVU and Bensler Fan Fic]

[Chapter Ninety-Three]

When we arrived in Albany, Cynthia and I stopped by a gas station because we both had to use the bathroom, then we headed to the cemetery. The sun was still up when we got there, so we didn't have to use a flashlight to find where our parents' grave was.

"This is kinda weird," Cynthia whispered, and I laughed softly.

"It is, but we are weird," I spoke, as I grabbed her hand as we walked over uneven ground. I didn't need to fall again.

"Here we are," Cynthia spoke, and I nodded as we turned onto a path and stepped off so we could be right in front of their grave.

We sat in silence for a while, as I shifted to try and get comfortable. Cynthia grabbed my hand as I swallowed hard.

"Uh, hey Mom and Dad. Sorry that we haven't been up here in awhile together... but a lot has changed in our lives. Like Cynthia is going back to work as a doctor this time, and I'm having a baby." I spoke, as I ran my free hand over my stomach. I felt Meredith shift a bit and I smiled.

"We started to talk to Serena again. She's really helping us, surprisingly. But we miss you both so much. God, we are twins, and Mom, you weren't even here when we found out." Cynthia spoke. I looked over at my sister and saw that she was already crying. I reached over and gently caressed her cheek.

"I love you, Cy. And you are doing great so far." I spoke, and she nodded.

"Mom... Dad... I was almost killed. It was so scary. A very angry woman came in and was just shooting the staff. If it wasn't for an intern that pulled me out of the way. I'm so thankful for Gilbert for pulling me out of the way. I miss you both, but I want to be here to take care of Liv and meet my niece." Cynthia whimpered. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"We both miss you. And we are still so confused about why you both had to be taken from us. We were left without any parents, and we just stuck with Serena. Yeah, she is getting better and we love her, but we miss you both so much. I miss being able to talk to you and not sound crazy. Like, I wanted you both to see us have families and lives. Now I'm pregnant and have a son, and I'm a detective. Just like you, Dad. And Cynthia is a big-time doctor and we are both happy, but we'd be happier with you two here with us..."

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Cynthia and I sat in my car for a while as we tried to decide to go home right now or stay a bit longer. I had to get home just because it was so close to my due date and I wanted to be near my doctor and such, but I also didn't want to stop spending time with my sister.

"I think that when I go back to work, I'm going to ask Gilbert out on a date." Cynthia breathed. I looked at my sister and smiled.

"You go girl." I grinned, and she laughed softly. She reached over and grabbed my hand before sighing.

"I want what you have. I want kids and I want a husband. I want to be happy. Like, truly happy. I know that you aren't enjoying being pregnant right now, but it's common. Women tend to be exhausted and uncomfortable, so they want it to be over with. Liv, I want to have kids that can play with your kids. Hell, I want us to be pregnant together!" Cynthia exclaimed, and I smiled as I looked over at my twin.

"I want you to have everything that you have ever dreamed of. You deserve it, Cy." I spoke, before leaning over and kissing her cheek gently. She seemed at ease now. As the weight of the shooting wasn't on her shoulders anymore. That she was starting to live her life again.

"Are you ready to go home?" She questioned, and I nodded slowly.

"Yeah, I am. But I feel like I want to go and see Grandma." I breathed, and she looked at me with wide eyes.

"I'm kidding, Cy. Come on, let's head home. I miss my kid and husband."

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Elliot was confused when I walked into our bedroom that night. I had left a note quickly, telling him that Cynthia and I weren't going to be home when he got home. 

"So, where did you and Cy go?" He questioned, as I started to change into my nightshirt.

"Albany," I replied, and he laughed.

"You are lying." He spoke, and I shook my head.

"Nope. We were in Albany. God, I'm so thankful that we went." I smiled, as I climbed into bed beside my husband. I slid over to his side of the bed and leaned against his body. He kissed me deeply and I smiled.

"So, what were you doing in Albany? Did you egg your grandmother's house?" Elliot asked, and I laughed as I shook my head.

"No. I wish we did, but I'm too tired to do that. We got tacos and then we went and talked to our parents... well we talked to their headstone. It helped. I guess. I haven't told you, but I'm struggling with being pregnant and all."

"What?" Elliot asked, his eyes wide.

"I love Meredith so much, it's just like my body. It's weird to be sharing my body with another human. My clothes don't fit. I can't drink wine or beer, and right now I want a beer. And like I miss being able to be held flush against your body. We can't really be as close as we once were because now little miss Meredith is in the way." I spoke, and Elliot smiled a bit as he leaned in to kiss me again.

"You may not like the way your body is changing, but I think you are absolutely beautiful. But you have always been the prettiest woman in the room. That will never change. But just about two more weeks. Then you can start to get back to what your body was before. When you were more comfortable, and I'll make sure that every day, until you are comfortable and confident again, I'll tell you that you are beautiful and that somehow, every day I manage to love you even more than the day before. I didn't think that was possible." Elliot spoke, and tears streamed down my cheeks.

"God, I love you."

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