Saviors [A SVU and Bensler Fan Fic]

[Chapter One-Hundred-Thirty-Six]

Mary kept her promise and she called me every night for the first week. She asked me what I did, and she talked about school and how the kids were doing. She told me how Chris was going to school every day and came home with piles and piles of pictures that he drew during recess for me and most importantly for Charlie. I heard that Meredith was fussy and wouldn't go to sleep unless Elliot gave her one of my t-shirts to cuddle with. But overall, they seemed to be surviving and were doing okay even though I wasn't there.

"Alright, so Olivia let's see how your blood pressure is." Dr. Moore asked, as she slipped the blood pressure cuff on my arm and started to take my blood pressure. I just sat silently and didn't even look over at my mother-in-law or at the doctor because I was just trying to focus on being calm. 

"Olivia?" Dr. Moore questioned, and I turned to look at her.

"Yeah?" I questioned quietly.

"It's high still. Higher than when you were in Manhattan." She spoke, and my eyes went wide.

"No... it has to have gone down... I have gotten away from the stress. I've been just relaxing and focusing on Charlie and myself." I replied, tearfully.

"I'm so sorry, Olivia. But it's important that you-"

"I've done everything that I was told to do. I only walk an hour a day, and I sleep a lot and I try to not worry about my children. But you know what, if this is not going to fucking work I'm going back to Manhattan to be with my children." I spat, before ripping the cuff from my arm and starting to climb down from the examination table as tears streamed down my cheeks.

I stopped and I felt Bernie place her hand to my arm.

"Sit back down, Liv. Now." She spoke but sounded more of an order to me. I sank down onto the examination table again, before sobbing into my hands.

"We are going to try some medicine to help you out. Women who are considerably older than you and are having higher risk pregnancies are on this medicine. We will get this under control, okay?"

"Okay." I whimpered.

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Bernie drove me back home and I went upstairs and sank down under the blankets of the bed in the same room Elliot and I stayed in when we took the trip up here when Chris got sick and I was pregnant with Meredith.

I was just about to fall back asleep when a car horn sounded outside. I slowly pushed myself up, but I didn't move. I was already very close to the one hour mark, and I didn't want to use up all my time again.

"Liv?" Bernie asked as she came into my room. I looked over at her and sighed.

"Yeah?"

"Elliot and the kids are here," Bernie spoke, and I shook my head.

"They can't be... I'm going to get sicker." I whimpered, as tears continued down my cheeks.

"I think that it might help. That you can see with your own two eyes that your kids are good, and that will help. You are worried and anxious even without yourself knowing it."

"Let me wash my face... then I'll be down." I breathed, and Bernie nodded.

"I'll tell them. Maybe getting outside would be nice... right?"

"Yeah."

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I washed my face and put my hair up because I was hoping that it would make my kids think that I had been doing something instead of crying in my bedroom as I felt bad for myself.

"Momma!" Meredith cried as soon as she saw me. I reached down and lifted her up into my arms and held her close.

"Oh, Mere... it's so good to see you. How are you doing, baby?" I asked, as I shifted her back and a bit so I could look at her face. Her blue eyes were sparkling much more than usual, and I knew it was just because she had missed me just as much as I had missed her and her siblings.

"I wanna stay, Momma. Please!" She cried, and I swallowed hard.

"Elliot, can you take her please," I whispered, and my husband stood up and took Meredith from me before I walked over and sank down onto one of the chairs and ran my hands over my face.

"Mom?" Mary asked, and I looked up at them.

"My blood pressure is higher than it was when I was still in Manhattan. I'm on medicine now to help it, but kids... I don't know if this will end well." I breathed. Elliot's eyes went wide, as he sank back down onto his chair and held Meredith close.

"Like, serious to the point you or Charlie might not make it?" Elliot asked, and I shrugged.

"Dr. Moore doesn't tell me this stuff. She talked to Bernie after I went out to the car, so ask her... But guys, I don't think this is a good id-"

"This is a good idea, Mom. Because we missed you just as much as you missed us." Mary replied. 

"Guys-"

"Let. Us. Help. You." Mary ordered, her voice sharp and cold. I looked down and I didn't look back up until Chris came and stood in front of me. He placed his hands to my cheeks before forcing me to look at him.

"It'll be okay, Momma. I promise." He smiled before he placed his lips to my forehead and kissed me. 

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The night was quiet, and it seemed even worse after the kids went to bed. Elliot laid together with me in bed, but we didn't talk. We were just both wide awake and just laying in silence.

"This seems like something you should have called me about when you found out about the fact your blood pressure got higher," Elliot spoke, and I sighed softly.

"El, I was going to but it was so disappointing that I just didn't want to tell you." I replied.

"It's going to be way longer than we thought." Elliot sighed, and I nodded.

"Oh yeah. It's going to be quite some time before I'm back home. I want to go home, but it's not going to happen for a bit."

"You need to talk to me about this stuff, okay? Don't hold it in." Elliot spoke.

"Okay, I'll try..."

"You better try as hard as possible to open up to me."

"It's harder than what you think, El."

Hey guys, thanks for reading. Sorry that nothing good happened in this chapter because I was watching a documentary that was sad and stuff so I couldn't really get over the sad feelings and write something good. But, here you go. Please vote and comment all of your feedback below.