Liv and Trevor [A Langson FanFic]

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Olivia left the kids with Trevor as she went upstairs and started to pack up her items. Trevor clearly was done caring about her since he didn't even call her and tell her that he was coming home. And because he didn't care that she was in the kitchen most of the day making dinner for their family.

Olivia was busy packing up some of Archie's clothes when Trevor came upstairs. Archie was whimpering and Olivia knew he needed to be changed as soon as they entered the room.

"Archie needs his diaper changed," Trevor spoke, and Olivia nodded. She took her son into her arms before moving to the changing table. As she was starting to change her son, Trevor spoke.

"Why are you packing shit up?" Trevor questioned, as he looked in one of the bags.

"Trevor, I'm done." Olivia breathed.

"Huh?" Trevor questioned.

"I'm done, Trevor. With fighting. With you being completely inconsiderate. I know that I messed up, but I've apologized. For everything. But you never apologize." Olivia spoke. She finished up with Archie before moving the baby to her shoulder. She patted his back until he calmed down, and then she laid him in his crib so she could finish up.

"You aren't taking my kids," Trevor spoke.

"Trevor, you are never around. When you are... it's rare. You work mostly, and that's all." Olivia spoke.

"At least I work. What are you going to do? You have no money!" Trevor laughed bitterly.

"There is nothing else that I can do! Trevor, we need to fix our marriage, but we can't do that when you are never around. When I'm getting blamed for trying to protect our family. So as of right now, the kids and I are going to be staying somewhere else."

"No, you are going to be leaving. Take your shit and get out." Trevor huffed. Olivia shook her head as the doorbell downstairs rang.

"Elliot is going to help me move. So unless you want to take him on, then get the fuck out of my way."

~+~

The girls were confused when they were taken to Elliot's house. Olivia was having a hard time focusing on much when they got there because she couldn't help but wonder if Trevor would be coming soon with the cops. That she'd get arrested for kidnapping her own babies.

"So it isn't much. But at least you are out of there." Elliot spoke, as he rubbed Olivia's back gently as he followed her up the stairs and into the garage apartment. She looked around for a few moments as Elliot walked over and opened the windows to air the room out a bit.

"It'll do until something changes... uh, I'm going to talk to Cragen soon. See if there is any chance that he would take me back. I doubt he will, so I also am going to apply to places near here." Olivia spoke.

"Liv, you don't have to work," Elliot spoke.

"I'm done taking things from my husband. I'm going to make my own money, and I'll get into my own apartment soon. My highest priority is to make sure my kids don't suffer." Olivia spoke.

Elliot nodded slowly before walking back to her.

"I think that maybe this is for the best, Liv. Now, I'm going to get my kids to help move things up here. Kathy is getting the air mattress out of the attic,  and we will make sure to set up the pac-n-plays for the kids to sleep in." Elliot spoke. Olivia nodded slowly before hugging her friend tightly.

"Thanks, El... I promise you that we won't be here for too long."

"Stay as long as you need too, Olivia. It's no problem at all."

~+~

That night, Trevor sat in his empty house with an ache in his chest. He just lost his wife and kids, but he still didn't think that what he did was wrong. He thought that being angry with his wife was what she deserved. She pushed his family away. 

Trevor was just about to call his personal lawyer to get Olivia's custody suspended when his phone rang. He quickly answered it, as he was praying it was Olivia telling him that he could have the kids.

"Hello?" He asked eagerly.

"The kids and I are settled in. They miss you, but when don't they? Uh, you can see them if you want... but you can't take them from me." Olivia spoke.

"You have no-" Trevor started to yell, but then he heard the call end. He went and tried to call Olivia back, but she wasn't responding. Trevor was so angry, that he stood up from the sofa and gathered his items before leaving. 

He barely made it to his car before dialing his father's number.

"Son?" Fred yawned into the phone.

"Dad, Olivia took the kids. She just took my kids from me and told me that I can't have them!" Trevor cried.

"Trevor, sit down. I'm going to tell you something, and you won't be happy about it."

"Is she there with you?! I'm going to come to get the kids and bring them home. She's fucked up badly this time."

"Trevor, Olivia called us. She explained the situation... how you haven't been around for her and the kids. How you are angry at her for what we did... you need to think about how distant you have been. How your kids don't see you for weeks at a time. So don't go get the kids. Let Olivia have her space before she decides that divorcing you is the best option." Fred spoke.

"But-"

"Trevor, you can't blame her for everything. Like how you blamed her for not being ready for the twins at first. She has no family, so she has no one to turn to in a time like this. She left because you seem to not care anymore, and she took the kids so that they were getting what they need. She's their mother, and in the end, they are better off with her if they can't be with both of you. Just cool down and then see your wife and kids. I'll give you the location of where they are when I know you won't do anything stupid."

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