11.John Doe

907 31 10
                                    

I lay awake in bed beside Thomas as the sun began to stir against the beautiful horizon of the Moroccan sky. I hadn't slept all night, just lay there with my eyes open while Thomas held me protectively close to his body - almost as if he were afraid that I would disappear during the night and leave him with nothing.

I thought back to the night before - it was all I'd done while Thomas slept peacefully; I had no idea how he could after...

He loves you! I told myself as I turned my body to face Thomas; grimacing from the pain in my face when it brushed too roughly against the pillow. I settled on my side and looked at him for a long moment before I ran my hand along his face, stroking his cheek as tears sprang to my eyes.

"Please don't hurt me again" I whispered so faintly, it barely registered any sound at all. I wondered about what appeared to be a smile on his sleeping face; after my bath last night he was suddenly very happy and as curious as I was to know what had put him in such a joyous mood, I felt it best not to pry; it was a rule that he'd set early in our relationship and I knew better than to break that rule.

"Good morning" he said as he suddenly opened his eyes, jarring me from my thoughts.

"You're chipper."

"That's because I'm expecting good news at any moment" he smiled. I didn't have time to vocalize a response before his mouth was on mine, greedily kissing my split lips and pinning me on my back as he did so.

"Baby..." I whimpered at the pain in my lips, causing him to draw back

"I'm sorry angel; I forgot about you hurting yourself"

"It's okay" I said quietly, awkwardly as I turned my back to him and pulled the sheet to cover my nakedness. He'd taken me again last night, even though I'd tried protesting that I was too sore, I ended up giving in to please him and now I hurt even worse.

He snaked his arm around my waist, pressing his body against mine as he nuzzled at my neck and allowed his hand to dip between my thighs.

"Thomas...please, I can't." I said as I pushed his hand away and got up from the bed. "I'm gonna go take a shower" I said as I walked toward the bathroom. It was barely 6am and usually I'd be sleeping in but right now, I just needed a moment to myself, even if it was only in the confines of the shower stall.

...

David had arrived to Olivia's apartment with his wife, who'd insisted on coming to help with the girls. In spite of everything, Gina loved Olivia's daughters like they were her own and happily co-parented them, spoiling them terribly. She could never give David children and though she had been resentful of the pregnancy; as it progressed, she'd done her best to be accepting and to try to forgive the situation, deciding that it couldn't be undone even though it killed her to see Olivia's belly growing month after month with the one thing that she herself could never give her husband and watched him grow ever more excited over the impending arrival of his children. She'd even waited at the hospital eagerly the entire 17 hours while David coached Olivia through the birth then once the girls were born, she took one look at them and fell in love. She'd always dreamed of having daughters and the arrival of Aria and Sophia felt like an answered prayer. She couldn't blame those babies for David's betrayal any more than she could blame Olivia and although she did feel a pang of jealousy at watching David and Olivia rejoice in the birth; wishing that she could have been the one crying happy tears after bringing her children into the world, she never begrudged Olivia's happiness at becoming a mother and tried her best to be helpful and supportive in any way she could. After all, the children were everyone's first priority, everything else was trivial. So, when that call came from Olivia in the middle of the night, she was as panicked as David was and rushed to see about not only the girls, but their mother as well.

Over Her Head - An SVU ficWhere stories live. Discover now