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Elliot felt terrible. He had been totally drunk and Tracey had offered to take him home, so he didn't kill himself. Then she came onto him, and for a split second, he thought it was Olivia.

Well, it probably never will be Olivia again. They had a daughter together and another baby on the way and he had totally screwed it up.

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Paige was excited that she was having brother or sister, but she wanted her daddy there badly. Cindy was a huge help to Olivia. She would take Paige to school every other day and pick up the same day as well. She accompanied Olivia to doctor's appointments or watched Paige while Olivia went to them alone.

Olivia was nearly nine months pregnant now. She found out early on that it was another girl. She was excited, but she had no clue how she was going to be a single, working mom to two little girls.

Sometimes life just isn't fair.

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Elliot had tried mercilessly to get a hold of Olivia, but she seemed to have vanished. Every time he would see a brunette little girl, he would think it was Paige. He missed her and Olivia and the baby that wasn't even born yet. Elliot used up all of his unused vacation time after that night with Tracey. He was still using up his time now, six months later.

As he sat on his couch staring at the blank TV, he couldn't help but wonder what Olivia was doing at that moment.

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At that moment, Olivia was delivering a healthy 6-pound baby girl, Hannah Sophia Stabler. Olivia hated that man, but he was her girls' father and they deserved to at least have his last name.

Cindy brought Paige in to see Hannah about four hours later. Paige squealed with delight when she saw her mom and leapt onto the bed next to her.

"Mommy, Mommy, where were you?"

"This is your sister."

Paige acknowledged Hannah for the first time and smiled.

"Can we name her Snow White?"

"No, sweetie, her name's Hannah."

"Anna."

"No, Paige, Hannah."

"I'm gonna call her Anna."

Cindy came over and cooed over the little girl before leaving to feed her husband, grumbling about lazy, drunk men.

Paige looked up at Olivia a few hours later, when they were attempting to eat the hospital food.

"Momma?"

"What, honey?"

"Why don't you love Daddy?"

Olivia choked on her lime jello.

"Paige, I love your daddy, I just don't like him very much right now."

"Why?"

"I'll tell you when you're older."

Paige nodded and turned back to the TV. Two hours later, Hannah was in the nursery and Paige and Olivia were curled up in the hospital bed.

"Momma?"

"Paige?"

"I'm older now."

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Ten years had passed and Elliot had given up on finding Olivia and his kids. It was his last day on the job as a Detective; tomorrow he was going to become Captain. A stunning brunette teenager walked in with a younger, carbon copy of herself walking behind her. The teenager walked over to Elliot and slapped him.

"Jerk!"

The whole precinct turned to watch as Elliot rose out of his chair and glared down at the girl.

"That doesn't intimidate me."

"What was that?" Elliot's voice was eerily calm and cold.

"A bitch-slap."

"Why?"

"Because you're a jerk and you deserved to be slapped. And shot."

"We need to leave now," the little girl whispered from behind her sister.

"Come on, Hannah, let's go."

The girls turned and walked out. Elliot sprinted after them.

"Hey! I wasn't done with you!"

"Yeah, well we were done with you," The girl threw over her shoulder, "And so is our mother, she could have done better than you and I'm ashamed I have to call you my father."

"Yeah," the little girl, Hannah, stuck her tongue out at Elliot.

"Pa-Paige?"

"It's Paige, not Pa-Paige."

"Where were you guys?"

"At our house."

"Very funny. Where is your house?"

"We're not allowed to tell strangers."

"Oh, but you're allowed to slap strangers?"

"Strangers who deserve it."

A tall, attractive boy ran into the building, "Paige, Hannah, we need to go, now! Maddie squealed!"

"Damn her!"

Paige grabbed Hannah's hand and they ran out after the boy.

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Cindy and Olivia were standing in Olivia's kitchen when the five kids returned.

"Where were you?" Olivia stepped into the foyer.

"Out." Paige supplied.

Paige was brave enough to face her mother, at 15 she was maturing fast. Hannah was almost 11 and was maturing almost as fast as Paige. Jack was 16 and dating Paige. Sadie was 15 and still Paige's best friend. Maddie was 12 and she was the least-liked of the group.

"You know damn well that isn't going to work, Paige Alexis."

Cindy ushered her kids out the door and turned to Olivia, "I'll see you at work tomorrow."

"We were in the city, Olivia."

"Where did you get this attitude?"

"My father. Who, by the way, doesn't take lightly at being slapped."

Paige stomped out of the apartment, leaving Hannah and Olivia in the kitchenette.

"Mom?"

"What, Hannah?"

"Are you mad at me?"

"You're only 10, so it isn't really your fault."

"But I stuck my tongue out at Daddy."

"Hannah Sophia, you know you aren't supposed to do that."

"He was a jerk-butt."

"Go play."

Olivia sunk down into a chair at the table and ran her hands through her hair. Why the hell do teenage girls have to be so damn difficult?

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Wow. I have two daughters. Paige and Hannah. Paige and Hannah Stabler. Wow. But one's a teenager. Shit.

Ok, I am making these chapters short because it is easier! Don't come at me with pitchforks please!? Review.