* Another new story… Opps. But it was another idea that I couldn't get out of my head. I'll work on finishing/continuing my other stories. But here's this for you guys. *

"Is this really how we're going to end this Olivia?" Brian looked at her as she held her head in her hands.

She hated when he used her whole name. She was always Liv, never Olivia to him and it made her cringe when he spit the letters at her. This was not how it was supposed to end. It was not supposed to end at all. He was going to be the man she finally settled down with, did the things she had always wanted to do with. Now it seemed as if it was all ending, quicker than it had started.

"I don't know Brian." She sighed. "I don't what this is or what's happening to us, but I just don't see how this is going to work out."

"So instead we're just going to give up?!" He nearly screamed.

"Well it would at least be better than sitting in this damn apartment yelling at each other for the rest of our lives just because we feel obligated to be together? Or just because it's apparently the right thing to do?" Olivia knew those words were harsh as soon as they left her mouth.

Brian scoffed. "So you mean to say that there's nothing left in our relationship worth fighting for?"

She didn't even know how to respond. When had they gotten to this point? Everything had changed in the blink of an eye and nothing would ever be the same. All she wanted was to rewind back to that day, make a different choice, and do what she should have done.

It was Lewis. It was always Lewis. He did something to Olivia no other human being could ever do. He came over her, controlled her, and knew every exact way to make her feel powerless. But she knew better than to follow him, knew better than to agree to meet him in the middle of nowhere. What had she expected, an easy exchange of the little girl for a chance to let him get off and get away without persecution? Nothing involving William Lewis was ever easy. And every encounter would leave a scar. The scar from their last meeting, however, came from not just Lewis this time.

If it hadn't been for her going after the sadistic man, maybe her and Brian wouldn't be fighting now. Maybe Brian wouldn't be so enraged by her supposedly stupid and selfish choice. Perhaps, nothing would have changed and they would have been back in the place they had been, a place where they had just started to get excited about their future.

"But that's just the thing Brian. We'd be fighting for it. Aren't you tired of it? I mean what is fun about having to fight for everything?" Olivia asked him. "We shouldn't have to work this hard to communicate with each other. We should be able to talk and to listen to each other for more than five minutes a day. Our relationship shouldn't revolve around anger and who can yell the loudest in an argument."

"So you're telling me that you're okay with giving up? You're okay with this child not having two parents? I mean why should any child of ours get to have a normal childhood, right?" Brian's anger was boiling as he spoke to her.

"Do not go there Brian!" Olivia's anger was just about at the same boiling point. "You know damn good and well that I want nothing but the best for this baby. But does this look like the best? What's going to be good about having a mom and dad that do nothing but scream at each other every night?"

"At least there would still be a mom and dad." Brian spit out at her.

Olivia took a deep breath trying to calm her raging anger before she said something she would truly regret and calm her raging stomach before she ended up running to the bathroom.

She knew he had a point. Brian almost always had a decent point to his arguments with Olivia, but that didn't mean it didn't bother her when they got into yelling matches. And as more and more nights were spent fighting each other, Liv just couldn't help but build up anger over every word that was exchanged.

"Just stop, please, Bri." Olivia looked up at him where he stood in front of her. "I can't do it. We can't do this anymore."

"So you're just planning on raising this child on your own then?" Brian's anger had been replaced. He almost seemed hurt now, like he had been betrayed by the one person he thought he could trust. Why had he wasted the last year of his life if all he was getting in return was a kick out the door?

"Brian…" Olivia's voice broke as she tried to speak. "You have to know I would never do that. I would never take your son or daughter from you. Just because we weren't meant to be a couple, does not mean I don't think you should be this baby's father."

He shook his head and almost chuckled, remembering all of the nights they had spent yelling at each other about being unfit parents. "I really hope you mean that Liv." Brian told her.

But nothing more was said by Olivia before Brian headed towards their bedroom. She could hear the drawers of their shared dresser opening, as well as the sound of hangers hitting each other as he searched through the closet. For five minutes she listened to him rummage through their room and she knew exactly what he was doing. Her only reaction was the tears that formed in her eyes. She couldn't even move to try and talk to him or to try and stop him. Maybe she really didn't want to stop him. Maybe she was a little relieved that there wasn't going to be an awkward, tension filled night ahead of her.

Before she could decide exactly how she felt, Liv watched as Brian came from their bedroom with a packed bag in his hand. He headed straight for the door and grabbed his jacket from the rack where it hung. He slid his arms in the sleeves, zipped it up, and picked the bag back up.

"I know you probably don't want me here tonight." He looked at Olivia.

She opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't have anything to say. Liv wasn't going to tell him that of course after what had happened she didn't want him there with her.

"When I find some time, I'll come get my stuff and I'll make sure to do it when you're not home because I'm sure you won't want to see me." Brian said it to her both because he knew it was true and a little because he wanted to make her feel bad, which he knew he shouldn't do, but he was too aggravated to worry about what was coming out of his mouth.

With those being his last words he opened the door and slammed it behind him without looking back. And Olivia didn't look at anything but the ground in front of her as he spoke and left, she couldn't watch him.

The now silent apartment seemed so empty. Olivia immediately headed for the bedroom. The drawers and closet door were still open from Brian's packing and Olivia closed them quickly.

She changed into a pair of pajamas and loose t-shirt, got ready for bed and lay down on her side of the queen sized bed, the day's events having worn her out. But as soon as her head touched the pillow and she looked to her left, all that looked back at Olivia was an empty space.

She gently touched the sheets where Brian had slept just the night before. Had she made a mistake? Did she really mean anything she had said?

But then it all played through her mind again. Every word they had said to each other emphasized as she went over it again and again. There was nothing good about where they had ended up. She couldn't justify feeling bad when she knew that separating was probably the best choice for not just herself, but the other person who would eventually be a part of the situation.

Her hand rested on the small bump of her stomach, feeling a small fluttering inside her.

Olivia had to remember that not everything was about her anymore. Not everything was solely affecting her and as hard as that was to get used to, it also made her a little bit happy that even though Brian was gone, she wouldn't be alone for long.

* Just an FYI: My version of Olivia and Brian's break up obviously happens after the last attack by William Lewis instead of before. And I know more Olivia and having a baby, but I promise there will be focus on some other things as well and I wanted to try out her doing it on her own. *