Things to know: I'm trying a different approach with this story and I'm starting it without a backstory. The backstory gets played out more toward the end of the story so, you will know how everything hapthat happened before. (You will hopefully understand what I mean after you finish this chapter.)
It had been fourteen years since Olivia had last had cancer and now Julie was a teenager. Elliot and Olivia were happier than ever that they had the opportunity to adopt and they wouldn't have changed it for the world. They were finally getting their happy ever after. They had each other, whom they loved dearly and they had their wonderful daughter. Olivia's cancer was gone and the only worries they had was their job and their family.
Julie was happy too. She loved her mom and dad more than anything and she respected them for working at Manhattan Special Victims Unit. She was especially grateful that they had wanted a child.
"Mom! I'm home from school!" Julie called as she sat her books down on the kitchen counter.
"Hey Jule," Olivia said as she finished putting her jacket on. She was frantically rushing around the house looking for her shoes.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Julie asked.
"I have a doctor's appointment I'm late for," Olivia answered, "Your dad should be home early from work tonight and we are going out to dinner to celebrate your 'A' on the science project."
Julie smiled at how her mother looked as she rushed around the house making sure she hadn't forgotten anything. Once she found her shoes she slipped them on and gave Julie a kiss on the cheek and then made her way out of the door.
Olivia sat patiently in the waiting area at the doctor's office where she was worrying herself about the results of the mammogram. When she saw her Oncologist, Anne, approaching she noticed that her heart was picking up it's pace. She was super nervous about the results. She hated thinking about the fact that it could come back at any time. She got up and walked toward Anne when Anne had called her name.
"Have a seat," Anne said kindly, sitting down behind her desk.
Olivia sat down in the comfy green chair that was sat across from Anne and folded her hands tightly in her lap. The look on Anne's face wasn't too promising that things were going good. "I'm really hoping for some good news," Olivia said after taking a deep breath.
"Olivia…" Anne said in a shaky voice, "I'm so sorry."
Olivia let out a huge breath she didn't know she had been holding and her eyes started to turn that glossy color of pink. "I-I don't understand. I did everything right. Are you… are you sure?"
Anne nodded, confirming Olivia's worst fear. She let the tears flow down her cheeks as Anne explained the prognosis.
"I have to do chemotherapy again?" Olivia asked. She remembered what it had been like last time when she had to go through this. She had lost her hair and she was tired and in pain all of the time. She thought all of that was finally behind her. After she got married and had adopted Julie, she thought that her life would end in happiness.
"Once a cancer patient has relapsed," Anne said taking Olivia's hand in hers, "It's harder to receive remission. Chemotherapy is a strong drug and hopefully it will be more effective."
Anne sat quietly for a few moments while Olivia continued to let out her silent cries. Anne had been an oncologist for twenty-three years and it never got easier. She hated when she had to tell her patients they had cancer; especially her favorite ones and especially if it was a relapse.
"Again, Olivia, I'm really sorry."
At the precinct, Elliot was just finishing up some paperwork when his cell phone started ringing from his pocket. "Hey beautiful," he said answering the phone.
Knowing that Olivia had to tell Elliot that she had cancer again made her heart want to shatter into a million pieces. She had already had it happen once, she didn't understand why she had to go through it again.
"Elliot, I just got back from my doctor's appointment."
"Liv," Elliot said starting to get worried, "Are you crying?"
"El," Olivia said on the other end of the phone, "The cancer is back."
There was a moment of silence as both of them relived the first time this had happened. They had just gotten together at the time and things were tough but, they got through it. They always did.
"Anne said that once a cancer patient relapses it's harder to achieve remission." Olivia's voice shook as she continued to tell Elliot what Anne had said.
"Where are you?" Elliot asked, "You shouldn't be by yourself."
"I'm outside the precinct in my car," Olivia answered, "I really need to see you."
"I'm on my way."
In the elevator on the way downstairs, Elliot started thinking about the day he proposed. He loved Olivia with all of his heart and he couldn't imagine spending the rest of his life without her. Things had really cleared up for them after the wedding and he didn't think they would come back. But now, in this moment, it was back and this time they had Julie.
When Elliot got outside the first thing he did was gently pull Olivia out of the car and wrap his arms around her. She rested her head on his shoulder and he could hear her sobbing. He felt the tears starting to seep through his shirt. He started playing with her hair and whispering to her that everything would be okay.
"How are we going to tell Julie?" Olivia cried.
"We will tell her together," Elliot said kissing her forehead, "You don't have to do this alone and you never will."
Olivia nodded and appreciated the moment of safeness she felt while she was entangled in Elliot's arms.
When Elliot and Olivia had arrived home later that day, Julie was sitting on the couch doing her homework. "Hey guys, how was work?"
Elliot sighed, "Jules, your mother and I have something we need to talk to you about."
Julie sat her pencil down in her math book so she wouldn't lose her page and then she closed her book shut. "What's wrong?"
Olivia sat down on the couch next to Julie and Elliot sat on the other side of Olivia. He held her hand while she worked up the courage to tell Julie what was going on.
"Well, you know that your mom had a doctor's appointment today," Elliot said starting the conversation.
Julie was starting to worry. She didn't think she could handle if something happened to her mom. She loved her too much and just couldn't bare the fact if something was seriously wrong.
"Mom?" Julie asked turning her attention toward Olivia, "What's going on? Is everything okay?"
"I have breast cancer," Olivia said quickly. It was like ripping off a band aid.
Julie felt her heart begin beating faster in her chest, "What? I don't understand! How… are you sure?"
Olivia reached over and put her hand on Julie's leg, "I'm sure."
Julie started crying, "No! You're my mom! You can't have cancer!"
Seeing Julie act the way she was acting made Olivia's heart ache even more. She couldn't take it. She pulled Julie close to her for a tight hug before she got up and walked to her room, closing the door behind her.
Elliot knew that Olivia needed time to process everything. He knew that he had to be the rock in the house. For Olivia and Julie both.
"Jules," Elliot said standing up, "She's really upset and we just need to be there for her whenever she needs our help. She's tough though. She's beat it before and I have faith that she can do it again."
"She's had cancer before?" Julie asked wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Before we adopted you," Elliot began, "Before you were even born she was diagnosed. We had just gotten together at the time when it all happened and that's what made us stronger."
"Can you tell me the story of how you guys got together?" Julie asked.
"It's a long story," Elliot answered placing extra emphasis on the word 'long.' "I'll tell you someday but, right now I need to go make sure your mother's okay."
Julie understood and gave Elliot a hug before she went to her room to go to sleep. After the terrible news that the family received, they decided to skip dinner and just go to sleep.