Author's note: 1) This story is set after Eli is born in season 9. 2) Please tell me what you think of this, I'm not sure if I want to continue this story but this idea popped into my head and I figured I'd try it out. 3) If I do continue this story, I promise I will make longer chapters than this, but this is more of a prologue than an actual chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own L&O:SVU

CHAPTER ONE

Olivia! Olivia Benson! Wake up! My conscience screamed at me. NOW! I groggily opened my eyes and felt something light on my chest and lap. As I turned my head I felt a little bit of pain and some pounding in my head, then I saw the slightly deflated airbag protruding from the steering wheel in front of me before remembering what happened what I could only guess was moments before.

I looked over, remembering where I was driving to and who I was with and saw an unconscious and pregnant Kathy Stabler next to me.

"Kathy!" I said, waiting for a response that didn't come. "Kathy?"

I reached for the thrown radio when she didn't respond.

Kathy looked straight into my eyes, making sure to make eye contact with me I'm sure, "Elliot Jr. Olivia, Elliot Jr." She quietly said before her eyes shut slowly and I had the newborn baby in my arms.

I looked at the newest Stabler I was holding for a second, dumbstruck at the realization of who this little guy was and why I was holding him.

"Keep the baby warm!" The paramedic yelled at me, pulling me out of my daze as he tried to revive the unconscious Kathy while the ambulance raced to Mercy as fast as possible.

I couldn't believe the scene unfolding in front of my eyes. I was watching my partner's wife die right in front of me in an ambulance while I held their newborn son to my chest, trying to keep the infant warm.

The only thing I could think of while this was going on was her, now five children, and her husband, Elliot.

"Kathy, come back please…" I whispered quietly.

I stood in the hospital waiting for Elliot to arrive, dreading the moment that I would have to tell him that he was now a single father to five.

I had never been close to my partner's wife. I had truly thought she hated me all these years, until a couple weeks ago when they had me over for dinner.

"Olivia, I know you and Elliot are really close," I reached for another dish to dry as my partner's pregnant wife washed the dishes. I wasn't sure I was going to like where this conversation was going. "And I know that if the kids or I ever needed anything, that we could call you. And that is why both Elliot and I are confident that what I am going to ask you is a good idea."

"What's that Kathy?" I asked, a little relieved that I was wrong.

"Well, Elliot and I are getting our wills redone this weekend and we thought that maybe, as long as you are okay with it, we could put you as their guardian... in case anything were to ever happen to Elliot and I before they are all 18, god forbid." She asked as she smiled at me

"I'm…I'm touched that you would pick me." I responded, feeling some tears trying to emerge. "I would be honored Kathy." I finally replied, earning a hug from the very pregnant woman.

"Elliot…" I managed to get out of my mouth when he walked up to me in the hospital, again being pulled out of my haze. "El, I'm…I'm so…I'm so sorry El."

"Olivia, what happened?" He asked me while I tried to control myself.

"She coded El, she coded right in front of me, I watched her, he- the paramedic tried everything he could, the doctors tried everything they could, I made sure they did for you," I had to take a second to compose myself again before continuing. "I'm so sorry Elliot. I'm so sorry." I said to him as he looked down at me in disbelief.

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