When I Lay Our Baby Down

Chapter 1 I Missed That

A/N: This Is the sequel to Redeeming Olivia, if you haven't read it this will make absolutely no sense to you. I don't own the characters that come from SVU, but I have been known to make some up of my own! Please review!

Olivia lay asleep on the couch with her twelve-week old son Isaac, quietly asleep on her chest. Olivia's hand held a book still open and resting casually on her thigh, it seemed she had nodded off while reading. The last twelve-weeks had been amazing for the new mom who was petrified at becoming a mother but, who, has since found no greater joy than holding her son.

Olivia, at times found herself overwhelmed, especially when her husband, Elliot, had to return to work. She had one week left on her maternity leave and she spent all the time she had basking in the presence of her son and reading any parenting book she could get her hands on. Everything from learning how to pump her breast so Isaac would take a bottle when she returned to work, to childproofing the house, to reading Dr. Seuss. Her mother hadn't laid the proper foundation for her as she grew up and she had a lot to learn if Isaac would have a chance.

Two weeks after Isaac was born Olivia found herself willingly saleing her prized 1966 mustang to purchase 1998. It wasn't the old style muscle car that she loved but the newer mustang would keep her son safer and ultimately that was all she cared about.

Elliot opened the door to their home quietly, knowing that at three-thirty in the morning, Olivia would probably be sleeping or trying to get Isaac to sleep. Whatever the case was, he needed to be quiet and not disturb the silence. He loosened his tie and placed his shoes in the closet as he observed the pale light in the living room. He smiled discovering his sleeping family and the smile Olivia had as she slept with her hand possessively covering her young son's body.

Elliot gently gathered his son into his arms, careful of his head and walked him to the nursery. He layed his tiny body into the crib and pulled the blanket over his chest. Isaac had his mother's nose for which Elliot was thankful, his eyes were a direct result of Elliot but, his blond hair was uniquely his own.

Elliot returned to his still sleeping wife and gently took the book out of her hand and smiled at the title, "101 Lullabies". It never dawned on him until that moment that when Olivia said she knew nothing about being a mom she wasn't exaggerating. He brushed her bangs away from her sleeping eyes and smiled remembering how he had to show her how to change Isaac's diaper, how embarrassed she was to ask him how to do it.

"Liv," he whispered, "honey, wake up." He kissed her softly as he leaned over her body. "Liv?" He smiled knowing she was completely exhausted from Isaac's eating schedule. He slipped his arms under her slender body and carried her close to his chest as he walked into the master bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. Pulling the comforter over her body, he kissed her mouth gently, "Good night faker."

"Night sweetie." She giggled, "Girls got to do a lot for a free ride around here." She ran her hand along his shoulder and rested it on the nape of his neck and drew him closer kissing him softly back before resting her head again for sleep.

Elliot leaned forward into he stream of hot water allowing it to assault his body. The last year had been bitter sweet, arresting Olivia's brother for her attack, letting her father die, marring her and having Isaac, his heart ached and at the same time soared. With the birth of his son he felt as if things could only get better but there was always a since of foreboding that crept in the back of his mind. It was something he couldn't shake.

He extended his arms against the cool tile of the shower and rested his head allowing his emotions to finally surface. Seeing Olivia go through the last year had driven him to the edge, his tears fell quietly lost in the stream of water from the shower head.

"Elliot-" He was startled to feel Olivia's arms encompass his waist. "Honey, what's wrong?" she stepped closer allowing the water to douse her body.

"Nothing." He whispered turning to face her, "I missed you today, how was Isaac."

"I missed you to," She said feeling the tenseness in his body, "Isaac was a joy as always, and you're changing the subject." She caressed his wet face noticing the red swollen eyes that she'd rarely had the honor of seeing with all of his macho testosterone.

"I think I'm just a little stressed." He said pulling her close. He held onto her tightly, almost cutting off her breathing.

"Elliot, talk to me please." She slid her hand up his slick back and kneaded the twisted muscles. "Your back is in knots." She informed him softly as she rubbed the plane in its fullness. "Did you catch a case today?" she asked wondering if his stress came from work.

"No." he whispered shaking his head harshly as if trying to shake a memory from his mind.

"Elliot," She took his face in her hands, "What happened?"

"I had a dream…a nightmare." He finally managed turning the water off and pulling a towel from the wall offering it to Olivia who wrapped it around her body as Elliot pulled another off the wall and dried himself.

Olivia watched as Elliot left the bathroom seemingly defeated in stature. She dried quickly and deposited the towel in the hamper before covering herself with her robe. She found Elliot slipping on a pair of boxers as she walked to him.

"Want to tell me about it?" She asked resting her hands on his hips.

Elliot sat slowly drawing her to his lap, "I thought I lost you guys." His voice cracked.

"What? Who?" She asked softly.

"You and Isaac, I had this nightmare, that you guys were gone, I woke up and you weren't there, when I checked for Isaac his crib was empty." He rested is chin on Olivia's shoulder.

"Elliot,' She pulled his hands tightly around her body, "when did this happen?"

"Last week." He sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked not in judgment so much as curiosity. "You don't have to hold onto things like that, I know it kills your body honey." She turned to him and grazed his mouth with his own. "Come here." She whispered.

"Where?"

"Just come." She tugged at his hand and walked him into Isaac's room.

"What?" He whispered trying not to wake their son.

"Look at me." She guided his face to hers, "I'm right here,' He arched her neck to kiss him, she sucked softly on his bottom lip and traced the contours of his lips with her tongue, "And so is our son El." She motioned to the tiny body in the crib, "Promise me something Elliot." She whispered.

"Anything,"

"Don't hold onto your pain, please tell me when something like this is bothering you." She kissed him softly again and was preparing to pull away when he embraced her tighter and separated her lips with his probing tongue, he felt her breath cascade from her nose and he delighted in simply tasting his wife while he held her body in his hands.

"Olivia?" He whispered taking hold of the robe's belt, "I need to know you're here." He said pulling the fabric belt gently.

Olivia covered his hand with her own and whispered in his ear, "Then make love to me Elliot." She smiled softly taking hold of his hand and leading him back to their bedroom.

"Don't you have to see the doctor first?" he asked as she turned to face him.

"I did this afternoon and they said my incision is fine and I can return to normal activity, which I'm assuming, means making love to my husband." She smiled tracing his jaw line with her fingers.

Elliot untied the knot that held the robe in place and opened it slowly exposing her body. They hadn't made love since Isaac was born because the doctor hadn't given them the green light until almost two weeks after her staples were removed.

"You have to be the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen Olivia." He said observing her naked form and smiling as she blushed. "Your blushing." He laughed stepping closer and allowing himself to rub his forming erection into her body.

"Um…" she gasped as she felt him, "I think I have good reason." She laughed as he met her lips and searched her delicately as if it were their first kiss. He ran his hands along her cheek and traveled down the contours of her neck as he kissed her. She moaned at his delicate touch as it past over her breast.

Elliot separated from her mouth as he felt her nipple rise under his manipulating thumb, "Good to hear you again." He smiled lowering her softly on the bed. She sat up as he walked closer and pulled at the hem of his boxers removing them to release his erection.

"Did I do that?" She feigned innocence.

"Just the site of you." He smiled pushing her softly down and allowing her to pull herself to the top of the bed. Elliot hovered over her warm body and kissed her softly allowing his tongue and lips to explore her body. She felt his breath as he kissed her breast tenderly continued to explore her waist and rib cage stopping at the scar that provided life to their son as well as a new canvas of skin for Olivia's body.

"What do you think about this Liv?" He asked her kissing her softly.

"Um…" she arched her back, "I think it feels…pretty good." She panted.

"No," He laughed and traced the C-section scar. "I mean what do you think about not having a constant reminder of Oliver carved into your body?" He looked at her waiting for the answer.

Olivia touched his face softly, "I'm glad I never have to see that date again, I knew that having Isaac would change my life but I never knew he would save me from the pain of having to see that scar everyday."

"I'm glad you don't have to see it again either." Elliot whispered continuing his ministrations to her body. He stopped briefly at her belly button until he heard her whimper causing him to continue to his southern journey. He kissed her softly; surprised to see that in spite of being busy with a new infant in the house she had taken the time to produce a perfect bikini line. He kissed her softly and felt her body rise with the pleasure.

"Easy Liv." He smiled, "Want it to last don't you?" he kissed her again.

"It's been so long El." She pleaded with him.

"Patience is a virtue Liv." He smiled into her and probed her with his tongue. He tasted every crevice and fold that was uniquely her. He bit at her swollen clit and felt himself harden as she moaned.

"El…I"

"Shhh…relax." He said probing her deeper. "Come if you want, this is for you." He said placing his hand over her abdomen to control her bucking hips as he sucked harder on her cliterous. Elliot slipped a single finger inside of her and then another and watched her face as she moaned in pleasure.

"That….is so…good." She panted

Elliot felt her body contract around his fingers and he wihdrew allowing his tongue to finish what it had started. He moved frantically over her hearing her cry out and eventually he plummeted his tongue inside of her causing her to legs to contract as she cried out in release.

Elliot brought himself to her face and kissed her allowing her to taste herself within him. "Think you can handle another one?" he asked her rubbing his erection over her thigh.

"I…um" She panted trying to focus her attention on his words before deciding if she could handle another orgasm so close together.

"I believe in you." He smiled adjusting her leg for access to her body. He hovered her body watching her face; her eyes were closed in anticipation. "Open your eyes." He whispered rubbing himself into her oils. She opened her eyes and kissed him softly.

He withdrew his lips and inserted himself slowly watching her face as she adjusted to him; her breathing was fast and ragged as he filled her body. It had been too long since she'd been able to make love to him and it seemed as if her body was taking him in for the first time. He felt her muscles contact around him and he smiled knowing he was capable of making her cry out in ecstasy at any given moment. He decided to let her body calm itself as he rested inside of her.

"Please," She whispered bucking into his body.

"Wait." He smiled still feeling her muscles responding to him.

"I don't want to." She tightened her legs around him and pushed him deeper into her body. "Please…don't make me beg El." She took hold of his bottom lip and sucked it softly feeling him inside and wanting him to move within her.

Elliot moved softly as he kissed her gently on the neck "I need you so much." He whispered moving faster inside her, "I love that you're this tight." He smiled feeling her walls close in on him.

"Three months… with out you." She managed through his increasingly deeper thrust.

"Too long." He replied moving faster, building the friction that started in the base of his spine. "Too beautiful." He offered moving relentlessly in and out of her body.

"I love…" she pulled him closer and wrapped her legs around him tighter, "you Elliot."

Elliot tapped her cervix and moved harder and faster at her begging request as he moaned with his wife's whimpers and felt the sensation engulf his already aching body. "Liv," he breathed out.

"El.' She picked the shortest word to respond as she felt her breast flush and rise and her abdomen contract.

"Come with me." He whispered.

"I'm ready." She raked her hands over his back and in a manner of three deep and fast thrusts they cried out with one another. Olivia felt him bite gently into her shoulder as he dug her nails into his back as the orgasms past over both of them. Elliot rested his head on her shoulder and removed himself taking her into an embrace.

"I missed that." She smiled out of breath

"Me too." He placed a kiss on the back of her head.

Elliot felt Olivia's body relax against his as she fought against sleep and then finally surrendered. In spite of making love to his wife, in spite of how rewarding and loving it was he couldn't shake the fact that something was entirely wrong.