Disclaimer: This is set during season nine, after the eggs are stolen. I forget the name of that one. But I think they needed a different ending, especially after the conversation that Elliot and Olivia had right before they got into the elevator. It's also how I think Livvy needs to get pregnant. So, read on! It's most likely a oneshot, but I left it open in case ya'll want me to continue it. So, read and review, ya'll!

Right There All Along

By Julia
Olivia Benson was sitting at her desk, exhausted. She was thinking about the case they had just closed. The stolen eggs, and that woman who had wanted to get pregnant. She knew how she felt. She wanted a child so badly. Since she hadn't found Mr. Wonderful, well, she had, he just wasn't available, she'd looked into adoption. They'd turned her down. Elliot Stabler, her partner, and Mr. Wonderful, told her that they were wrong. She had had to work not to keep her tears off her face when he had said that. He had no idea how much she wished she could have his child. They knew that they loved each other, but she wondered just how much he knew that she wanted to be with him. She'd thought that when she had come back to SVU, it would be different. It hadn't been. He had gotten his ex pregnant, and he had no idea how much that had hurt her.

Speaking of Mr. Wonderful, he walked into the squad room, looking so good, Olivia thought she might cry. He didn't say anything to her, just sat down at his desk and pulled out a file. She looked at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking. He looked really tired. She figured she was going to have to speak first. ''So, I'm sorry that I got angry at you.''

Elliot looked up. ''No, I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't think about how you would feel before I said what I did. I should have known that I was going to hurt your feelings.''

Olivia smiled wearily back at him, and had to work to keep the tears off her face again. She decided she was going to tell him exactly how badly he had hurt her when Kathy had gotten pregnant. ''El, can I tell you something? It's important, so I really need you to listen to me.''

Elliot looked up at her again, seeing the pain etched on her face. ''Sure. Let's go somewhere a little more private. That way we can really talk about it.'' His reply was surprising to Olivia, but she was glad.

Olivia nodded. ''OK. Let's go to my apartment.'' She got up and grabbed her coat, and stood in the doorway, waiting until he had grabbed his own coat and had joined her.

When they got to her apartment, she let them in and hung her coat up and then got a couple of beers. She downed hers and sat on the couch, motioning for him to join her. She took a deep breath, and then said, ''OK. I'm glad that Kathy had the baby, and everything is going fine with it and all that, but you don't know how badly that hurt me.''

Elliot looked at her. ''What do you mean?'' He asked, dreading the answer. It sounded like they were going to get into some serious emotions. They didn't do that too often. It was too complicated. Plus, it was like if they didn't talk about whatever it was, then it wasn't there. They seemed to get along just fine that way. Less drama.

Olivia took another deep breath. At the risk of sounding like a damn soap opera heroine, she said, ''It hurt because I wanted to be the one who got pregnant with your baby. And I was just surprised. I had thought you guys were seperated, and it just really hurt.'' Tears had started to fall down her cheek.

Elliot blew out the breath he'd been holding. He hadn't expected her to say that. ''To tell you the truth, Livvy, I really wanted it to be you, too. It just didn't really sink in until today.'' He took one of her hands in his own. ''When you said that they turned you down for adoption, that's when I realized that I really wanted to give you the baby you want.''

Olivia began to really cry. She buried her head in his shoulder and let it all out. All those pent up feelings that she'd been holding in just came out. She felt him put his arms around her. She cried for a bit longer, and then got up, to go get the hard stuff. She had a few bottles of Jack Daniels in her liquor cabinet. She got them out and a couple of glasses. ''Let's get plastered. I really need to get drunk right now.'' She told him, as she poured him a glass.

He took off his coat and his jacket, and rolled up his sleeves. He took the glass she handed him and downed it. She drank three before she poured him more. About a half hour later, they were through two of the three bottles, and Olivia was on her way to being completely plastered. She found herself unbuttoning the buttons on Elliot's shirt. She didn't let him stop her. She said, slurring her words, ''I have waited a long time to have you, and I'm not waiting anymore.'' She untucked his shirt as she reached the final buttons and pulled it off.

She ran her hands along his chest, marvelling as always at how great it was. He was so strong. She straddled him, and then ran her hand through his hair. She then lowered her mouth to his, for the best kiss she had ever had in her life, drunk or not. She wasn't surprised to feel him kissing her back.

Elliot ran his hands up into Olivia's hair, not really surprised that this was happening. When they had started sharing feelings, he had expected that this was going to happen. He was actually glad that they were drunk for this, because he wanted to get Olivia pregnant. He wanted so badly to give her the baby she wanted. She was less likely to remember the condom, having had so much Jack. He knew he was clean; Kathy was the only woman he'd ever had sex with, and vice versa. There was nothing to give her but a baby. He knew his swimmers were still strong, he'd managed to get Kathy pregnant.

Olivia climbed off him, not really wanting to do this on her couch. She had a feeling it was going to be wild. She took his hand, leading him into her bedroom. She pushed him on the bed, and quickly took off her top and unhooked her bra. She went to take her slacks off, but Elliot's hands stopped her. She said, ''What are you doin'? You can't stop now.''

Elliot smiled at her. ''Let's take it a little slower, OK? This has been a long time coming, and I don't want you to regret that it happened too quickly.'' He pulled her next to him on the bed, and began kissing her, capturing her mouth with his hungrily. He ran his hands in her hair again, and then down her back.

Olivia pushed him back on the bed, then she straddled him. She claimed his mouth again, then carefully undid the button on his pants. She didn't pull them off, just slipped her hand inside his boxers. She took hold of him and gently gave it a tug. He groaned against her mouth and slipped his hands down to grab her ass. She was glad she was pulling the handjob off nicely, because she was so drunk. She hadn't done this in awhile. Elliot seemed to like it, though, he was yanking her pants off and flinging them in the direction of the floor.

She let him yank off her Victoria's Secret panties, too, and then pulled his dress pants off and dropped them lightly on the floor beside the bed. She was just going to remove his boxers when he switched their positions. He wanted to take control. He wanted to show her what it was like to make love to your soulmate. He knew she had never had someone else love her the way she needed to be loved. He did, too, he loved her more than he had ever loved Kathy. There was no coming back from this now. He just hoped it was going to end the way that they wanted it to.

Olivia gasped when he entered her. He was easily the biggest she had ever had. She arched her back and groaned. He really knew what he was doing. She reached climax quickly, but her orgasm seemed to go on forever. When she finally came, she screamed his name more loudly than she had in the entire time she had known him.

Elliot kissed her one more time and pulled out, relaxing on the bed beside her. He ran his hand through her hair, hoping that magic had just happened. Well, it had, 'cause that was the best sex he'd ever had, but he was hoping that there was soon going to be a baby growing inside Olivia.

She kissed him once more, and then fell blissfully to sleep. He wrapped his arms around her, and settled his face in her neck, and fell asleep, too.

Things were weird for a little while. They didn't talk about what the wild night meant, but Elliot told Kathy, and he moved out. Olivia was beyond embarrassed that it had happened, good sex or not. Elliot had been married, and even though Fin told her that it wasn't her fault, Elliot could have told her to stop, she felt bad about it.

Then, about three weeks later, she was late for her period. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to choose a pregnancy test to take. There were so many to choose from. She finally just went with EPT and took it back to her apartment. The waiting was agony. She sat on the edge of the tub, staring at the stick. She really hoped it was positive, no matter what it meant for herself and Elliot. She hadn't known that they hadn't used a condom until her period was late. She wasn't mad, though, she figured maybe Elliot had done it on purpose. She'd been a lot drunker than he had been.

When the alarm on her phone went off, she picked up the stick and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and then looked at it. There it was. She was having a baby. She let the breath out and felt her eyes fill with tears. She was having Mr. Wonderful's baby. It had finally happened. But what was going to happen now?