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Baby Brady Alexander Benson-Stabler was two months old now. and they all were headed back home to New York.
Olivia looked down to the seat on her left. Her baby boy was sound asleep in his carrier. His tiny olive toned fists were clenched and he kicked his left leg. Olivia guessed that he was dreaming until he woke up, beginning to wimper and thrust about.
"Oh my poor baby." She whispered as she picked him up. "It's ok, Brady. Mommy's got you." She cooed motherly as she rubbed his tiny back.
Brady settled down in the warmth of his mother's arms and slowly drifted back off to sleep.
Elliot and Alex were amazed at how naturally Olivia had become accustom to motherhood. She didn't even mind getting up at two in the morning to feed her baby boy. In fact that was her favourite feeding time. Olivia would sit in the rocking chair, nursing Brady and would occasionally look out the window at the shining stars in the night sky. It was so peaceful. The nursery would be dark besides a night light in the corner and Olivia loved and enjoyed the quiet, night time bonding with her gorgeous son, who had her olive complexion, her soft, dark brown hair, her nose and her mouth. The rest of him was all Elliot, especially his gorgeous, twinkling, azure blue orbs. You could easily tell that this little boy was half Stabler; there was no doubt about it. But he was a mama's boy.
Elliot looked over at the mother of his newest son and smiled. It was normal for Olivia to calm Brady down that quickly. There were times where Brady was in a bad mood and Olivia had a tough time trying to calm him down but those times were bound to happen.
"Is he alright now?" Elliot whispered.
Olivia looked up at the handsome detective to her right and nodded with a slight smile as she continued to rock Brady. "Yeah, just a dream.
Elliot noticed the black bags underneath Olivia's pools of deep mocha. She was exhausted. "Liv, honey. You're exhausted."
The beautiful brunette slowly shook her head. "No, I'm not. I'm fine, El, really."
"Pass me Brady and get some sleep, honey." Eliot tried to convince her, softly.
Olivia sighed and caressed her son's baby soft, olive toned cheek. "He'll be asking for another feed soon, El; so there is no point."
Elliot rubbed his stiff neck and turned to Alex, who was seated in the seat across the asle. "Alex, help me out here."
Alex looked up from her magazine. "I agree that Liv is exhausted, Elliot but who wouldn't be with a two month old baby...but I'm keeping out of this one." Alex stated before going back to an article that she was reading the magazine.
Elliot sighed again and turned back to the beautiful woman beside him, who was still trying to work off her baby weight, not that she hated it; she just wanted to go back to her old weight but was happy with the few extra curves she'd gained from pregnancy. "Liv, please." He pleaded with her, "just until Brady decides that he is hungry."
Olivia thought about it and was about to give a positive answer when she was cut off by a hungry, wailing two month old boy in her arms.
"Olivia, I see little Brady is hungry again." The voice belonged to a young air hostess, Joanne Eames.
Olivia looked up and nodded. "He sure is."
"Would you like to use the hostess area again?"
Olivia got up. "Yes please." She followed Joanne in to the hostess area with a still wailing Brady.
Olivia woke to find that her head was leaning on something so hard and boney but yet so warm and comforting. She opened her eyes and looked up. In her sleep, she had moved closer to Elliot and ended up using his shoulder as a pillow. Elliot was smiling down at her and Brady was sound asleep in his carrier on her left side.
"Hey honey, nice sleep?" He asked when he noticed a small wet patch on his shoulder. Olivia had drawled a little in her sleep.
Olivia tried to wipe the small wet patch away. She was so embarassed that she was blushing. "Yeah I did, El. Sorry about your shoulder." She slightly smiled.
"Don't worry about it, Liv. It's no problem. I'm just glad you got some much needed sleep."
Sometime during the flight Olivia had drifted off to sleep. When she woke, she noticed her head was leaning on something so hard and boney but yet so warm and comforting. She opened her eyes and looked up. In her sleep she had moved closer to Elliot and was using his shoulder as a pillow. Elliot was smiling down at her. She looked to her left and noticed that Brady was sound asleep in his carrier.
"Hey honey. Have a nice sleep?" Elliot asked in a soft whisper.
Olivia looked back at him and smiled. "Yeah I did actually." She said and refused to take her head off Elliot's shoulder.
Elliot smiled again and put his arm around her, wanting to keep the contact with her.
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Another couple of hours slowly drifted by before the pilot's voice streamed through the speaker.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please buckle up your seat belts as we reach out destination. Thanks for flying with Phoenix Airlines."
Olivia buckled Brady up in his carrier before buckling herself up.
It had been nearly a year and as the lowered to the ground, she realized just how much she missed home. Only this time, she was returning with another person. When she left, she didn't know that she was leaving with someone but she was so happy to return with her special someone. The rest of the gang were at the airport ready to welcome Olivia back and welcome Brady in to the SVU gang.
Cragen had already set up a portable crib in his office, all ready for the newest Benson-Stabler. SVU's newest rookie.
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Olivia carried Brady in the carrier while Elliot picked up his and Olivia's suitcases, which also had Brady's belongings in as well; Alex collected her own suitcase.
They walked through the building and bumped in to their welcoming crew just outside. Olivia placed Brady's carrier on the ground, beside her and took him out to introduce him to her 'family.'
"Everyone meet Brady Alexander Benson-Stabler."
Casey ran over first. "Oh my Goodness, it's so cute and chubby, Liv. Can I hold him?"
"Sure." Olivia replied, happily and passed Brady to Casey.
The red haired ADA took the baby, delicately and stroked his tiny cheek. She smiled when he opened his tiny eyes, with a yawn, revealing his trademark Stabler cerulean blue eyes. "Hello Brady, I'm your 'Aunt' Casey. Welcome to the 'family.' She whispered before passing the bundle of joy to Cragen.
"Hey little man. I'll be known to you as 'Grandpa' Don. Nice to finally meet you."
Elliot wrapped his arms around Olivia's waist from behind and rested his head on her shoulder as they watched Cragen pass their son to Fin.
"Hey dude. I'm ya 'Uncle' Fin. I'll be teaching you raps as you grow up."
Olivia lightly laughed when she heard that. "Fin...no teaching my son rude words."
Fin playfully poked his tounge out at Olivia. "Whatcha gonna do about it, baby girl?" He softly laughed as he passed Brady to Munch.
"Hey Brady. I'm 'Uncle' Munch. I'll be teaching you about conspiracies."
"John, no teaching our son about your stupid conspiracies." Elliot laughed and watched as John passed a surprisingly now asleep baby boy back to his doting mother.
Olivia looked down at her son and back up at the closest people in her life, who she considered family and inhaled deeply. "Glad to be home again."