A/N: This is the long awaited continuation of Christmas Shock and Awe. I hope you enjoy. I will only post the next chapter if I get at least 10 reviews. I don't mean to sound mean but I get lots of people who put stories on alert or favourite but don't review and it annoys me, even though I am thankful. Please review, it only takes a minute.

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18th March 2011 5:51am

Stabler Residence

Elliot woke to the faint, painful moaning of his very pregnant wife. Their son was due any day now and Olivia was very uncomfortable. She couldn't get comfortable no matter what she tried.

His half asleep eyes drifted open to see his lover leaning against the dresser, rocking and rubbing her lower back as she moaned.

He practically jumped out of bed. "Liv?"

Elliot approached her and rubbed her back for her. "Babe, you ok? Are you in labor?" He asked, panicking.

No matter how many times he went through this, he was always panicky.

Olivia exhaled a deep breath and stood up properly again. "I'm fine, El. I just had one contraction. I think my body's just getting ready. Stop panicking, hon," she tired to reassure herself as much as her protective husband, looking at him in the reflection of the mirror.

She wasn't sure if she was ready to handle the pain again yet.

Elliot kissed her cheek and rubbed her large belly. "Are you sure, babe?" He wanted to make sure.

The heavily pregnant brunette turned around and tried to get as close to her husband as her big baby bump would allow her.

She wasn't as big as when she was carrying Aurora but she was still pretty big. Liam had dropped and she knew that he'd be arriving in a matter of days. She could sense it. Feel it.

"Honey, I'm ok, just tired and sore," Olivia assured him.

"Want me to stay home today?" He asked, softly, rubbing her belly which sheltered their son.

Olivia gave him a tender kiss on the lips and shook her head. "No, I'll be fine, El. Get ready for work."

Elliot nodded and guided her back in to bed, so she could get some more much needed rest.

Once she was back in bed and under the covers, Elliot went in to the bathroom.

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The mother woke about an hour later to the feel of someone jumping up on to the bed. Seventeen month old Aurora. She was awake, feeling recharged and raring to go.

"Mama!" She called out and sat down on the bed beside her tired, heavily pregnant mother. "Bweakfast, mama!"

Olivia moaned and slowly sat up. "Ok, baby. Mama's getting up. Mama needs to use the bathroom first, so meet mama in your bedroom and then we'll got downstairs together, ok?"

Aurora jumped off the bed with a rushed, "ok, mama," before running out.

Olivia groaned as she pushed herself off the bed with difficulty before waddling in to the en-suite bathroom.

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Lunch time came and found Olivia and Aurora bored. Mainly Olivia but Aurora had just woke up from her nap and was begging to go out.

"Wanna grab some lunch and go see daddy, baby?" She'd asked and of course Aurora had screamed out a happy 'yes'.

So here Olivia and Aurora were in the elevator in the 16th precinct heading up to the Special Victims squad room to see the husband and father.

The elevator dinged and the door opened, so the mother and daughter stepped out, only for the very pregnant mother to have a sudden, desperate urge to use the bathroom.

"Baby, mama needs to use the bathroom," she said and walked toward the restroom, not letting go of the young girl's hand.

"Mama!" The child whined, wanting to see her father.

"I'm sorry, honey, but mama needs to go really bad," she replied, opening the door to the women's restroom.

Just as she reached the closest stall of the empty bathroom, she felt a sudden release of pressure and a gush of warm, liquid run down her legs. Her water had broken. Her son was coming. Aurora's baby brother.

"Oh God, no. Not right now," she murmured, frantically.

Aurora looked up at her mommy, feeling something wet splash up at her. "Mama?" She asked with a slight tilt to her little head.

Before Olivia could respond a very strong, debilitating contraction shot through her, quickly followed by a second, just as strong.

Olivia groaned leaning against the sinks. The baby was coming fast. She could feel it. "Aurora, baby?"

Aurora was crying, seeing her mama in so much pain. "Mama?"

"Run in to the squad room and get dada, baby. Mama needs dada," she said and opened the door for her daughter.

Aurora had been here enough times since she was born for everyone to know her and her to know everyone in the squad and where to go.

Everyone knew she was a Benson-Stabler. The squad's tiny rookie. Their mascot.

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Elliot was sitting at his desk, talking to a fellow detective, thirty four year old mother of two, Kate Thomas, when he saw Aurora run in, crying, looking scared.

"Dada! Dada!" She cried out.

The father jumped out of his chair and ran to her, picking her up. "Aurora? Where's mama, baby?"

Aurora pointed toward the restrooms. "Bafwoom. Baby comin'."

"Bathroom?! Baby coming?! Oh God, she's in labor! Kate!"

He ran out with Kate following closely.

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Olivia was leaning against the sink, whimpering as yet another painful contraction was coursing through her already sore body. She was trying her hardest not to scream out as the pain increased, dramatically.

The door flung open and Elliot placed Aurora on the floor before running to his wife. "Olivia? We're gonna get you to the hospital, baby."

Olivia groaned. "Won't make it. Oh God!" She shrieked. "He's coming now, El!"

"Call for a bus, Kate!" Elliot said before turning back to Olivia. "Ok, baby. How you wanna do this? How you already are? Laying down? Squatting? Or on your hands and knees?"

The brunette moaned, preparing herself for the next wave of pain. "I might try on my hands and knees."

"Ok, Liv," Elliot replied and helped Olivia out of her maternity pants and panties before helping her on to her hands and knees.

The next contraction came quickly and Olivia rocked back and forth on her hands and knees, moaning.

"There's a pile up, Elliot. The ambulance can't get here for a while."

"Oh shit! You've got to help me help Liv deliver Liam," he said, rubbing his wife's back, trying to offer some comfort.

Kate put a hand on Elliot's shoulder. "It will be ok," she assured him.

"Aurora," Olivia moaned out in pain, for her daughter.

Aurora sat down in front of her mother. "Mama, 'kay?"

Olivia reached out and caressed her daughter's cheek. "Mama will be soon, princess. Your baby brother will be here soon," she whispered and ran a gentle finger through Aurora's golden brown curly ringlets, which framed her chubby little face.

"Really?" She asked with an innocent grin.

Olivia nodded and bit her bottom lip as another painful contraction came, trying not to scream.

"Push, honey," she heard Kate say.

She and Kate had become good friends over the last two years. Kate had originally been there to replace Olivia while she was on maternity leave when she was pregnant with Aurora but was asked to stay.

Olivia pushed and took another deep breath, refusing to take her eyes off her baby girl sitting in front of her. "Baby, sing mama a song, ok?" She panted.

Aurora nodded and started to sing a song, which she loved to hear being sang by mother.

She was totally off key and barely knew the words but it was helping Olivia as she pushed out her son.

"Oh God! I can't push again," she panted.

Elliot kissed her sweaty cheek and rubbed her back. "Yes, you can, baby. You are doing so well."

Olivia nodded and pushed again.

Finally in amongst the moans, pushes, Aurora singing and Elliot's encouragement, Olivia heard Kate say the two words she had been waiting to hear for the last half an hour.

"Head's out!...And it's big. That's why you had trouble, honey."

Olivia nodded and reached down to feel her son's head. It gave her a second wind. A new found strength. More energy in her exhausted, painful state. "Oh my goodness," she whispered with a smile.

About two minutes later she heard her son's first cry and Elliot announced time of birth.
"1:06pm," he reported with fatherly pride.

Olivia sat down, uncomfortably and gently took her son. "Hello, Liam, you were in such a big rush, handsome. Welcome to the world...Aurora, say hi to your brother, honey," Olivia said, tired and breathlessly.

Instead of approaching, Aurora backed away and started to cry.

"Aurora? El, grab her before she runs off."

Elliot picked her up and she cried more. "What's wrong, honey?"

"No love me," she replied, pointing to herself.

"Yes, we do, baby. Dada promises. Come say hi to your baby brother," he said and sat beside Olivia with Aurora in his lap.

Aurora was still hesitant, so Olivia encouraged the young child again.

"It's ok, sweetie. Say hi."

Aurora reached over and softly caressed his tiny warm cheek. "Hi bwova. I your big sister," she whispered and watched him reach up and open his tiny eyes, revealing the colour. Coffee brown. Completely opposite to hers. She had her daddy's eyes. Liam had their mommy's.

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Two days later, Olivia woke to baby Liam's hungry cry. She opened her eyes and saw that Elliot wasn't in bed. He must be up with Aurora.

She tiredly got up and picked up her son from his bassinet. "It's ok, honey," she whispered and moved her pyjama top.

Liam latched on, hungrily and Olivia covered herself and him with a loose blanket, over his back and her chest, since she could hear that they had visitors downstairs.

She walked down to see her best friend, who she had not seen in nearly two years, since she had to move for another job.

Casey Novak was sitting on the couch beside a man, holding his hand and there was a little boy sitting on the floor. He looked about Aurora's age.

Aurora was happily sitting there playing with him. She remembered that Casey was pregnant when she left.

"Oh my God! Casey!" She quietly called out as she walked in.

Casey got up and gave her a gentle hug. "Ooh, who's under there?"

"Liam Rylee Stabler. You can see if you don't mind the boob," she joked with a quiet laugh.

Casey smiled with a shrug, so Olivia moved the blanket a bit, just enough for her to see.

The former ADA moved around to Olivia's side, so she could see the newborn's face.

"Aww, he's so precious. Sorry I was wasn't there when Aurora was born and this precious one."

Olivia covered Liam up again and gave Casey a kiss on the cheek. "It's ok, Case. You have your own life to live. Who's the little guy playing with my princess?"

Casey smiled. "It's my and Will's son, Korey Oliver Kinney. Korey, come say hi to Aunt Olivia."

The little boy rolled the little pink ball back to Aurora before getting up and approaching hesitantly.

He lifted up an open hand for Olivia to shake. "Hello," he spoke, shyly.

"Hi honey," Olivia replied and shook his tiny hand softly before watching him walk back to Aurora.

The brunette turned back to the red head. "What a little cutie."

Casey smiled, proudly. "Will taught him that. You met him before I left, didn't you?"

Olivia nodded. "A couple times," she replied and turned to him.

"Hi...Excuse me a minute. Liam has finished and I need a shower," she said and disappeared back upstairs.

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When they heard the master bedroom door close, Elliot looked at Casey and William. "Sorry about that she left like that. She's exhausted and it doesn't help that Aurora has been ignoring her since Liam was born."

"Is she really?" Casey asked, furrowing her brow. "Does she resent Liam?"

Elliot sighed. "I'm not sure if she resents him but she liked being the only child, although... she was happy that she was going to be a big sister when Olivia was pregnant."

"Do you wanna spend some time with Liv? We can take Aurora...We would take Liam too but Liv is nursing him and he's only a newborn, so..."

Elliot gave Casey a friendly kiss on the cheek. "Thank you so much," he said and got up.

"You're welcome."

Elliot gave his daughter a kiss on the head. "You're going with Aunt Casey and Uncle William. Be a good girl."

"Ok, dada."

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Elliot walked in to the bedroom to find Liam sound asleep in the white bassinet, so he went in to the bathroom.

His wife was laying in a nice, warm, relaxing bath.

"Hey, baby. Casey and Will are taking Aurora for a few hours."

"Mm-hmm," Olivia replied, exhaustedly. "Wanna join me?"

Elliot started to undress. "Sure, baby. Move up," he replied before getting in behind her.

Olivia relaxed in to him and sighed softly. "Sorry, I'm a mess."

"Liv, it's totally understandable. You're exhausted and Aurora's ignoring you. Plus you just had a baby, your hormones are still out of balance."

Olivia started to cry. "Why? Why is she ignoring me? I promised her that I still love her."

Elliot rubbed her post baby belly and gave her a kiss on the head. "She'll come round, baby. Trust me. Just give her time," he assured her.

A silence filled the room and Elliot looked down to see that his exhausted wife had fallen asleep. He rubbed her arm soothingly.

"Olivia, wake up. Let's get you in to bed."

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Elliot gently placed his now dry and dressed, tired wife on the large comfortable bed and went to let go, he had housework to do since Olivia was too exhausted.

"Don't go," she mumbled, half asleep.

Elliot planted a tender kiss on his wife's lips. "I've got house work to do, baby, but you can call me if you need me, ok? Get some sleep while Liam is sleeping, babe."

"Love you," the brunette murmured before letting sleep take over.

"Love you too," he replied in a whisper before tip-toeing out of the master bedroom, half closing the door behind him.

The detective went downstairs and headed out the front, to check the letter box. He opened it and grabbed out the day's mail. He scanned through them as he walked back up the path and back in to the house. Bill, bill, bill, junk mail...until something caught his eye. Elliot closed the front door and sat down on the couch in the living room. He put all the mail on the coffee table except that specific one.

In handwritten writing on the front of the envelope, it read Mr. Elliot Stabler, followed by their address below. He didn't recognize the writing though. He was hesitant before turning it around and opened it.

Stabler pulled out a piece of paper, opened it and read it.

In neat cursive writing, it read:

'Dear Mr. Stabler,

I know the circumstances in which Jeremiah and Zander came in to this world but we love them anyway. I'm sorry for disturbing your life and that of your wife's and children's, but my husband and I would like to meet you.

We have changed the boys' names to give them a fresh start in life.

Jeremiah- Chase and Zander- Logan.

Unfortunately Logan was born with a medical condition, which wasn't diagnosed until recently and we need to know where it came from.

For more information please come see my husband and myself.

Yours truly,

Patricia Hart.'

Beneath her neat signature was a Brooklyn address and a phone number.

He didn't realize how long he'd been sitting there for until he felt the seat on the couch beside him dip, followed by his loving wife's soft voice and son's soft crying.

"El? What's wrong, hon?" She asked, concerned.

Elliot turned to see his wife holding a fussy Liam. He put down the letter and held out his arms for his son.

"What was in that letter, Elliot?" Olivia asked, passing their son over to his father.

Elliot sighed as he took Liam. "It's...ah...It's a letter from Jeremiah's and Zander's adoptive parents. You can read it, if you want to, baby."

Olivia reached over and delicately picked up the folded up white piece of paper. It wasn't on anything fancy, it looked as though it had been just tared off a pad of writing paper.

Elliot watched as his wife read the letter before she sighed and running a hand through her thick, long, dark brown hair and then down her tired face.

He furrowed his brow. "What, Olivia?"