Okay, maybe I should've posted this as one chapter, but I went ahead and made it into two. Now that this one's done, maybe I can update something else... LOL. Enjoy, and please remember to review!

Disclaimer: See previous chapter. And if you still think they're mine, well, they're not!

This chapter is dedicated to RoadRunnerGER and OverlyObsessedWithSVU, for helping me to pick out the baby's name. Thanks!

"God damn it!" Olivia hissed as another contraction tore through her body, and Elliot looked up from where he was sitting in front of her.

"Breathe, Liv," he ordered, and she glared at him.

"I can't do this!" she shouted as her head fell backwards.

"Yes, you can, Olivia. You're the strongest woman I know. You can do this!" he encouraged, and she shook her head.

"No! I can't do this!" She gasped again and clutched her stomach in agony. "I can't do this, Elliot! You do it for me!"

He withheld a laugh and squinted his eyes in the faint light of his mini flashlight. He looked up at Olivia again, then said, "Okay, Liv, push!"

She screamed again as she pushed as hard as she could, and he said, "Okay, Olivia. I see the head."

Her eyes widened, and she wished that they weren't trapped in the elevator, and that she had painkillers. Lots and lots of painkillers. "Elliot Stabler, I swear if I ever let you get close enough to me again to get me pregnant again, we're moving into the hospital!" she snarled, and he smiled.

"Liv, push again!" he ordered, and she screamed so loud that he thought she could be heard in China. The baby slid easily into his large hands, and he quickly cut the cord with a pocket knife, then laid the newborn on Olivia's heaving chest.

"Oh my God. Oh my God," Olivia sobbed as she looked at her newborn daughter for the first time, and the baby let out a loud scream.

Elliot scooted up to sit beside Olivia, and she rested her head on his chest as she cradled their newborn daughter to her chest. He watched with dancing eyes as Olivia counted each of their daughter's fingers and toes, then began crying again.

"She's perfect, Elliot. Isn't she?" she cried hoarsely, and Elliot nodded and stroked Olivia's hair.

"Yeah, Liv. You did a great job," he assured her. His hand wandered down to touch their daughter's forehead, and he said, "Liv, we need a name for this little beauty."

She looked at him, then down at her daughter, and an idea came to her mind. "Hope," she said softly, and a warm smile crossed Elliot's lips.

"Hope Elaine?" he suggested, and she smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead.

"Hope Elaine Stabler," she corrected. The baby let out another small cry, and suddenly the lights flickered on and the elevator lurched to a start.

"Oh great, now the elevator starts," Olivia grumbled, and Elliot chuckled and kissed her forehead, then their daughter's.

EOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEO

"Daddy!" a little brown haired, blue eyed girl screeched, and she launched herself at her father. He laughed and picked her up, then sat her down in his lap.

"It's bed time for little girls," he stated, and she stuck out her bottom lip and crossed her arms over her chest, a move that uncannily resembled her mother.

"I want a story!"

He laughed and kissed her long brown hair, and she settled against his chest. "What story do you want tonight, munchkin?" he asked, knowing exactly which one she would pick.

She thought for a moment, then said, "Tell me the story about how I was your favorite Christmas present ever!"

A warm feeling flooded Elliot's heart, and he hugged Hope to him, then started to tell her about a power outage and a stuck elevator on Christmas Eve.

The End!

A/N: Well, there ya go! Hope you enjoyed this little story, and please remember to review!