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It had been a few weeks and Olivia was feeling almost normal again. The baby slept right through the night giving her body the time it needed to heal. Elliot was happy to get up in the night to feed the baby a bottle that Olivia had prepared earlier. After all he was used to it.
However, for some reason tonight she couldn't sleep. She lay awake, on her side, watching Elliot as he softly paced the room, bouncing Noah gently as he settled him back off to sleep.
She could watch the two of them together all day. Elliot was brilliant with him and already Noah adored him, although it was obvious to everyone that Noah was a true momma's boy. When he was crying it was Olivia he wanted, when he was feeling colicky it was Olivia he wanted to soothe him.
Elliot spotted her watching him and walked over to the bed. He climbed in before placing the sleeping baby between them. Olivia reached forward to kiss Noah straight away, before nestling her face against his. She reached her hand up to Elliot's face and gently caressed it. "You'll get your kiss when I can make the most of it," Olivia said with a suggestive smile.
"Can't wait," Elliot said with a smile as he reached his hand over and draped it over her side.
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The next morning, Olivia woke to her infant son's early morning hungry screams. She opened her eyes to see that Elliot was no where in sight and Noah was back in his bassinette in the corner of the bedroom.
She peeled the covers off of herself and swung her legs over the side of the large bed. "Mommy's coming, buddy. Hang on," she murmured, getting up off the bed. "Hey, sweet boy," she whispered picking him up, "Are you hungry, huh?"
Noah's screams calmed to whimpers as his mother moved her pyjama top for him to gain access to his food. She guided him to her breast and he latched on instantly, eating hungrily. "Well someone is certainly hungry."
Olivia walked in to the kitchen to find her loving boyfriend cooking her a nice breakfast.
"Morning, Honey," the brunette greeted him and kissed Elliot's bare shoulder.
He turned around with a big smile, seeing his beautiful girlfriend nursing her baby boy. Their son. Even though he wasn't Noah's biological father, he had adopted him, so he was now the boy's legal father.
"Morning baby," he replied, giving her a kiss. He caressed a still eating Noah's cheek and wiped some milk that had trickled down. "Morning, Noah.....He looks hungry, baby."
Olivia nodded. "Yeah he is......I was thinking...."
Elliot rested his forehead against his lover's. "Thinking of what?"
"Well it's a nice day. I want to take Noah for a walk through the park. You want to come?"
"Definitely," he replied and gave her another quick kiss on the lips.
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They had eaten breakfast, got ready, packed the baby bag and left. It was a nice day meaning neither of them had to wear jackets. Noah had a little baby hat on to protect him from the sun. Elliot was wearing a baby carrier and Noah happily slept in it. His head resting against his fathers warm strong chest.
They had the push chair with them too. Mainly because Olivia hadn't really had chance to use it yet and she wanted to. The small picnic they had pack sat happily occupying it as they searched around for the perfect place to have their picnic in Central Park.
It hadn't taken long for them to find one. On a nice warm patch of grass surrounding by other parents and their little ones.
They had finished their picnic and Olivia was happily sat next to Noah who was happily sleeping on the picnic blanket, shaded by a small umbrella. Elliot and Olivia were talking away when a man and a small boy ran over to them.
"Hey, do you wanna join our game?" the man said to holding up a blue Frisbee.
"Please. We don't have enough people and the other team is beating us bad, please," the small boy who couldn't have been more than 8 or 9 begged.
Elliot had to agree. "Sure. Do you mind?" he checked with Olivia.
"Of course not, go help them win," she said smiling at the now smiling man and his son.
"Thank you so much," the man said. Then he took a quick look at Noah, "He's adorable. He looks like you," he said to Elliot.
"Thanks," Elliot said to him, smiling at Olivia and their baby before running off to play the game.
Olivia watched them before turning her focus back to Noah who had now woke up and just stared contently at his mother. "Hey, handsome," she said as she noticed his sparkly eyes watching her. "Did you wanna go play with daddy?" she said as she tickled his toes. "Maybe when you're bigger, buddy."
She looked around at the moms but she had to look up when a shadow covered the picnic blanket. As she looked up and couldn't help but say, "Shit! Ryan, what are you doing here?"
The tall man standing above her gazed down at her. His gaze went from her to Noah then over to where Elliot was playing. Olivia got very uncomfortable very quickly. She scooped Noah up and held him close, turning him away from Ryan, her ex and Noah's real father.
"He mine?" Ryan asked as Olivia stood up and stepped behind the push chair. She looked over to Elliot who had yet to notice Ryan's presence.
"I asked you a question Olivia. What, you screw that many guys recently you don't know who he belongs to?" Ryan said coldly.
"Go to hell," she said to him, holding even tighter onto Noah as Ryan stepped closer to her. She looked over at El, relieved when she saw him look over to them. She knew he had seen Ryan by the way his face dropped and his fists scrunched up and he came bounding over.
Ryan saw him too. "I got rights Olivia."
"You gave up your rights when you left me pregnant," she said bitterly to him.
"Yeah, well, I've been doing some thinking and I'm back," he said. Elliot was nearly right by them. "I want what's mine," he said to her, looking her over then glaring at Noah who was screaming wildly.
He scurried off before Elliot reached them. Elliot watched him but stopped by Olivia and Noah. He wrapped his arms around them. "You two okay? Was that..?"
"Ryan…" Olivia finished for him, "Shh baby boy, you're okay," she said softly to Noah. Her voice was shaking. She couldn't help but feel more than threatened by Ryan's words.
Elliot went to go after him but Olivia grabbed his shirt. "Don't…I just wanna go home," she said. "Please,"
Elliot reluctantly did as she asked, although he wanted nothing more than to go teach Ryan a thing or two, however as he looked up Ryan was no where in sight. "Come on, baby, lets go then," he said as he gathered their things together whilst Olivia comforted Noah.
As they walked in to the apartment, Elliot gently stopped his girlfriend by putting the brakes on the push chair, that she was pushing Noah in and gently took her hands in his.
"Baby, what did he say to you?" he asked gently.
"N…nothing. Don't worry about it, El," she insisted.
Elliot wrapped his arms around the brunette and pulled her close. She fell in to him and rested her head into his chest. She started to cry. He gently caressed the back of her head and kissed the crown. "It's ok, baby. I won't let him anywhere near you or Noah," he promised.