"Honey! I'm home!" Elliot called out. Olivia tried to pull herself together. She wiped her nose on a tissue and swiped at her eyes to catch any remaining signs of tears.
"I have always wanted to say tha—what's wrong?" Elliot asked.
Olivia pushed herself up from the edge of the tub. "Hey! Baby!" She greeted him, pressing a kiss to his lips.
"Liv, what's wrong honey?"
"Well. That depends on your definition of wrong," she handed him the white stick and the box it had come in. "Is five kids too many for you?" she asked.
"What?"
Olivia sighed. The love of her life had a criminal justice degree and could figure out why someone committed a crime sometimes before they could figure it out themselves. But sometimes he was pretty damn dumb.
"Five kids, honey. Reen. Kate. Lizzie. Dickie," she tapped the pregnancy test in his hand with her index finger. "And this one."
"We're having a baby?!" Elliot asked.
"Yep. We're having a baby, Elliot."
"OH MY GOD. We're having a baby!!" Elliot hollered.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Olivia felt the need to ask, despite the reappearance of his megawatt smile.
"Liv! I love you honey! I've never been more okay with anything in my life!"
Olivia burst into tears and collapsed into his arms.
"Livia! What, baby? What the hell is wrong?" Elliot chuckled at her response.
"I was just so worried you'd be mad!"
"Sweetheart, I don't know how to make this more plain to you. I. That's me. Elliot. Stabler. Love. Which is a little bit like like, but better. With more sex. You. Which, is well, you, Olivia Benson. I. Love. You. Never doubt that. And never doubt me, okay?"
Olivia nodded tearfully, "Okay."
"And besides, if I wasn't okay with having a baby with you, we probably shouldn't have been having unprotected sex once or twice a night every night for the last month."
"Sometimes three times," Olivia muttered into his chest.
"Yes, honey. Sometimes three times." Elliot laughed and kissed the top of her head. She could feel that cocky, sexy smile spreading across his face. He spoke again. "But can I help it if you can't keep your hands off me?"
She pulled back and looked up at him, his lazy smile teasing her. "Shut up Stabler."
