A/N: Keep R&Ring! Those of you waiting to see Elliot and Ella, here's your chapter!
Olivia stood in the doorway to her daughter's room, watching the man of her dreams change a stinky diaper.
"Ella bug, we have GOT to talk to your mom about all those nachos she ate when she was pregnant with you. I think there are still refried beans in here."
"Are you calling my daughter smelly, Stabler?"
"Wouldn't dream of it. Your daughter is perfect," Elliot replied. He secured the tabs of Ella's clean diaper and lifted her up to his chest.
Liv walked up behind him and kissed his bare shoulder. "Hi Ella bug," she greeted her daughter.
Elliot wrapped his arm around Olivia and squeezed her to him. "I love you, Liv. Thanks for the baby," he grinned.
Olivia laughed. "You're welcome honey. Thanks for knocking me up."
"Hey! Anything for my girl," Elliot kissed the top of her head. "Would you like to rock your daughter to sleep, Mom?"
"Too late there, Dad. Looks like she's already zonked out." Olivia brushed the curls off Ella's forehead. The tiny baby sighed and snuggled her face into her daddy's neck, her thumb securely in her mouth.
Elliot gently laid his sleeping beauty in her crib and turned out the light.
"Goodnight, Ella bug," Olivia said as she pulled the door shut behind them.
"What do you want to do?" Olivia asked, stretching out on the couch, a grin on her face.
Elliot raised an eyebrow at her. "Something tells me you already have an idea," he said.
"Well. You know," Liv laughed.
"Well, before we get to that, I have a quick question for you," Olivia sat bolt upright and gasped as Elliot got down on one knee.
"Olivia, I love you with every fiber of my being. No one gets me like you do. You make me laugh every day. When I'm having a bad day, all I have to do is think of you and I feel better and forget about whatever's bothering me for a while. You've given me the greatest gifts any man could get: our daughter and your heart. I want to ask you for one more thing. Will you marry me?"
A/N: Happy?