A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated in while. But, summer is here and I'm finishing my other story, so updates should go back to the normal: one chapter per week. That OK??

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Previous chapter

"Are the results ready? Is Olivia able to receive a treatment?" Elliot asked, with the anxiety eating him up, as he held Olivia's hand, waiting for the response.

Dr. Reagan opened the envelope where the results were, he took them out and started reading.

"I don't think you need a treatment, Ms. Benson." The doctor said, still scanning the paper.

"What do you mean?" Olivia asked, scared of the fact that it might be too late.

"We're still on time... aren't we?" Elliot was thinking the same thing as Olivia.

The doctor smiled, "Of course you are, but you won't need the treatment. Congratulations, Ms. Benson, you're already pregnant."

She opened her mouth in surprise, then, she let a laugh out of her, as the happiness tears started forming in her eyes and rolling down her face. She embraced Elliot, who was as surprised and elated as her.

"Are you sure?" She could finally ask, still sobbing.

"Yes, ma'am, you're going to be a mother." Dr. Reagan answered, "However, at your age, you'll need some special cares, and appointments every month."

She nodded, "OK," and hugged Elliot again.

"We're having a baby." She whispered to his ear.

"I know. It's fantastic," he replied, holding her tighter.

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They went out, still amazed about the news, thinking of good names for the baby as they walked towards the parking lot.

"What do you think it'll be, boy or girl?" Olivia asked, holding his hand.'t know, but as long as it's healthy, it will be great." Elliot answered as he took the car keys out.

"You're right. I'm just too excited about knowing him... or her," She replied, placing both her hands on her belly.

"So am I," he said as he kissed her forehead. "I love you."

"Love you too," Olivia sighed, "It's all like a blessing, isn't it? We're together, having a baby, Cragen has let us stay as partners..."

"Don't you think you'll be working in your state," Elliot interrupted her.

"El, don't be ridiculous. I know how to take care of myself," She replied.

"And that's exactly what I want you to do. Staying calm, resting, OK?" He told Olivia, who was looking away.

"Fine. I'll be useless, but that is alright." She said, sarcastic.

"Babe," He grabbed her arm and pulled her into an embrace, "Please understand me, I'm concerned and about your health and the baby's."

She nodded, "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, I think the hormones are getting to me."

"It happens. Let's go, maybe we can stop by to some stores." He suggested, oping the door of the car for her.

"You shopping? Since when?" She asked, surprised.

"Today. Trust me, you'll need a complete change to your wardrobe," Elliot said as both of them entered to the car.

Olivia raised her eyebrows and smiled, whatever the changes would come, she was willing to accept them. She had been waiting for a blissing of a baby like forever, and now that her dream had turned into reality, nothing could stop Olivia Benson from becoming a good mother.

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Miles away, at The Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital in New Jersey, a team of doctors was getting prepared for a new day at work. Dr. Eric Foreman entered to the Medical diagnostic department, as always, followed by Dr. Remy Hadley, who at that moment was thinking of the recent wedding between two of their colleagues. Dr. Chris Taub, another member of the team, could be found at the clinic, attending an old lady with headache.

Dr. Robert Chase was on sick leave, he had accidentally eaten (again) a couple of strawberries, which he was allergic to. Dr. Allison Cameron, his wife, had been ordered to organize the Lab files. She started by the most recent ones, pilling them up in alphabetical order. Adams, Melanie... Cancer in the lungs. Anderson, John... Diabetes. Beltran, Amelia and Beltran, Lilian, twins with Down Syndrome. Benson, Olivia... Pregnant at the age of 45.

'At least this is not as bad as the others,' Cameron thought. When she was disposed to open the next file, she heard a familiar knock at the door, the sound made by a cane. She turned her head to see Dr. Gregory House standing outside the lab, but not for long. He opened the door and walked towards her.

"What do you want?" Cameron asked, looking again at Olivia Benson's file, but not actually reading it.

"I'm bored. Got an interesting case for me?" House asked, staring at the file Cameron was holding.

"No. I'm just ordering this." She replied, as she closed Olivia's folder.

"There is something interesting in that folder, isn't it?" House questioned.

"Of course not. It's just some random folder. Look, if you're bored, get into Clinic Duty." Cameron answered.

"Clinic Duty sucks. Let me see it." He tried to take the file.

"No! House, mind your own business!" Cameron pushed the file against her chest, but House was faster and he took it away from her.

"Let's see... 45-year old woman, 3 weeks pregnant... who is this idiot?" He asked, scanning the paper to find the name of the patient. "Olivia Benson," He read out loud, "I bet she..." He started,but stopped after thinking... he remembered that name, he'd heard it somewhere... but where?

"Give me that," Cameron said, reaching out for the folder, but House started walking away, too astonished to talk. He finally remembered who Olivia was, the detective whose apartment he'd been at the night before, the detective who was having a romantic relationship with her partner.

"She's... having... a baby." He muttered.

"So? You know her?" Cameron asked.

House walked out of the Laboratory and headed to Wilson's office. He needed another trip to New York.

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