A few weeks had passed and she finally had made it to that gyno appointment she had made the day after her and Peter had discussed extending their family. Olivia sat in the cool room dressed in the paper gown they had given her. Peter had offered to come for moral support, but she figured if there was any bad news she'd rather process it alone.

She hadn't thought about giving Noah a sibling in so long and now that Peter had confessed his desire, she couldn't stop thinking about it. Suddenly she was dreaming about the pitter patter of little feet running down the hall. She had to admit she missed those years with Noah, and the idea of doing that all over again didn't sound too bad.

"Hey Olivia. How's it going?" The tall and slender blonde entered the small exam room.

"Pretty great actually," she sat down on the small stool next to the exam table with her clipboard.

"I assume so. I read here in the notes that you wanted to see me about your fertility? You thinking about giving Noah a sibling?"

"Something like that," she can't help the grin that covers her face.

"That smile tells me you've got someone in your life willing to help you make that happen," Olivia had been coming to Dr. Marten for over a decade, and was grateful she felt so comfortable around her.

"Well...his name is Peter."

"And I'm guessing things are pretty serious if we're talking babies?"

"Things are still new but we would at least like to know ours options for the future," it's weird hearing the words come out of her mouth to someone other than Peter.

"Well I think we should do some bloodwork and a sonogram to take a look at those follicles in your ovaries," she stood and went over to the cabinets to gather all of her supplies and Olivia watched carefully.

This was it. Everything was happening and the fate of their future would be determined in a few short hours today.

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"So a baby isn't completely out of the question?" Peter sat across from her as they shared a late lunch in his office.

"Not completely," Olivia had just finished relaying to him everything Dr. Marten had told her earlier today in her office.

They'd run her bloodwork to make sure for one, she wasn't pregnant. And second as an overall precaution to make sure her health was in good condition. Olivia had been perfectly healthy thankfully, but it was when it came to the sonogram that she became skeptical.

Her follicles were definitely-there. There was only a few still producing eggs and it was either start hormone therapy to save them, or try for a baby starting yesterday.

"It's great that I stopped the pill at least," she adds trying to sound hopeful.

"I mean trying for a baby now would be-"

"Insane," she blurts.

"To even say the least," he adds. "Whatever you want to do Olivia, I'll support you. It's your body. Your choice," she knew he meant every word of what he said but his eyes were begging her to at least try to save them.

"I'll get the name of the fertility specialist my doctor recommended, and set an appointment," she saw it as their only option. If they wanted any chance of expanding their family this was what she needed to do. "On the condition that we write a memo and send it out right now," they had stretched this out long enough and if they were making such heavy decisions then they needed to make this official.

"Okay," he answers simply and opens his MacBook that was on his desk.

They typed a few sentences and just sent it. In less than an hour they would be back at the precinct with everyone they had just emailed. The worst that could happen is that they could be put in separate departments. Olivia kept her fingers crossed that if they had been involved and also professional the past 3 months, 1PP would see that and let them stay.

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They sort of just threw all caution to the wind when they made the short walk back to the precinct, as they walked a little bit closer than usual. Olivia and Peter stepped off of the elevator to the floor of the 1-6, and Olivia stood in the hallway for a just a moment longer. She'd been so confident about their decision only moments ago and now she was a nervous wreck. It had been messy the last time she had a relationship with someone she had worked with. This time around she knew in her heart it would be different.

"Here we go," Peter walked close to her when they rounded the corner into the bullpen. Just like she assumed all eyes had been on them. To be more specific Amanda had the biggest shit eating grin on her face.

"I fucking knew it!" Amanda exclaimed from her desk, running her hands along her swell.

"Jesus Amanda," Olivia chuckled.

"So Olivia Benson and Peter Stone?" Fin sat back in his chair at his desk grimy just as bad as Amanda.

"You know we really were just waiting on the memo to confirm all of our suspicions," Sonny added and Olivia felt herself blushing. Maybe their friendly coworkers act was a bit too friendly.

"Oh my god," the shock she had been expecting from everyone was long gone.

"Was it really that obvious?" Peter asked with his hands crossed over his chest.

"I mean lord only knows what was going on when you both were in her office with the door locked, and the blinds closed."

"Or getting back from lunch a half hour later than everyone else?"

"Okay I get it, we're horrible at hiding our relationship!" Olivia held her hands up in protest. She was slightly embarrassed but overall just relieved the hiding was over. "Just know everything will be normal still, we just needed to send that out for obvious reasons."

"The obvious reason being that you guys were getting sloppy at hiding it," Sonny took another playful jab at them.

"How long until you all let this go?"

"Not for awhile Liv. Especially me," Amanda chuckled and Olivia couldn't help but laugh too.

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This morning was much more different than the others. Olivia and Peter had gone to drop Noah off at school together, and instead of going to the precinct they were going to an appointment with the fertility specialist. Today they would be getting set up to start her first round of hormones in an effort to begin the process of freezing her eggs.

"Everything still looks great Olivia. My only advice is that you try not to stress too much during this process," the specialist sat them both down in her office after doing another exam. "We'll have to see you about every other day to monitor how your body is taking the drugs. You'll have to administer the shot once a day for the next two weeks or so."

"Is it painful?" Olivia sat in her chair with her fingers laced with Peter's in her lap. She felt him begin to rub small circles in the small space between her thumb and index finger.

"Not at all. It can be exhausting though. There's no telling how your body will react, and the back to back appointments can be a lot for some," it was beginning to hit a lot harder for Olivia- the commitment of it all. Her body essentially would be going through a lot the next few weeks, and she was just hoping she could handle it all.

"What can I do to help?" Peter asks sweetly. He felt like this was all his idea and he felt horrible hearing everything Olivia would be going through.

"Administer the shots for her, make sure she's eating and getting enough sleep. Just be supportive and remember that everything she's feeling is valid," she began shuffling a few papers around and placing them in the file she'd created for Olivia.

"And sex?"

"Peter!" She scolded and slapped his shoulder.

"It's perfectly fine but just know you'll be a lot more fertile those last few days, so go for it at your own risk," she laughs a little and manages to get a smile from Olivia. "I will get this prescription sent in for you and see you in a few days. Good luck to you both," she stood and shook their hands before showing them back to the lobby.

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"You've been really quiet since we left that appointment," Peter had been keeping a close eye on her as they grabbed a quick lunch.

"I'm just a little nervous about it all," she pushed her half eaten salad away.

"You sure that's it?" He knows not to push too hard but the shift in her demeanor had been evident.

"I'm not so sure I want to do this anymore, but I'm going to do it anyway because I know it's good for us," she regretfully admitted.

"Olivia, I want you to do this for you. If you're having doubts then we can wait," he reached across the booth they had been sitting in for her hand.

"No no, I need to face this head on and do it. I'm scared that's all," she tries to shake it away not wanting their plans to be ruined by her fears. For once something good and consistent was happening in her life, and she just needed to accept that.

"Why do I feel like you're not just scared of this process, but about something else?" She hated how well he had been able to read her sometimes.

"Naturally I'm scared of us and our future together. What if we're doing all of this for nothing? For Christ sakes we've been together not even half a year. How do we know we're not moving too fast?" It's a heavy question that she's unsure she wants the answer to. He scrubbed his hand down his face, utterly frustrated. He wanted to beat the son of a bitch who had hurt her so badly.

"I'm sorry that you feel that way but I don't," he quickly mellowed and reached across the table to take hold of her hand. "I love you and that beautiful little boy of yours, and I don't just throw that around because it sounds nice. I'm nervous about all of this too but sometimes you just know," he shrugged his shoulders because he really didn't quite have the right answer for her.

"Look," he continued when he didn't get a word from her. "Just know this isn't all for nothing. God forbid we ever break up, but if we do at least you still have the option open to give Noah a sibling," she broke and finally gave him a hint of a smile.

"I quite literally wouldn't be able to do this without you," she states matter of factly. "I know I'm overthinking everything- it'll be fine won't it?" She says more so trying to convince herself.

"I really do believe it will be," he reaches across the table for head hand and holds onto it. His thumb rubs along the back of it as he looks into her muddy eyes. "These two weeks will fly by, and then we can go back to normal. It'll all be okay," the corners of her mouth upturns and she lifts her butt out of her seat, pursing her lips together. He leans over the table and kisses her nose and then her lips, grinning as he set back still holding onto her hand.

"Let's get out of here before they suspect I'm spread out over your desk right now," she starts to gather her purse and jacket.

"It's not too late to make that happen," his voice drops a few octaves.

"Maybe if you get those case files on my desk by 7," she bites her bottom lip and winks before making her way towards the exit of the restaurant.

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"1 2 3," Peter counted as he injected the first round of hormones into her lower abdomen.

"Ah," she groaned at the quick sting she felt. They stood in her bathroom just after sharing a shower together once they put Noah to bed. She closed her fluffy robe quickly after and sat up on the counter.

"Day one is done," he kissed her forehead and tossed the needle in the empty milk gallon they were using. "You okay?" He ran his hands alongside her arms.

"Yes, I promise," she reassures him that she feels that they are making the right decision, even with her irrational fears. "I swear to you when this kid is in their teens and giving me trouble, I'm using this as leverage over their head," she chuckled and got a smile out of Peter.

"I owe you a trip to somewhere beautiful when this is all over," he placed his hands on her knees and ran his thumbs along her exposed silk skin.

"I'm thinking Fiji or the Bahamas?" She tosses her hair back imitating the posh moms that are at Noah's school. "Nothing too extravagant," she says sarcastically.

"You sure Paris wouldn't be more humble?" He plays along and is happy to just see her smiling after the day they've had.

"Been there, done that, and then broke up right after," Peter paused to look at her.

"You went to Paris with another man before?"

"Peter, are you jealous?" She asks with a smirk on her face.

"Nope," he leans and begins trailing kisses along her jawline. "He's the idiot that doesn't get to be with you anymore," his hand toyed with the loose knot tied on her robe. "Or touch you," he suckled on her neck as his hands pushed her robe over her shoulders. "Or kiss you," his lips finally connected with hers, nipping on her bottom lip as he suckled on it. She reached with her own hand, skimming the waistband of the grey sweats he wore that hung low.

He moaned into her mouth when she slid her hand into his pants, and began stroking his dick. He was hardening in her hand and she couldn't wait to get a taste of him. She slid from the counter and kneeled in front of him, looking up through her dark lashes.

"Fuuuuck," he dragged out when he felt her tongue swirl the tip while her hands pumped along his girth. His hands tangled in her hair as she deepthroats him, tears filling her eyes as she takes every glorified inch of him. Peters grip on her hair tightened as he began fucking her hot wet mouth.

"Baby…" he hissed warning her he was about to come. She didn't care and kept going, her hands moving to his waist to pull him deeper. He released his load into her mouth, moaning her name as she took every drop of him.

"What's gotten into you?" He asked with a sly grin on his face. Her lips were swollen as she looked up at him smiling.

"Obviously not enough of you," he helped her to her feet and kissed her tasting the remnants of himself on her. "Take me to bed," she breathed and wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing him out of the bathroom towards the bed.

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It was Saturday morning finally and Olivia was happy to just have the day off. It had been a full week since she began her treatments and the doctor wasn't lying when she said it would be exhausting. Running an entire precinct was already tiring. Adding in the appointments every other day had left her on a thin rope.

She was more emotional than usual. Seeing the cases they'd been handed this week; missing children and battered women had left her more affected than normal. All she wanted lately was to hold Noah close and be at home with the people she loved the most.

She woke up to the feel of feather light kisses from Peter and grinned at the familiar ache her body felt from the hours they had spent making love last night. Her muscles ached and her hips were slightly bruised from the grip he had on her as he bent her over the kitchen counter. They had hardly seen each other all week as their caseloads had piled up heavier than ever, and made up for lost time.

"You feelin okay?" He asked.

"Tired but what's new?" She smirks the slightest and finds herself almost falling back to sleep as he strokes the top of her head.

"Good morning!" Noah bursted into the room with Eddy the elephant tucked into his arms. He jumped into bed with them and woke Olivia right up.

"Hi my love," she kisses his forehead as he squeezed between them and snuggled up close to his mom. "You've got us all day today. What do you wanna do?"

"Go to the park and play catch with Peter," she chuckled a bit at his answer. It really didn't take much to satisfy him.

"Well what about me?" She asked and ran her hand through his curls.

"You can come too," she kissed him and looked over at Peter who stared at him lovingly.

Olivia's phone buzzed and she reached over to check it, praying it wasn't work. "Oh wow," she gushed when she got a text from Amanda saying she had had her baby.

"What happened?"

"Amanda had her baby," she showed the picture of her baby girl to Noah and Peter. "How about we go see the baby before the park? I'm sure Jesse will be there," he beamed and nodded his head.

"Go pick out what you want for breakfast and we'll meet you in the kitchen," Noah jumped from the bed to the floor and ran to the kitchen.

"You don't have to come to the hospital if you don't want to," Olivia didn't want to bore him with babies and what not, which was ironic since that was exactly their focus right now.

"To be completely honest I've never held a baby, and it'd be kind of nice to get some practice," he admitted as he laid on his side with his head resting in his hand.

"You've never held a baby?" she asks softly.

"Maybe when I was younger, but no I haven't," he caressed her face lightly. "They're just so tiny and I'm afraid I'll somehow break them," he was so soft it was a different side to him. It made her wonder how he would be with their own baby.

"I thought the same thing with Noah and he was almost a year old when I got him. Babies are so much stronger than we think," she reluctantly got out of bed and threw on her favorite silk robe. "We better get in there. Noah is being a little too quiet," she shuffled into the kitchen hoping it wasn't completely destroyed.

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"Oh she's precious," Olivia sat on the small sofa across from where Amanda laid. "Did labor go okay?" Peter sat next to her with his arm resting on the back of the couch. He watched her imagining for a moment that she was holding their very own baby.

"Listen I'm just glad it's over," she laughed. "Thank you guys so much for coming by," she looked over at Noah who was showing Jesse how to play a game on his ipad.

"I couldn't wait to come get some newborn snuggles. It only happens so often," she looked over at Peter and he knew exactly what she was getting at. "Peter how about you hold her?"

"I handle the most heinous crimes in court and yet it's holding a newborn that terrifies me," he earns a chuckle from everyone and Olivia started handing over the baby carefully. He placed his arms in the cradling position similar to Olivia's and soon enough baby Billie was in his arms.

"Just support her head a little bit more," Olivia scooted closer and rested her head on his shoulder, running her finger lightly over the baby's head. "See it's not bad at all," Amanda watched grinning from ear to ear still on her high horse of knowing she was right all along about them.

"I can't wait for this," he said quietly but not quiet enough.

"Is there something ya'll wanna tell me?" Amanda smirked and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Nothing yet. Not for a few more years," Olivia rolled her eyes and shook her head at her.

"Not if you keep going into that office with the door locked and the blinds closed in the middle of the day."

"Amanda!" she blushed. "It was one time!" she shook her head.

"That's usually all it takes. How do you think I got pregnant this time?"

"No babies just yet. Don't put that into the universe for me," Peter tried his best to fake it but he couldn't help that tugging feeling in his heart. They were so set on waiting to start such a dramatic chapter in their life, but he wanted to throw caution to the wind and maybe try this whole baby thing a lot sooner.

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"Mmm, you smell so good baby," Peter stood behind Olivia at the kitchen counter with his arms wrapped around her waist. She had just gotten out of the shower and smelled incredible; a mix of jasmine and her natural scent that kept him from keeping his hands off of her.

"Noah is still very much awake, so behave," she nudged him with her ass and bit her lip when she felt his bulge through his thin pajamas.

"Who says I'm not?" he kissed on her neck and ran his hands across her abdomen. "You feeling okay? It's been about week since you started your treatments," he asked her that question at least ten times a day, and she knew it was only because he was worried about her. It was sweet and she appreciated him keeping his word to their doctor.

"I'm just so tired," she yawned in his arms and laid her head back his shoulder.

"How about I finish making your tea and you go lie down?" He kissed her cheek and released her from his arms. She would normally protest that she was fine, but today had her beat.

"What about Noah?"

"I'll put him to bed too," he pecked her lips and nudged her lightly to head towards the bedroom.

"You're too good for me," she kissed him again but this time more lovingly, kissing him for just a moment longer.

"No way. I think it's the other way around," she grinned from ear to ear and pecked his lips one more time before heading down the hallway to the bedroom.

She was finally able to collapse in her bed and unwind from such a busy day. Olivia had her fears about this whole hormone therapy and making such committed plans with Peter so soon. It all felt so good and she felt like she was finally happy, but she was terrified that one day she would wake up and it would all be gone.

But after today, seeing the simple gestures he made towards Noah and how much love he showed for her son and her, Olivia knew in her heart that she was making the right decisions. When they went to the hospital today and she saw him holding Billie, it wasn't so hard to imagine that for them.

Olivia was thankful for his patience with her, but also for his faith in her. His willingness to still love her despite all her damage…

"You falling asleep on me already?" Peter had walked into the room with her cup of tea in hand.

"Just about," she smiles with sleep in her eyes and sits up against the headboard. "Noah in bed?" He hands over the mug and sits at the end of the bed with her feet in his lap.

"Barely got through the first book before he was out," he went silent for a moment and Olivia could see there was so much more on his mind, just like there was on hers.

"I was thinking," he starts and her body tenses nervous about what he was about to say.

"About?"

"How much I love you and Noah, and I just want you to know that," she swallows hard at his confession as she tries to hold back her tears. Her damn hormones were all over the place these days, and the simplest things had her emotions going haywire.

"When I was putting him to bed- I don't know I just got that feeling in my chest that made me damn near cry," he chuckled just a little and Olivia flicked away the tear that had escaped. "I never even wanted kids but that boy is something special. He just sees the world so differently, and after spending so many years in a dark place it's been life changing," she doesn't know where this all came from but god she's happy that he's said it.

"I know that exact feeling. I've felt it everyday that I come home since getting Noah," she admits. "And now since getting to come home to you," the words are so simple but they carry a level of intensity she thought she wouldn't ever feel again.

He tugged on her foot and brought her body to lay down on the bed, as he moved between her thighs. He kissed her lovingly being gentle with her. His hands cradled her face and the tips of his fingers threaded in her hair. Olivia's hands spread over the wide expanse of his chest. She pulled away from him looking into his green eyes that reached depths of her soul she tried to keep hidden.

She reached for the hem of his shirt, treading her fingers along his waistline before pulling the fabric up and over his head. She ran her hands again over his chest and up to his neck, gently pulling him back to her. She caressed his cheek before tugging on his bottom lip. His tongue skimmed her lips before tasting her completely.

They laid in bed just kissing and holding one another, not rushing for once. He was so soft with her as his hands skimmed over her delicate skin, stripping her of her clothes. Tonight was different as she straddled him in bed with her breast pressed against his chest, their tongues dancing against one another while his hips thrusted into her.

Nothing but her moans filled the room all night as they made love. It was nearing dawn when she was finally able to catch up on sleep, and peter laid watching her as she rested on his chest. Her face turned towards him as her bangs flew up the slightest each time she breathed out. He kissed her forehead ever so lightly not wanting to disturb her peace. Things had been moving so fast between them the past few weeks, it was nice to finally spend a night reconnecting with one another.

For once in a long time it felt like confirmation that everything they had been doing as of recent had been for them. He knew they had agreed to still take things one step at a time and wait on moving in together or having a baby, but he couldn't help but get impatient. The thought of coming home to Olivia in their very own place, running his hands over her swell that grew their child, and showering Noah with all the love in the world…

His once stone cold heart couldn't handle the thought of it all. Peter hadn't really believed in love or soul mates at all, but now he was beginning to have a change of heart.

Olivia was the solid ground he needed to bring him down to earth, and had just hoped he wouldn't do anything to fuck this all up.

Thoughts so far? Do you think they're moving too fast?

Next chapter might lead to something juicy!