Disclaimer - Maria Frank is my own creation. All others belong to Law and Order: SVU. Slipped in adult content for the hell of it.
Several hours later and the case file finally organized to properly show the DA, Maria walked Shawn Marks out and closed the door once he had left. John had taken refuge on the living room couch and buried deep in the local paper and reading up on the latest Basketball scores. Much to his knowledge, Frank was eying him with a fairly dangerous look that was looking for some action."So, how did it go?" He asked, not noticing she was slowly inching closer to him.
"Fine and it was painless. Watching that boy drink coffee made my stomach roll, though. He drank three cups in an hour and a half," She commented, walking up behind him carefully to not attract attention to herself yet. "About me snapping at you earlier, I want to apologize, but I know you're going to say 'you don't need to apologize, Mar. You were under stress', but I want to."
Noticing she was extremely close to his ear and her breathe was sending chills down his spine, Munch looked up seconds before she kissed him roughly from her angle. Breaking the kiss for a moment, John stared up at her and slightly stunned. "Wha-what was that?" He asked, not fully understanding why she just assaulted his mouth without warning.
"Don't talk and just follow my lead," She muttered, taking the paper from his hands and climbed over the couch onto his lap. Placing her hands on the sides of his face, she kissed him again and deepened it when his hands traveled up her thighs to her hips.
Breaking it to catch some air, Maria moved him to lay down on his back on the couch and Munch licked his lips nervously. There was something flashing in her eyes that made him slightly nervous of her intentions. He trusted her completely, but there was just something in her body language and eyes that made him nervous. Groaning when she moved to nibble his neck and collar bone, John could feel his excitement rising and attempted to try and remove her shirt. A warning look in her eyes stopped him.
She was in charge of their pleasurable bliss for this round. Unbuttoning his shirt and exposing his chest just enough for her fun, she grinned when he closed his eyes and tried to arch his back. Dragging her tongue from his belt to his neck, Maria slowly worked back down slowly and pinned John's arms by his head with her hands to keep him from taking control. Reaching his belt, she undid it with ease, lowered his slacks and boxers for just enough room, and reached for his wallet to grab a packet of protection. Munch's breathing began to become heavier when he noticed what she was up to and he couldn't help grinning with excitement. She skipped pleasuring him and was jumping right down to business.
Lowering her jeans and underwear just enough, Maria ripped open the packet and eased in on him. Locking her eyes on his dark brown ones, she settled on him with one swift move and they gasped simultaneously, John bucking up involuntarily. "Holy fuck." Munch's breathe came out in shudders as he tried to comprehend what just happened.
"Still good, my handsome stud?" Maria asked breathlessly, keeping his hands pinned by his head and kissed his lips with her, nibbling his bottom lip gently. He nodded as he reached up for another kiss and was rewarded with one and the body shaking pleasure when she began to move over him slowly at first.
Groaning and attempted to free his hands from her grasp, John wasn't enjoying how she was taunting him by going at a slow pace and made it be known by his pleading look. "Please, Mar. Stop teasing me like this," He whimpered and closed his eyes when she pressed her forehead against his. "Please?"
"You got it," She whispered and began to move in a steady pace, moving in various ways that made them both cry out with pleasure. Trying his damn hardest to free his hands from her hold, Munch kissed her deeply when she leaned down to kiss him first.
Finally feeling their excitement finally peeking, Maria released his hands and cried out when he opened her shirt in one swift move and pushed her bra up to touch her. Kissing and nibbling her flesh, John couldn't stop himself from pulling away from her to throw his head back and crying out as his orgasm rattled through his body. Seconds later, Frank's body tensed up and balled her fists up on John's sweaty chest.
Breathing heavily and working to steady herself, she leaned down and trailed soft kisses up from his chest to his parted lips. "Still with me, John?" Maria asked softly, cupping the side of his face as he grinned with his eyes still shut.
"Yeah, I'm still here, baby." John placed his hand on her back and struggled to sit up, but his exhausted body couldn't do it. Flopping back down and catching his breath, his half-lidded eyes smiled at her as he ran his hands gently up her stomach and chest. Maria closed her eyes with sheer pleasure. "You like that?"
She nodded her head slowly, letting out a sigh with a smile. "Yes. Yes, I do." Placing her hands over his hands, Maria opened her eyes and said, "Maybe we should move this some place else and change your protection before we go again."
John wiggled his eyebrows and suggested, "The kitchen counter?" and Maria rolled her eyes. "What? Don't like that idea?"
"I love the idea, baby, but I'll end up cleaning the counter right after our body rattling sex." She explained, slowly lifting herself up and and standing up moments before John got up and grabbed her, playfully pushing her to the floor. "Hey now!" Frank giggled and they kissed softly.
Peering down at her with love in his dark eyes, Munch stood up and headed to the bathroom for a moment. Returning to lay next to her on the living room floor, he placed his hand on her stomach and slowly kissed her chest down to below her navel. No words were spoken as John continued to kiss her skin while Maria sat up just enough to take his shirt off and kiss his shoulder. It had been weeks since they had quality time together that involved touching each other gently and just being close together.
Kicking her jeans off and removing the rest of her clothes by hand, she grinned when he reached for his wallet again and extracted another condom from inside it. "Let me guess - you have more then two in there, don't you?"
"We might just find out, won't we?" He teased her playfully and quickly removed the rest of his clothes as well.
Two hours later, the both laid spent and sore after exhausting themselves. Maria's wild craves for sex had finally settled down and John was bordering conscious and unconscious, his right arm under her neck for some support. Slowly attempting to sit herself up, Frank couldn't find the strength and laid back down with a sigh. "I give up."
"Finally. You've been trying to get up for half an hour now," Munch heavily sighed and slowly pulled his arm out from under her and rubbed his shoulder. He learned, years before, when Maria wanted wild sex, she had a bad habit of nipping him in places where it wouldn't be seen in public. His shoulder was her latest victim. The inside of his left thigh still had its mark from last time. "Well, my shoulder doesn't look as bad as the inside of my thigh." He peered down and inspected that mark. "You are one mouthy woman, Mar."
Maria laughed softly and reached out for him to lay back down with her. "I haven't heard you complain yet." She curled up next to him and rested her head on his shoulder. "John?"
"Hm?"
"Did you learn some new moves?" She grinned up at him as he laughed. "Or were you holding those back for later use?"
John continued to laugh for a few minutes and held her closer, moving to sit up a little. "Well, I actually did...some reading up and since you were literally getting what you wanted, I figured I would try them." He half shrugged and looked away, a normal thing he did when trying new moves with Maria and hoping she had loved it as much as he did. After all, he wanted her to get as much of a fantastic release as he did.
"Oh, don't look away, silly." She reached her hand out and turned his head back so he would look at her. "You silly goose. You don't need to look away from me when you try something new. You've been doing this since as long as we've been together. I'm not like those other skanks and whores you were married to. C'mon...how long have we been together?"
Instead of answering her question, moved to stand up and offered to help her onto her feet. "I'm not going to answer that because I've answered it so many times already."
"Well, there you go. Stop thinking about the hell they put you through and focus on us, okay?" He nodded slowly. "You got me this beautiful ring that I said yes to without a second thought be the thought of being with you makes me happier then I have ever been in my life. Got it?"
John sighed and nodded again, this time with a smile. "Got it."
"Good."
Two months later:
Sitting up in bed with her hand on her abdomen, Maria Frank struggled hard to not gasp from the pain and alarm John, who was still fast asleep beside her. The alarm clock hadn't even gone off yet and she had been sitting up for an hour now, wondering where this pain was coming from and why. Slowly moving to hang her legs over the side of the bed, she closed her eyes and swallowed heavily when her blood pressure started rising. "Oh, boy," She whispered to herself and gripped the edge of the bed with her free hand.
Sensing something was wrong, John softly snorted awake and opened his eyes to see the dark figure of Maria sitting up and making very soft sounds. To his ears, they sounded like sounds of pain and it greatly alarmed him. "Maria? What's the matter?" He sat up and moved next to her, placing his hand over her's. "What's wrong with your stomach?"
"I-I don't know."
"Are you going to vomit?" He placed his other hand on her forehead and frowned. "You're not going to work today, Mar. You're warm and sweaty."
She shook her head sharply and ground her teeth. "I'm don't think I'm going to vomit and I have to go to work. Marks is on his paid vacation and Fin needs me in case we get a call." She gripped her stomach when pain rolled through her body and she gasped. John shook his head, not liking how she was going to work in the state she was in. "I have to make it to work today. If the pain gets worse through the day, I'll call you. How about that?"
"Not good enough," He firmly stated, moving to kneel in front of her. "Mar, there's something wrong with you and I really want you to stay home today."
She shook her head again. "No, I need to go to work and just work through the pain." She slowly stood up and exhaled a slow breath. "I'm going to take my shower and we'll get this show on the road."
Watching her head to the bathroom, John shook his head and heavily sighed. Sometimes, he hated how stubborn she was, and since her health seemed to be suffering, he didn't like it one bit. Standing up and opening her dresser drawers to get some clothes out, he placed them on the bed and headed to the kitchen for a moment. He poured a cup of orange juice for her and headed back to the bedroom to see her slowly pulling on some clothes. Handing her the glass, he watched her carefully as she took her meds and frowned for a moment when she flinched and closed her eyes for a moment. "Are you really sure about this?" He asked softly, his hand on her shoulder.
"Yes, I'm sure. Like I said, if it gets too worse to the point I can't stand up right, I'll call you." She could clearly see he still wasn't pleased. "Look, I have to this. There's...this case I can't leave alone or be away from."
Now it was starting to make sense. "What case?"
She shook her head and looked down. "It's this toddler who was abused and neglected by her parents." She raised her eyes and looked straight at him. "Mainly her father and it hit hard for me since my father was no father of the year. Years of emotional abuse does that to you, you know?" John sighed and waited for her to continue. "This kid needs someone to talk to her and I'm possibly the only one who can. Liv can't do it because she doesn't understand the father issues that come with one emotionally abusing their child."
"How old is she?"
"Four. She's not talking because she's afraid of her father's temper and her mother is certainly not protecting her." Maria flinched and placed her hand over her stomach. "I...need to do this and get her to talk with how I know how to. If I head in early and work on a plan, I can possibly get her to talk before lunch. If this pain is still happening around that time, I'll call you. Do you understand now why I need to go in? It's not because in case we get a call, it's all because of this little girl who has no one else to help and protect her."
Thinking over what Frank had finally admitted to him, John nodded and grabbed for his keys to take her in. He was going to take his shower later now knowing what was really going on. Driving her to work in silence and pulling in front of the Police Department, he leaned over and kissed her. "Promise to call me even if the pain stops?"
"I will." She smiled and exited his car, taking the steps as slow as possible while pain rolled through her body. Stopping by her desk first, Maria opened the case file and looked down at the case photo of the little girl; the bruise on the side of her face was clear as daylight and it royally pissed her off. Not only was her cop instinct kicking in, but her motherly side was also emotionally rocked. Some years back, she had been the single mother of a wild, spunky and smart four year old boy who had sadly passed away from an ongoing illness that took him away from her.
Carefully sitting down in her chair and deeply thinking of a plan, Frank placed her hand on her abdomen and heavily sighed as a wave of pain rolled over her again. It sure wasn't helping with planning out and it was very distracting. Giving up, she stood up and headed to the machines to get a water and fish out a sleeve of crackers from her desk. Barely walking out of the bullpen, she past Olivia and was stopped when she noticed Maria didn't look good. "Are you okay, Mar?"
Inhaling a sharp breath, she placed her hand on her stomach and closed her eyes. The pain was growing. "I honestly don't know anymore. Look, mind if you come with me to the restroom? Maybe hanging out in there for a bit and see what happens might help a little."
Seeing her friend wasn't well and looking flushed, Benson followed her to the bathroom and waited outside the handicapped stall patiently. "How long have you been like this?"
"I noticed it early this morning, but I'm not really sure. John didn't want me to come to work, but I finally told him about my case." Olivia winced. The case had been pretty tough on her, too. "He didn't look happy with me coming to work, but if I can just hang on until lunch...I'll call him to go home." Frank sat on the floor next to the toilet and placed her hand over her abdomen. Something just wasn't right at all and it alarmed her when she suddenly felt something liquid coming from between her legs. "Holy fuck..."
"What's the matter?" Benson, knowing she hadn't latched the door, opened it and saw Maria's pale and terrified face looking up at her. Kneeling down beside her, Liv noticed a clear-ish puddle gathering under her legs. "Oh, my God. Mar, are you pregnant?"
"What? No! I can't be! No!" Maria answered and shook her head. "No! No! No! There is something medically wrong or something along that line, but there is no possible way I can be pregnant."
Quickly noticing it was her water breaking and not something medically wrong, Benson rushed out the door and called for Elliot and Fin, both who had just settled down at their desk. "Guys, Maria's pregnant, doesn't know she is and her water just broke."
Stabler looked up with confusion. "Excuse me? She doesn't look pregnant."
"You've got to come see this then and see for yourself." She sternly said and motioned for Cragen. They all made their way to the bathroom and Elliot walked into the stall to check on her. Pulling Don aside, Olivia explained to him the situation. "She hasn't been feeling well and her water just broke. I asked her and she strongly believes she can't be, but what other thing could it be?"
Don shook his head slowly and watched Stabler walk out, pale in the face. "She's pregnant and is in labor. I'll keep her calm and call the ambulance." He instructed, walking back in to wet a paper towel and place it on Maria's forehead. "Just take some deep breaths, Maria." He softly coaxed and placed his hand on her abdomen. "Keep taking those deep, deep breaths and try to stay calm."
"What the fuck is happening, El?" She asked, fear in her green eyes.
Trying his best to keep his friend and sometimes partner calm, he thought of his words carefully. "Maria, I know the sighs of a woman in labor and you are pregnant and in labor."
Maria shook her head again and closed her eyes from pain. "No, I told Liv I'm not pregnant. I can't be since John and I use protection every time we have sex." Opening her eyes, she stated it one more time. "I am not pregnant, Elliot." Peering down at the liquid, only one thing came to her mind. "Could be a tumor or something along that line near my bladder. John's not going to like this."
Looking over his shoulder at Fin, they shared a look and her dark partner walked out. Stopping in front of Don and Olivia, he explained, "She thinks it could be tumor near her bladder, but that's not urine that came out. Elliot strongly believes she's in labor."
"The ambulance is on it's way now. Someone's going to have to tell John and take him to the hospital to be with her."
"I'll go and get him." Benson offered and left when Don nodded his head. Grabbing her keys, she headed out and grabbed the first car available. Not long after she left, the red and white ambulance pulled up with the sirens blaring.
Sitting near the window of their apartment, John Munch watched the traffic and people go by with deeply thinking of what was causing Maria's pains. Not noticing someone was knocking on the door after the first knocks, he almost jumped in his seat and walked over to look through the peep hole. Seeing Benson there made his stomach drop. "Liv? What are you doing here?"
Thinking of her words carefully, she walked in and shut the door. "John, Maria's being taken the hospital."
Feeling his face paling, he sat down and heavily swallowed. "She's been shot, hasn't she?"
"No, no. Those pains she had been feeling? Well-"
"It's cancer," He said softly, his fear taking over his mind. Not understanding when she kneeled down in front of him, he watched Benson take his hand and squeeze his fingers. "What happened to her?"
"John, she's pregnant."
Confusion took over his features and Munch's face paled even more. "What? What are you talking about? She can't be."
Olivia moved to sit in a chair and began explaining to him from the beginning of what had happened. "Then, Fin came out and told us what she thinks it is, but it doesn't make sense."
"What did she say?"
"She thinks it might be a tumor of some sort near her bladder, but the fluid that came out doesn't look or smell like urine." She took his hand and quickly learned he was trembling slightly, his face still pale. Instead of having him get up and move to head to the hospital, Olivia thought it was best to allow him to understand what was really going on and letting it sink in just enough. A half hour later and he was still trembling and silent. Benson carefully released his hand and went to the kitchen to get him a cup of water, hoping it would bring him back to Earth. "Here you go John and drink it slowly," She instructed softly and he took it, blinking for the first time in a long time.
Feeling the cold water go down his dry throat, he shook his head slowly. "I don't understand it. She doesn't look pregnant and I always, always use protection..."
"Condoms are not effective one hundred percent of the time, John." She explained, watching him stand up and glance at a photo of Maria holding her - their - late son. "This isn't going to be like Scott. He was born into a world without his father around and what happened to the baby isn't going to happen to this child."
He huffed, knowing this pregnancy wasn't going to be easy for Maria. "Yeah. Sure. If this baby lives." John turned and stared at his friend. "At her age, there is a high possibility something can go wrong and either she or the baby could die. If I loose Maria and the baby at the same time...there is no possible way I can continue the rest of my life without her, Liv."
"Don't think that. Just because there's a possibility something could go wrong, doesn't mean there isn't a chance something good could happen." Benson placed her hand on his shoulder to show she was deeply concerned about what as going on. "Look, how about we both head to the hospital and you can meet up with her. They should have her there by now and in a room. She's scared, John, and needs you to be there when the baby is born."
Closing his eyes for a moment, John Munch inhaled a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, let's go."
"Jesus fucking Christ, this hurts." Maria hissed through her teeth, another roll of pain went through her body. Elliot continued to stay by her side as the doctor and nurse prepared the do an ultrasound on the location of her pain.
Placing his hand on her forehead and softly shushing her, Stabler watched the screen of the ultrasound as Maria looked away, her mind going blank with exhaustion and fear. What she didn't hear was the sound of a heart beat that wasn't her's.
