A/N: What is happening with Lizzie? Maybe she didn't read that book quite closely enough.
DISCLAIMER: SVU and characters belong to Dick Wolf. This story, plot, dialogue and narrative belong to TStabler©
"How are you feeling, baby?" Elliot asked, rubbing his wife's shoulders.
Olivia moaned as she leaned back into his touch. "So much better now," she groaned. "You have magic hands."
"You're carrying two more of my babies, sweetheart," Elliot said, bending his head to kiss her neck as he moved his hands lower, kneading harder. "You're the magical one."
"You helped," Olivia said with a chuckle.
"I did," Elliot said, nibbling on her neck. "I like helping," he added in a whisper.
"You're good at it," Olivia whispered. "God, that feels so good, baby," she mumbled, rolling her eyes back.
Elliot smirked against her skin and nibbled lightly on her earlobe as he whispered, "I know what would feel even better." He massaged his way to the front of her waist and unbuttoned her jeans. He chuckled when he heard her gasp, and wormed his hands in between the fabric and swiped over her bare mound, warm, wet, and waiting for him.
"Oh, God," Olivia whispered, dropping her head back into his chest. "El, baby, we're in the living room."
"I know where we are," Elliot laughed. "I also know that the kids won't be home for a few hours, since Don and Maria took them to the movies and to get ice cream."
"You got the kids out of the house," Olivia said, moaning as Elliot's fingers slipped inside of her.
"Yeah, I did," Elliot responded. "We needed some grown-up time, baby." He moved closer to her on the couch, wrapping his legs around her and forcing her to lean back between them. He bent his head to kiss her as his fingers worked harder and faster.
"Oh, shit, El," Olivia gasped, feeling herself tightening and tensing up.
Elliot moaned against her lips, loudly, and began working his thumb over her swollen nub. "That's it, baby," he encouraged, "Come on, Liv, cum for me."
Olivia's right hand, resting on his knee, tightening and her nails dug into his leg. Her left had wound itself up around the beck of Elliot's head, pulling him tighter into the kiss. She bucked her hips, moaning, as her breathing grew more rapid and fire ignited under her skin. Suddenly, she moved her right hand from his leg to his wrist and pulled his hand away from her.
"Liv?" Elliot questioned. His answer was his wife turning over and frantically removing his pants. "Oh, okay, then," Elliot quipped, reaching out his own hands to fumble with her buttons. He lifted his hips, enabling Olivia to remove his jeans, and he watched with a watering mouth as she stood and removed her own clothes. "Hold it," he said, pulling her close to him. "I do this part," he whispered with a sly grin as he slowly slid her panties down. He reached around, unhooking her bra, and slid it off of her. Before he pulled her back down on top of him, he took a moment to nuzzle her belly, which was just starting to swell.
Olivia, suddenly overcome with emotion, clutched his head to her body and swallowed back the urge to cry. He had done this with all of the kids, but it got to her, making her heart burst. "I love you," she whispered, letting him go and pushing him back down on the couch.
"I love you, too, baby," Elliot said, smiling as Olivia moved on top of him. As he pulled her down for a kiss, and began to push into her, he was struck with a strange feeling, but it passed quickly. He forgot about it the moment he heard Olivia moan his name, and he dropped his head back as he pushed into her completely. "God, Olivia," he cried. "You feel so incredible."
Olivia, tears in her eyes from the sting and stretch she still wasn't used to feeling, gasped. "Jesus Christ," she moaned. "After all these years, and all those kids, you'd think this would be different."
"It'll never be different," Elliot said softly, beginning to move. "It will always be this amazing," he said, pulling her down to him. He kissed her, held her close, and moved within her, ignoring the voice in the back of his mind that was yelling at him to be roughre, faster, and harder with her.
"Hey, Grandpa Don?" Lizzie asked, climbing into the station wagon after the movie. She couldn't help but feel like her father owned one just like it once.
"Yeah, kiddo?" Cragen said, turning to face her.
"Where'd you get this car?" Lizzie asked, her stomach churning.
Cragen chuckled. "I've had this car for years, Lizzie. I wanted to sell it to your parents once, when they were about to have you and your brother, but your dad had already bought the SUV."
Lizzie gasped, blinked, and looked at the floor of the car beneath her feet. She remembered this station wagon. She saw a book, peeking out from under the seat in front of her, and she reached down to get it. "Fate, Destiny, and You: The Modern Girl's Guide to Time Travel, Quantum Physics, and Fixing the Future," she read to herself. She flipped it open, skimming the table of contents, and gasped when an image flashed in her mind. "Oh wow!" she whispered to herself, quickly flipping through the book. She read a few lines on the first page in the last chapter and her little eyes widened. There were notes in the margin. Notes about her parents. "They were always supposed to be together," she mumbled. "It was destiny."
"Where would you kids like to go for ice cream?" Maria asked, smiling back at the kids.
"Millie's!" Maureen shouted. "And we have to bring Mom some cookie-dough ice cream!"
Kathleen nodded. "Dad will want chocolate-chip-mint," she said.
"Okay then," Maria said, turning back to the front.
Lizzie's eyes remained fixed on the book. She wasn't sure why, or how, but she knew that this was all some new life for her, and she had changed it all. She'd altered lives and memories, she'd ripped through the Time-Space-Continuum, and according to the final chapter, it was repairing itself now.
If the book was to be believed, people would physically experience certain things for the first time, even though they'd remember experiencing them before. Elliot, since his heart truly did lie with Olivia, would never remember being married to Kathy, but he would have a strong desire to strengthen his relationship with Olivia, in every way he could. The kids would dream about their old life, but never remember it being real.
And as for Lizzie, the brains behind the operation, she'd been given a "sixth sense". She'd be able to tell when things would happen, and how, and she'd have amazing intuition, especially where her family was concerned. She stared down at the book, trying desperately to remember when exactly she'd changed her future, but she couldn't. All she knew was, according to the book, if she couldn't remember, then it wasn't her destiny. According to the book, she was never meant to have her old life, and was now leading the life she was destined to have. Everyone was. She smiled at the thought, and she knew that her new brother and sister were only making their lives greater.
"Maria," Cragen said, looking at the car radio. "Did you ever figure out what this button does?" he asked, reaching for a red, round knob.
Lizzie shrieked. "No, Grandpa!"
It was too late. Cragen pushed the button, but. so it seemed, nothing happened.
"Stupid thing," Cragen muttered, pulling into the ice cream shoppe's parking lot. Lizzie let out a sigh of relief as she opened her door. Fate really was a funny thing.
"Mmm, baby," Elliot groaned, working faster into and out of his wife, "God, it's never enough."
Olivia ran her hands down his arms, sinking her nails into his flesh when she felt him hit a certain spot inside of her. "It never will be," she moaned, arching her back off of the couch. "Oh, God, Elliot," she cried.
"Love you," Elliot panted, "So much."
"God, yes, El," Olivia growled, feeling him hit that spot over and over again. "I love you, baby," she whimpered, rolling her eyes back to meet his. She skimmed her hands up his arms again and gently caressed his cheek.
Elliot fell forward, kissing her, as he hit deep into her again, and he moaned loudly into her mouth as he felt her clenching around him. "Let go," he whispered to her. "Let go, Liv," he repeated, kissing her again.
Olivia opened her dark eyes, and peered into her husbands blue orbs, and she came, looking at the love and intense desire in them.
Elliot, watching her, feeling her, let go, too, releasing inside of her with several loud grunts. "God, Liv," he growled, feeling her clamp hard on him one last time. "Shit, baby. Still like the first time," he said, chuckling, as he flipped them over and pulled her close.
"You always say that," Olivia laughed through her shallow breath. "And you're always right."
Before Elliot could say anything, the house phone rang. He reached over and grabbed the cordless. "Stabler," he panted. "What? Oh, wow! Yeah, I'm happy for you, man! Tell her I said welcome to the family, and don't fuck this up Frank. I will. We will. Bye."
"What was that about?" Olivia asked, watching him slip the phone in its cradle.
Elliot kissed her, pulling her even closer, brushing the sweaty hair back off of her head. "Frankie just asked Casey to marry him. She said yes."
A/N: What did the button do? Who the crap is Maria? What will Lizzie's "sixth sense" tell her in the morning? Wanna know? Review, please?
