"Livia's got a baby in her belly?" Eli inquired, watching as his father scrambled eggs in a bowl before pouring them into a skillet. Elliot had awakened early and instead of lying in bed until the alarm blared, he climbed out of bed, turning off the alarm before quietly exiting the room. Olivia could sleep in a bit longer while Elliot prepared breakfast and explained to Eli about the new baby.

"No, buddy. What did I just tell you?" Elliot asked Eli. He had stopped stirring the eggs and turned to watch his son process the information he had just been given.

"You said the baby doesn't have a home, so you and Livia get to bring him here." Eli said. Eli was playing in a bowl of chocolate chips for the pancakes, refusing to look at his father. "Eli? Are you not happy to be getting a baby brother?" Elliot asked Eli.

Eli looked up at his father with giant tears resting in his eyes. Elliot moved the eggs from the stove and stepped in front of his son. "What's the matter, buddy?" Elliot asked his son, worried. He didn't know why Eli was on the verge of tears. He had several ideas coursing through his mind and he only hoped the reason was none of his thoughts. Eli looked up at Elliot and frowned, forcing his bottom lip to pucker out. "Hey… hey… it's OK. What's wrong? Just tell me, buddy. It's OK." Elliot said to soothe his son.

"He doesn't have a mommy and a daddy?" Eli asked. Elliot released a heavy sigh and kissed Eli's forehead. "No, buddy, that's why I said Olivia and I get to be his mommy and daddy. Remember, buddy?" Elliot inquired. Eli sniffled before speaking. "Did they not love him?" Eli asked. Elliot was speechless. He didn't know how to talk to Eli. He needed Olivia.

"Eli, baby…." Olivia's voice broke through the silence. She was leaning over the bar, watching them. Eli had perked up at her voice and looked to her desperately. Olivia rounded into the kitchen and approached the young boy and his father. Eli's arms flew to wrap around her neck and she removed the boy from the counter. With Eli wrapped tightly around her body, she carried him to the couch where the two sat and cuddled together. Eli's face rested in the crook of her neck and Olivia tilted her head, allowing her cheek to rest on his forehead.

"Baby, sometimes mommies and daddies can't take care of their babies and they have to give them to people who will find them homes with a mommy and a daddy and big brothers and sisters who will love them and feed them and play with them and teach them all kinds of cool things." Olivia explained to Eli. The boy made no movement, no sound, so Olivia ventured on. "You're gonna be a big brother, baby. You're gonna get to help your daddy and me feed him and change him. You and I can give him baths and even take naps with him. You're gonna help me love him and give me all kinds of kisses and hugs and snuggles…." Olivia said.

She took a breath to continue, but Eli's small voice broke in. "Like you do with me?" The young boy asked. Olivia closed her eyes, stopping the tears, and swallowed the knot in her throat. "Yeah, buddy, just like I do with you." Olivia said. She kissed Eli's forehead and with her lips hovering above his skin said, "I love you so much, Eli and baby, you're gonna be the best big brother." Olivia kissed his forehead once again and snuggled back into the couch, pulling Eli's body tighter against her. She looked over to Elliot who was perched in front of the stove, now frying bacon. He glanced over at the couch and met Olivia's staring eyes. The couple shared a short smile before Eli popped his head up to meet Olivia's eyes, blocking the eye contact.

"What's his name?" Eli asked. Olivia and Elliot, both, chuckled before Olivia answered the young boy. "He doesn't have a name yet. We get to pick his name out for him." Olivia tapped Eli's nose with her forefinger before adding, "Maybe you can help me and your daddy pick his name out." Eli looked over his shoulder to smile at his dad before looking back to Olivia. Staring straight in her eyes, he gripped her face in his hands and said, "I love you, Livia," before leaning forward and pecking her lips. He plopped his head back onto her shoulder and huddled into her chest. Olivia rubbed his back and kissed his head before whispering an easy, "I love you too, buddy."

"If you think we're getting back together now, you can for…." Reese started before Dickie grabbed her wrist and yanked her into his apartment. The glare in her eyes told Dickie she was absolute in her statement and she was beyond upset and angry with him. She didn't want to be in his apartment, let alone even talk to him. But, she couldn't deny she still cared for him. And she didn't trust Hannah. Subsequently, she would do anything to protect Dickie and that extended far into his family. Reese gave Dickie a once-over, before looking into his eyes. There was something, there, floating in his irises… She'd never seen it before. He was hurt and worried. He looked scared and broken. Taking a deep breath and relaxing her stance and brow, Reese looked apologetically towards Dickie before she spoke. She pulled on the arm that was still enclosed in Dickie's wrist. She pulled and led their bodies to the couch, sitting, and making sure Dickie followed, she turned to him. "Dickie? What's wrong?"

Reese sat there, listening has Dickie gave her details she would rather not have heard. As Dickie's voice described Hannah's actions, Reese's speculations that Hannah was a potentially dangerous and highly unstable individual were confirmed. Hannah's actions are only going to escalate, but the conclusion to Hannah's manipulative calculations was unknown. Reese has her ideas as to what's going to happen, and with everything she knows… she hopes she's wrong.

"Will you just change them?" Olivia yelled from the bathroom. She had just showered and was styling her hair and makeup, waiting for Elliot to dress before she headed into the closet. She heard Elliot huff and she rolled her eyes. She looked up into the mirror and smiled. She saw Elliot's shirtless form venture closer to her position in front of the vanity. Elliot smacked Olivia's ass and grabbed a firm hold on one cheek before moving passed her to his sink. Olivia had a broad, bright and smug smile plastered on her face as she looked over to Elliot's direction and watched his every move.

"Did you change the sheets?" Olivia asked Elliot. Elliot looked over at Olivia with foam forming at the corners of his mouth and his toothbrush hanging out. Olivia couldn't stifle her chuckle. She quickly straightened up and raised an eyebrow. "Elliot. I'm serious. Will you just change the sheets while I get Eli dressed and ready to go?" Elliot turned from spitting out his toothpaste to look at Olivia. She was worried, but he didn't understand why. Why were the sheets so important?

"Liv? What's going on? Why are you so… persistent about the sheets?" Elliot asked. He had made the few steps over to Olivia. Reaching his arms around her waist, he turned her and pushed her back against the countertop. "Liv, what's going on?" Elliot asked once more. Elliot watched as Olivia turned her head away, looking to her left and then to the floor, avoiding Elliot's questioning gaze. Elliot, using his own nose to nuzzle hers and effectively raising her head, he gently kissed her lips before asking once more, "You gonna tell me or am I gonna have to pull teeth?" Elliot said causing Olivia to smile.

Olivia's hands moved to grip Elliot's biceps and her fingertips began to slowly knead the muscles. "It's just…. Liz said there would be a home visit later this evening. And I want clean sheets on the bed. If they…" Olivia said, but was interrupted by Elliot's sarcasm.

"Babe, they know we're living together. And I'm gonna guess they think we're sharing a bed and…" Elliot said, stopping when he saw the seriousness grace Olivia's face. "And… doing other things. It's fine, babe, I promise." Elliot redirected. "But, I'll change the sheets while you get Eli ready." Elliot said, kissing Olivia's lips and then forehead. Seeing Olivia's smile, Elliot leaned in and kissed her once more. Elliot moved to step away from Olivia, but she instantly protested. Her hands jumped from his biceps to his grab his backside.

"No. Don't go. I just want to spend some time with you." Olivia said. A ruthless smirk grew on Elliot's face. He lifted her on the countertop and stepped between her legs. "Oh, yeah? What'd you want to do?" Elliot asked Olivia. He had pulled her exceptionally close to his body. Their hips and chests were resting against one another, idly waiting for their mate to move. Elliot was paying affection to Olivia's neck, nuzzling, biting, nipping, and kissing her delicate skin. "I wanted to talk." Olivia said through a groan. Her hands gripped his butt, squeezing adoringly. "Everything's going to change." Olivia continued. Hands were now roaming, giving attention to their lover's skin. "We're getting a baby, El. It's no longer just us." Olivia said and Elliot's lips stopped her words. He was kissing her, hot, hungrily, and passionately. His devotion and worship was relayed through the kiss. Elliot's hands travelled from her hips to the front of her robe, quickly working to untie the silk garment. This would be the last moment where it was only them. But, it had never just been them. Elliot's kids were always in the picture and Olivia wouldn't have it any other way. Aside from Eli's stays, his older children retreated to their homes after a short visit. Bringing a newborn into the home would simply mean there would be three permanent residents. There lives were changing. None were complaining, but Olivia couldn't ignore the fear or worry of bringing the baby boy home. She was minutes away from becoming a mom. She was going to be a parent with Elliot and….

Olivia tore her mouth away from Elliot's, releasing a gasp. Elliot's hands were greedily working her body into submission. She dropped her head back, releasing a slow, low growl in time with the movement. "El." Olivia panted. "El. We gotta…" She was stopped. Elliot had thrust inside her, taking her pleasurably by surprise.

"You wanna stop?" Elliot asked while slowly moving his hips from right to left. Olivia growled again, telling Elliot his actions and intentions were working. "God…." She groaned. "You better not." Olivia said. Elliot was still slowly swaying, refusing to start pumping within her, until he had her right where he wanted her. Olivia's head popped up and she shot a glare at Elliot. "You're a cocky son of a bitch, you know that?" Olivia snapped at Elliot. Elliot cheekily smiled back, with a small chuckle passing by his lips. He was staring right at Olivia, watching her feel and revel in the movement and passion of the moment. She had, again, dropped her head back once his small thrusts began. Her hands on his backside contracted, gripping and digging her nails deep into his delicate skin. She wrapped her legs tightly around his back, locking them at her ankles.

As Elliot's thrusts became more powerful and stronger, Olivia began losing strength to stay sitting upright. Her hands moved back to grip Elliot's biceps, and she started to lean back on the counter. Elliot followed her movement and leaned forward, his hands slipped up her back to cradle her head. Olivia's legs spread, further opening up to Elliot. Her knees travelled with the movement, hovering close to his shoulders. Looking down at his beautiful life-partner, Elliot grated out a desire-filled growl while moving to lay kisses to her body. He stopped right above her breasts, taking in the sight of their bounce, before leaning forward to devour her left nipple in her mouth. Olivia's eyes popped open and she looked down to watch Elliot's movements. An indescribable amount pleasure was coursing through her body, knocking her off-balance. Elliot secured her nipple between his teeth and roughly pulled. The pleasure was disappearing and quickly being replaced by pain. She was in pain.

"El, stop. Stop, El. Stop. Stop." Olivia said. Elliot instantly stilled his movements and straightened up, pulling Olivia with him. Elliot quickly looked over his shoulder to see if Eli had ventured uninvited into their room. But, Eli wasn't the problem. He turned back to Olivia, staring directly at her face. Something was wrong. Very wrong. "Liv? Baby, what's wrong? Did I hurt…" Elliot started but Olivia interrupted his worry.

"No. No. You didn't hurt me. You're OK. It's just… they're really sore." Olivia said, glancing quickly down to her chest. Elliot moved to pull out and step away from Olivia, but her grips instantaneously tightened. Elliot was trapped with Olivia's body wrapped tightly around his body. "What? Where are you going?" Olivia asked, panicked. "Liv…" Elliot started. "I just said my breasts were sore, not that I wanted to stop." Olivia interrupted, correcting Elliot's thoughts. Elliot closed the small gap he had just created and placed a long, gentle kiss on Olivia's forehead.

"Are you ovulating?" Elliot asked. Olivia released a scoff. She looked away from Elliot. She was giving him all the classic signs of refusal to answer his question. "Liv, I'm gonna end up knowing these things. It's just a question. Kathy…."

"Please! I do… not… want to talk about your ex-wife while you're…" Olivia started, looking down at their still-conjoined bodies. She watched as Elliot raised both hands in surrender. "I'm not ovulating. This is a new set, so... I'm not really sure what's going on. And they look…" Olivia started, but Elliot eagerly interrupted her sentence. "Bigger. They're definitely fuller." Elliot cheekily said. He feigned hurt after Olivia slapped his shoulder. Olivia knew he was ruthlessly a man and if given a chance to ogle, Elliot was going to ogle.

"There's no chance you're pregnant, right?" Elliot asked. He watched as Olivia nodded his confirmation. Elliot brought his index finger to his chin to dramatically ponder, earning a hearty laugh from Olivia. Elliot turned his attention back to Olivia, a sly grin stretching across his face. "What?" Olivia asked. Elliot's grin only broadened. Dropping his voice and narrowing his eyes, Elliot said, "Maybe you're just becoming a fuller woman, because I know I'm becoming a fuller man." For added effect, Elliot gave a short, but firm thrust and began to start a slow, gentle rhythm. Olivia's groan made Elliot's ego grow and his movements became more powerful. He knew they didn't have much time. He knew they were already under a time crunch as is, and Eli would lose interest in the television show Olivia had picked out. He knew he had to hurry, but he wanted his time. He wanted this moment. His movements became more rugged, more carnal, and more intense. He gripped her hips, pummeling into her and making sure to hit in one particular spot. He did it. He felt her then. Olivia's body started to quiver, vibrating around him. Her locked ankles broke apart, raising and pulling her knees to meet her chest. Her nails dug deeper into his biceps, leaving half-moon indentions. Her vibrations became more stronger, longer, and more sporadic. This was it. The time had come. And they were jumping over the edge together. Olivia released a breathless, exasperated sigh at the same time Elliot reached his pinnacle state. They came together. On their bathroom counter. Elliot's movements eventually slowed to a stop. Olivia's head dropped to his shoulder with her hands falling to loosely rest on his hips. Elliot began to rub small circles on Olivia's back. The two reveled in the afterglow, coming down from their elevations while being in each other's hold. Olivia was the first to speak. Her voice raspy and tired sounding. "When I said I wanted to spend time with you, I really did want to talk and for you to hold me. Not fuck me." She said. Elliot snickered and placed kisses on her hair. "You're not complaining though." Elliot said, his voice just as raspy.

They shared one last sweet kiss before separating and moving to pull on their previously disrobed garments. Olivia slid off the counter, tying her robe tighter, and stepped out into the bedroom. She turned back to Elliot, giving him a stunningly delicate smile before saying, "Don't forget to change the sheets," before darting out of the room to get Eli ready for the day. "And wipe off that counter!" Olivia yelled. Rolling his eyes and laughing to himself, Elliot got to work, making sure his lover experienced no unnecessary or added stress.

An hour later, Olivia had Eli dressed in a baggy pair of jeans, a striped black and white shirt, and a black blazer. The outfit was rounded out with a pair of burnt orange moccasin boots. Olivia looked at the outfit she and Eli picked out together and chuckled. "You look fierce, little man!" She said giving Eli a high five. "Come on, let's go get your dad." Olivia said, walking out to the living room. "El, we're ready!" Olivia yelled down the hallway. She heard Elliot's voice call back, saying he was finishing the bed, which caused Olivia to chuckle.

Olivia was helping Eli into his coat and gloves when Elliot walked into the room. "What the hell is he wearing?" Elliot asked. Eli and Olivia, both, looked to Elliot; completely shocked he would protest their wardrobe decision. "Clothes, Elliot." Olivia answered. Elliot refused to accept her answer, claiming those articles of clothing were never ones Eli had previously owned. "El, he and I bought them. They're from my apartment. I always kept clothes for him." Olivia said while sliding on Eli's hunter green slouching winter cap. Olivia tossed Elliot's winter gear to him before pulling on her own outerwear. After wrapping up, Olivia calming watched as Elliot opened the door, ready to lead the trio to meet their newest family member. Their eyes met and Olivia harshly exhaled. She was trying to stay calm, but she was nervous. She was about to become a mom and she was terrified... For many reasons. Elliot reached out, grabbing Olivia's wrist and pulled her to him. Hugging her tight, Elliot firmly held her in his embrace. He whispered words of comfort in her ear before releasing her and pulled back, taking her hand, and leading Olivia and Eli out of the apartment. "Come on, let's go meet Eli's baby brother." Elliot said wearing a grin full of love and excitement.

"So, let me get this straight… You want me to do what, exactly?" Reese asked, staring intently at Dickie. The pair was working out a plan, to stay deep within Hannah's mission. It was a tricky and scary situation, but it could be done. Hannah may be manipulative, but she was easily trusting. And to put it nicely, she wasn't particularly smart or observant. Once she had her sights set on one thing, that's all she saw and she would use anyone in her path to achieve that goal… just like she used Dickie, which backfired on her. So, Reese was the next alternative and better suited for the job. Dickie explained that Reese could trick Hannah into trusting her, divulging all information that would be later used against her, if the time ever came. Dickie and Reese both agreed that Hannah was scheming for something in particular, but they weren't quite sure where she was headed. That's why Dickie developed this plan of trickery and with Reese's help; he would be protecting his family all while fooling Hannah. "Okay." Reese agreed. "I'll find her Monday. And…" Reese continued. "Don't think I'm not keeping my dad out of the loop. Or Liz." Reese firmly stated.

Elliot, Olivia, and Eli all sat in an office at the ACS facility awaiting Baby Boy Doe. Liz Donnelly had met them at the facility and they were now waiting for finalization between Liz and Pippa Cox. Voices were heard approaching the office and all three heads turned fervently watching the door. Pippa walked in followed by the case manager. And behind the two adults was Liz Donnelly cradling a sleeping baby boy. Elliot and Olivia simultaneously stood, welcoming the new life.

Elliot, who stood closest to the door, was handed the baby first. He slowly turned towards Olivia, whose hands were aching to hold the small child. He placed a delicate kiss to the boy's head before gently handing him off to his mother. Olivia took the swaddled baby, instantly sitting back down in her seat. Eli leaned over her left shoulder, getting an upside down view of his little brother. Olivia watched as Eli leaned further down and kissed the little boy's brow and her eyes filled with tears upon Eli's whispers to the little boy. "I'm your big brother," she had heard Eli whisper. She looked up to Elliot who, too, had tears filling his eyes.

Liz broke through the somber introduction, clearing her throat. Olivia didn't pull her eyes away from the two boys. Elliot, however, turned giving the acting attorney his semi-undivided attention. "There's a few more things we have to sign before I can send you on your way," Liz had said. She gave Olivia a side-glance while explaining the paperwork to Elliot and the deadlines for the birth certificate to be completed and filed, among other important appointments leading up to the date of which they can petition for a full and formal adoption. Liz gave Olivia another glance, this time freezing mid-sentence and causing all occupants to turn towards Olivia. She had unfolded his blanket, unwrapping him to count his every finger and toe. She was gently admiring his tiny digits, counting in a low voice to Eli. The two were making afternoon plans for the baby and family, both overly eager to take the newborn home. She paused to lean forward to kiss the baby lying across her lap before rubbing Eli's head and back. Olivia was bonding with the baby and Eli, fusing together a love and devotion that will forever go unmatched. Elliot's heart swelled and nearly exploded at the sight of this beautiful woman loving on his two sons. She was a mother and he was giving her this gift. Olivia was giving him another child and his love and respect and admiration for her soared to immeasurable heights. Elliot watched as Olivia swaddled the baby and placed him on her shoulder, nuzzling her nose against his cheek. She directed Eli to come sit on her lap and the young boy quickly obliged. He huddled against her body, snuggling deep into her chest, peering up at the baby on her shoulder, his little brother.

Elliot hadn't heard what Ms. Cox had just stated; his eyes and attention were still on Olivia. "I'm sorry?" Elliot asked. Pippa instructed him on where to sign and walked swiftly to Olivia to collect her signature. The couple then signed a set of paperwork from ACS, agreements on scheduled visits and unannounced as well. Elliot made it clear some furniture was currently being moved into their house, but other essentials would be bought at a later time and the home was also being baby-proofed. Olivia, not knowing of this piece of information, gave Elliot a skeptic look. He quickly explained his eldest daughters and his mother were at the house rearranging furniture and setting up the house to be even safer for a small child. The ACS worker stated she was trusting of Olivia and Elliot and would give the family one-week to get settled before she called to set up a home visit. Signing some final documents, Liz clapped her hands together, joyfully ending the meeting.

With Eli's help, Olivia bent to place the baby boy into the infant car seat, snuggling a thick blanket tight around his skin. "Oh!" Pippa stated. "I almost forgot! I'll give you until Monday to pick a name for him and then we can file his birth certificate. I assume Stabler will be his last name?" Pippa asked a wide-eyed Elliot and Olivia. "You did realize he's a Doe, right? I assumed you understood he would take one of your names." Pippa stated. Olivia looked to Elliot who looked just as caught off-guard as her own self. Olivia turned back to Pippa and with gentle ease and grace stated, "He'll be a Stabler."