"Just be careful ok? We have a lot to worry about now and you know how some perps can be."
"I know Elliot. But as long as you have my back, we'll be fine."
"You know I always do."
Olivia sat at her desk, trying not to fall asleep as Munch attempted to explain some theory. She stood up and made her way to the coffee pot, pouring herself a cup. She pulled the glass to her lips and took a sip; remembering how much she missed coffee. It wasn't long before Elliot was at her side, pulling the cup from her hand.
"What do you think you're doing Stabler?" Olivia quipped, taking the mug back.
"You're not supposed to be drinking that, especially the crap Munch makes." Elliot pointed.
"I can have one cup. I haven't had one in weeks and if I don't have one I'm not gonna make it through my shift. Someone kept me up all night with their snoring."
"Well no more than one ok? And I don't snore."
Olivia rubbed her belly, looking over at Elliot, "Yes daddy, but the baby thinks you might need some coffee yourself. He doesn't want you sleeping on the couch tonight."
"We don't know if it's a he yet, and I think the baby knows that won't be happening."
"Getting cocky are we Detective?"
Elliot gave her the normal sexy smirk, trying to make his point. He bent down to her face, almost to her lips. Before he could kiss her though, his lips were at her ear.
"You know you will never be able to tell me no." Elliot whispered before heading back to his desk.
"Son of a bitch." Olivia mumbled under her breath, trying to control her hormones because she knew he was right.
Olivia carried her now lukewarm coffee back to her desk, trying her hardest not to look at Elliot. It wasn't long though before Cragen came out of his office, carrying a stack of papers. He sat them down on Fin's desk before turning towards the couple.
"Why don't you two go home? You've been here all day and I don't wanna see you again till you get some sleep." Cragen ordered.
"Don't have to say it twice to me." Olivia laughed, pulling out her stuff and heading towards the door.
Elliot wasn't far behind her, following her into the elevator. They waited for the light to signal them off, allowing Olivia to actually think for a moment. Almost gasping, she remembered what had happen the night before. She knew once they were home they would been discussing where they left off.
"I'm gonna take a shower before bed." Olivia yelled, heading towards the bedroom as Elliot closed the door.
Elliot followed her towards the bedroom, attempting to unbutton his shirt. Olivia took off what remained of her clothing as she entered the bathroom, sensing that Elliot was staring at her. Turning around, Elliot was sitting on the bed in his boxers fully staring at her. She closed the bathroom door before starting the shower and combing her hair.
"Can I help you Elliot?" Olivia asked, making her way toward the shower.
"Mind if I join you?" Elliot asked, closing the bathroom door.
"Maybe I do."
"Doesn't matter because I'm taking one with you."
Olivia stepped into the shower, Elliot close behind her. He placed his hands on her hips, gently turning her around. Grabbing the soap from the shelf, he slowly rubbed it over her shoulders and down her chest before putting some in her hair. Tilting her head back, she rinsed out the soap while Elliot lapped his tongue over her neck. She grabbed his shampoo then, gently massaging it into his temple as he moaned. After they were all washed, he bent over to rest his forehead on hers before gently kissing her lips.
"I missed you today." Elliot whispered, tracing a line down her back.
"We were together all day Elliot. How could you miss me?" Olivia said, arching her back.
"We weren't together like this. Do you know how many times I just wanted to take you up to the cribs and have my way with you?"
"Probably just as many time as I did. These pregnancy hormones are really starting to kick in and it's driving me crazy."
"Well maybe we should move this to the bedroom."
Elliot grabbed the towel from the rack and gave it to her, watching as she dried herself off. Grabbing his own off the floor, he wrapped it around his waist before handing Olivia the clothes that sat on the counter. She slipped on his oversized t-shirt before following him into the bedroom and lying down on the bed. As she watched him get dressed, she couldn't help but admire his toned body. Elliot had dropped his towel before slipping on his boxers, making her bite her lip. Was he trying to drive her crazy on purpose?
"Where you staring at me?" Elliot asked, joining her in the bed.
"Nope, not at all." Olivia smiled, sliding onto her spot on his chest.
"Did you think about what I asked you the other night?"
"No, I was waiting to talk to you about it."
"Do you wanna talk about it now?"
"What do you have in mind exactly?"
"Moving the wedding up maybe before the baby gets here. I just think it's a better idea for us."
"I... I dunno. I haven't thought about a wedding at all and the baby will here in like 5 months. That's not very much time."
"It was just a suggestion. We don't have to if you don't want to."
"El, I wanna marry you, I really do. I just don't want to rush anything because you and I both know how I am."
"I can wait if that's what you really want Liv."
Elliot sat up, rolling Olivia over on her back. He lifted up the hem of her shirt, gently rubbing her belly.
"I think you grow overnight every time I look at your stomach. You're getting stretch marks already. I remember when Kathy cried because she was getting them." Elliot smiled, tracing the spot on her skin.
"Do they bother you?" Olivia asked.
"No. It's like a mark for every breath, every blink, every yawn, or every time our baby grew. I know most women think it makes them ugly, but I think it's like a beautiful reminder of how you held our child till we could hold him in our own arms. I will always find something beautiful in that."
"I love you, you know that?"
Elliot pulled down Olivia's shirt back before raising above her, bending down to kiss her lips. He rolled over next to her and pulled her back into his chest, holding her as close as he could with her growing womb.
"I think we need to out tomorrow night, like on a real date. We haven't ever really got dressed up and went before." Elliot whispered, kissing her forehead.
"Where did that come from?" Olivia laughed.
"I was just thinking about how I never got to really impress you or show you off. I want to spend time with you and make every man jealous that I get to be with you."
"Oh yeah, because every guy is going to be jealous of your pregnant fiancé that has raging hormones."
"Do you know how hot a pregnancy glow is? I can hardly keep my hands off you as it is."
"If you say so. Where exactly were you planning on taking me?"
"It's a surprised so just dress nice, like maybe that cheetah print dress you wore while we went undercover at that swingers club?"
"I doubt that it still fits, but if not I have a new blue dress I got forever ago. I've never had anything to wear it to until now."
"Goodnight Liv, I love you and baby Stabler."
"We love you too El."