A/N: Here is the next chapter. Review for more.
Disclaimer: Only own Zac and Chelsea.
Christmas went quickly and before the Stablers knew it, it was New Years Eve.
Olivia woke to the happy squeals and coos of her baby girl through the baby monitor. She yawned and took a quick peek at the alarm clock, it was nine past six in the morning. Chelsea had slept for six hours straight for the first time and Olivia felt great to finally have six hours of uninterrupted sleep. She got up and headed into the nursery to find Chelsea happily laying in her crib, just staring up at her mobile.
"Morning, sweetie-pie," Olivia greeted the infant, reaching down to pick her up.
Seeing her mommy and recognizing her scent, Chelsea smiled and reached up to her.
"Someone's happy to see her mommy, huh?" she cooed and kissed her forehead as she laid her down on the change table to change her wet diaper. "You, Zacy and your daddy have the most beautiful smiles, they always brighten up my day, bubba," she whispered, unsnapping Chelsea's pajamas.
Still hating diaper changes, Chelsea began to whimper and kick her chubby little legs angrily.
"Chelsea, honey, you don't want a saggy wet diaper all day until bath time," Olivia cooed as she went through the process of changing the baby's diaper. Once changed, Olivia dressed Chelsea in a baby pink, long sleeved dress with pink and white stripped stockings before picking her up and carrying her to the rocking chair to nurse.
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Opening his eyes, Zachary yawned and stretched as he slowly woke up for the new day. He sat up and turned before his little feet touched the small sky blue colored square shaped mat on the cream colored carpet flooring of his sky blue painted bedroom with airplane borders around on the center of the walls.
He got up and made his bed, like he did every morning and padded out of his bedroom.
"Morning, kiddo."
Zac looked up to see his father walk half asleep out of the bathroom.
"Morning, Daddy," Zachary replied as Elliot picked him up and perched him on his hip.
"How did you sleep, little man?" Elliot asked and kissed his forehead.
"Good thanks, Daddy. You?"
"Very good, thank you. Did you get up during the night to go to the bathroom?" Elliot asked as they headed down the stairs to the kitchen.
Zachary nodded. "Yes, did I wake you or Mommy?"
"No, Mommy was sound asleep but I wasn't completely asleep, so I heard you but it's fine, bud," Elliot said and sat Zac at the breakfast table. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Oatmeal with cut up banana, please," Zachary asked politely, kicking his legs back and forth happily.
"Oatmeal, it is, Zacy-boy," Elliot replied and started to go around the kitchen, collecting the needed items.
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Once Chelsea had finished eating and had been burped, Olivia carried her downstairs and laid her in her playpen in the corner, so she could play with play-gym. She then headed into the kitchen to her men.
"Morning, guys."
"Morning, Mommy."
"Morning, beautiful," Elliot greeted her and handed her a bowl of oatmeal with a kiss on the lips.
"Thanks, honey," she said and sat at the table beside Zachary.
Elliot sat down opposite Olivia and asked, "So what's the plan for the day?"
"Well, the idea was a family picnic lunch and playground for Zacy."
"Yay!" Zachary cheered, interrupting his mother.
"Don't speak your mouth full, Zac," Olivia gently scolded, reminding him about his manners.
Zac swallowed his mouthful of oatmeal. "Playground," he said with a grin.
"Yeah, bud. Playground... And tonight," she said and turned to Elliot with a flirtatious smirk. "Zacy and Chelsea are going to Grammy's house, so Mommy and Daddy can have some alone time," she finished over Elliot's hand in hers.
Elliot grinned back flirtatiously and caressed the back of her hand with the pad of his thumb. "Yes Mommy and Daddy need some alone time."
"Why?" Zachary asked curiously with a slight tilt of his head.
Olivia laughed and shook her head. "Cause it's what Mommies and Daddies do, baby."
"Oh, but why do Mommies and Daddies do it?" he asked, wanting more information.
"So Mommies and Daddies can talk... And stuff alone," Olivia replied and ruffled Zachary's hair.
"Oh, I see," Zachary said and nodded before eating his last spoonful of oatmeal. "What me and Chelsea going to do at Grammy's?"
"Well, Grammy said something about a party and fireworks with some family friends and some of your kindergarten friends, baby," she explained.
Zachary grinned, liking the sound of that. He was so excited. "Yeah, it will be fun," he said, sure of it.
"Yes, I'm sure it will be, baby boy," Olivia agreed. "After breakfast, can you try dress yourself and sort out what you want to take to Grammy's tonight, so it's all sorted. I'll check it later."
Nodding, Zachary stole a spoonful of oatmeal from his mother's bowl.
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Walking through the park, Zac was holding his father's hand as Olivia pushed the stroller, with a cooing Chelsea kicking at her dangling toys.
They were looking for a peaceful, green area for their picnic. Somewhere about halfway through the park, they found that area.
"This looks like a nice place, El," Olivia said, pointing.
"Perfect," Elliot agreed. "Let's go."
They set up the blanket and Elliot set the basket full of food.
"Sit down, Zacy," Elliot said as he did himself and opened the basket.
Olivia delicately picked Chelsea up out of the stroller as to not upset her, since she'd been content on playing. "Come on, baby. Time for lunch, for all of us," she said and grabbed the purple blanket with her name embroided in pink on it," out of the stroller, so she could discreetly nurse her, while she ate lunch herself.
"What sandwich would you like, Zac?"
"The peanut butter and jelly one please, Daddy," he replied and took the offered sandwich. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Which would you like, honey?" Elliot asked, once Olivia got Chelsea situated and eating discreetly under the blanket.
"The salad one please, El," she replied and took the sandwich with her free hand. "Thanks."
"This is nice, isn't it?" Elliot said in between bites of his own sandwich, listening to the sound of Chelsea suckling, birds chirping and kids playing on the playground in the distance.
"Yes, it is," Olivia nodded in agreement and took another bite of her lunch. "We should do this more often. What do you say, Zacy-boy?"
Zachary nodded, happily. "Yeah, it's nice, Mommy."
Olivia smiled and put down the last quarter of her sandwich when Chelsea stopped eating. "Can you hold Chelsea for a second while I fix my top?" she asked.
"Sure, baby," Elliot replied and gently took Chelsea as Olivia held up the blanket as to not flash any potential person who may walk by.
"Got her. Come here, princess," he cooed and sat her on his lap. Holding her up, he began to burp her.
Fixing her top, Olivia watched Zachary look around, trying to find another child to play with, he was starting to get bored. "You okay, Zacy?"
"I go play now, Mommy?" he asked.
"Not yet, kiddo, let your lunch go down first then we'll make our way down to the playground," she said and licked her thumb. She then leaned over and wiped Zac's cheek, to clean off the peanut butter. "Mom," he whined, pulling away embarrassed.
"Zac, honey, you've never been embarrassed like that before," she said, catching on to what he felt.
"I'm a big boy now," he insisted with his little arms folded on his chest.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Olivia said and sighed.
Chelsea burped and cooed happily.
"Loud enough there, Chelsea?" Elliot asked laughed and lifted the baby up. He turned her around and laid her down on the blanket.
"Hey there, cutie," he cooed and lifted her tiny dress up, blowing a raspberry on her chubby belly.
Chelsea laughed in delight and kicked her legs.
"You like that, huh?" he said and did it again, causing Chelsea to squeal in excitement and kick her legs again. Hearing Olivia sigh, he looked up at her. "What's up, beautiful?"
"I'm just starting to feel a little sick," she told him softly.
"You want to head home?" he asked concerned.
Shaking her head, Olivia replied, "No, I'll be okay."
"You sure?"
"Yeah," she whispered.
"Well tell me if you want to go home," he said and picked Chelsea up.
"Come on, Zac. Let's head to the playground."
As they got closer, Olivia began to feel sicker and sicker. She was beginning to feel dizzy. She tried to hide it from Elliot though for Zac's sake. Zachary was so excited about the playground and she didn't want to ruin for him.
Elliot pushed the stroller up to a bench and before telling Zachary he could go play, he turned to check on Olivia, only to find her on the ground. It appeared that she had collapsed. "Oh, God! Liv!" he cried, dropping down beside her. "Wake up. Olivia wake up," he said, tapping her cheek.
Olivia groaned and opened her eyes. "What happened?"
"You collapsed," he replied, brushing back her hair.
"Oh," she moaned, rubbing her temple. "Help me up please."
Helping up his wife, he said, "I'm going to take you to the hospital."
"No, I'm fine," Olivia insisted and grabbed the handle of the stroller. "Come on, Zac!"
Zac just shook his head as he climbed on to the playground.
Groaning, Olivia rubbed her temple. "Zachary Isaiah Stabler, do as you are told! We are going home!" she called again, this time firmer then the first. When he didn't come back, she tried one last time.
"Zachary Isaiah! One... Two.."
Not wanting to chance what would happen if his mother got to three, Zac climbed down and ran up to her.
"Lucky, young man," she said and took his hand gently, placing it on to the side of the stroller. "Hold on and don't let go."
"Yes, Mommy," Zac pouted.
"Liv, honey, you fainted, we should go to the hospital," he said, guiding his family out of the park, his hand on the small of Olivia's back.
"El, I'm fine," Olivia insisted again, wanting him to drop it.
"Liv, you aren't," he disagreed.
"Elliot, please just drop it. I'm fine," she said irritated.
Elliot sighed and refused to talk the rest of the way home. His wife was so incredibly stubborn and he wished she wasn't so.
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They walked into the house and Elliot lifted Chelsea up out of the stroller, just as she started to protest her wet diaper.
"Come on, princess. Let's change you, huh?" he said as he carried her up the stairs.
"Mommy?" Zac asked, following his mother to the couch.
Olivia dropped on to the couch and sighed. "Yes, handsome?" she asked, reaching out to him.
"Why couldn't I play on the playground?" he asked sadly, walking into her embrace.
Giving him a hug and kiss, Olivia said, "Cause Mommy isn't feeling very well. I'm sorry, baby."
"It's okay, Mommy. Feel better real soon," he replied and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Olivia returned the kiss and rubbed his back. "Thank you, Zacy. Want to lay down with me and watch some television?"
"Yes, please," Zachary replied enthusiastically.
"Well pick out a video, while I get a glass of water," Olivia said, slowly standing up and stroking back his soft brown hair.
"Okay, Mommy," he said and went to find one.
Olivia smiled, watching her little man excitedly picking something to watch and thought about how when Chelsea was older, at least in elementary school, she wanted at least one more child. At least one more creation, which was part her and part Elliot because the two they had already had were beautiful, intelligent and amazing.
