A/N: I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. If you have a moment, let me know what you think and enjoy!

Olivia snuggled into Elliot, taking all the warmth she could get from his body, "I can't believe Noah is still out."

"He must have been exhausted last night...trust me, sleeping in on Christmas morning won't last forever," Elliot said, running his fingers through her long silky hair. "One year, all the kids came into our bedroom at four in the morning so we had to make the rule of no presents before six."

She chuckled, rubbing her hand against his chest, "I can just see you throwing your pillow at them for waking you up so early."

"Something like that," he smiled, kissing her softly.

"How long did your kids believe in Santa for?" She asked, looking up from his chest.

He looked up like he was mentally retrieving some sort of knowledge from the back of his mind, "Probably around seven or eight...with school and all of the kids saying different things they started asking me questions about him and then eventually I think they just figured it out. Eli still believes though I think...but you can never be sure though because I think the older kids thought that if they said they didn't believe then they wouldn't get any presents." Elliot moved his hand to her belly, rubbing her soft skin, "We got about seven more years with this one and Noah...think we can handle it?"

"Absolutely," she smiled, kissing his lips. "I love seeing that excitement...the true belief in something so magical, it's something only kids have."

Noah's voice came through the monitor and Elliot kissed her softly, rubbing his thumb across her cheek, "I love you"

"I love you too," she murmured, kissing him again before Noah could be heard again. They both let out a laugh, "Duty calls."

Elliot rolled from his side of the bed and went to the closet, "Oh, I almost forget...Maureen got us all matching pajamas."

"I hope they fit," she quipped, wrapping the sheet around her body and making her way to him and taking the folded red plaid thermal pajamas from him, "I wish someone just picked out what I'm wearing every day for me."

"Well baby," Elliot murmured, pulling her to him by the fabric from the sheet hanging from her hand. "Just ask and I'll pick out your clothes...it's easy."

She nuzzled her nose against his, kissing his lips, "Being naked all day every day isn't an option."

He smiled against her lips, letting his hands roam her curves, "It is if you let it...everyone should get to see how gorgeous and sexy you are."

"This body," she mumbled, sucking on his bottom lip as she dropped the sheet from around her and exposed her naked form. "Is just for you."

Elliot dropped his eyes over her body, pulling her flush against him and kissing her neck, "Good."

They stood there for a few more moments of quiet intimate alone time, simply enjoying each other.

"I love you," Olivia murmured, kissing him once more.

He ran his fingers back through her hair, kissing her red swollen lips, "I love you too."

They quickly threw on their matching pajamas and went to get Noah.

He was standing up, holding onto the side of his crib, "Mama up."

"Merry Christmas, little man," Olivia cooed, picking him up, cuddling him close and giving him kisses.

Elliot rubbed his back, "It's Christmas, buddy...MoMo got you some new jammies."

"Mo Mo," Noah smiled, reaching out and taking the onesie from his Dad's hand.

Olivia laid him back on the changing table, "We're gonna get you a new diaper and put your new PJs on before your brothers and sisters get here."

"You're the chubbiest little boy," Elliot smiled, blowing raspberries on Noah's tummy while he giggled and kicked his legs.

"He's the cutest," Olivia cooed, fastening his diaper and pulling the onesie over his head.

They finished getting him ready just as they heard the kids come in.

"Hey guys," Elliot called, walking in with Noah on his hip.

"Merry Christmas, Dad," Lizzie said, hugging Elliot.

"Merry Christmas, baby," he smiled kissing her cheek.

"How's it going, Noah?" Dickie said taking Noah from his Dad. "Merry Christmas," he said to his Dad, pulling him into a one armed hug.

"Where's Liv?" Kathleen asked, coming in with Aaron.

"I'm here," Olivia said," coming down the hallway. She pulled at her shirt, trying to make it looser around her belly.

Elliot caught her by the waist, pulling her into his side and dipping his head, "You look beautiful...I like that everyone can see your curves."

She smiled and hit his arm, "I know you do."

He kissed her softly, "I can't help it."

Olivia chuckled and rolled her eyes, "Down boy. How's everyone doing?"

"Good...excited to see them open their presents," Maureen said quietly.

Olivia hugged her close, "You and me both."

"Merry Christmas, Mrs. Stabler," James said quietly.

"James, it's Olivia...you're part of the family," she said, hugging him.

He hugged her back, "Thank you."

"Any time," Olivia smiled, patting him on the back. "Eli, did you get some presents at your moms?" She chuckled, tickling him as he hung around her waist.

"Livvie stop...you're tickling me," Eli giggled and she relented, hugging him against her. "I got lots of presents. Did I get some here too?" He whispered.

"You did," she whispered into his ear, kissing his cheek.

His eyes went wide and he looked around her to the tree and saw all of the presents, "Can I open them?"

"Yes," she chuckled, kissing his forehead and he ran off into the living room. "Someones ready to open his gifts."

"Let's all go sit down," Elliot said and the group filed in, some taking the couch and others taking the floor.

Olivia sat next to Elliot on the floor by the tree with Noah and Eli.

"You can start, Eli," Olivia encouraged and he grabbed a present and was off.

"Did you like the ring?" Kathleen asked Olivia from her spot on the couch.

"I do.. they're beautiful. You did good," she smiled, giving Kathleen's hand a gentle squeeze.

Kathleen smiled and snuggles back in against Aaron.

The older kids all watched on as Eli ripped through his presents, excited and all smiles.

"I got a Wii," he yelled, throwing the wrapping paper off of it and handing the game station to his Dad.

"Santa knew what you wanted," Elliot said, holding the game in his lap.

"Here Noah," Olivia said, handing him a smaller present.

He walked, or more like staggered, towards her through all the wrapping paper and presents. Taking the present between two chubby hands he sat down on her lap and pulled off the paper.

"I got so much stuff," Eli said, looking through the sea of unwrapped presents.

Elliot pushed a bigger box towards Noah and pulled off a piece of the wrapping paper from the side so he could finish it off.

They all watched as Noah walked around the box, gently ripping off the paper and giggling. "Mama off," he pouted when he couldn't quite get the rest of it off.

Elliot chuckled, "He's a Momma's boy alright."

Olivia smiled, helping Noah with the paper and kissing his cheek, "You're Mommy's little boy."

"Are you excited to have two little ones around here," James asked.

"I can't wait," she answered honestly, the pure joy evident in her features.

"How about you, Dad?" Kathleen asked, patting him on the shoulder.

Elliot looked to Olivia and his face matched hers, "I want him to be here already...to be able to see how much he looks like you guys, find out what his personality is like."

"Me too...he's gonna be so cute," Lizzie sighed, sitting back on the couch.

"Two more months," Maureen added.

"Two more," Olivia smiled, running a hand over her belly.

The knock on the door interrupted the group and Elliot went to the door, "It's Don...he was bringing over another gift."

Olivia was smiling and the kids waited for the door to open.

"C'mon in," Elliot smiled, opening the door wide to reveal a bundled up Don and a German Shepherd.

"You said you wanted a dog, Eli," Olivia smiled at him and his mouth was hanging open.

"You got a dog? Really?" Dickie chuckled, pushing himself from the couch and going towards where his Dad and Don were standing with the dog.

"Everyone, this is Jax," Elliot said, crouching down next to the dog and giving his head a nice rub.

Olivia rubbed Eli's back, "You can go pet him...he's really nice."

"This is the best Christmas ever!" Eli exclaimed, running over to the dog and dropping to his knees in front of him, petting his head while Jax licked his cheek.

"We always wanted a dog," Kathleen said, chuckling at Eli who was giggling as the dog kept licking him.

Don let Jax off the leash, taking off his coat and walking into the living room, "Merry Christmas guys."

"Merry Christmas, Don," Olivia smiled, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"How's my little buddy doing?" Don cooed, picking Noah up and settling him into his lap.

"PopPop," Noah smiled, snuggling into him.

Olivia went to Elliot and he wrapped an arm around her. "Jax is a big hit," he chuckled, watching as his kids swarmed around the dog.

"He's so calm, thank god. With this family we need that," Olivia added. Jax was content to just sit there and let hand after hand ruff up his fur.

"Where'd you get him?" Lizzie asked.

"He is a retired police dog, mostly used in narcotics," Elliot told them, sitting up on the stool and pulling Olivia into him.

"He was good at his job too...found over 200 pounds of illegal substances and three million dollars in smuggled money," Olivia added, resting against Elliot's chest.

"Why don't we let the dog get used to the place and we'll eat breakfast?" Elliot asked.

The family gathered around the table while Elliot and Olivia made breakfast. Noah was in his highchair eating some fruit and toast while Jax sat at his feet waiting for pieces of food to fall off his tray.

"Eli, do you want to put the chocolate chips in the pancakes?" Olivia asked him, moving a chair over so he could reach the bowl.

Eli jumped off his chair and climbed up the stool Olivia set up for him, "I love pancakes."

"Me too...you're Dad makes the best ones," Olivia said, rubbing Eli's back.

Eli smiled, arranging the chocolate chips into a smiley face and giggled, "I want this one."

"You got it buddy," Elliot chuckled and Olivia helped Eli off of the stool.

Olivia cooked the bacon, slipping Jax a piece when she thought no one was looking.

"I saw that," Elliot chuckled, kissing her temple. "He's gonna be so spoiled."

"You bet," Olivia chuckled, petting Jax's head. "He's earned it."

They enjoyed a nice homemade breakfast filled with a lot of laughter and most importantly, love.

The best moments in both Elliot and Olivia's lives were being around their family. Having time with all of the kids, being able to just relax and enjoy it was truly amazing.

"How about we go down to the park and play out in the snow?" Olivia asked, looking to Elliot who smiled.

"I want to make a snowman," Eli squealed.

Elliot finished with the dishes, drying the last one, "Sound good to everyone?"

"Works for me...Mom packed Eli his snow stuff," Maureen replied, grabbing Eli's back pack.

Eli took the bag from his sister, running into the living room but stopping, "Can Jax come too?"

"Sure thing," Elliot smiled and Eli took off into the living room, pulling out all of his stuff from his bag.

"Dickie please help your brother, we're gonna go get ready," Elliot said, taking Olivia's hand in his.

"Oh, Don...If you want to come with us you're more than welcome. I'm going to call Fin and see if he wants to stop by," Olivia told him.

"I'd love to," Don smiled, taking Noah out of his high chair, "I've got to see this one try to walk in the snow."

Olivia chuckled, "I can only imagine."

The kids got ready in the living room while Olivia and Elliot did the same in their room.

"I think we did good this year," Elliot said from the bathroom.

Olivia pulled her sweater over her head, smoothing it over her belly, "I think so too. I don't know how we're going to top it next year."

"We'll have to have another baby," he chuckled, "That's the only thing that's going to top the dog."

She rolled her eyes, "Slow down there, Stabler...even if we wanted another baby I think we're too old for that. This baby is already a miracle."

"I know he is," he smiled, coming towards her and resting his hands on her belly, "But I've got super swimmers, so you never know."

"You and your swimmers," she chuckled and kissed him softly.

He brushed her hair from her face, "Was it a good Christmas for you?"

"The most incredible Christmas of my life," she smiled, cupping the back of his neck and kissing him once more.

"I love you," he murmured against her lips.

"I love you too," she said softly, letting her lips linger against his, "We better hurry up before Eli gets restless."

"You're so silly Noah," Olivia chuckled as he crawled around in the snow.

Eli was letting Jax chase him around, smiling and giggling the whole time.

Elliot watched as Dickie made a snowball and threw it right at Lizzie's head, "Dickie, don't hit your sister."

"It's okay, Dad. I can handle this," Lizzie said, running full speed and tackling him into the ground.

"It looks like you got a fight on your hands," Fin chuckled, joining the group.

"There you are," Olivia smiled, giving him a hug, "Merry Christmas."

"You too," he replied and then clapped Elliot on the back, "You just gonna let that happen?"

"Yup," he chuckled, reaching down to form a snowball in his hands and throwing it at a Eli.

Eli stopped in his tracks once the snowball hit his back, turning around slowly, "Who hit me?"

"Aaron," Elliot smirked, pointing at him.

Olivia hit him in the stomach, "What are you doing?"

"You'll see," he chuckled.

Eli made a snowball and hit Aaron with it.

"Snowball fight!" Dickie yelled, hitting Kathleen with a snowball.

Elliot moved in front of Olivia, blocking her from the flying snow, "Don't want the little one getting hurt."

Olivia chuckled, "I look like a cotton ball with this jacket on...the baby probably has a ton of padding."

"A beautiful cotton ball," he chuckled, kissing her softly as he felt a snow ball hit him in the back and heard Eli giggling. "I'm gonna get you," he chuckled, running after Eli, the dog chasing after both of them.