AN: hi im desi (eoownsdesi on twitter) and decided to take a stab at writing some fanfiction of my own. feel free to let me know what you think and if you want this story to continue :) i dont own the characters or the song just a fan using them for creative purposes

Olivia stood there looking down at the outfit she was wearing. It wasn't exactly what she had imagined for her wedding day, quite the opposite. The entire situation wasn't what she imagined for her wedding day. She imagined having a white dress with the veil and flowers, not the cocktail dress she haphazardly threw into the duffle bag the night before. She thought of hiring a caterer and DJ for her special day.

Olivia scoffed looking down at the plastic flowers she was given.

Special day.

She shook her head and looked around the room full of all different couples, some young probably getting married behind their parents backs. Most of them are drunk and most likely going to regret everything in the morning. Some of the couples looked scared like they had no idea if they were sure what they were doing. Maybe they were here for the same reason she was.

Olivia rested her hand on her stomach and sighed listening to the couples being called and ushered one by one into the chapel like herds of cattle. The movies always made a Vegas wedding sound so much more romantic than this. But, here she was, pregnant in a Vegas chapel with a faded sign with the words "Love Land" in neon lights.

"Liv" she looked over to the voice breaking her train of thought.

There he was, the man with piercing blue eyes she finds herself getting lost in every time she looks into them. The man with a religion that made him the loyal and faithful man she respected and loved so much. So much so that because of that religion she jumped on a plane with him so he can do what he believes is right. Getting married before bringing a baby into the world.

"We should be next" he whispered, brushing her side swept bangs out of her face. He smirked looking at her. "Think Elvis will be wearing white or red?" he said, trying to lift her mood. He knew she was scared. He knew this was a lot on her and wanted to see her smile.

"El if i go in there and see Elvis i'm not going to marry you tonight." Olivia replied with a small smile and an eyeroll

"It would be one hell of a story to tell this little one when they start asking how mommy and daddy got married." he said touching her stomach. "I now pronounce you uh huh husband and hunky wife" Elliot said in his poor Elvis impression.

"Absolutely not. It's bad enough I don't have a lot of photos to show them of our special day" Olivia said with a sad smile looking down.

"Stabler" said a small lady in a sundress and her hair pinned back a cigarette hanging from her lips.

Elliot and Olivia stood up and walked to the chapel doors hand in hand. Olivia adjusted her dress taking a deep breath as her and Elliot walked through the doors ready to start their forever.

"Ready?" Elliot asked in a hush tone.

"As ready as i'll ever be" Olivia Said looking at Elliot and seeing the reassurance she needed to walk into the chapel.

To her relief there wasn't a god awful Elvis impersonator in the front of the chapel. Just an older man in a suit holding a bible and a soft smile on his face.

Olivia only heard muffled voices as she looked at Elliot. Though this isn't what she had in mind she knew they wouldn't regret their decision. The last year they had spent exploring each other and their relationship beyond friends and coworkers.

As she looked into his eyes she saw the time they have spent together flash in his ocean blues like a kaleidoscope. The good the bad the ugly, but no matter what they always came back together. First she saw their first date, they both were a nervous mess.

Olivia flinched when she heard the knock on her apartment door. She was so lost in thought she wasn't even dressed yet and Elliot was at her door waiting for her. She pulled her robe tight and ran to the door.

"Hey.." she said with a huff "I lost track of time, come in and have a drink or something while i finish up."

"No rush," Elliot responded. She smiled and ran back to her room slamming the door but that didn't stop Elliot from hearing the string of curse words that left her mouth causing him to chuckle.

Elliot had just sat down when he heard a loud thud from Olivia's room. He instantly stood up and started towards the room then remembered that Olivia was getting dressed.

"Liv? Are you okay?" he asked nervously. He didn't get a response which didn't help his anxiety.

"I'm okay I stumbled into the wall putting on my shoes" she said emerging from the room with a small chuckle.

"Olivia?" the priest said breaking her thoughts she looked at him then back at elliot and felt the same way she did that very night.

"Yeah….I do" she said softly earning a sigh from the elderly man and a large bright smile from elliot. "I do." she said firmer towards elliot letting him know she meant it. Olivia's smile matched Elliots as tears started to build. She chuckled as she wiped her tears, Elliot reaching up as well chuckling himself wiping her tears. The priest smiled as he looked at the two knowing they were too lost in themselves to hear anything he said.

"You may now kiss the bride," he said with a small smile. Elliot and Olivia smiled widely, he wrapped one arm around her waist still holding the other one and dipped her causing Olivia and the priest to laugh as he kissed her. It didn't last long as the lady from before started to usher them out of the chapel to get their certificates and other documents for a marriage license in the morning.

"So Mrs. Stabler, what do you wanna do now?" Elliot asked. He knew she wasn't a Stabler yet they still had a lot of papers to fill out.

"I say let's get home so I can officially be a Stabler and get all this paperwork filled out." Olivia said, grabbing his hand and pulling him away from the chapel.