a/n: it was only going
to be a quick one shot deal! But I have to give the people what
they clamor for. (and man, did I ever enjoy the clamor!) hope you
like this part too
a/n: I'm still new to
svu and I don't know much about Munch or Huang yet, so I'll have
to wait on writing this story for them. Until then, it's all
Elliot.
Smack
"Yow!" Elliot rubbed his face, and then his hand, which was apparently what had hit him. "Liv, next time-" but she wasn't in bed with him anymore. He could hear her in the bathroom, throwing up. Heaving himself out of bed, he grabbed the washcloth and the water bottle he'd left on his bedside table. Making his way to the bathroom, he saw an identical set of washcloth and water bottle sitting by the door. He smiled and picked them up too.
In the bathroom he
found Liv at the toilet, again. 'Kathy was never this bad,' he
thought to himself, 'at least I don't think she was.' He shook
the thought out of his head and wet a washcloth. Bending down he
rubbed her back and pulled her hair out of her face. He whispered
sweet nothings into her ear.
When she stopped for a
rest he applied the washcloth. He felt her tense, and for a moment
he was glad she was too tired to complain. Once he felt her relax he
told her he loved her and left, the water bottle by her hand.
Elliot lay in bed
waiting for her to come back. He smiled as he remembered what he
found by the bathroom door; Kathleen was taking this pregnancy thing
rather well. He had braced himself for all his children to hate him
for moving on with his life, but they'd all taken it well enough.
He loved how well the kids were warming to Olivia.
He watched as she made
her way back to the bed, hand rubbing her tummy in such a loving way.
'She is going to be a great mother,' he told him self, smiling
at her. He opened his arms wide and welcomed her back to bed.