A/N: Baby time
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Two months later:
"Baby?" Eli asked as the kids climbed into the car after school.
"No," El sighed. "She's miserable. I'm dropping you guys off at Dickies tonight. Is that okay? We'll reevaluate the weekend plans tomorrow."
They all nodded, a tinge of concern shrouding their faces.
Looking back at them, he gave an encouraging smile. "She'll be okay. Hopefully he'll come this weekend," he nodded before driving off.
Theodore Richard Stabler was 1 week late.
1 week had felt like 1 year.
Olivia was ready to murder Elliot.
The summer weather had begun overtaking New York, and the now 41 week pregnant 53 year old was feeling every degree of it.
On top of that, her entire body hurt, she was unable to work as much as she wanted to, and she was craving the weirdest shit on the planet.
And on top of THAT, she was obsessively trying every at home remedy to induce labor- except one.
Dickie greeted his siblings and dad outside of his new brownstone.
"I've been afraid of Olivia Benson many times in all of our years but this… this takes the cake."
Snorting, Dickie nodded. "I literally can't imagine, pops. She still on a sex strike?"
Elliot groaned. "Yes. And everything I've read says it works and Jenny says it works but she's just so miserable and hot and and can't get comfortable, but her hormones are raging and she…" he groaned again, trailing off. "You get the picture.
"Well… maybe she gives it a try today," Dickie said hopefully.
Elliot sighed, covering his face. "It doesn't help that she's literally been laying in just her underwear cause she's so hot. I feel pervy."
Dickie laughed harder and nodded. "Sarah was doing that and we had a January baby. I can't imagine how miserable poor Liv is right now in 80 degree weather."
El groaned and nodded. "Alright, I'm gonna head back. Call if they become too much and I'll get them," he nodded.
Dickie waved him off and nodded towards the window where they could say Noah walking around and bouncing Anna Kate gently. "They'll be fine. Trust me." He laughed.
"Thanks son," he said, hugging him and heading back to their apartment.
When he walked in, Liv was in her bra and underwear with her head in the freezer.
"Hi…" he said cautiously.
"Hi," came her whined response before she turned slowly.
Her belly was massive and her breasts had grown with it and were spilling out of her favorite and most comfortable bra.
His breath hitched and he gulped.
She was absolutely glowing. The only thing not radiant about her was the pout on her face.
He felt the familiar stirring in his pants and cleared his throat, looking up at her. "What can I do for you," he asked, approaching her gently as the bulge in his pants strengthened.
"Evict your son," she whined as tears filled her eyes.
Sinking to the ground below her, he pressed soft kisses to her bare and taught belly. "Hi buddy… it's daddy… but you probably know that cause you've been hearing my voice for 41 weeks now. It's time to come out… what are you waiting on baby boy?"
He heard her release a breathy giggle above him, and her hand fell to his bald head. His hands dragged up her cleanly shaven legs that he completed for her the previous night and he sucked in a stuttered breath as he lay his head against her.
This last month in her pregnancy had been a bit difficult. She was uncomfortable, hurt everywhere, and barely slept. Plus, after two years of the most regular and frequent sex life either had ever had, the dry spell that accompanied this final trimester was wearing on them both.
Not that he blamed her at all- he didn't. He loved his wife and his boy, and understood the sheer amount of stress her body was under.
He just was hornier than he'd ever been before, and kneeling between her legs in the shower last night to shave her without being able to devour her pussy was his own personal hell loop.
Shaking his mind free of his desire, he stood and put his hand where he was just kissing and pressed one to her lips, wiping a stray tear with his other hand.
"How about I get you comfy in bed and I'll make some dinner?" He asked and she nodded, her face scrunching and starting to cry again.
"Liv… Liv Liv Liv," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her as she sobbed into his chest. "I'm here babe… I'm so sorry you're so miserable… I'm so sorry," he whispered as she gripped onto him.
Her emotions relaxed ever so slightly and she laid her ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "The first time I ever listened to your heart beat was the day Eli was born," she whispered.
Giving her a gently squeeze, he looked down at her and she nodded. "We had… I'd listened to it before but," she whispered, "but that was the first time I'd ever really listened. It grounded me. And I missed it every day when I was pregnant with Emma Bee," she said as her tears started again.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered into her hair and she shook her head. "N-no I don't… I don't want you to apologize I just… I just want you to know how happy I am that I get to have this with you… that we get to experience this together… even though I've been a total bitch."
That made him smile, laugh, and step back to hold her face. "I don't think you're a bitch. I think you're very, very pregnant and I don't blame you one bit."
She nodded and her tears started again, but this time she let out a laugh. "Why do I keep fucking crying," she exclaimed and he laughed with her.
"You hungry or you want me to lay with you?"
"B-both… can you order pizza?" She asked, her lips pouting again.
"Anything for you," he said with several more pecks to her pouted lips.
Slowly, they made their way to their room and he got her settled before stripping down to his boxer briefs and snuggling beside her
He pulled out his phone to call the pizza place, and as he ordered their regular, he felt her hand slide down his muscles abs and below his waistband to grip his solid length.
His eyes rolled back as he quickly finished the order and hung up, tossing his phone.
"The whole point of this is to pleasure you and cum inside of you to induce labor," he said with a groan as her hand sped up.
"I'll break you if I ride you, and I don't think there's another position that will work," she pouted, swirling his tip with her thumb.
"You won't… you definitely won't. Please," he practically begged and she nodded slowly as he helped her remove her underwear and then his, and she kneeled up to straddle him.
"I just got insanely horny," she whispered as she watched him reach to her nightstand to grab her bullet vibrator.
"I wanna make sure you cum," he whispered, before dropping his voice. "A lot."
She gasped as she slid down onto him and he stretched her. "Elliot," she groaned.
He allowed her to ride him at a speed that suited her, happy to just be inside of her again. Moving the bullet to her clit, he flipped it on and she gasped, riding him harder.
When he felt her clench, he clamped his eyes shut and groaned. "I'm gonna cum…" he moaned as she spasmed above him, crying out his name and obscenities as she came, holding onto her belly. He spilled into her and collapsed back, panting and embarrassed.
"Feel like a fucking teenager," he groaned, red faced from his quick release.
She giggled as she breathlessly continued to move on top of him, holding his vibrating hand to her clit.
"F-fuck Liv I'm…" his cock was throbbing and sensitive, and he rolled his head back as she bounced harder, unable to stop the cascade of moans escaping from his lips.
"We're having this baby this weekend," she moaned, and he nodded as she clenched around him again, "if it's the last fucking thing we do."
They were laying naked and eating pizza after 2 rounds and 4 insane orgasms on her end when her phone rang.
"Fuck," she mumbled, answering. "Benson. Mhm. Okay. Yep. Thanks Fin."
El looked at her with a raised brow. "Do you th…" he started and then trailed off with a nod.
"Don't start please- I may kill you." She said seriously and he sighed.
"Baby... it's 7pm... I just don't th-" he trailed off again when she glared, and held his hand in surrender.
Liv stormed as quickly into her office as she could with her massive belly.
"Fin!" She called, leaving no room to question her authority.
He followed her after shooting a "help" look to Amanda. "Sup cap," he asked.
Throwing her bag down with a huff, she looked at him. "Go outside and tell my husband I'm going to have him arrested if he doesn't move his fucking car from in front of my station house. I'm perfectly capable of calling him or 911 if I go into labor and he doesn't need to follow me around or babysit me."
She was seething, and her Lieu nodded slowly, walking downstairs and rapping on Elliot's window.
Rolling it down, he looked up at his old friend. "Threatening to have me arrested?"
"Yep. You really followed her here? Manhattan traffic where she could see you and you could piss her off more?"
"Considering she shouldn't even be at work cause she's a week late and we just fucked like bunnies to induce labor, yes."
Fin grimaced, "TMI," he said before nodding. "Just roll up in front of the next building please," he laughed and El nodded with a smile. "Keep me updated."
The boy's solution did nothing to satisfy their Captain, and shortly thereafter, Elliot saw his very pregnant and very angry wife in his rear view.
"Fuck," he muttered, turning off the Jeep and slumping back in his seat. His door ripped open and she looked at him, panting and ready to strike.
For all the anger and frustration she was exuding, and the fact that the short walk had made her this out of breath, she looked absolutely adorable and he couldn't help the grin that spread across his face.
Fire burned in her eyes and he started laughing, holding his hands up in surrender as Fin and Amanda came running up behind her.
"Out." She yelled at him and he stepped out of his Jeep slowly. She swiftly turned him around and pressed him against the side of the vehicle.
Grabbing his keys and tossing them at Fin, he felt the cool metal of her handcuffs being placed around his wrists.
Everyone was laughing now, except her, and she shot a look to Fin. "Park the damn Jeep so we don't have to pay for a parking ticket on top of my husbands bail."
Pulling him off the car, she walked him into building. The uni's she passed on the way in looked scared shitless, but relaxed as they saw Amanda trailing them, still in hysterics.
Elliot was still laughing when they stepped on the elevator, and gasped when she tightened her cuffs. "This is kinda hot," he commented, "is it bad I'm super turned on?"
"Shut the fuck up Stabler," she grumbled as the door opened.
She led him to the holding cage, uncuffed him and pushed him in, before walking away to talk to her victim who had just arrived.
Amanda snapped a picture and sent it to Elliot to send to the kids.
E: Mom literally just arrested me cause I followed her to work cause she got called in and is stubborn.
D: She is my favorite
M: Omg what a badass I'm dying!
K: You probably deserved it!
L: Lmaoooo idiot what did you think would happen.
Eli: Hahahaha. I love her.
Em: Omg daddy hahaha
N: Hahahahaha
El laughed at his kid's messages. He exited them and played on his phone for a bit, before slumping back, closing his eyes and falling asleep for about an hour and a half until the sound of metal clanking and his wife's voice roused him.
"Stabler. My office."
He stood and followed her, wincing when she slammed the door. He held back a laugh when she made it to her chair through her cute waddle.
"I'm sorry?" He tried.
"Come here," she commanded and he did, leaning against her desk between her legs.
"You really frustrated me," she said, trying to keep her resolve but knowing her emotions were going to spill.
"I know… and I'm sorry. But I did it cause I love you and I care about you."
She nodded quickly, lip quivering and he chuckled, cupping her cheeks. "Don't cry. We're good. I'm not mad," he kissed her lips a few times.
"I'm sorry I arrested you," she pouted as a single tear fell and he laughed softly, taking her hand and moving it to the semi he'd been sporting since she threw him against the car.
"I want you to do it again," he smirked and she giggled against his lips. "Should I take you home and try to induce labor again?"
"No, I've been having contractions since pizza and they've gotten closer in the last 30 minutes," she said casually.
He pulled back and laughed a bit, thinking she was joking. "Funny, Liv. Okay maybe I overreacted..."
Trailing off when he saw her face, he stood up straight. "Are you serious right now?"
"What? My water hasn't even broken y…" she stopped.
Her eyes were wide and her body remained frozen until they both heard a slow drip and looked between her legs.
Getting down to her eye level, he shook his head. She gave him a faint smile. "Never going to hear the end of this huh?" She tried to joke as a contraction hit her quickly.
Helping her stand slowly when it passed, he yelled for their friend. "FINNNN!"
"Do not call a bus!" She yelled, screaming as she worked through a beast of another contraction that had her doubled over, holding onto her desk.
"Oh yeah sure babe, I won't." He looked at her incredulously and then back to Fin who had rushed in with Amanda. "Fin! Call a fucking bus!"
"Ten steps ahead of you brother!"
Holding her upright with one hand, he used the other to press on her lower back as she came out the other side of her contraction.
"Fuck Elliot," she groaned. "El we gotta go…"
"Babe the bus is coming let's just wait please?"
"How f-far," she stuttered and Fin ran in, "15 mins, cap. Hang on okay?"
She shook her head. "I c-can't…. Fuck Elliot why are they coming so fast!! They weren't this fast with Emmmnaaaaa," she cried out and he shook his head. "I don't know baby… c'mon…"
He coaxed her onto the floor, sitting behind her and working her through almost 20 minutes of intense, 2 minute apart contractions.
"Where the fuck is the bus, Fin!" He asked but was cut off by a different sounding groan coming from his wife.
Squeezing his hand tightly, she tossed her head against his chest and bared down. "El…El I have to push…" she whimpered and he nodded.
"Amanda! Need you!" He yelled and she ran over kneeling in front of them. "Take her pants off," he instructed, helping her as best he could.
"Put your legs up baby…" he coaxed and she nodded, doing as best as she could as the paramedics rushed in and Liv started pushing.
El wrapped his arms under her armpits, and she held his hands, screaming through a contraction and pushing with everything she had.
"You're doing it babe… you're doing it. Keep pushing," he said into her ear and she nodded quickly, sucking in a deep breath and pushing again with a deep groan that ended in a whine.
"Why are your fucking children's heads so big," she sobbed and he couldn't help his soft chuckle.
"I don't know baby… but I love you and you're doing great. He's almost here. Our boys almost here, my love. Keep pushing," he said and the paramedics looked at her.
"He's crowning, Cap, push on three…."
She nodded and when they counted down, she pushed again and felt Elliot gasp as he watched their baby boy be delivered and start crying.
"Sarge we're gonna cut the cord, can you reach?"
El nodded and with a delirious grin, reaching to snip the cord. They wrapped Teddy up and set him on Liv's chest, as he sniffled and snuggled into the towels, instinctively pressing his head onto the bare part of her chest, exposed by her blouse.
"Oh my god," Liv whispered.
"He's here…" El said with a grin. "I can't believe he's here," he whispered and Liv looked up at him, smiling, sweaty, and exhausted.
"Are you okay? Do you feel okay?" He asked, looking down to the paramedics who gave him a thumbs up. "Text book," one said with a nod and a smile.
"Elliot," she whispered, and he looked down to her again. "I just pushed our giant headed baby out on the floor of my office with no drugs, and I've never been happier. Ever." She said as tears fell.
He kissed her cheek several more times as they covered her with a blanket and used warm washcloths to wipe Teddys face gently.
"We gotta stay put for a bit while we wait for you to birth the placenta- it'll just be easier and you can relax for a minute. Then we can take you to the hospital and just make sure you both are all good, okay?" One of the paramedics said and they nodded, looking back down to their little guy.
"He looks like you," she whispered and he smiled proudly as Teddy opened his eyes just enough to show his parents their color.
El smiled against her temple. "Those brown eyes are gonna be the death of me. I already know."
"Now you know how I felt with Emma when she was small," she said with a soft laugh.
"Oh shit, the kids," El chuckled and Amanda handed him his phone.
It was 10:30 and El knew some would be asleep. "Should we call or send a video?" He asked and she nodded with a sleepy smile. "Video."
He opened up his camera app and started the video with the camera close to his eyes, speaking in a whisper.
"Hi guys. It's dad. How's it going? Going well? Good. Going well over here too," he said, pulling the camera back to show Liv's eyes.
"Doing ok mama?"
"Doing pretty good just sleepy," she said with a smile, laying her head back against him.
He then panned the phone to Teddy who was sleeping soundly against his momma. "Teddy, how you doing buddy?"
Panning back to him and Liv, he smiled. "He's here!"
He stopped recording and sent the video to his kids.
Eli called immediately with Emma beside him and Noah hanging off his shoulders, grinning. "He's here???"
"He's here," El said gently, panning the camera to him.
"Wait are you guys at the 1-6???" Emma asked laughing and they nodded.
"Your daddy will tell you that I'm stubborn… and maybe I am," Liv laughed softly, "but he's here and healthy and I'm all good too."
The phone was snatched away by Dickie whose eyes went wide. "Oh my gooood you gave birth at the precinct?!"
She chuckled quietly. "I did…"
"We're gonna head to the hospital in just a bit," El nodded and they heard Noah nudging Dickie. "Dude can we do go now I wanna see him?"
"Tomorrow buddy," El cut in. "Dickie will bring you guys first thing in the morning. Let mommy get some sleep okay?"
He nodded quickly sucking in a deep breath. "Hey… I'll see you tomorrow okay bud?"
"Okay daddy…" he whispered, smiling small at him. "I love you."
Emma was absolutely beaming. "I love you guys and I can't wait to meet my baby brother!"
"Me too!" Noah smiled.
"Me too," Eli said. "Love you guys."
"Get to bed," El said, "tomorrow's gonna be a big day."
They got Liv to the hospital. She and the baby checked out okay, and El enjoyed skin to skin with him while Liv slept.
The sounds of his tiny cries filled the room around 4am and Liv's eyes shot open, smiling at her husband and baby boy.
"El," she whispered as he roused from his sleep. "I'm gonna try and get him to latch," she said and he nodded, standing slowly and passing him over.
The little boy came in at 9 pounds even and 21 inches long, beating his sister's 7 pounds and 18 inches.
He smiled as he watched his boy easily latch on and start eating. "He's gonna be a big boy," El smiled chuckling.
Liv's eyes were locked on him, and she smiled. "Emma looked like Lizzie, who obviously looks like you, but... my god… he could be your twin."
Leaning forward, he kissed her temple and smiled as he looked down at their boy.
"Don't even say it," she whispered and he chuckled softly. "I have to."
She rolled her eyes and he smiled, pausing a bit. "Loves your boobs as much as me," he said bursting into soft laughter and earning a smack.
They quieted down and after a few minutes, she expertly switched him to her other breast.
"His head is huge," El said with a small laugh. She gave him a look. "Yes I know I pushed him out. Emma was the same," she laughed.
"Sorry baby," he smirked, kissing her nose.
When he finished, she readjusted herself and moved over a bit so he could properly curl up with her.
He did, and she passed Teddy back after she burped him. El resumed his skin to skin and she sighed happily, starting to cry a bit. "I can't believe he's here."
"Why you crying," he whispered, looking down at her.
She laid her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes, "I'm just so happy…"
Grinning, he kissed her head. "Me too, Olivia Stabler."
Turning her head ever so slightly, she smiled as she watched him press several kisses to the newborn's head that was adorned with fuzzy, dark hair.
"Welcome to this crazy life, Theodore Richard Stabler," she whispered.