A/N: One whole year of Ten! Wow! When I first came up with this story in a covid induced state, I never expected it to become what it is today. Thank you, thank you!
Dedicating the one year anniversary chapters, 91 & 92, to the three who have been here since the very start, and always inspire me with their kind and funny commentary, both on Twitter and in my reviews. Manderley, Twoshy, and NellWill- this is for you, friends!
Ch 92 will be live tonight. :)
"Oh yeah, mom is totally pregnant," Dickie laughed, sitting down and holding his arms out to Anna Kate, who was far too busy with her Teddy to even acknowledge him.
"That's what I'm saying!" Emma huffed, exasperatedly.
"She slipped and mentioned she couldn't keep anything down last week," Kathleen added.
"Teddy keeps laying all over her belly," Noah said with a heavy sigh.
The little one turned when he heard his name, making his siblings laugh.
"Go back to playing," Noah waved at him, and he scrunched up his face and let out a giggle before turning back to Anna Kate.
"She's probably not gonna tell us till the babies are all here," Eli said, motioning to Sarah and then Katie.
"She's gonna have to!" Liz exclaimed. "She can't be that much further along than Katie is."
"She's gotta be at least two months… or have known for at least a month I guess," she said, thinking back to the last time she saw her drink.
"She started weaning in early December… makes sense," Sam shrugged.
"Let this be a lesson," Dickie instructed, pointing to his younger brother.
"Don't worry I'm sure we already are," Sarah cracked, making Dickie look down to hide his smile.
"Funny how Mo isn't here," Emma said with a sigh and cross of her arms.
"Mom and Mo are besties, and dad is obsessed with Carl. They probably already told them," Katie tossed out, and everyone nodded.
"Especially if Mo needed mom time after her verbal lashing of the she devil," Dickie shrugged. "You know they got all emotional together and mom let it slip."
"I guarantee," Beau nodded.
"Well I'm just glad Mo said something. This Kathy shit was exhausting and none of you need to be dealing with it," Sam sighed, sinking into Eli's chest.
"I agree. I'm glad Mo stood up for you guys," Sarah nodded, "I love her, but it was about damn time."
"Hey you've got a lot coming up too," Beau said, carefully broaching the subject of her father's impending criminal trial to the newly 18 year old.
"She does and she won't let us talk about it," Emma said, crossing her arms and shooting over her best Olivia Benson look.
"It's hard guys," Sam said with a soft sigh.
"I know, but you gotta lean on us," Dickie reminded her. "Trial starts next week, which is in part why Mo bit the bullet and got the Kathy monkey off our back sooner rather than later. Our focus is all you till this is over."
Eli nodded, wrapping his arms a little more snuggly around his girlfriend and giving his big brother a small smile. "Agreed."
"I know, I know…" she whispered, shaking her head and looking to Noah. "But how are you?"
"Nope, don't change the subject," he said, holding both hands up.
His bruises were healing well, but his eye was still pretty rough looking.
Emma laughed. "Nice try."
"I promise that when I have something to talk about I will… okay?" Sam asked, leaving room for only one answer.
They all nodded, looking back when Mo and Carl walked in.
"Is mom pregnant?" Katie asked, point blank.
Raising a brow, Mo snorted. "No?"
The room went silent as they looked at their oldest sister, who couldn't keep a secret to save her life, studying her for any hints of insincerity in her answer.
When she didn't flinch, Emma's eyes narrowed suspiciously and Liz hummed, content for a moment. "How was Kathy?" She asked, changing the subject.
"Shocked," Carl answered for her, grabbing a beer from the fridge and taking a seat on the floor beside Teddy and AK.
"Understatement," Mo agreed, sitting between her pregnant sister and sister in law. "I didn't let her say much… just…. Went off, I guess," she shrugged.
"Damn," Dickie exhaled. "Are you okay?"
"Been better," she shrugged. "You guys?"
"Relieved," he admitted, and his twin nodded. "Feel light again. Didn't realize how much it was messing with me."
"Same," Katie sighed. "Feel like I just needed peace so I don't lose myself before baby girl comes."
"Agreed," Mo admitted, before turning her gaze to Eli.
His chin was rested on Sam's shoulder from where he seated behind her, and his eyes were down on their son who was nursing contentedly.
"Baby," Sarah whispered, and he looked up. "Hm… oh…uh," he shrugged. "Lighter…" he echoed Liz's comment. "Been in the back of my mind and felt a little distant from what I need to focus on and that's my girl," he nodded.
"Shoot, that starts Monday," Mo said with a sad smile, looking to Sammi who nodded.
"Yeah… I…" she sighed.
"Hey, anything you need from us you tell us okay? Even if it's just watching the twins for a few hours while you have alone time or whatever," Katie said and Mo nodded quickly.
"I took the week off," Liz blurted at Peter's prompting, making everyone look at her a little shocked. "What I'm nice now," she grumbled playfully.
"Auntie Liz is my favorite Liz," Dickie said, hugging his grumpy twin and making AK finally pay attention to them.
"Izzzz!!!" She squealed.
"Tell your daddy you're the only part of Dickie Stabler I want to hug!" She teased, pulling away and making everyone laugh.
She scooped up her niece and kissed her cheek a few times. "Hiiiii," she cooed.
From where Ted was sitting, he looked around for the closest person to give him attention he suddenly was missing.
"Noah," Emma said quietly.
"No, I think Carl," Mo disagreed as they watched Teddy search the room, eventually landing on Eli and Sam, and taking off towards them.
"And miss a moment with his best friend? Never," Eli laughed softly, picking him up so he too could look over Sam's shoulder at EJ.
"I have a bold prediction," Beau said, crossing his arms.
"Oh god," Katie rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Tell us," Dickie said, turning to his brother in law.
"I don't think there will be another boy after EJ till these two have another," he pointed at Sam and Eli, who both laughed.
"Gonna be a long time," Eli said and Sam blushed. "What makes you think he and I will have another baby?" She teased.
Everyone watched Eli's arms tighten around her ever so slightly, and Dickie laughed. "You two are annoying," he waved them off. "Plus, don't put that on me, we'll probably have another kid or two before they even consider it."
"Or two?!" Sarah exclaimed and everyone laughed, including Teddy. "You better put a wedding band on it first, Richard."
"Literally!" Liz and Emma cried together, making the rest of the girls laugh.
"Yeah, yeah," Dickie laughed, waving them all off. "How about Katie and Beau huh?" He asked, accusatorially.
"We have a date!" Beau exclaimed and everyone grumble.
"Yeah that we didn't get invited to," Mo sighed.
"We already planned the party," Emma deadpanned, and Liz nodded. "Duh."
"Sorry baby, looks like you're on the outs," Sarah winked, making him laugh a little.
Teddy's squirming and sighing in Eli's arms interrupted whatever he intended to say about marrying Sam any time, and he looked down at him.
"What's wrong with you, boy?" He asked, laughing softly.
"He's getting hungry," Noah said, bouncing up and heading to the kitchen to heat up a bottle.
"Daddy should be on his way," Emma said, pulling out her phone as Teddy forced a frustrated cry from his lips.
"Dramatic man," Katie said, standing up and taking him from Eli.
Beau smiled fondly as the duo walked back and forth, Katie bouncing her baby brother until he calmed enough to take his paci.
"There we go… no need to be so sad," she whispered. "I've got you."
"Speaking of," Mo nodded towards him. "I told mom today that we'd take him for Venice."
"They we're gonna take him?" Liz asked with a brow raised.
"Uh huh. But Carl and I talked and honestly? They need alone time. He'll be okay with us."
"Nine total days right? Seven there and two for travel?" Peter asked, and they nodded.
"Well if you need help just let me know," he said, making Liz smile huge and hug onto his middle.
Noah returned with Teddy's bottle, and Katie took it before the little one could and sat down, holding it for him as he snuggled into her, little hands gripping her shirt.
"Liz can we have a sleepover when mom and dad are gone?" Emma asked.
"Me too!" Noah gasped.
"Yes, yes all three of you can come hang," she winked.
"Perfect!" Noah grinned. "Peter, maybe you, me, and Teddy can go play ball?"
"Sounds great, Noah," he smiled.
"Guys go get your bags from upstairs, dad should be here soon," Beau nodded, pointing to the stairs.
"Faster… harder… Elliot, fuck me hard ohhhhhh yeeeees!!!"
"I," he grunted, hands tightening on her hips as he plowed into her from behind, "fucking love… when you're fucking pregnant," he groaned, emphasizing his words in six strong thrusts that forced her toes to curl and her back to arch as a scream and orgasm ripped through her.
His head lolled back, feeling intensely close to coming undone, and his speed and power faltered finally when he poured himself into her.
He pulled out, collapsing beside her, and she rolled into him, vision still starry, breathing uneasy, and cum dampening her thighs.
"Fuck," he whispered.
"Fuck." She agreed, giggling softly as he hugged her tight.
"We're having a baby," he said against her temple, and she smiled big into his chest.
"We're having another baby."
"Nine kids… fuck," he laughed.
"Hmmm," she nodded.
"I still think it's a girl…"
"I think you're right… I felt this horrible with Emma but not with Ted."
"Showing sooner, too," he commented, rolling her over and putting his large hand over her bump.
"Jenny said she could get me in Monday morning before the office opens… she'll do bloodwork and run all the tests, too, and rush them of course. Will you come with me?"
"I wouldn't miss seeing my little bean for anything," he said with a smile that made her eyes fill up.
"Maybe we can find out the sex… just not tell the kids?"
"Good idea," he said with a soft laugh, leaning in to kiss her. "I wouldn't mind a boy of course but… Olivia, if I could raise baby girl with you from birth?" He said, his own emotions betraying him now.
She silenced him with a kiss and nodded. "I feel the same way, Elliot… I really do."
He was preparing to roll on top of her again when his alarm buzzed to get the kids.
"Nooooo," she whined playfully.
"My horny, horny girl," he admonished, leaning in to kiss her slowly.
"Hmmm Venice is gonna be fun," she whispered, wiggling her brows.
"Especially now that we'll be totally kidless," he agreed, standing up and looking for his clothes.
"You think he'll be okay?" She asked, sitting up and tossing him his underwear.
"A week of being spoiled with his big brothers and sisters? He'll be fine," he laughed.
"El?" She asked, once he was dressed.
"Yeah baby?" He called, poking his head from the closet as he grabbed his shoes.
"I love this life."
With a smile that lip up the whole room, he sauntered over to her and put his hands on her cheeks, bending down to be eye level with her.
"You have no idea, Benson."
Monday came, and after they dropped the kids off at school, El held his wife's hand while she lay back on the exam table.
Teddy was asleep in his car seat, sucking on his paci and hugging onto his brand-new Sammi bear tightly.
"For good luck before the trial," Noah smiled when he excitedly handed his baby brother a different ballerina bear he'd found.
Liv had already gotten her blood drawn and they were just waiting for Jenny to come in for the ultrasound.
When the door opened, they both smiled and looked over towards her. "Hi guys," she said, turning on her machine and sitting beside the table. "How you feeling?"
"Like I never wanna eat again," Liv said with a small laugh.
"That's a good sign then," Jenny smiled, lifting the paper sheet and squirting some of the jelly onto her bare and rounded belly.
"You popped fast," she commented, "and morning sickness? Have deja vu," she winked and El laughed.
"Totally a girl."
"Well let's see her then," she smiled, pushing the wand against her belly and turning on the doppler.
Elliot pressed his lips to her temple just after the sound of their little one's heart beat filled the room, his eyes pressed to the screen as the tiny bean appeared before him.
"Look at her," he whispered, pulling back just enough to see the awe on his wife's face, along with several big tears.
"Baby looks good," Jenny smiled, moving it around. "Only one in there… all looking okay," she nodded. "Strong heartbeat, too."
"What's she measuring at?" Liv asked softly.
Clicking a few buttons, Jenny nodded and smiled. "I'd say around seven weeks… as long as tests come back okay, you guys should be good for Venice, just take it easy okay?"
"Don't worry," Elliot grumbled, only joking a little.
"We're having a baby," Liv whispered in awe, unfazed by her husbands crazy and simply watching the tiny features on the screen as Jenny printed the photos.
"Since you are high risk though, I want you in every other week for the first trimester and every week after that, okay?"
"Whatever it takes," she nodded quickly.
"I figured as much. I have the blood tests on a rush, you should have results by Friday at the latest, okay?"
"Perfect," Liv nodded, siting up and wiping her belly clean before excitedly snatching the print outs.
"And I know I don't have to say this, but I do have to," she laughed. "Desk duty at work."
"Oh don't worry, I'm headed to the precinct with her to tell Fin. And also, we won't be having a Teddy repeat," he said, giving his stubborn wife a look and making her laugh.
"Yea, let's please aim for the hospital this time," Jenny laughed, and Liv waved them off with a smile.
"I hope you both know what a miracle this is… take care of yourself, Liv, and I'll talk to you by the end of the week okay?"
Liv nodded and reached over to hug her old friend.
Fin was hunched over his desk, waiting for any type of call to come in and avoiding paperwork when El and Liv came through the doors.
"Look alive, Tutuola," Liv laughed, making her way into her office with Elliot trailing her with Teddy.
"Oh good, you brought my favorite Stabler," he cracked, getting up and following them in.
"I'm blushing," El said, holding his hand to his heart and placing Teddy's carrier in the perfect position on the coffee table in Liv's office.
"Man you damn well know I wasn't talking about you," he said, shutting the door behind them and beelining for his nephew. "Hey little man," he said with a smile, removing the heavy knit blanket that was draped over him to protect him from the harsh winter weather.
"Whatchu got there?" Fin asked, oblivious to Elliot's shutting of the blinds and the massive smile Liv was sporting from where she sat against her desk.
Teddy was smiling up at him through his pacifier, bear hugged to his chest on one side and a black and white paper crunched in his other hand.
Curiosity overtook the Lieutenant like they knew it would, and he carefully unfolding the little boy's hand to take the paper from him.
They laughed softly when his brain registered the news and a gasped filled the room.
"Shut the fuck up right now," he said laughing and turning with the ultra sound print out in his hand.
"I swear to god," Liv said laughing as tears spilled from her eyes.
"Olivia!" He exclaimed, laughing. "You better not be messing with me," he said, moving over to wrap her in a hug.
"Never," she said with a big grin as he stepped back, still in awe. "Seven weeks… we aren't telling the kids yet but wanted to tell you cause I'm taking it easy."
"How!" Fin exclaimed, looking to Elliot who snorted.
"A miracle," Liv said, interrupting whatever inappropriate thing her husband was about to say and making them laugh. "Truly a miracle."
Teddy was desperately trying to sit up in his car seat, which made them turn their attention back to him.
"You're gonna be a big brother?!" Fin asked in the cute baby voice he only reserved for Theodore Richard Stabler.
He smiled as his face turned red from frustrated effort before he he sat back to let his uncle take him out of his seat, all evidence of sadness disappearing the moment he snuggled into his arms.
"Liv I can't believe this," Fin said turning with a big smile.
"It's insane," she laughed, putting a hand on her belly. "I'll tell Amanda when she gets in, but we wanted to tell you now together," she nodded.
Fin was grinning like a fool while Elliot's phone rang. "Speaking of, I gotta go."
"You taking the boy?" Fin asked.
"Nah he's gonna hang here for a bit and Lucy is gonna come get him after lunch."
"Perfect. Bye Stabler, congrats man!" Fin waved, heading out to his desk with Teddy in tow while Liv and El laughed.
She leaned into him, hugging his middle and laughing just a bit.
"Finley is a nice name," El said with a hint of a smile.
Looking up, she chuckled. "Oh?"
"Mhm. Gender neutral," he said, closing the gap between their lips.
"Thought you were team girl?" She poked, tightening her grip on him.
"Oh, I am. Finley Elizabeth."
"Finley Elizabeth," she pondered softly. "Good way to make our black sheep feel special…"
"Hmmm our black sheep is a little more gray these days," he teased lightly.
"Thanks to Peter," she pointed out.
"Shhhhh," he said, wrapping his arms tightly around her and making her laugh into his chest.
"Baby? You ready?" Eli asked, walking into Sam's bedroom to find her seated on the edge of the bed.
"Yeah… yeah I'll be right out," she said with a nod, eyes fixed on the photo of her mom she kept on her nightstand.
"She's so proud of you, Samantha Lynn," he said, dropping a kiss to her temple.
She'd just opened her mouth to speak when the sound of their upstairs door, followed by the click of Beau's boots, filled the apartment.
He gave her a gentle nod and walked out to meet him, cracking the door.
"Beau, what's up man?" He asked, a little more surprised at the look of concern and confusion on the older man's face.
He beelined for one of the nurseries, and motioned for the confused Eli to follow him.
"Uh… I don't really know how to say this," he said, pacing awkwardly once the door shut, "uhm… but uh."
"Beau." Eli insisted, feeling his heart start to race.
"Sam's dad was found hanging in his cell this morning," he sighed. "Note with it. I guess... explaining he didn't wanna go through with the trial and spend the rest of his life on a cell. No apology."
Eli went silent, hanging his head and cursing the man who'd brought his person so much hurt and anger.
"Piece of shit," Beau said for him. "I called Peter and Liz… they'll keep the twins today so you can tell her. Parents know, too. Your dad said just call when and if your need him."
Blowing out a whoosh of air, Eli nodded. "Okay… I uh…"
"Also…" Beau said slowly, making Eli look up at him again.
"They uh… the kid's dad? Who released the information about Noah? He uh… Sam's dad hired him. Found him through another piece of shit in prison and... was just trying to fuck with our family. Make waves before the trial."
Eli's jaw locked and his eyes narrowed as he prepared to explode, only to be interrupted by a small knock at the locked door.
"Eli?" Came Sam's concerned voice.
"Your mom and dad know… go to her and take care of her," Beau directed, and after taking a moment to steady himself, Eli nodded.
"Hey," he whispered, once he'd pulled open the door. "Gotta talk to you," he said gently, walking out into the hallway and leading her into the direction of her room.
Gripping his hand tightly, she stopped him once the door shut. "You're scaring me," she whispered.
"I-I'm sorry… not meaning to…" he trailed off, sitting in the chair in the corner of her room and holding his arms open to her. "Sam…"
Eli's eyes filled up at how small she suddenly looked, and he pulled her into his lap, enveloping one another and nuzzling their heads gently.
"Eli, what did he do," she whispered.
"He's gone," Eli said simply and softly, squeezing her a little tighter.
The room was silent for several long minutes as Sam processed the news, before a quiet sob wracked her body and she collapsed in Eli's arms.
"Is everything okay?" Noah asked, climbing in the back of El's SUV when he and Liv pulled up outside of their schools.
Teddy grinned at his brother, waving his uncoordinated wave, and then gasping when Emma climbed in behind him.
It was rare that El and Liv got them at the same time, and after the whirlwind of the previous week, Noah was understandably nervous.
"Everything's fine, sweet boy," Liv said gently, turning in her seat and reaching a hand back to hold his.
"Just some developments with the trial," El said, making sure both kids were buckled before pulling away. "We'll talk a bit more about them when we get to Katie and Beau's… okay?"
The duo glanced at one another skeptically, but nodded and buckled in. The family of five embarking on the short trip back to the brownstones.
"Dad you're making me nervous," Emma said with a small frown once they hoped out of the car.
"Baby," he frowned, sitting on the front steps with her. "I'm sorry… I'm not meaning to it's… there's been a lot going on you know?"
"Did the trial go okay today?" Noah asked, plopping down beside him, playing absentmindedly with the snow to his left.
"I'm gonna get Teddy inside," Liv whispered, kissing all of their heads and trudging inside.
El looked over at his two younger kids and gave a sad smile. "Uh… Sam's father committed suicide this morning," he said, very carefully. "Left a note that just said uh… he didn't want to be punished for what he did so. Sam's had a hard day, of course, so we're just gonna spend some time with them."
Emma's big blue eyes filled with tears after a moment and she leaned into her dad's leg, sniffling softly.
"Talk to me?" He said, sitting her up enough to remove her bag.
"I-I'm so relieved f-for Sam… and I guess all of us and I don't think I'm supposed to feel like that," she frowned, shaking her head.
Breathing out a soft chuckle, he rubbed small circles on her back and looked to his son who was nodding in agreement with his sister's statement.
"You know… I think we all kinda feel that way… even Sam."
"I-is she okay?" Emma asked, sitting up and wiping her eyes.
"She's had a tough day… but she's going to be okay," he reassured his baby girl who nodded.
"Noah, you okay?" He asked, turning his attention to his boy.
"I feel weird," he said slowly.
"Well… Figured we all would which is why there is pizza and donuts sitting inside. Go on," he smiled, nodding towards the door.
Sam and Eli were snuggled on the couch, where they'd been most of the day as Sam processed the information and came to terms with the previous year of her life.
"Eli?" She asked softly, after what felt like hours of silence, the pair just curled under the safety of too many blankets while the fire place crackled.
"Yeah baby?" He asked gently, tightening the arms that were wrapped protectively around her.
"If I hadn't gotten pregnant… If everything had been different or my dad had succeeded in getting me an-"
"-yes."
There was another long bought of silence, that remained until she rolled into his chest and looked up. "Really?"
"Yes," he nodded. "And I'll do whatever it takes for you to believe that."
Exhaling a soft breath, she nodded slowly. "I'm still so glad I'm doing this with you," she admitted. "I spend so much time telling you that this is nothing when… truly? This is everything. You're my person and… and… I wouldn't have survived this without you."
"You definitely would have," he insisted, pressing his lips gently to her forehead. "You're so much stronger than you know…"
Her eyes welled again and she sniffled softly, looking up to him finally.
"I love you, Elliot Joseph… I'm so thankful for you and that I get to do life with you."
"Forever and ever, as long as you'll have me. I love you more," he promised, kissing her slowly, large hand running up her side to cup her cheek.
The sound of Noah and Emma's footsteps overhead sent them into a soft fit of laughter after they detached from one another.
"I'm not gonna forgive myself for what happened with Noah…"
"Hey," he whispered, shaking his head. "Your dad was scum… and he was able to find other scum to help him well, be scummy. Noah will never know if that's what you want… but you can't blame yourself, Samantha Lynn."
With a soft sigh, she nodded. "I want our babies," she confessed softly.
"Me too… Peter and Liz are on their way," he smiled small. "Texted them a bit ago."
"Mind reader," she exhaled with a small smile.
"You wanna head upstairs?"
"Please," she nodded.
"There's my girl," Liv sighed, rushing over to envelope Sam in a hug when she got to the top of the stairs.
"Hi momma," she whispered, burying herself in the older woman's embrace.
"You okay?" She asked softly.
"Mixed emotions," she admitted, finally pulling back.
"A right to that… he was still your father and it's ok to mourn the loss of the man he once was."
Sam's eyes filled and she nodded quickly.
"Baby," Liv whispered knowingly.
"Noah" she mouthed back.
"Will never know… but it wasn't your fault… please know that okay?"
"Okay," she breathed out, wiping her eyes and turning when the front door opened to reveal Peter, Liz, and two carriers.
El and Liv shot each other knowing smiles at the young parents visible relief at the sight of their babies.
"Sit babe, I've gottem," Eli said gently, kissing her cheek and moving to take the carriers from his sister and whisper a quick "thanks."
EJ was wide awake and looking around while Joey slept peacefully, sucking at her paci.
Noah and Emma came bursting into the living room from where they were working on homework upstairs, and popped down beside Sam, hugging her tightly and not saying anything.
"Oh I love you guys," she whispered, wrapping her arms around them and smiling when Eli brought over her twins, settling them gently on her chest.
"And there's mommy's babies," she cooed softly, chuckling when Eli lifted Noah and sat back down beside her with his little brother in his lap.
The twins were awake now, and sitting up as best they could with wobbly heads, shooting toothless smiles to their aunt and uncle.
"They're starting to look so different," Noah said with a smile.
"They're growing... you remember how much Teddy's look changed?" El said, sitting beside his boys.
"Teddy's look is still changing," Liv smiled, lifting her baby from his carrier and gently patting his back as he began to wake up.
"I can't get over how much he looks like you now," Sam laughed softly.
"Least one of them does," she winked.
"Maybe the new baby will," Noah poked as the siblings erupted into laughter together.
El bit the inside of his cheek to hide his grin, and Liv rolled her eyes. "Keep that up and you're gonna get your hopes crushed!" Liv teased.
"Whatever you say, mom," Noah laughed.
"Mhmmmmmm," Emma added with a smile.
The week progressed slowly.
Between dealing with the fallout of Sam's father's death and actions prior to, and waiting for baby number nine's test results, El and Liv were balls of anxiety and beyond ready for their vacation just a few weeks later.
Olivia was in a deposition for the charges being brought against Isaiah's father when her phone buzzed with an email from her OB/GYN office.
From the corner of her eye, as she desperately tried to finish the interview in a calm manner, she saw a massive grin cross her husbands face as he scanned the contents of the email from the other side of the glass wall that separated them.
After what felt like a lifetime, she rushed out to Elliot who was standing and ready to pull her into a hug.
"Everything's okay?" She asked hopefully and quietly into his broad chest.
"Our baby girl is perfect," he whispered into her ear, smiling when she pulled back and gasped.
"It's really a girl?" She asked, eyes filling up to match his already watering blue ones.
"It's really a girl," he nodded with a laugh.
With a huge exhale, she collapsed in his arms and let her tears flow freely, not caring who was around to see or notice her unusual outburst.
"I love you," she whispered, knowing that that sentiment would be more than enough in their special moment.
"Olivia Stabler?" He asked softly, pulling back with a dopey grin as a few stray tears rolled down his face, "you're my whole fucking world."