A/N: I accidentally wrote 9 chapters of Ten at one time. Please leave a review so I can get my shit together on this story. I do love them.
Kathleen smiled and opened the door to El and Liv the next morning.
"Boys are still sleeping," she laughed and placed her hand on Liv's belly. "How's this boy doing?" She asked noticing the goofy smile on her dad's face.
"He's good," Liv said trying to recover and Katie gave them a look.
The parents walked in to Katie's guest room where the boys were passed out still. Liv slid into bed next to Noah and gently pushed his hair back.
He opened his eyes, yawning and then smiling through squinted and sleepy eyes. "Hi mommy," he grinned and she smiled, kissing his head. "What are you doing here?" He asked, laying his head on her chest.
"Hi my sweet boy…" she smiled and he cuddled into her. "Daddy and I missed you and Eli, you wanna hang out with us today?" She asked him, causing him to grin and nod.
"I missed you guys a lot but didn't want to be a baby and call last night," he said frowning and she laughed. "You will always be my baby and you know you can call me whenever," she whispered, kissing his head.
The small boy let his hand go to her belly. "Soon Benny will be your baby…" he said thoughtfully, but not sadly.
"You're still okay with that right?" She asked and he nodded. "Yeah, I'm excited," he smiled and she breathed out a sigh of relief as Elliot came in and Eli rolled over, waking up.
"You'll still always be mom's baby," Eli said smiling and nudging him.
El and Liv looked at each other quickly. He'd been calling her Mama Liv but this was the first time he'd blatantly called her "mom."
Liv immediately teared up. Suddenly she wasn't looking at her 16 year old, she was looking at the little baby she held for the first time in an ambulance while his mother coded.
The two year old with blonde curls who ran to her every time he saw her.
The broken 14 year old who just lost his mom.
She let out a sob, coming back to reality and seeing her three boys staring at her confused and concerned.
"I-is that okay that I call you that?" Eli asked hesitantly and she nodded letting her tears flow and reaching to hug him.
He let out a breath and laughed softly hugging her back. "I love you baby," she whispered and he smiled, "Love you too mom."
El wiped his eyes laughing a bit. She looked up at him and smiled, causing him to nod.
"Boys we have something to tell you," she whispered and they both looked at her.
"So… we went to the doctor yesterday and found out that both babies are healthy and doing well." Liv said cautiously with a hint of a smile.
The boys both looked at her, their jaws dropping. "Twins?" Eli said laughing and the parents nodded.
Noah jumped up. "Two babies?!"
El grabbed him, pulling him into his lap and the pair laughing and nodded. "Yes! 2! A girl and a boy."
They both looked at each other and Eli grinned kneeling up to shake Noah's shoulders. "We're gonna have a baby sister!!!"
Both boys fell on each other, hysterically laughing. El looked at Liv smiling with tears in his eyes. He leaned over to kiss her right as Katie came in.
"Did I hear twins?!?" She cried and the all nodded. She ran over hugging Liv tightly. "Hopefully they're less annoying than the ones we already have," she said, causing everyone to laugh.
"When are you gonna tell everyone?" She asked, putting her hand on her belly, "does she have a name??"
They both laughed and nodded. "We'll have everyone over for tonight for dinner and tell them, so say nothing!" El said hugging his girl.
The boys requested soccer at the park and Liv sat, holding her belly watching the three play and laughing at how bad Elliot was.
She closed her eyes and smiled, thinking back to the first time Noah met El.
"Elliot, Ayanna what's going on?" She asked upon opening her door.
Looking like he was about to vomit, he pushed passed her into her home and looked around. "Where's your phone," he asked frantically.
She glanced from Bell who stood at the door, over to Noah on the couch. Bell nodded walking to the couch and Liv grabbed Elliot's arm, dragging him out into the hallway.
Wanting to smack him, she found the strength to refrain and instead, placed her hands on the side of his face to focus him into her. "Breathe. Please. Calm down and talk to me."
He nodded slowly and his hands instinctively went to her hips. This was the most intimate they'd ever been and her heart was racing. His head dropped to hers. "W-Wheatley… he knows about you and he knows that you're the love of my life and he wants to hurt me and so he's going to try and hurt you," he said in a rush.
She tried to take a step back but he took one forward, not loosening his grip. "W-what did you just say," she whispered.
His breath caught when she asked him and he looked down shaking his head. "J-just… can we just make sure you and Noah are safe and then we can talk? I'm staying here tonight I don't care if it's outside your door I'm staying while they hunt these bastards down because no one is fucking with my Olivia."
She was shaking a bit and squeezed his face. "O-okay… okay I need you to calm down because you're going to scare my son and if you do that you'll be hunting no one okay?" She whispered, causing him to laugh a little, before pulling her into his chest and kissing the side of her head a few times.
Shocked and confused, she wrapped her arms around his neck and splayed her hand on the back of his head. "I thought I lost you…" he whispered into her hair.
Pulling back and placing her palms flat on his chest, partly to put some god damn space between them cause if not she was going to jump him in the hallway, she took a deep breath. "I'm here. I'm okay. Come on." She nodded and led him back inside.
Noah was giggling at a video he was showing Ayanna and Liv sucked in a breath. The two most important men in her life were about to meet under the worst circumstances possible.
"Baby.. come here?" She asked, hiding the nerves in her voice. The little boy jumped up and walked over, looking up at the man.
"Hi I'm Noah," he said with Benson confidence, "you're Elliot, right?"
El breathed out a chuckle and Liv covered her face, laughing. "Yeah man… it's nice to meet you Noah."
The two shook hands as Sloot walked in. "Sloot!" He cried and she cringed a little.
"Small Benson," she nodded starting to sweep for bugs.
Liv looked back to Noah who was clearly concerned and confused as he watched the two women. "Baby, Sloot and Ayanna are gonna check for some stuff, and Elliot is gonna stay here tonight. Is that okay?"
He nodded slowly, "is everything okay?"
El got down to his level, placing a hand on his shoulder, and Liv could have melted into a puddle of tears right there.
"You know we work to catch some crazy people, buddy, and one of them is extra crazy," he said, making a face and causing Noah to laugh. "But Fin's outside in the squad car with one of our team members," he nodded to Bell, "and I'll stay up here with you and your mom. And tomorrow it'll be all cool. Is that okay?"
He nodded quickly, "super ok, I've been wanting to meet you since the park cause actually a while ago I found some pictures of you and mom but she won't tell me anything so this is good," he said, smiling up at Liv whose face was now beet red.
"Well good. I'm excited to get to know you and hangout." He smiled, standing back up.
She shook out of her thoughts to see El coming towards her. "Where were you," he teased and she laughed, laying her head against him. "Uh was just thinking about the night you first met Noh. You know, I'd imagined it since I brought him home and none of the fantasies lived up to it. He's loved you since night one," she said, rubbing her belly soothingly as the twins battled for space.
He kissed her head. "One of the best nights of my life- you know that?"
Leaning her head up towards his, she caught his lips. "Mine too…"
"You hated me for the first 6 hours," he laughed and she shook her head smiling.
"No not the first six... but for a solid two after Noah went to bed," she laughed.
"Longest two hours of my life.."
"Yeah well, you deserved it," she teased, falling back into her memory as they watched their boys.
It was 9:30, way past Noah's structured bedtime, and he'd fallen asleep on the couch as they watched a movie.
Liv stood, intending to wake him and walk him into his room, but El shook his head. Slowly lifting him, he carried the small boy into his bed and came back down the hall several minutes later.
A tear was rolling down her face and he frowned, rushing to her. She held a hand up and shook her head.
He knew her. He knew he was about to get an earful, and so he sat on the couch, looking up at her. She was pacing back and forth, between her TV sand coffee table, finally stopping to look at him.
"You leave for 10 years. Come home and give me a contradicting letter. Tell me I'm the love of your life after your wife's died, and… and now you come here and you bond with my kid like you never left I…" she trailed off, starting to hyperventilate.
"I've not right to be here…" he started but she cut him off sharply. "No. No you don't."
He nodded and continued, not missing a beat, "but… I am. And I shouldn't have left or had Kathy help me with that stupid letter. I should have come to you after Jenna. I should have told you I loved you when Kath and I divorced. I should have protected you and I didn't. But god dammit Olivia I'll do everything in my power to protect both you and Noh from here on out," he finished, standing and approaching her.
"I know about Lewis… Olivia I should have be there. I would have dropped you off that night I would have checked on you… fuck I should have been there."
She was in his arms before she could speak again, her breathing sporadic and fast as she cried, a panic attack starting.
Expertly moving them over to the couch, he sat back, taking him with her rubbing and her back until she relaxed.
They remained like that for at least an hour. She was reveling in the feeling of him- even though she knew it wouldn't last.
He was warm and strong. Protective and loving. Handsome and sexy, and the hard plains of his muscles where her hands laid were something she never wanted to stop feeling.
Eventually she sat back and looked at him. His brows were knitted together and he squeezed her hand. "You should have been there. I hated you for so long and maybe I still do. You…" she shook her head standing up.
"You need to leave," she whispered.
He shook his head. "I'm not going. I'll sit in the hallway if I have to until the threat is cleared. I'm not leaving you again," he said, his voice cracking.
"Go," she whispered, overwhelmed by the events of the last several hours.
"You're gonna kill me with your stubbornness, woman," he said, kissing her head and then moving to sit outside her door.
She poured another glass of wine and composed herself, just a bit. She couldn't fucking let him in this quickly. He didn't get to apologize and be her knight in shining fucking armor, no matter how fucking hot he'd look.
Fuck.
She was mad. She was so shocked when he arrived that she couldn't be mad, but now she was mad. Mad, mad. Was he really sitting out there? How stupid. She could take care of herself.
She should check on him. No. She wouldn't give in, so she plopped on the couch instead.
After and hour and a half a bottle of wine, curiosity got the best of her and she stepped outside and handed him a pillow and blanket without another word.
He raised a brow, taking it with a sigh and settling in against the wall. He'd just closed his eyes when he heard the door open again.
She was towering over him and ready to pounce. "You're an asshole you know that?" She hissed. "A selfish fucking asshole."
Standing, annoyed, he looked at her. "Stop it. I know I am but just stop it."
"No you stop it," she said, squaring up to him. "Who leaves someone for 10 years and then comes back and tells them he "loves them" and "they're their rock" and "it'll always be you and I," Elliot what the fuck is that shit."
He was the one towering over her now, with fire burning in his eyes, causing her dull ache in her core to intensify. "You're being unfair and I'm not doing this right now. Now let me come in this is ridiculous."
Taking a step back she flipped him off and shut the door in his face.
"Fuck him," she said out loud to herself. "Oh god I wanna fuck him," she added breathing out a sigh.
She went though the scenarios silently, her eyes fixed on her door. Maybe she fucks him. Rides him into oblivion and doesn't talk to him for 10 years.
Then they'll be even.
He fucked her emotionally and she'll give him a fuck he would never have again.
But she knows. She knows if she takes him she'll never be able to stop.
Maybe she should just ask him.
What? No. Fuck him.
Take a deep breath, she ripped the door open again to find him leaning against the door frame, that stupid smug look she knew all to well on his face.
"I wanna fuck you too," he said and they connected like magnets. Her hands were on his belt buckle and his were kneading her plump ass, pulling her into his body so that his throbbing cock was nudging into her busy hands.
"Bedroom," she muttered and he shook his head. "Right fucking here," he said, crashing her against the nearest wall.
She climbed his muscled body like a fucking tree and before either of them knew it, his pants were around his thighs and he was thrusting into her as they lips danced.
Jesus Christ it'd been so long… her vibrator was nothing compared to his size and power and obvious stamina- "Fuck," she cried out as he hit a particularly deep spot. "Fuck yes El... faster don't stop," she gasped and begged.
And he didn't, not until they'd both came and even then, the feeling of him still moving kept the after shocks of her orgasm coursing through her body like electricity.
When he finally pulled out, he gripped her cheeks and kissed her again. "I fucking love you. And I'm not going anywhere," he said and she kissed him again.
"I can't say it back, not yet… but please don't ever leave me again." She whispered against him lips and he nodded.
Her legs were clenched together as they sat on the park bench, and she glanced down at the slight bulge in his sweats.
"After you have the babies can we recreate that fuck," he whispered and she laughed, looking up to kiss him.
"Please."