Give a Little Bit Chapter 2, a law and order: svu fanfic

After a month went by, questions were asked, people were cornered, and still Fin and Munch were in the dark. It was a game to Liv and Elliot. Cragen enjoyed watching his 'Ducklings' play so nicely. Eventually, Olivia would have to tell them, but knowing her, she would do it on her terms completely. It was a beautiul scene; it was what kept the unit sane while they were short a field officer.

There was the occasional Information gathering that Liv would do, but she wasn't allowed near suspects, witnesses(to be safe) or on any kind of heavy lifting assignment. Many times over the first month, yelling could be heard from the locker room between Olivia and Elliot. She would state that she wasn't a fancy China tea cup and wouldn't break if she was taken out and allowed to do her job upon occasion. Elliot would counter that she shouldn't take any risks. He usually reminded her of the time he was shot in the court room, and she was almost killed by a suspect who tried to slice her throat. He always stood so close that no one would hear him when he reminded her of the baby, and that he wasn't going to let her take any risks. One false move on their part, one look misunderstood, and her child would be dead.

She never responded to him. At first, they all expected her to storm off, or yell some more. But when it was just quiet, no one dared ask. They still had no idea why she stayed at the station. Everyone avoided the two of them after their little chats, until Olivia started with the morning sickness in the middle of the third month.

"I think I figured it out." Fin sat on the corner of his desk and eyed Elliot. "You and Liv are together and she's pregnant."

"Way off base there," he said. Liv sighed. Elliot shrugged.

"Well, you're half right," she told him. "I'm not with Elliot." Fin looked from Olivia to Elliot.

"Girl, you pregnant! Congratulations! How far?"

"Just about 13 weeks now."

"Goddamn! Why didn't you tell me! I wouldn't have given you such a hard time," he said, hugging her. "Let's keep it from Munch a while longer." Elliot laughed and Liv shook her head.

"No, I'm telling people now."

"Telling people what?" Munch said, strolling over to the group.

"Liv here is pregnant."

"Elliot, you dog," Munch teased.

"So, can I give you your first official baby gift?" Elliot asked, handing her a gift bag from under his desk. "I bought it the day after we found out."

"Wait, 'we?' What do you-"

"No, not Elliot. Its Jimmy's, but I don't think we'll see much of him. Fine by me. He isn't the kind of person I want around for a life-time." Fin rested a hand on her shoulder.

"We'll be the kid's family. I always liked being Uncle Fin. What'd he get you?" Liv laughed and opened the bag. Inside was a navy onesie that said NYPD across the butt, and a gray Marines onesie. "Now that is original," Fin said, looking at the butt of the outfit.

"Thanks Elliot!" she said, hugging him. "I love it."

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The next few months passed with out much happening. Liv was done with morning sickness, thank all that is Holy, and was showing now. She was 4 and 1/2 months along when Jimmy stopped by. He took one look, asked if he was the father, and was gone very quickly. Everyone was excited by the first kick, and could now efficiantly read an ultrasound picture. Olivia was having a girl. By the fifth month, everything was in a smooth routine, and it worked for the group.

By the seventh month, she was more than ready to go on maternity and get ready for the baby. Finally, Elliot decided to take her shopping after work and get more than a onesie and a blanket. For the baby shower at work, everyone had pitched in for a gift card to get what she needed.

"Walk me up?" Liv asked, pulling herself from Elliot's car. He smiled and followed. It had been a long day of criminals, paperwork, and shopping for the baby. Liv had moved into a bigger apartment, with the help of Elliot and the rest of the gang. Elliot lived down the street from her, just one building over. It was a running joke between the two when she asked him to walk her home. After her second attempt at getting out of his car, Elliot rolled his eyes and pulled her up.

"You're getting ready to pop, Liv."

"Still have another 2 months to go," she countered, rubbing her back. She leaned heavily on him as the elevator moved. Olivia closed her eyes; she was exhausted after the day they had. Elliot took the key from his pocket and broght her inside. She dropped carefully onto the couch.

"You rest, I'll start bringing things up from the car," he said, pulling a blanket over her. She nodded and closed her eyes.

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When Olivia woke up, it was much later. It was dark outside, and dinner was cooked. Elliot was setting the table when he noticed her.

"Good morening, Star Shine," he said, sarcastically.

"How long was I asleep?"

"Nearly 5 hours. Its 10:45." Liv stretched and looked around.

"I thought you were going to bring up the stuff we bought." He smiled and held a hand out to help her up. Elliot lead her into the baby's room. "Elliot," she gasped. The crib was put together, as was the changing table. All the clothes were washed and hung neatly in the closet. He'd gone as far as to put the diapers into the dipaer stacker, and set the changing table with the velour cover. It looked ready for the baby. As for a few surprises, he'd bought a few things she hadn't tought of; a rug to match the crib bedding, a mobile, and a few nicknacks for the top of the dresser.

"Not all," he lead her into her room. "The car seat is in your car, the spare base is in mine, and the stroller is in the closet. Over here we have the Bassinet, bouncer, and-" he didn't get a chance to finish his thought; her lips were pressed to firmly against his. When she stepped back, he felt himself blush. "Your welcome," he whispered.

"You didn't have to," she said, eyes filling with tears.

"You were so tired, and I know you were worried about it all. Come and eat. I made spaghetti." She followed him to the table. "Is it how you pictured it?"

"No."

"Well, we can-"

"Its better than I ever could have pictured it." Elliot smiled. "Oh my God this is wonderful."

"Glad you approve."

"Needs wine."

"Say it," he teased, pouring a glass of milk. "You know what to say..."

"Got Milk?"

"Thank you," he said, handing her the tall glass.

"Its getting old, and now I regret making you watch that season of Mad About You with me." Elliot laughed.

"Next season starts tonight. I TiVoed it for you at my place. I love re runs and TiVo. No commercials, and you know how it ends."

"Elliot," she said after a minute. "Ow..."

"Labor."

"Kick."

"May I?" he asked. When she nodded, he placed a hand on her belly. The whole unit had felt the baby's kicks, but Stabler kept his distance. He remembered how annoyed Kathy got, and Liv wasn't exactly touchy-feely. He moved his hand around. "Hey, little girl, can you give us a kick?" He was rewarded with a strong kick to his hand. "Oh, she definitly takes after you! That's a really strong kick!"

"Is it normal?"

"When your mommy kicks ass every day, its probably genetic."

"Do you supposed violence is genentic?"

"No."

"My father...my temper."

"And Jimmy is a kind, scared Jewish doctor. He's patient, and very nice."

"And forgot to mention he was married." Elliot shrugged. "I visited him in Princeton once. He has a nice life there. His wife left him recently. I didn't think he would come running to me, but I expected he would call." She was quiet. "He said he'll provide for the baby anyway he can. He wants me to have the baby in Princeton at his hospital. Its a good hospital."

"What do you want?"

"Roosevelt. I don't want him there. I want you, Cap, Fin and Munch there."

"I'm sure we can arrange that." Liv finished up her dinner and wandered back to the couch. She yawned and Elliot settled in next to her. "Nothing is on," he said, channel surfing. He looked over, and Liv was asleep again. He smiled, lifted her up gently and put her on her bed.

"Don't leave," she called in her sleep. Elliot toed his shoes off, and held his beath as he climbed up next to her. She snuggled back against his chest. "Love you," she whispered.

"Love you too, Livvie," he said, kissing her head gently.

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