Disclaimer: I, Shyy Girl, do not own SVU

"Hi, you must be Elliot. She's awake and wants to see you before she goes to surgery. She said it's a decision she needs to make with you," the doctor said as they were walking toward Olivia's bedroom.

"Surgery? They told us she didn't need another surgery besides that one take out the bullet," Elliot asked worriedly.

"She may not take the surgery, that's why she's asking you," the doctor said. "This is her bedroom."

*Flashback*

Benson's apartment

The doorbell rang and Olivia opened the door.

"Hi, El, what are you doing here?" Olivia asked, surprised.

"Nice to see you too, Liv," Elliot said as he entered in her apartment and handed her a package.

"Yummy! I was craving for these black and white cookies!" she said as she put a cookie on her mouth.

"I know, I hope I don't hear you complaining about them for next few months." He took a seat on her couch.

"I don't dare to say feel at home because I prefer not to think about what you could do," she laughed. "What are you doing here on the weekend? Where are Kathy and your kids?"

"Kathy and I had a fight. She's in Chicago with the kids."

"I'm sorry, El."

"Don't be" he said sincerely. "Look what Dickie text to me." He showed his cell phone to Olivia.

"Dad, please have more fights with mom on your payday. She gave me money to go out here! PS: The girls said hi and Eli is busy eating a big piece of candy."

Olivia tried not laugh, smiling as she said, "Dickie has your sense of humor. It's a Stabler thing."

"I made wonderful kids, didn't I?"

"You did, indeed." She sat beside Elliot and whispered, "I hope that one day I have my own child."

Elliot looked at her, and saw the pained look in her eyes.

"I can help you, you know. I have five kids," he said, caressing her hair.

"No thanks. Nobody could handle a Benson-Stabler in the Earth," she said, hugging a cushion.

"I think Earth is a good planet," he said in her ear and she laughed.

He knew how cheer her up. He knew her well. He wanted her to have his baby, he wanted her.

"I don't think it would work. First, I need to find a place where they do artificial insemination. I'm not rich, I'm a detective like you, no big payment, and second…" He put his finger on her mouth and she stopped speaking.

"Who's talking about artificial thing? Aren't I attractive enough for you?" He said in fake disappointment.

She blushed, he was more than enough. He was a hot man, whom she had to handle every day at work.

"El, you're a good looking guy, you know that. The thing is…" she was interrupted again.

"Liv, no more excuses. I won't force you to do anything. You're the one who wants a baby, I'm just an… I'm just an accessory. I think I need to leave now. You probably don't wanna see me anymore," he said as he started get up.

"El, stay, please." She held him. "I'm afraid. It has been ages since the last time I…" Elliot made her shut her mouth with a sweet, soft, and slow kiss.

"There's nothing to worry about," he said, looking into her eyes. "There are things we never forget," he said as his right hand made its way to Olivia's breast and the other hand held the back of her neck. He kissed her again.

They undressed each other and soon both were in Olivia's bed. No words were said. Elliot kissed down Olivia body, making she cried when he found her center, he licked and sucked her clit. She gently ran her hands through his hair in circular motions while lightly scratching his scalp.

He came up in her face, kissed her on lips while he started fingering. Feeling her ready, he replace his fingers by his cocky. Pulling and pushing, soon both were in great sync.

"Oh, my…"Olivia was over the edge and soon she had her orgasm; she had never had one like this in the longest time.

"Oh, Liv…" Elliot moaned when he got his own orgasm.

Both were in each others arms as Elliot said, "That was amazing. I don't think you're pregnant yet, we should try it again."

"Idiot," Olivia said.

*End of Flashback*

Entering Olivia's room, Elliot saw her crying over a paper.

"Hey, Liv, how are you feeling?"

"El, did you remember last week? When I was sick?"

"Sure, I was there for you. You probably ate something bad, you were throwing up a lot."

She handed Elliot the paper. He read it and said,

"You're… you're having my… you…" He couldn't finish his sentence.

"El, I'm losing my baby…"

How will be Elliot reaction? How can they tell to their colleagues what's happening?

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