A/N: Sorry its taken me so long, I've had major writer's block. I found inspiration at my piano earlier today and was able to work through it. Hope this is okay.

Elliot hated leaving her alone. Cassidy was back in his own unit, and Elliot would be back with Beck. He was less than thrilled at the idea, but his 6 weeks was up, and Olivia was well enough on her own. He sat at his desk, waiting for Dani to get her sleeping ass out of the cribs and into work. It wouldn't be too bad working with Dani, but he had 'history' with her that he didn't want to relive, now that Olivia had made it clear that she wanted him. It had taken a full 8 years, and a fall down a flight of stairs, but she was a happy, well-adjusted...amnesiac. Elliot mentally groaned.

"Hey, Stabler," came a call from up above.

"Is that you, God?" he joked.

"Shut the hell up. How's your partner?" Dani thumped down the stairs. "Anything new in the last few weeks?"

"She has a few disconnected moments; a case here, coffee with someone there. Nothing big though. Her doctors think that these were more significant moments in her life." He sighed. None of them seemed significant to him, other than Alex and Casey. How eating dinner with his wife and children could be one of the more important things in her life, he didn't quite understand.

"She still hate me?"

"Yeah, but its just a gut instinct. Basic feelings from before are there. She loved me the minute she opened her eyes."

"Hurray for you." Elliot rolled his eyes.

"What's the case?"

"Don't worry about it. Almost done."

"We used to work pretty well together, Beck. I think for the time being we can set aside our differences, and do the fuckin job."

"Nice language."

"Screw you."

"No thanks. Pretty lousey last time." She was giving him a death glare that would kill most men.

"Look, I said I'm sorry. I wanted things to work out, but guess what?"

"Things don't always work out. Olivia came back, and you didn't even have the balls to tell me."

"Its complicated, Daniella."

"You don't get to call me that. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Good."

"Great."

"Wonderful," she countered.

"Terrific."

"Shut it."

"You Shut it!"

"Ass hole!"

"Bitch!"

"Stabler! Beck! Office, 5 minutes ago," Cragen thundered. The two, who were now standing nose to nose over the desks groaned and wandered in. "Sit your asses down and don't even think about saying a word. I don't want to write the two of you up, but so help me, if you bring your little lover's quarrel into my squad room, The Wrath Of Liv isn't going to be the worst thing you've ever faced. You you understnad? And I said NOT A WORD! You are allowed to nod at this point!" His voice was dangerously loud as he towered over the two detectives. They both nodded. "Good. Stabler, you will treat Beck with respect, and you will back her every move. Beck, you will fill in Stabler on what he's missed the last two months and then you will back his every move. And I do not mean that in any way other than as partners!"

"Yes sir," Elliot said.

"I understand sir."

"Get the hell out of my office."

"After you," Elliot said, bowing sarcastically to Dani.

"No, please, after you."

"I insist-"

"JUST! Go!" Don thundered. The two stumbled out of the office and passed passionately angry glares.

"All you had to do was call me," she said softly as she passed him and headed to her locker.

"Dani," he said, rubbing his forehead. "I'm sorry. I wanted to, but I didn't know what to say. I thought it was just the one night, and when you wanted more, I..."

"Ran and hid behind your partner?"

"Yeah." She rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry I hurt you."

"Look," she said, staring ice sicles at him. "I've moved on, and I'm doing just great. I don't need your pitty."

"I know you don't need or want pitty. Wasn't what I offered. I was just saying I'm sorry that I hurt you. You deserve better than that," he said softly as he dropped into his desk.

"Don't worry about it. Cassidy and I have moved on from you and Olivia." Elliot thought back. It hadn't occured to him that Olivia did the same thing with Brian that he had with Dani. "Oh, that one's taken care of. He's being sentenced today. This one needs a once-over. We're pretty much stuck on it," she said dropping a file onto his desk.

"Thanks."

"Any time."

"Is all forgiven?" he asked, not taking his eyes off of the new file.

"Yeah, I guess. You're still an ass."

"And you're still a bitch."

"As long as we're clean," she said, grinning.

"So...you and Cassidy?"

"Yeah. He's a good guy."

"One of the better to come through here. Good luck with that."

"You and Olivia?"

"Nothing official yet, but-"

"Don't you dare deny anything. You've been in-love with her for years-"

"Elliot?" Olivia said from the door, smiling warmly at him. Elliot blushed to his ears.

"Hey, Benson," Munch called, passing her on his way in. "What brings you down to the 1-6? You miss us terribly?"

"No, Elliot left this on the kitchen table. Thought he'd need it." She handed him the file, and grinned down at him. "Good morning?"

"Eh," he relpied. "I miss vacation."

"I miss work," she said, looking around the room. "Elliot, can we talk a minute?"

"Sure," he said. They made their way up to the roof. "You okay?"

"You're in-love with me?" Elliot turned red again and turned and looked over the edge. "Elliot, how long?"

"Jesus, I don't know." he said, sighing. "Long time...long before Kathy left.

"I know you love me, I felt it the minute I looked in your eyes. But in-love? This changes things a bit, doesn't it..."

"Does it?"

"Not for me, hell we've been sleeping together for damn near a month now," she said seductively. Elliot planted a kiss on her lips. She sighed into his sweet taste as his arms pulled her closer. Olivia tilted her head to deepen the kiss. He tasted like coffee and bagel. "El," she whispered as he trailed his lips down her jaw and onto her neck.

"Hmmm," he moaned, still kissing her.

"I can't stay," she said stepping back. "Doctor's appointment and lunch with Casey."

"I thought you were done with all that weekly visit garbage..."

"Different doctor. Its marked on my calender that I need to make my yearly-"

"Women's Doc?"

"Yeah."

"Go...don't wanna hear about that..." Elliot shuddred, bringing a light hearted laugh from Olivia. Her laughter brought a relaxed smile across his face. "Have a good day, and call me if you need anything."

"I will," she said, smiling back over her shoulder as she walked away.

Casey smiled when she saw her friend sipping a coffee. They'd agreed to meet for lunch at Olivia's favorite coffee spot, and sure enough, the brown-eyed woman was smiling over the hot liquid. Casey never felt sorry for Olivia for losing the amnesia. It was a gift, wrapped in ugly paper. While the fall scared them all, and the coma took its toll, the person Olivia was now was amazing. She was the same person, but so much happier. Olivia joked openly, laughed without worry that it was too loud. She wasn't afraid to relax, or to make friends.

And she had almost no recollection of the horrible cases she worked.

The whole squad envied that.

"Hey, Liv. You look great!"

"Thanks. I feel great." I pulled up my chair and sat with her. "So, I have news."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant." Casey felt her jaw drop and her eys bug out. "Is this a bad thing?"

"I'll kill him-"

"Who?"

"Elliot! That son-of-a-bitch took advantage of you, Olivia! You've arrested people for less and had me prosecute them!" Olivia laughed and pulled her friend back into the chair.

"This wasn't planned, and it wasn't forced...well...I kinda pushed him into it...but-" Casey held up her hands

"Don't! I don't need nor do I WANT the details!" Olivia laughed again and sipped at her celebratory last coffee. "What does Elliot think?"

"He's really...he's just so...-"

"You don't no how to tell him?"

"No idea."

"Olivia, he may not take this too well. Just...be prepared. Okay?"

"Why wouldn't he be excited?" Casey mentally groaned.

"Just call me if you need me to kick him in the forehead. Okay?" Olivia nodded, with a worried expression coming over her face.

"Olivia," Elliot called though the apartment. He found her asleep in their bedroom. He dove onto the bed, waking her. "Hey, Babe!"

"How was work?"

"Casey's acting like a psychopath, Cragen yanked me into his office about 6 times to lecture me on you. What did you tell Casey at Lunch?"

"What did they say?"

"Casey threatened me with death if I made you cry, even once. Cragen first reminded me that if he thought I was taking advantage of you, I'd be done as a cop, followed by the importance of trust, and then twice asked me how you were doing-"

"Pregnant. I'm pregnant."

Silence filled the apartment.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm 4 weeks along."

"That's...wow...Olivia," he said gently. "So, basically, our first time was a home run, eh?" Liv laughed. "Are you okay with that?"

"I was, but Casey said you may not jump for joy over this-"

"She was wrong, Livvie," he said smiling at her. "I'm a little scared, but I'm happy, Olivia." Olivia fell into his arms crying. "We're really going to have a baby?"

"Yeah," she said.

"I hope she's as beautiful as you are, my Olivia."

The hottest months of summer ended around the time Olivia stopped throwing up anything and everything that went down. September lead in with cooler evenings and windy days. By the first of October, anyone who looked at her could tell that there was a tiny life growing inside her. Initially, the squad was bitter and defensive about the pregnancy. Fin and Munch hauled Elliot out to the roof and ripped him a new one for taking advantage of an amnesiac.

It had taken Cragen an hour to talk them out of a rage. Once the baby kicked, and the group all felt it at Sunday dinner, all hard feelings were gone, and they were happy for the couple.

In her time off, Olivia read as much as possible. She wanted to go back to work as a cop. She read all the books that had been heres in criminal law, and other required reading for the degree. In September, she was back at SVU, strictly talking with the victims and helping them through their trauma, taking their statement, and filing paper work.

Her doctors had hopes that it would jog her memory; being back at work. There were one or two things familiar, but nothing new came. She had 6 memories now to look back on; Alex, Casey and coffee, Dinner with the Stablers, a young woman who gave birth to her brother and threw him in the trash, sipping wine with a woman with blue eyes, and Cragen looking at a yellow card with an old magnifine glass, and Elliot whispering 'Police Work.'

Her goal was to build from those memories on, but nothing came.

Even though it was early October, the apartment always felt too warm for her, especially while they were getting the nursery together. Painting and putting furnature together was something she expected Elliot to be good at, having four children and all. To the amusement of Liv, Maureen, and Casey, he was horrible with Olivia's took box. Liv thanked god that the crib they picked out was more like a puzzle; it snapped together with no tools needed.

"Its freezing in here," Maureen said, pulling her sweater on tight.

"Are you kidding?" Olivia said, leaning into the breeze that flowed throught the open window. "I could use about 5 degrees colder." Olivia turned quickly, knocking Elliot and the drinks he was carrying. He moaned in pain where the coffee burned his skin.

"Dad! Are you okay? I'll get some towels." Maureen dashed from the room.

"Elliot! Oh god! I'm sorry!" Olivia said, reaching for him. Tears stung her eyes. She was hormonal, and now terrified that she'd burned Elliot.

"Liv," he said, looking up. "I'm okay. Its all right." He looked back down at his hands. Casey took the coffee cups into kitchen while Maureen wrapped the cool wet towl on his hands.

A new memory flooded Olivia.

A man had a gun to Elliot's head. They were both yelling at her; the man...Gat...Grin...Git..Gitano! Gitano was yelling for her to put the gun down, and Elliot was yelling for her to shoot him.

"I'll tell you where she is."

"Where?"

"She's in a van parked in a garage in Newark. She might still be alive."

"He's lying." Elliot looked so scared. His brave mask was fading and she could see it.

"I know."

"He's never gonna tell us."

"You're right." Elliot was fighting so hard not to cry.

"We can all walk out of here alive if you just put the gun down."

"Its alright."

"I'm sorry..." Elliot closed his eyes and prepared himself to die. He knew he was going to die.

"Olivia? Liv?" Olivia was breathing hard, staring blankly at them. "Benson, look at me. What's going on?" Olivia snapped her head up and looked into his eyes for a second before pulling him into a hug that made it hard for him to breathe.

"Gitano. What...what happened?" she whispered, tears flowing down her cheeks. Elliot backed up and wiped her eyes.

"Sniper took him out, we found the girl. Alive. We found the girl alive."

Seven. She now had seven memories to go back to.