A/N: Saturday update for ya'll. It's a beautiful morning and I wrote this outside on my deck, with the birds chirping and sun shining – Goodness, it was brilliant. This chapter reflects my mood and I hope you like it!

Thanks for your continued support – I love you all with my whole heart!

Oh, and I always forget this – Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS

XXX Kate XXX

"Mommy!" The little angel called running through the garden. She turned and beckoned her and then quickly disappeared behind a tree. Olivia smiled and followed obligingly. When she reached the tree the little girl had disappeared and only a small yellow ribbon remained wrapped around one of the lower branches. Olivia grasped the ribbon between her fingers but it disintegrated at her touch. She gazed up to the sky and tried to look for the angel but she was nowhere to be seen, and Olivia knew she would never see her again…

"Mommy…" The voice whispered again.

"Mommy…"

Olivia closed her eyes and she could almost feel the graze of the girl's soft hand on her shoulder.

"Mommy…"

Olivia opened her eyes and woke from her dream.

"Mommy…" said a little girl at her side, tugging at the sleeve of Olivia's t-shirt.

Olivia blinked her eyes rapidly and tried to adjust to the darkness. She fumbled for the light at her bedside table and switched it on.

There Natalie stood, her blonde curls springing messily in all directions, looking small and innocent in her light pink nightgown.

"Nat, baby, what are you doing up?" she whispered, sitting up and taking the girl's hands in her own.

The clock shone – 3:30AM.

The girl looked shyly down at the floor but didn't say a word.

Something stirred to the left of Olivia and she flinched. It was Elliot – Olivia's stomach did a somersault. She had forgotten what had happened the previous night.

Natalie put her arms up, asking to be picked up.

Olivia smiled and pulled her up into bed, moving her in between her and Elliot.

"Did you have a bad dream, Natty?" Olivia asked pulling her in close to her side and wrapping her arms around her tightly.

Natalie nodded and snuggled in closer.

Elliot had woken in the meantime and was smirking at Olivia on the opposite side of Natalie. He then scooted closer to Natalie and wrapped his arms around Olivia so that they were enveloping Natalie on both sides.

Olivia and Elliot stared into each other's eyes as the small girl snuggled in between them.

Elliot couldn't stop smiling. He loved waking up to Olivia beside him and with Natalie between them it felt so right.

He leaned over and kissed her briefly without saying a word and soon they were all three drifting back to sleep.

…

Elliot woke four hours later to the sun shining brightly through the window. It was the first sunny day New York had had in a few weeks. Elliot felt like that was appropriate. He looked to his right and watched Natalie and Olivia sleep, Olivia's arm slung protectively over the little girl. Elliot was the happiest guy in the entire city and the sun streaming into the room accurately captured his mood.

Olivia, subconsciously feeling Elliot's gaze, woke slowly and smiled even before her eyes were open and adjusted.

"Good morning, beautiful," Elliot whispered as to not wake Natalie.

Olivia smirked, "You're so full of it Stabler."

Elliot chuckled quietly, "So last night…"

"Was amazing," Olivia finished.

"Agreed."

"Of course our first time had to be in a bathtub," Olivia said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"We never have been conventional," Elliot laughed.

Olivia shook her head and grinned, "I can't believe I let myself live without that for twelve years, and all along you were right there."

"I'm an idiot," Elliot agreed.

"Why?"

"Because you are the sexiest woman alive," he growled softly, "And I didn't let you know how I felt sooner," he paused and looked at her seriously, "Liv, we could have had a life together…"

She smiled softly, "We still can Elliot, were not dead yet," she laughed.

"I know…I guess you're right. It's just, I feel so foolish for wasting time and not being bold enough to take action sooner…I'm a wimp – a coward, a pussy!" he cursed quietly.

"Elliot, Elliot, Elliot," Olivia shook her head and placed her hand tentatively on his chest. "Let me assure you…you are not a pussy," she whispered erotically, her voice dipping to dangerous territory. "I found that out last night," she continued, her hand running down his chest and stomach – she loved the feel of his warm skin and taught muscles.

He shuddered as her hand moved lower, "Liv," he groaned, "You're torturing me…we can't do anything with Nat in here," he whispered taking her hand in his to stop her from going any lower.

She closed her eyes, "You're right…sorry, it's just what you do to me, Elliot," she smiled.

Elliot shook the image of Olivia, naked and under him from his mind.

"We should get up," Elliot suggested, moving the covers from himself.

He walked around to Olivia's side of the bed and leaned down to kiss her properly. His kiss said so many things to Olivia – love, passion, and loyalty – all with one caress.

"I'll make coffee," he said, separating from her.

He turned to go and Olivia grabbed onto his waist – just above his boxers – before he could leave. She gestured him back down and Olivia kissed him more passionately, moving her hand to the back of his head to increase the pressure.

She separated first and smirked – he just shook his head, "God woman," he sighed.

He stared lovingly at her, "Okay, now coffee," he said, finding it hard to turn and go.

Olivia pinched his butt as he turned. He turned and winked.

When he left Olivia just sighed in content. Elliot was her man now. My man…

A/N: This chapter made me extremely happy to write…let me know your thoughts!

Oh, and all though the story is all "la di da" happy, cute, fluffy, etc. – trouble is on its way!

Stay tuned!

-Kate