A/N: Wow. I actually updated, it's a miracle.

I got several personal messages asking for me to continue or at least wrap up the story and so here we are!

I have to admit I lost interest in EO for a while there and still haven't fully gained my stride back yet. I had major writers block and still kind of do.

I want to put this chapter out there to see if any of my readers are still there and interested...

Review and let me know!

XX Kate

"You, Olivia Benson, are a pro," Elliot chuckled from his seat on the couch.

Olivia turned from her crouched position on the floor and smirked, "You know what? Changing a diaper is not as hard as I had originally thought. It came pretty naturally, actually..."

Elliot smiled wide, "That is because you are naturally a good mother."

I'm not a mother, Olivia thought, but didn't say out loud. She couldn't bring herself to say it...not yet, anyway. It had been a week since the night that Elliot had slept over and to say she was getting attached to the idea of a family was an understatement.

She pushed the idea from her mind for what seemed like the hundredth time this morning.

"Natty, what do you say we start using the potty instead?" Olivia asked, tickling the small girl's bare stomach.

Natalie giggled and shook her head, her blonde curls bouncing around her face.

"No, huh?" Olivia laughed, kissing Natalie on the cheek.

"Don't rush it," Elliot advised, "Dickie and Liz didn't learn until at least three years old. It's different for every kid...and considering all that's happened, I'm not surprised she doesn't want to."

"I'm potty trained!" Noah piped up from his spot snuggled next to Elliot.

"That's right, Noah," Olivia laughed, standing up, "So what do we have planned today, El?" she asked, lifting Natalie into her arms.

"Well," Elliot started hesitantly, "I was actually thinking we do something fun. The weather is lifted a bit, so I was hoping that we could all go ice skating!"

"That sounds fun, what do you think Nat?" Olivia asked, bouncing the girl slightly on her hip.

Natalie didn't speak but she nodded vigorously and smiled.

"We've never ice skated before," Charlotte informed them nervously.

"That's alright. I'm not very good at it myself, but Elliot can teach you," Olivia reassured her.

Charlotte nodded although she wasn't entirely convinced.

...

The public skating rink was crowded and Olivia could tell that all three children were nervous and slightly overwhelmed by the sight before them.

"This will be fun," she assured Charlotte, as she laced her skates into tight bows.

"I don't want to fall, Olivia," Charlotte whispered into her ear.

Olivia smiled at the girl, "You won't fall Char, I promise. I will be right with you the whole time."

This seemed to calm Charlotte because she nodded and then attempted to stand on her wobbly skates. Charlotte and Olivia grasped hands and made their way to rink, Elliot in tow with Natalie and Noah in each of his arms.

After just a few minutes of attempting to skate it became apparent that neither Olivia nor Elliot was any good, and the group ended up skating while holding onto the wall for support. The only one who had ventured away from the wall was Noah. He was a few feet from Olivia and was slowly but surely putting one foot in front of the other.

"Noah, how did you get so good at this?" Olivia asked genuinely as she struggled to even stay in an upright position.

Noah grinned back, "I'm pretty good at most things," he bragged, causing everyone to laugh.

Olivia's giggle caused her to wobble and she grabbed onto Elliot's shirt for support.

"Hey, hey now!" Elliot yelped, stumbling forward in surprise. "I can hardly stand up on my own, here."

"What happened to you being such a professional ice skater," Olivia asked, stabilizing them both by wrapped her arms around his waist.

Elliot scoffed humorously, "I never said that, you just assumed."

Elliot turned himself around in Olivia's arms and kissed her on the top of her head.

"My mistake, I was told that Elliot Stabler was good at most things," Olivia purred.

"Hmm, well you would be right about that. He is good at most things, ice skating is just not one of them," he laughed out loud.

"Well, you are good at the things that count," Olivia smiled, tilting her head towards his.

Their lips were centimeters from each other's when Noah's voice came ringing from across the rink.

"Help!" came his cry.

Olivia spotted him through the crowd on the opposite wall, clinging to the wall in fear.

"I don't think he can get back by himself," Charlotte informed them, worriedly.

"I'll go get him, I think I can get there faster than El," Olivia said confidently, taking her first stride across the ice. She wasn't thinking about her own safety or worrying about falling, all she was thinking about was Noah cowering in fear a few yards away.

She was beginning to get her pace...one, two, three, one, two, three...She was now mere feet away...one, two, three...

"Watch out!" came an unfamiliar voice. She glanced to her left, but it was too late. A large body was colliding with her side, throwing her across the ice.

And then everything was black.

A/N: Short chapter and not my best work. But give me a break, I haven't written in a few months. With a little encouragement it will come right back!

Review, review, review!