A/N: Will got out of jail. He and Morgan are getting a marriage license, as we speak. Or...I type. Same thing.The baby is a girl. Her name is either going to be Kristen Virginia Reynolds or Virginia Kristen Reynolds. They might change their minds later, they still have a while til the baby is born. But...Virginia is after Will's Mother. Kristen is Morgan's middle name. And the baby is going to have Will's last name.

"Morning, Elliot." Olivia greeted with a smile, shuffling over to her desk and plopping her bag down.

When Elliot didn't answer, Olivia turned around to see him staring off into space. He looked to be lost in thought.He was cute when he was thinking.

"El?" Olivia asked, walking around their desks to lean against his.

"Oh, Morning." Elliot said, snapping out of his thoughts.

"What's wrong?"

"I told her, last night." He replied.

Olivia looked down at the floor, not wanting to see his face for the moment.

"Why?" She looked back up.

"She's my wife. I couldn't just keep it from her."

"Yeah, well...She's your wife. You shouldn't have been cheating on her either. But you did." Olivia countered.

"Don't make this my fault. You were there too. The blame is just as much yours as it is mine." Elliot was started to get angry.

"I'm not blaming you. It's just that...if you had to pick a time to be a good husband, why does it have to be now? Why wasn't it then?" She asked calmly.

"Olivia.." He said in a warning tone.

"Let's just get to work, huh?" She pushed herself off of his desk and went back to her own.

"I'm sorry. Kathy didn't take it well. I'm a little stressed." Elliot apologized.

"What did you expect, Elliot?" Olivia laughed.

"I think I was expecting a lot worse. Thought she was going to kill me. Now I'm paranoid that she's going to jump out from around every corner. Ya know?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I would be too. In fact, should I be worried?" She turned around in a circle, looking for something or someone. "She's not going to...poison me or...spit acid at me or anything, right?"

Elliot laughed. Olivia could always make him feel better.

"If she's planning on killing us, she'll go for me first. That should give you a heads up." He said.

"Note to self: If Elliot dies, witness protection program it is." She mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

He chuckled at her and turned back to his paperwork. He felt better already.

I think I'm going to write more later. Most likely. I've got nothing going on. Oh, scratch that. I have a celebration to be at. If I write more, I'll post it after said celebration. I'll write it during the "celebration," that way all I have to do is type it up. So, if nothing comes up, it'll be up by like...midnight or something...