but now here's this tiny baby /
and they say she looks just like me /
and she is smiling at me /
with that present/infant glee /
and i would defend /
to the ends of the earth /
her perfect right to be/

-Present/Infant, Ani DiFranco

Fin, Munch, Cragen, Casey, Lola, Leo, Maureen, Kathleen, Lizzie, Dickie and Eli all stood in complete silence. Their glassy eyes watched as medical professionals entered in and out of Olivia's delivery suite. They had been waiting for almost six hours. Their only update came through a nurse stating that the first baby had gotten it's shoulder stuck so the delivery had gotten a little more complicated. The information had come three hours earlier, around the same time Lola and Leo had joined the waiting party. They informed the squad that Ryan Turner had jumped a ridge in Elliot's car and landed in the Hudson River. The divers had pulled his body out and he was being transported to the morgue.

Cragen sighed loudly. He was displeased with the lack of communication between the doctors and himself.

Munch caught the sigh, "Sir, no news means good news."

Cragen was about to retort when the door to Olivia's room swung open and Elliot's smiling face appeared before the assembly.

"She did amazingly."

The sighs of relief filled the empty hallway. Maureen smiled at her elated father, "How is she?"

"She's great."

Casey could not supress her delight, "How are they?"

Elliot's smile reached from ear to ear and all the exhaustion and pain effecting his body left him completely, "They're perfect."

Olivia stood at her kitchen sink, washing a glass pie plate free of crumbs and cinnamon, when a jab in the leg forced her to turn around. She looked down to see a pair of cosmic, cerulean eyes smiling up at her from underneath a head of jet-black, overgrown curls. Her eyes then flitted to the shiny black gun that was digging into the flesh of her thigh.

"Johnathon, if you shoot momma with that gun, there is gunna be serious trouble."

Johnny giggled and lowered the gun to his side. Olivia let out a deep breath when suddenly the kitchen filled with a loud blast. Olivia jumped to cover her son with her body. The kitchen then filled with giggles and Elliot appeared with Johnny's twin sister Ani. Ani handled an exact copy of the cap gun that Johnny held in his hand. She also featured the same cerulean eyes and mess of dark curls. She was the spitting image of her mother but she held the same mischievous and stubborn attitude that her father was notorious for. Johnny had managed to be a perfect balance of his mother and father in appearance but he matched Olivia in the kind spirit and patience that she displayed daily with victims and her three-year old twins.

Olivia placed her hands on her hips and glared at her partner, "Elliot! I wish you wouldn't buy them those stupid toy guns!" She scolded her partner as he lifted his daughter onto his shoulders. Elliot laughed and Olivia's frown grew as she pried the gun from Johnny's hands. The toddler whined and attempted to regain possession of the cheap piece of plastic from his mother but failed. Olivia could sense her sons forthcoming tantrum and she swiftly lifted him up into her arms and handed him a home-made peanut-butter cookie. This quelled his desire to cause a scene and he quickly started in on the treat. It took a split second for Ani to start squirming on Elliot's shoulders and gesturing towards the goodie her brother was enjoying. Olivia grabbed another cookie from the mushroom-shaped jar and held it out to her daughter. Ani tried to grab the snack quickly but Olivia was faster. She gestured for the fake weapon to be relinquished first. Ani frowned but relented quickly, dropping the gun on the floor, leading Olivia to huff in frustration before handing over the cookie.

Elliot laughed as Olivia threw the guns into the garbage can, "Oh, come on Liv!"

"Elliot! It's not funny to trivialize shooting people!"

Elliot smiled, "How can you be a cop yet be so anti-guns?" He lowered his daughter to the ground and reached to pluck Johnny from the arms of his partner. Elliot kissed him on the forehead before his son squirmed out of his arms and ran into the living room with his sister.

Olivia returned to the kitchen sink and continued to scrub away the baked on crust from the pie plate. She tried to turn a blind eye to the fact that Elliot had ignored her the last time she asked him to stop buying the toy weapons. But she was clearly displeased. Suddenly she felt a soft tickling around her hips and carry over onto her stomach. She looked down to see Elliot's hands connected on the centre of her stomach. He was pulling her away from the sink and into his body. Olivia frowned and started to resist.

"Elliot, don't. You know I'm annoyed with you." She pulled back towards the sink.

"I know. That's why I'm trying to charm my way back into your good books." He then pulled her back from the sink and pressed her back up into his body. Olivia tried to struggle but he managed to keep her put.

"Let me go or I'm going to kick your ass." Olivia attempted to free herself from Elliot's grip but he was too solid in his hold on her. Olivia tried twisting away but Elliot wrapped his arms around her back and lifted her up under his arm. "Elliot! Put me down!" She yelled. Anyone else would have put the frustrated-sounding woman down instantly. But Elliot could hear the hint of amusement in her voice, so he continued in his attempts to get out of trouble. He lifted her up onto the kitchen counter so she was sitting facing him. He held her wrists as she tried to jump from the counter and he brought his lips down onto her neck. Instantly Olivia stopped fighting and she bent her head back to allow Elliot better access, "You bastard."

Elliot smiled into his kisses and moved his hands up onto her thighs and onto her hips while she ran her hands over his back and through his hair. Elliot trailed his kisses down over her shoulders and chest before connecting her lips. Olivia sighed into the kiss, "You never listen to me." She complained.

Elliot grinned into the kiss and bit her lip before answering, "I'm so sorry."

Olivia frowned as he started kissing her neck again, "Stop buying those stupid guns, please. They already have enough toys, they don't need anything that teaches them violence."

Elliot nodded, "I promise." He then pulled her off of the counter and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They continued necking passionately. Elliot could not help the heated reaction his body had towards his lover. Olivia gasped as Elliot's teeth nipped the hollow of her neck. She moaned when he started sucking on her neck. She could feel his hardness against her inner-thigh and it was taking all her self-restraint to keep herself from ripping his clothes off right there in their kitchen.

"El- the kids." She whispered but Elliot continued to work his charms on her neck. It was then that Olivia realized what he was doing. She tried to pull away from him, "No no no no!" She cried but she knew he had succeeded. She pulled away to see the intense satisfaction on Elliot's face. He had given her a hickey, "You asshole!" she cried in frustration as he lowered her to the floor. She covered the lovebite with her hand and shot fire into Elliot's eyes. "Fin already calls me a fourteen year-old because of the last two. Why would you do that?"

Elliot moved the collar of his shirt down a fraction of an inch and revealed four dark hickies on his neck, "These are from last night."

Olivia bit her lip and attempted to restrain her laughter, "Oh."

Elliot nodded, "Yeah. So, until these heal, I have to wear my shirt buttoned the whole way up, like some stiff ass insurance salesman."

"So you decided to move the heat onto me? Everybody is going to see this!"

Elliot shrugged cheekily, "I guess you'll have to think of something."

Olivia punched Elliot in the chest, "Bastard." She muttered.

Elliot grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his body, "I wasn't finished." He whispered menacingly.

Olivia glared at him and attempted to pull away again but Elliot maintained his hold on her, "Let go."

As quick as a flash, Elliot scooped her up into a fireman's carry and rushed towards the living room, "Ani! Johnny! I got mommy!"

In her upside down position Olivia could see her children pounce out from behind the couch. Johnny had stripped down to his underwear and wore a colander on his head as a helmet and held a duster in his hand for a weapon. Ani had managed to squeeze herself into an electric green spandex bodysuit and a toy police holster around her waist. They screamed like savage beasts as Elliot dropped Olivia onto the couch. They jumped onto their mother and quickly started the mission of tickling her every crevasse.

Olivia could not hold in the screaming and laughing that was escaping from her, "Elliot! Ani! No! Johnny! Stop!" She gasped as the trio of mischief makers attacked her.

"Say mercy!" Elliot yelled as he started assail her feet.

Olivia squealed like a schoolgirl and attempted to kick him away, "Never!" She cried as she lifted her children off of her chest and she flipped her body quickly so she had pinned Elliot to the end of the couch.

"Sprout, Bean, get daddy's toes!"

The toddlers squealed at the rare chance to invoke revenge against their father for all the times he had tickled them into tears. Elliot felt their tiny fingers running across his feet and it took all of his control to keep from kicking them across the room. Olivia straddled his chest, keeping his arms pinned to his sides with her knees. She laughed as he struggled underneath her. The twins giggled as Elliot cried out in protest, "Hey! Guys! No! Daddy's too ticklish!" Olivia shrieked as he freed his left arm and she lurched forward. He pulled her down to him and held her wrist so she could not escape him. They were eye to eye and Olivia's eyes widened at the look in her partners eyes. She knew she was in trouble. Elliot summoned all of his strength and lifted Olivia off of him and she went tumbling to the floor, getting tangled up with the twins on her way down.

Olivia grabbed Ani and Johnny and held their giggling, squirming forms in front of her, "Elliot- remember that you love me! I'm the mother of your children! Your partner, your best friend, your confidante!" She pleaded as he stood glowering over her.

Olivia shrieked as he hoisted his kids up into his arms and placed them on the couch to watch as he attacked their mother. The babes laughed as Elliot lowered into a sitting position on Olivia. He had just started to dig his fingers into her sides when the sudden pressure of the two children launching themselves onto his back threw him off balance and onto the floor beside Olivia.

"We win!" Ani cried as she jumped onto her father and Johnny hugged his mother. Elliot and Olivia laughed, laying side by side with their children sitting on their mother and father's stomachs, enjoying the rising and falling effects of their parents giggles.

The family laid in the same position, laughing and basking in the company of the people they loved most.

It wasn't until Ani was yawning and Johnny was rubbing his eyes in exhaustion that Elliot realized it was way past their bedtime, "Okay you boogers, let's get to bed."

"Daddy, I'm not tired." Ani protested as her father launched into a sitting position. Olivia followed suit and Johnny rested against his mother's chest. She took a peek at her children's ears. They were bright red.

"It's time for bed Bean." She held her free hand out to the now standing Elliot, who hoisted her up to him. Ani frowned at her parents and brother. Johnny had already fallen asleep on his mother. Elliot lifted his daughter into his arms and he followed Olivia up the stairs. They walked into the Alice-In-Wonderland themed bedroom and Olivia lowered her son onto his blue teacup bed. She managed to pull on his pajamas and tuck him in without a single peep from their son. Ani was another story. She was being stubborn, arms crossed over her chest as Elliot attempted to pull a nightie over her head.

"Ani, it's time for bed. Put your arms up."

Ani relented at the warning tone in her fathers voice and she raised her arms over her head so he could pull the pajamas on fully, "But I'm not-" Ani was cut off by the loud yawn that escaped her, "-tired."

Olivia smiled at her daughter as she tucked her into the pink teacup bed, "I know you're not Beaner. But mamma and daddy are so we want you to sleep."

Ani's eyelids had already drooped, "Fine." She whispered.

Olivia kissed her daughter and sons foreheads before turning towards Elliot. He took her hand and led her from the room. She shot one more glance back as she closed the door, "I love you." She whispered.

Olivia was shocked when the twins answered in unison, "Love you mama. Love you daddy."

That's it! The end! Sorry for the cheesy ending but I had to because I'm writing another story that isn't as happy... Thanks for all of the reviews and the encouragement! You guys rocks! Now, I have a few ideas floating around in my head for a sequel- what do you guys think?