Stay Chapter 4: Come On Get Higher, a law and order: svu fanfic

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Characters and show belong to Dick Wolf, music and lyrics belong to Sugarland. The song is called Come On Get Higher by Sugarland. Music and lyrics originally by Matt Nathanson.

A/N: I left out the "Sing sha la la la" part because... Well I had no idea how to work with it.

Olivia was nearing 20 weeks in her pregnancy and had a clearly visible baby bump. She had left SVU and returned to Computer Crimes for the baby's safety.

Elliot had been working long hours so he could get in as much time now before the baby came. And this case had sent him to Chicago, Illinois. He had been gone for almost three weeks now.

"Hi, baby," Olivia cooed into the phone when Elliot picked up.

"I can't talk long, they're watching," he whispered on the other end.

"They're always watching," she whined childishly, grinning. "Just talk to me. Tell me how you are. You're okay? When are you coming home?"

Over in Chicago, Elliot smiled, though Olivia couldn't see. "I'm okay, baby. I don't know when I'll come home... I think I've almost got this guy."

There was a pause as Olivia pouted to herself.

"How are you? How's the baby?"

"The baby's good and healthy. You know, I had my ultrasound today?"

Elliot smiled broadly. "And?" his voice was excited and anxious.

Olivia sighed happily, laying down on the bed in the new lacy underwear she'd bought for her inflated breasts. She looked at the ultrasound photos she'd gotten earlier that day and smiled. "Do you want me to tell you what it is?"

Elliot sighed, contemplating the offer. "No. No, don't tell me. I want to find out in person."

"I miss you, El."

"I miss you, too, Livvie."

"I want you back here. So badly," she moaned.

"I want to be back, too, baby. I really do."

"No, I want you back here and I want you on top of me and I want you in me," she moaned the last two words in a seductive whisper.

He grinned and Olivia sensed it, grinning too.

I miss the sound of your voice
I miss the rush of your skin
I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

"Are you sure that's okay for the baby?"

"I asked the doctor and he said it was normal for sexual desire to increase after the first couple of months of pregnancy. So... Yeah. I'm sure," she said playfully.

Elliot sighed again and bit his lip. He was becoming hard just thinking about it. He rubbed his ear on his shoulder, frustrated. "Livvie, stop," he whispered.

She smiled, knowing she was making him hard.

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget

"How is everybody?" Elliot asked, trying to change the subject.

Olivia ran a hand through her hair and closed her eyes. "Everybody's fine. The boys have been helping me set up the new house and paint the room for the baby. Your kids came and said hi the other day. Maureen, too."

"Maureen? Really?"

"You sound surprised."

"Well, she always said she was too busy with college to come visit."

"I guess she found some time," Olivia chuckled. "She has some exciting news, too. Do you want to wait for her to tell you, or do you want me to tell you now?"

"She's not pregnant, too, is she?"

"No, no," she laughed. "Nothing like that."

"Oh, thank god."

"They wanted me to tell you that they love you and can't wait for you to get back."

Elliot smiled, desperately missing his children. And Olivia.

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

Two more long weeks had passed and the gears in the door clicked quietly as the key turned in the lock. The man pushed it open and walked in, closing the door quietly behind him. The house was quiet and dark in the middle of the night. The only light seeped in through the windows from the street lights outside.

He quietly crept up stairs. The door to the master bedroom was slightly ajar and he peeked in. There was a woman in a thin strapped, lacy tank-top and baggy blue pajama pants lying on the bed. Her belly bulged under her shirt with the baby growing inside her. She was sprawled across the bed on her side with a pillow under her belly. She looked uncomfortably.

He smiled and crept around behind her. He laid down on the bed and wrapped his arm around her, holding her belly. She moaned sleepily turned her head to look at the man.

"You're home!" she exclaimed tiredly.

He kissed her gently. "Yeah, I'm home baby." He closed his eyes and nuzzled his nose into her hair.

"Nah, uh-uh. No sleeping now. You get your pants off and do me right now," she demanded, sitting up, widely awake.

I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet, perfect words that you said

"Livvie," Elliot tried reasoning.

"No. I'm too horny to sleep. Come on, get 'em off."

Olivia started undoing Elliot's belt, not waiting for him.

"Liv..." he began between her kisses, but stopped objecting when she pulled her shirt off.

Then, both of them, moving quickly, ripped off their clothes.

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget

As Elliot began to reach his high, kissing Olivia's neck violently, she leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Drown me. In your love," she panted.

He thought about pulling out, still feeling awkward about the baby, but by then it was too late anyway.

Olivia moaned loudly in pleasure.

When the two were finished and laid panting on the bed, Olivia took his hand and put it on her stomach. He could feel the baby kick under his hand. He rolled onto his side and looked at Olivia excitedly.

"It's kicking," he informed her.

"I was aware," she laughed.

There was a pause as Elliot rubbed her belly gently.

"Do you wanna know the sex?"

"What is it?"

"On the nightstand," she said, gesturing her head toward the nightstand beside him.

Elliot rolled over and picked up the ultrasound photos. He looked at them carefully for several long minutes. Olivia watched him and stroked his hair, smiling broadly.

"It's a girl?" he asked, looking up at her.

She nodded. "I hope you're not disappointed."

He smiled broadly. "How could I be?" he beamed. "She's perfect. She's ours."

Elliot rubbed her stomach as he leaned up and kissed her tenderly.

"I love you, El."

I miss the sound of your voice
I taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils and God when you come on
Hold on...

"I love you, too," he whispered tenderly.

They smiled lovingly at one another.

"She's gonna be a soccer player," Olivia said, looking down at her stomach and resting her hands on it.

Elliot smiled and leaned down, putting his lips to her belly gently and kissed it.

"Do you have any names you're particularly fond of?"

Elliot thought for a minute. "No. I don't. What about you?"

"Haven't thought of any yet. We'll figure it out in time, I'm not worried. She'll find us."

"Are you happy? I mean... with me? That we're having this baby?"

"Of course I'm happy, I've never been happier."

She hugged him tight and smiled warmly.

Because everything works in your arms