A/N: Here is the next chapter. Decided to skip three years as to not have the story dragging on. Please read and review for more.
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Three years later
Olivia Marie Stabler woke late one morning to the feel of someone watching her. She opened her eyes to her husband's calming cerulean blue eyes staring back at her from where he lay beside her on their bed.
"Good morning," Olivia whispered groggily in greeting.
"Good morning baby," Elliot replied and placed a tender kiss on her dry lips.
"You watching me sleep again?"
Elliot grinned and planted another kiss on her lips. "Of course. I love to watch you sleep. Every morning I have to make sure you're really mine," he told her softly and placed his hand on her nine month baby bump, feeling their child move within.
"Honey, we've been married for three years and have a little girl on the way," she said, placing her hand over his on her stomach. "So you can be sure I'm yours. I'm gonna be yours forever," she assured him and smiled when they felt the baby do a somersault inside her womb.
"Baby must be squashed up in there."
Olivia nodded and moaned in discomfort, the baby kicking particularly hard. "No kidding. I can't wait to meet her," she replied and rested her forehead against his.
"Well not long now. She's due tomorrow. Do you feel like she will arrive today or tomorrow?"
"I don't know," Olivia whispered. "This is my first pregnancy, El. I'm just uncomfortable but I've been feeling uncomfortable for a couple months."
Elliot wrapped his arm around his wife and began to rub her back in an attempt to offer some relief from her sore back. "I'm sorry, love. But it will be so worth it when you're holding our baby in your arms," he told her and began to pepper her neck with light kisses.
Olivia moaned and arched in to him, pressing her large baby bump in to him. "Oh, God," she breathed. "I'm so horny... Make love to me, El."
"You sure you can handle it?" he asked concerned after last time they tried but couldn't finish because she got too tired.
"Please, El. I need you," she panted. She was so wet and ready already.
Elliot reached under Olivia's night gown and pulled down her panties and threw them somewhere behind him, not caring where they landed.
In response, Olivia turned on to her back and groaned.
"What is it?" Elliot asked concerned, stopping himself from pulling off his boxers, which were now around his ankles, looking in to her eyes.
"Can't even get comfortable laying on my back anymore," she sighed and rested her hand on her tummy again.
"Sit up," beautiful," Elliot whispered, grabbing a spare pillow from the floor beside the bed.
With difficulty, Olivia did just that and watched her loving husband put the pillow behind her back before laying back down.
"Is that better?" he asked.
"A little. Thanks, hon," she replied with a smile and rubbed her hands down his back as he laid above her, keeping his weight off her stomach.
"You ready?" he asked, gently opening her legs to accommodate him.
Olivia nodded and Elliot very gently and slowly slid his member in to her wet and ready womanhood, right up to the kilt in one fluid motion.
Olivia moaned and panted as she forced her body to accept his welcomed intrusion.
"You okay?"
"Yeah," she replied, breathlessly. "Please move."
Elliot began to move as ordered, slowly at first but as he began to speed up, Olivia groaned and started to whimper, causing Elliot to stop in an instant.
"What's wrong, baby?"
"So uncomfortable," she whispered, a tear falling from her eye.
"Want to try a different position?"
Nodding, Olivia said, "Yes please."
"Okay. How you want to try this?" he asked, pulling himself out of her.
"Can you please help me up?"
"Sure," Elliot replied and got up before helping his heavily pregnant wife up and off the bed.
"If I lean against the bed post, can we try it that way?"
"Anyway you feel comfortable is fine with me, Liv," he assured her and waited till she was in position and comfortable.
"Okay," she whispered," I think I'm ready now."
Elliot nodded and grabbed her hips, getting a gentle grip on them before lining himself up at her entrance before sliding in to her again from behind.
Olivia exhaled a deep breath and began to move in sync with her husband's thrusts.
The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies hitting one another and the sounds of pleasure before they both reached near simultaneous climaxes.
Elliot had to hold Olivia up otherwise her legs would give out as she tried to regulate her breathing again. "Are you okay?" he asked, rubbing her sweaty arms up and down.
Olivia nodded. "Just need to sit down," she replied softly.
"Okay, come on, baby," he murmured and helped her back down on the bed.
"I think I need a nap," Olivia laughed and laid down, her eyes drifting closed as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Elliot smiled and joined his wife in dreamland, wrapping his arms around her middle and resting his hand on her bump.
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Olivia slept right through her first few contractions before a particularly powerful one rippled through her lower abdomen and back. She sprung up in the bed, her hand shooting straight to the bottom of her baby bump. "Ugh!" she groaned and thumped Elliot in the back.
"Ow! What was that for?!" Elliot asked, his voice groggy with sleep.
"It's time!" she cried, rubbing her bump.
"Time for what?" Elliot asked, rolling over in the bed to face her, still half asleep.
"The baby's coming, you idiot," she groaned breathless as the contraction slowly faded away.
"What?! Really?" he asked, shooting up out of bed to get dressed.
"Yes." She slowly pushed herself up, so she could get changed.
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Elliot and Olivia arrived at Mercy General Hospital just over an hour later at sixteen past three.
Elliot pulled into the packed car park and drove around looking for a park.
"Oh, God!" Olivia screeched in pain again as another contraction reeked havoc on her body.
"Hang on, Liv. I found a park," he reassured her and pulled into the available space.
He then quickly got out of the car and ran around to her side, opened the door. "Come on, sweetie," he said softly and helped her out of the passenger seat.
Olivia leaned on Elliot heavily as he guided her into the large, busy building and up to the reception desk on the maternity floor. "My wife is in labor," he told the nurse standing beside the tall, organized desk.
"Okay, sir. Name?"
"Olivia Stabler."
"First child?"
"Yes," he replied, rubbing Olivia's back, knowing her next contraction would be hitting at any moment.
"OB's name?"
"Doctor Amelie Cusak," he answered and before anything else could be said Olivia screamed again and the sound of gush of water hitting the floor. "Ah, her water just broke," he alerted the nurse.
In response, the nurse got up in an instant. "I'll get an available doctor and then page Doctor Cusak," she said and rushed off.
"Breath through it, baby. You got this," he whispered in her ear as he continued to rub her back.
Olivia leaned against the desk, putting her weight in her arms. "I hope she doesn't want to take her precious time coming out," she panted, coming down from the wave of pain.
"If she's stubborn like you, then she very well could," Elliot joked and kissed her cheek.
"Mrs Stabler? I'm Dr. Jennifer Gibson. I'll be your doctor until your doctor can get here. Let's get you admitted, honey, and see how far away this little one is from making their appearance," she said and motioned to the wheelchair she'd wheeled out for her.
"Come on, baby, take a seat," Elliot said, helping her sit down.
"Sir, you need to sign these but you can do it by your wife's side and bring them back," said the nurse, passing Elliot the forms.
Elliot took the forms and then grabbed the handles of the wheelchair. "Let's go, Livvie. Let's bring our baby girl into this world," he said softly and leaned over to kiss her cheek.
"Yeah, let's," Olivia agreed, rubbing circles on her extended abdomen, trying to calm the extremely active fetus, who was determined to make her appearance a day early.
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In the hospital room, Elliot helped Olivia into a flimsy, butt-showing gown, which Olivia wasn't very keen on wearing but she guessed it was better then being bucked naked in front of a room of strangers when the time came to push out her baby.
"Tie me up, El?" Olivia asked, putting to the ties on the back of the gown.
"Sure, baby," replied Elliot and tied her up. "You want to lay down?"
"Yeah... Ahhhh!" she screamed as another powerful contraction coursed through her abdomen. She leaned forward on to the bed as Elliot rubbed her lower back trying to offer some pain relief.
"You got this, beautiful, you can do it. Just breath through it," Elliot encouraged, continuing to rub her lower back.
"Wow, this is really going to kick my ass," Olivia panted once the pain faded.
"Do you want an Epidural?" Elliot asked concerned as he helped her to lay down on the bed.
"Ah, no," she replied, shaking her head, trying to get as comfortable as possible. "I want to do this naturally, El."
"Okay, Liv. I'll be here right by your side the whole time, holding your hand. I won't be going anywhere, sweetie," he promised, making sure to leave one of his hands connected with hers as he kissed her forehead, which was already beginning to perspire.
Olivia smiled tiredly at him and nodded. "Thank you. I love you so much. Thank you for making me a mommy."
"I love you too, gorgeous. She's not here yet but thanks for making me a daddy," he whispered and kissed the back of her hand, just as the hospital room door was swung open.
A tall, athletic doctor with strawberry blonde hair and green eyes, wearing light green scrubs walked in with a smile. Happy to see one of her favorite patients. "Hello, Olivia, Elliot," she greeted them with a smile.
Elliot and Olivia replied and watched as she pulled on a pair of latex gloves.
"Well, Olivia, let's check how dilated you are and see how far your little one is from making her arrival." Dr. Amelie Cusak checked Olivia and smiled once the examination was over and pulled off the used gloves. "Olivia, honey, when did you feel your first contraction?"
"Ah, a contraction woke me up from a nap at about just before two," she informed her doctor.
"Did you have any cramping or pains last night or this morning?"
Olivia thought back before nodding. "Yes, I did. On and off all day yesterday and a couple this morning," she confessed.
The doctor nodded. "Well, you are eight and a half centimeters dilated, Olivia. I'd say that you've been in labor since yesterday. So, your little princess should be here by dinner time."
Olivia looked up at Elliot with an exhausted grin as he leaned over as kissed her cheek. "Our little Bella should be here by dinner time Oh, my goodness, I can't wait."
"Me either, baby. I can't wait to see what our little girl looks like," he whispered back, his smile just as big.
"I'll be back in about half an hour to check on you again, Olivia," Dr Cusak informed her.
"Thank you," Olivia replied and watched her leave the room, closing the door behind her. She turned to Elliot and was about to speak again but yet another powerful contraction radiated through her abdomen and she screeched in pain. "Oh, God! El, help me, please," she begged him, clenching his hand, tightly. The sound of cracking bones could be heard as his hand started to turn blue.
"It's okay, sweetie. Are you sure you don't want pain relief?" he asked, stroking back her sweaty hair.
Trying to control her breathing, Olivia shook her head. "No, I can do it," she insisted, determined to do it completely natural.
"Well we're a team, Liv. We can do this together and in a few hours, we will finally meet our baby girl."
Olivia grinned painfully and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we will."