A/N: Sorry I made a mistake last chapter. Olivia and Elliot live in a house, not an apartment.
Same rule still applies, to see the next chapter, you need to review.
Disclaimer: Are Olivia and Elliot going at it like bunnies? No? Well I don't own it.
Feeling calmer, Elliot returned to the house. Knowing that Olivia would still be asleep, seeing that it was only 6:26am; he used his key to get in.
He tip-toed through the house and took a peek in the master bedroom. He found his very pregnant fiancee sound asleep. On the bed, not under the covers. She must have gotten hot and kicked them off in her sleep. She was laying on her back with her left hand under her belly, cradling it and the other arm was slung without care over her eyes, as she snored softly.
Elliot tip-toed over to the bed and leaned down. He softly rubbed his fiancee's belly over the white tank, she was wearing, which only covered up to just above her belly button, which was now an outie due to the pregnancy. The father to be smiled, feeling the twins kick in response to their father's touch.
Olivia's senses began to flutter back to her as she woke. Someone was rubbing her belly and the babies were kicking.
She jumped startled and turned on the bedside lamp. Seeing who it was, she settled down.
"What the hell are you doing here, Elliot?" She asked, trying to keep the irritation out of her voice.
Elliot sat down on the bed beside the brunette and caressed her cheek, lovingly.
Olivia leaned in to her lover's hand and sighed happily.
"I used to live here with my beautiful fiancee and our unborn children. I hope that's still the case. I'm so sorry, baby. I love you so much," he whispered.
The tired brunette's eyes started to flutter shut. "Of course, El. I...We love you too," she whispered.
"Do you have cold feet, baby?" Elliot asked, still caressing her cheek.
Olivia nodded and opened her eyes. "Yeah, I'm sorry. I know one thing for sure though."
"What's that, angel?"
"That I love you and the babies more then you'll ever know."
Elliot kissed her on the lips. "I love you and the twins more then life itself. We can postpone the wedding, if you want to, babe," he told her gently.
The brunette rested her forehead against the blue eyed man's and rubbed her nose against his. "No way, honey. We're getting married in ten weeks. I'll be the one waddling down the aisle in a huge dress," she joked.
"No, you'll be the one carrying our children down the aisle in a beautiful maternity dress," he told her.
Olivia smiled, sadly. "I"m huge, El," she groaned.
"You aren't huge, angel. You are pregnant and absolutely gorgeous. You're carrying my children and I find that incredibly sexy," he assured her.
Olivia blushed. "I love you so much. Give me your hand."
Elliot gave Olivia his hand and she placed it on her swollen belly. She entwined her fingers with her and they felt Rebecca and Jackson kicking.
"It's all your fault," Olivia joked, "you woke them up. They were sleeping before you got here and rubbed my belly."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Elliot joked, feigning innocence.
Olivia yawned, still tired. She'd only gotten maybe three hours of sleep in total, inbetween trips to the bathroom and trying to get back to sleep. She couldn't sleep for more then two or three hours without waking up, needing to use the bathroom, due to the babies putting pressure on her kidneys and bladder.
The blue eyed detective kissed his lover on the lips. "Lay down, angel. Get some more sleep," he whispered and went to stand up.
The brunette gently closed her hand around her fiance's wrist. "Don't leave me. Please."
Elliot turned back and leaned down to kiss his baby on the lips. "I promise not to, baby."
"Sleep with me, honey, please," she whispered, laying down slowly to accommodate her protruding stomach.
"Of course, Livvie," Elliot replied and got in to bed beside her.
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Elliot woke up about two hours later to feel the mattress move and even out. Olivia was getting up. "Baby, you ok?"
"Yeah. Just need to use the bathroom again. Didn't mean to wake you," she said and waddled in to the bathroom.
Moments later, Elliot heard his fiancee groan as she got back in to bed.
"You ok, baby?" He asked, concerned.
"Yeah," she sighed, laying back down and snuggled back in to him. "My back is killing me," she groaned again.
"Lay on your left side, baby, and I'll massage your back," he offered.
Olivia turned on to her left side with some help from Elliot and he started to rub her back, soothingly.
It felt so good that Olivia was moaning in approval with her eyes closed. "So good," she murmured.
Elliot kissed Olivia's bare shoulder blade, which was left uncovered from the tank, and continued to massage her back.
The brunette's chocolate brown eyes fluttered and became heavy with sleep as 'dreamland' took over.
Elliot kised her cheek and slowly got up. He was going to do some housework while his very pregnant fiancee got some much needed sleep.
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The very pregnant brunette woke up about half an hour later feeling the absence of her lover's warm body beside her in the large, comfy bed.
"El," she called out, slowly sitting up.
Olivia was feeling slightly dizzy but being her stubborn self, she insisted on finding her fiance.
As she walked out of the bedroom, she used the dressing table and walls as support, fearing that she could fall.
Seeing his lover using the walls as support worried Elliot. He wrapped his protective arms around her, as much as her swollen belly would allow, to steady her.
"Woah! Baby, are you ok?" He asked, softly in concern, brushing her silky soft brown hair hair off her face.
Olivia sighed in relief, that her man hadn't left her again. "Mmm," she moaned, "just a little dizzy," she informed him.
"Come on, angel. Back in to bed and I'll check your blood pressure," he told her, gently.
Olivia sighed and nodded, allowing her fiance to help her back in to bed.
He leaned down and kissed her on the lips, which were a little on the dry side. "I'll be right back, Livvie," he assured her.
"Ok, hon," Olivia replied weakly and slowly laid down.
Elliot returned a minute later with the blood pressure machine in hand. "Hey, baby. You got to give me your arm."
Olivia groaned softly and gave Elliot her arm.
The blue eyed man sat down on the side of the bed beside his fiancee and put the cuff on her arm before turning on the machine.
"What's wrong, baby? Pain?"
"Yeah, I'm sore all over, El...And I feel like a fucking balloon," she growled and then sighed. "Sorry, hon."
"It's ok, baby. No harm done," he assured her and gave her a kiss on the lips, just as the machine beeped. "You're pressure is normal. You want to go see Helena, baby?"
Olivia shook her head slowly. "No, I'm ok now. Could you just call her though and just tell her what's happening, to see what she says?"
Elliot nodded and stroked back her hair. "Sure, angel, I'll be right back. Rest."
Olivia had nearly fallen asleep when the ringing of her cell phone startled her.
She groaned, reaching for it. "Benson."
"Hey, Liv. Did I interrupt something?"
"No, Case. It's alright, I was just resting. What's up?"
"Just making sure that you're ok after yesterday."
"Yeah, it's alright. El's home and we've made up," she informed the red head.
"Really? That was quick."
"Yeah. Look, I gotta go, Case. He's back."
"Ok, honey. Take care."
"You too," Olivia replied and hung up, looking up at Elliot. "What did she say?"
"Have you felt the babies move in the last two hours?" He asked, covering the mouthpiece of the cordless handset.
"Give me you hand and you will get your answer," she answered with a smile.
Elliot gave her his hand and she placed it on a certain spot of belly. The babies were kicking up a storm in her womb.
He went back to the call. "The babies are kicking right now...Ok, ok...Liv, you feeling dizzy now?"
Olivia shook her head. "Only when I got up."
Elliot relayed it back to Dr. Stone and listened to her reply. "Yep, ok..Thanks. Bye," he said and placed the phone on the bedside table.
"Well?" Olivia asked, looking up at her fiance from her reclined position on the bed.
"She said to take it easy and take your meds. If your blood pressure spikes to call her and meet her at the hospital, ok?" He said and leaned down to kiss her on the lips again.
Olivia nodded. "Thank you. I love you."
Elliot sat down beside her. "Now...Are Jack and Becca still kicking?" He asked.
The brunette nodded and took her lover's hand, placing it on her belly, where their unborn twins were doing their late morning aerobics. "See, El, they're ok. We're all ok. I might have just got up a little too quickly, babe."
Elliot laid down and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed the crown of her head. "You scared me when you were calling out for me, like that."
"I'm sorry. Where were you?"
"I was cleaning the kitchen up, baby."
"I was going to do that today."
The blue eyed man caressed the brown eyed woman's large baby bump. "You don't need to worry about house work."
"I'm not an invalid!" She snarled.
Elliot brushed the hair off her face. "Baby, baby...I know that you're not...but you are carrying around a heavy weight on your front, containing not just one but two babies and on top of that you have Pre-eclampsia."
"Don't you think I know that?!" She snapped.
Elliot caressed her flawless naturally tanned cheek. "Baby, settle down, please. I'm just looking out for you...I love you too much to lose you," he whispered.
Olivia sighed and closed her eyes momentarily before looking back in to his caring cerulean blue orbs. "I know. I'm sorry, hon. I love you so much too and I can't wait to become Mrs. Stabler. Mrs Olivia Stabler, I love the sound of that."
Elliot kissed her on the lips. "So do I."