I'd Do Anything
(Chapter Twelve: The New Arrival)
Three Months Later:
"Everything looks fine Olivia," the doctor said as he lowered the sheet after her examine. "Everything is exactly how it should be at this stage in the pregnancy. I would like to see you again in two weeks. After that it will be once a week until you deliver. Any questions?"
"Nope."
"Have you picked out a name yet?"
"Yes," Olivia placed both hands on her belly, "Noah Matthew Stabler."
"That is nice."
"It took us forever to decide."
"Well, it wont be long now and you will finally get to meet this little guy."
Olivia smiled as she stared down at her belly.
The next few days were tough. She couldn't sleep and was tired and achy all the time. Olivia ran a hot bath and settled into the garden tub to try to relax. After a little while she pulled herself from the tub and got dressed for bed.
She tossed and turned unable to get comfortable. He back hurt and the baby was kicking like crazy. She got up to pee again for about the tenth time that night. She laid back in bed and stared at the ceiling unable to sleep.
The next day at work wasn't much better. Her back was killing her and the baby's feet were now under her ribs. She hadn't been this uncomfortable through the entire pregnancy.
"Are you okay?" Elliot asked seeing the pain in her eyes.
"Just tired and achy. I couldn't sleep last night."
"Maybe you should go home, Liv. Fin and I can cover this."
"I'm okay, Elliot. I just need to make it through a couple more hours then we are off for the weekend. I'm just sore. I am enormous pregnant and it is uncomfortable. Nothing that every other pregnant woman in the world doesn't go through."
Elliot placed his hands against her belly feeling his son kicking inside her. "You give your mama a break, will you kid?"
Olivia smiled. She loved it when he talked to the baby.
He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "You should at least sit down."
"I'm okay. I am just starting my countdown for five o'clock a little early today."
Elliot laughed.
Olivia stood up to walk to the file cabinet and felt a sharp pain rib through her abdomen. She groaned a little and placed on hand against the desk and one under her belly where the pain was. She was breathing heavily and looking around the room as she could feel the sweat beading up on her forehead.
Fin was the first to notice something wasn't right. Elliot had just walked out of the room toward the elevator on his way to court for the afternoon. Olivia groaned again and gasped for air as she felt another pain.
"Liv? You okay?"
"Something's wrong," she gasped with a worried look on her face as she felt another pain.
"Somebody stop Elliot!" Fin shouted across the squad room as Munch darted out the door to catch him before the elevator doors closed.
Fin helped Olivia to sit in a chair, but her pains didn't stop. Each one came closer and harder than the last. Olivia held one hand below her belly in her lap and held tight to Fin's hand with the other and she gasped and groaned through another pain. She must be in labor. She moved her hand over her belly to try to ease the baby inside, but when she moved her hand it was covered with blood.
"Oh, God." She gasped.
"Liv, what's wrong?" Elliot called as he rushed into the room.
"I think I am in labor. And something is wrong, there is blood."
"Try to stay calm. We're going to get you to the hospital."
She groaned trying hard not to scream and put her hands against her stomach.
"Hurry, something is really wrong." She began to cry.
"Fin grab my keys and drive."
"You don't want to call an ambulance?"
"It will be quicker if we just take her."
A few minutes later Olivia laid across the back seat of a squad car moaning through another contraction as Elliot held tight to her hand and tried to coach her through it.
It wasn't long before they were rushing her in to the delivery room. Elliot scrubbed up and put on a gown to go in and watch his son be delivered.
Several hard pushed and two dozen screams later Elliot listened as the baby made it's first cries. The doctor and nurses crowded around the baby and rushed it out of the room.
Olivia looked really pale and was still in a lot of pain and before long the doctor had to ask Elliot to step out of the room. He was worried. He panicked and paced the floor in the hall outside the waiting area waiting for new on Olivia and the baby.
Nearly an hour passed before a nurse came to find him and lead him back to Olivia's room.
"She is a little groggy from the medication they gave her in delivery."
"Is she okay? Is the baby okay?"
"She is going to be fine. They are both fine. She will be tired and sore for a little while. But she is fine. You can go on in and see her. I'll bring the baby in in just a bit."
"Thank you."
Elliot walked in slowly and sat down beside her bed. He reached over the rail and held Olivia's hand in his. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked up at him. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
Olivia smiled. "Did you see him?"
"No, they rushed him out right after you had him. Then you fainted and the doctor pushed me out, too."
"I hope everything is okay, Elliot. He's early. I was only thirty seven weeks."
"The nurse said he was gonna be fine."
"I hope so."
Just then a nurse entered the room with a baby wrapped tight in a receiving blanket.
"Mommy and daddy, I thought you might like to meet you daughter," the woman said as she handed Olivia the baby.
"It's a girl?" Elliot asked as they both looked at the baby.
"We were supposed to be having a boy," Olivia said looking at the woman a little confused.
The nurse checked Olivia's wrist band then checked the baby's ankle band to confirm the names matched. "You are Olivia Benson, right?"
"Yes."
"Well sweetheart, this is your baby."
They both looked down at the little girl as she stirred around and opened her eyes to look at them.
"She has you eyes," Elliot said softly. "She looks just like you, Liv."
Olivia smiled.
"We have a daughter," Elliot said looking at Olivia. "And she is beautiful."
"You're not disappointed?" Olivia asked softly.
"No, how could I be. This is my daughter," Elliot said as he brushed his fingers over the baby's hair and kissed the top of her little head.
"I just know how bad you wanted a boy."
"Honey, I wanted a healthy baby."
"She is so perfect," Olivia whispered as their daughter stirred in her arms.
"So what are we going to name her? I don't quite think Noah Matthew fits her."
Olivia laughed ad she held the baby to her collarbone and kissed her gently. "Well, I had a girls name picked out before they told us the baby was a boy."
"What was that?"
"Savannah Brooke."
"Savannah? Savannah Brooke Stabler?" Elliot looked down at the baby girl with a tiny pink bow taped to the top of her head. "I like it."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
