A/N: Here is the next chapter… like it, hate it… LOVE IT!

Olivia rolled over to face her partner. She was conscience of her nakedness and was surprised at how comfortable she felt in his embrace. This was something new to her, to both of them, the direction in which their relationship had taken.

"Goodmorning," he smiled widely leaning over to kiss her nose.

Olivia blushed. She could get used to this.

"Morning," she said.

"Sleep well?"

"Mm-hu," she murmured. "I could get used to this," she smiled stroking his cheek. He closed his eyes at her touch and grinned.

"Oh yeah," he agreed.

"Did I tell you today, I love you," she said feeling overwhelmed with the emotions that flooded through her. When she was with him, all of her thoughts concerning her HIV seemed to vanish.

Elliot nodded and leaned over to kiss her softly. She moaned. "Yeah, baby, I know… but I am never tired of hearing it," he said.

"El…"

"Yeah," he waited for her to say something, as he watched her eyes fleet to a spot on the wall. He brought his hand to her chin and forced eye contact. "You can tell me," he urged.

"I wanna have a baby!"

His mouth formed an O and his expression slightly resembled a fish. "A baby?"

"Adoption," she confirmed. "I want to adopt a child. I'd never consider carrying a baby in my condition, but I want one, El."

He considered this.

"Adoption?" he pondered.

She chewed on her lip in anticipation. She was aware that he had other children, and was almost expecting him to think about it endlessly before deciding against it. She would understand, and it wouldn't change the way she felt about him, she loved him, he was hers now.

But his answer surprised her.

"You think we're ready now?" he asked. "Like, to start the process… I mean, don't you want to be married first or-" he realized what he'd said and blushed.

She only smiled. "I would love to marry you… and I know it's traditional to be married first, but I don't really think that anything the two of us do is traditional. Do you?"

He laughed. "I guess not. But marriage isn't ruled out?"

"Hell no!" she cried.

He pulled her closer and kissed her.

"El…"

"Mmm," she moaned.

"Marry me?" he asked gently.

She stopped and looked at him, shock surprise on her face.

What does she say? Is she traditional enough to say yes, or does she even care?

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