Four-month time skip ( I completely forgot to introduce Bernie to Olivia in the last chapter, so let's pretend I did for the sake of this chapter).
It's been five months now since Elliot and Olivia have been together. Keeping their relationship a secret due to work policy. Also, wanting to take things slow. Alex, Fin (Unfortunate accident), and Noah are the only two aware they're together, but Alex is the only one to know that Olivia is pregnant.
As the squad arrives, the atmosphere is filled with laughter and the smell of freshly grilled food. Everyone gathers around the backyard, settling into comfortable chairs and starting up conversations.
As the afternoon progresses, everyone is enjoying the food and company, with cheerful conversations and jokes being exchanged amongst the group. However, Elliot can feel the weight of the secret he and Olivia are keeping hanging in the air. He knows it's time to reveal their news.
Elliot takes a deep breath, his gaze shiftingbetween the faces of each squad member, who are all looking at him with curious expressions. "There's something Olivia and I have wanted to share with all of you," he begins with a hint of nervous excitement.
The atmosphere becomes slightly tense as everyone waits impatiently for Elliot to continue. Olivia feels all eyes on her and takes a moment to compose herself, subtly placing a hand over her baby bump.
Familiar with. He smiles gently, then turns back to the group. "Olivia and I...well, we've been dating for a while now." A collective gasp ripples through the group, but Elliot raises his hand to silence the impending barrage of questions.
The shock on the squad's faces is palpable. They exchange stunned glances, each person trying to process this unexpected news. Munch is the first to speak up, his eyes wide. "Are you serious, man? You and Liv? I did see this coming; I'm just not waiting this long." Munch laughs
"I knew for the last three months, old man. Now pay up!" Says Fin laughing
"You knew and didn't tell me?" Says Munch, looking at Fin.
"Well, I don't think you or anybody else wants to know how I found out." Says Fin looking at Olivia and smirking
"Tutuola…" Olivia says firmly
"This should be good." Alex giggles
"Sorry everyone Liv will shoot me." Fin laughs
"You're damn right," Elliot says, wrapping his arms around her.
"Now, to continue, please keep this between us until I and I decide what we are going to do because work policy captains cannot date detectives, but we have other news." Says Olivia
"What is the other news!" Melinda says squealing
"I'm pregnant," Olivia says, smiling and looking at Elliot.
"I'm going to be a grandma! I'm so happy for you, son," Bernie shouts in joy, hugging Elliot and Olivia.
The squad erupts in a chorus of congratulations, their voices blending together in a happy cacophony. Munch pats Elliot on the back heartily, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Well, I'll be damned, Stabler. You actually managed to snag Olivia. I'm proud of you, man!"
"Mommy, you're pregnant?" Says Noah.
Olivia kneels down to Noah's level, a soft smile on her face. "Yes, sweetheart. There's a little baby growing in my belly." Olivia says, smiling,
The squad watches as Noah runs off, a mix of surprise and confusion etched on their faces. Olivia stands up, a worried expression on her face.
Elliot gently squeezes her shoulder. "I'll go talk to him." He says quietly before heading off in the direction Noah ran.
Elliot searches the backyard, eventually spotting Noah huddled under a tree, tears streaming down his face. Elliot approaches him slowly and sits down next to him. "Hey, buddy. What's wrong?"
Noah sniffled, his small shoulders trembling as he tried to hold back tears. "I don't want a new baby," he choked out. "I don't want you and Mommy to love someone else more than me. You both are going to love the other one more than me and forget all about me." Noah says, now in tears.
"Noah, listen to me," Elliot said gently, rubbing the boy's back. "Just because there's going to be a baby doesn't mean your mom or I will forget about you. We love you much, and that's not going to change. This baby is not a replacement for you; they're your sibling, and they're going to need you, too." Elliot says, wiping away Noah's tears.
Noah sniffles, his small body still quivering with sadness. But Elliot's words gradually begin to sink in, and his tears slow down. He looks up at Elliot with teary eyes. "You promise?" he whispers.
Elliot gently cups Noah's face in his hands, looking him straight in the eyes. "I promise, buddy. You're an important part of this family, and nothing is going to change that. We will always love you, no matter what, and with you being the older sibling, you get to show the robes." Elliot says, smiling.
Noah grins widely, his earlier worries almost completely forgotten. "I'm sorry for running off. gonna be the best big brother, and I love you and mommy Elliot."
"I have no doubt about that, buddy; we love you too," Elliot says, ruffling Noah's hair affectionately. He stands up and holds out his hand to Noah. "Now, how about you come back and join us? Mom's probably worried about you."
Noah nods and takes Elliot's hand, allowing himself to be led out from under the tree. As they approach the backyard, they see Olivia standing with the rest of the squad, a look of concern on her face. As soon as she sees Noah with Elliot, a wave of relief washes over her.
"Oh, thank goodness," Olivia whispers as she rushes over to them. She kneels down in front of Noah, her arms opened wide. "Noah, are you alright? You scared me running off like that."
Noah rushes into Olivia's embrace, wrapping his arms tightly around her neck. "I'm sorry I made you worry. I was just sad thinking you would forget about me, but I'm better now, and I love you, Mommy. I can't wait to be a big brother," he says, his voice muffled against her chest. Olivia hugs him back tightly, her own relief evident as she smooths out his hair.
Noah pulls back from the embrace, looking up at Olivia with a pout. "I thought you were going to forget about me."
Olivia's heart aches at Noah's words, and she shakes her head vigorously.
"No, no, no. I could never forget about you, Noah. You're my little boy, my firstborn. Nothing could ever change that."Noah pulls back from the embrace, looking up at Olivia with a pout.
"I thought you were going to forget about me." Noah sniffles
Olivia's heart aches at Noah's words, and she shakes her head vigorously.
"No, no, no. I could never forget about you, Noah. You're my little boy, my firstborn. Nothing could ever change that."
Elliot watches the scene with a warm smile, his heart happy to see Noah and Olivia reunited. The other squad members look on, their expressions filled with relief and affection for the little boy.
Elliot pats Noah on the head gently. "Just remember that you can always come to us if you're feeling upset or sad, alright?"
"I will," Noah nods, a serious expression crossing his young face. "I'm sorry again. I love you, mommy and daddy." Noah says Elliot wraps his arms around Noah and Olivia, and they have a family hug.
"You're a good father, Elliot, better than what your father ever was," Bernie says, hugging Elliot.
"Thank you, mama," Elliot says, smiling
"Olivia and Noah, best things that ever have happened to you. I can see you marrying this woman, Elliot. Don't fuck this up, son." Bernie says
"I'm the luckiest man in the world. I won't, mama. I won't give up on them." Elliot smiles.
As the conversation moves on to lighter topics, the tension from earlier completely disperses, and the backyard is once again filled with lighthearted banter and laughter.
Olivia's gaze drifts towards Elliot, who is engaged in conversation with Munch and Fin. She watches him fondly, a smile playing on her lips. Their eyes meet across the yard, and Elliot gives her a small, knowing smile in return.
"Hey, could I have a word with you?" Olivia says, catching Elliot's attention. She motions for him to follow her away from the others, seeking a moment of privacy.
Elliot nods and follows her to a quiet corner of the yard. As they stand next to a tall oak tree, he turns to face her, curious about what she wants to discuss.
"Elliot, I just wanted to thank you for handling the situation with Noah earlier," Olivia says sincerely. "You really helped calm him down. I can't imagine how worried he must have been, finding out he's going to have a new sibling."
Olivia looks at Elliot with a hopeful expression, her heart fluttering with nervousness and excitement. "I know you're a great dad, Elliot," she begins softly, taking his hand in hers. "There's something I've been wanting to ask you. I know you already spend a lot of time at my place, but I was wondering... would you consider officially moving in with me?"
Elliot's eyes widen in surprise at the question. He wasn't expecting that, but he can't deny the smile that spreads across his face. "Are you sure?" he asks slowly. "I spend a lot of time at your place, yes, but making it official...that's a big step."
Olivia squeezes his hand reassuringly. "I know it's a big step," she admits. "But I've been thinking about it a lot lately. You're already here so often, and we're about to have a baby together. It just seems...right, you know?"
Elliot nods, his expression thoughtful. "You're right," he says finally. "It does seem right. And I've been thinking about it, too, to be honest. I want to be there for you and the baby every day."
Olivia grins, her eyes sparkling with joy. "So...is that a yes, then?" she asks hopefully, her voice filled with excitement.
Elliot's face breaks into a wide smile. "Yes, it's a yes," he says, pulling her closer. "I'd love to move in with you."
Olivia and Elliot are so lost in their passion that they are hardly aware of anything else around them. They lock lips in a hungry kiss, mouths moving together as if they could never get enough. Olivia's fingers tangle in Elliot's hair, pulling him closer as she deepens the kiss, her body pressed against his.
Olivia and Elliot are so engrossed in their passionate embrace that they barely register Munch's voice in the background. But when his yell of "Hey, get a room!" pierces the air, Olivia pulls away with a startled gasp. She looks around, realizing that their intimate moment has been interrupted by their squad mates.
The interruption jolts Olivia and Elliot back to reality, and they break apart, both a little flustered. They turn to see their squad mates grinning at them, looking amused by the PDA. Olivia can feel her cheeks growing warm as she realizes they've just been caught in a rather compromising position.
As the night grows late, the squad mates begin to say their goodbyes and offer their congratulations. Alex slaps Elliot on the back, a wide grin on his face. "You've got yourself a good lady there, Elliot," she says with a wink.
"I know," Elliot replies, a fond smile on his lips as he glances at Olivia. Alex chuckles and adds his own congratulations.
Once everyone has left to top off the night, Olivia grabs ice cream and puts in bowls for her, Noah, and Elliot. They all settle on watching Cars. Olivia grabs a blanket and spreads it over all three of them, creating a cozy little nest.
As the movie progresses, they get engrossed in the story. Noah laughs at the jokes, Elliot and Olivia share a few lighthearted comments during the funnier parts, and soon enough, the bowl of ice cream is empty.
As the movie nears its climax, Olivia glances over at Noah and sees that his eyes are heavy. He's been fighting sleep for the past thirty minutes. He now has his head on Olivia's lap and his feet on Elliot's lap. Olivia smiles to herself and gently nudges Elliot, gesturing towards Noah.
Elliot chuckles softly, realizing what Olivia is indicating. He pats Noah's legs affectionately. "Looks like someone's ready for bed," he whispers to Olivia.
Olivia nods, her fingers gently running through Noah's hair. "Yeah, I think he's beat," she whispers back. She looks down at Noah, who is now snuggled comfortably against her lap, his eyes closed and breathing slow and steady.
"I'll carry him up to bed," Elliot says quietly, carefully lifting Noah's legs off of his lap as he stands up. He gently scoops Noah into his arms, the boy's head resting against his chest.
Olivia watches as Elliot carries Noah up the stairs, a soft smile on her face. Once they're out of sight, she starts tidying up the mess they left behind from their movie night.
Through the crack in the door, she sees Elliot sitting on the bed beside Noah, who has been tucked in and is now fast asleep. Elliot is gently stroking Noah's hair, a tender expression on his face.
Olivia quietly pushes open the door and steps inside. Elliot looks up at her and smiles softly. "He fell asleep almost immediately," he whispers, still stroking Noah's hair.
Olivia walks over and sits down on the bed next to Elliot. She gazes at Noah's sleeping form with tenderness. "He's growing up so fast," she whispers, her voice filled with a mixture of joy and bittersweet emotion. Olivia walks over and sits down on the bed next to Elliot.
"Come to bed with me, roomie?" Olivia smirked and smiled, grabbing Elliot's hand and bringing them to the bedroom.
Elliot and Olivia stumbled into the bedroom, their hands eagerly exploring each other's bodies. The morning light streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over their passionate embrace. Their lips met in a feverish kiss, hungry for more after the appetizer earlier that morning.
Olivia moaned into Elliot's mouth as he backed her towards the bed, his strong hands grasping her hips. He lifted her effortlessly, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Their lips parted, and their tongues danced together, eager and desperate.
Lowering her onto the bed, Elliot smiled at the woman beneath him. Her brown eyes sparkled with desire, and her chest heaved with anticipation. Leaning down, he captured a taut nipple between his teeth, tugging gently and then soothing it with his tongue. Olivia arched her back, offering herself to him, her fingers twisting in his hair.
His mouth trailed lower, leaving a wet path down her stomach, and he paused to admire the sight of her splayed before him. Her skin was flushed, and her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breath. With a growl of desire, he hooked his arms under her knees, pushing them back, and plunged his tongue into her dripping pussy.
Olivia cried out, her head tossing from side to side as Elliot feasted on her. His tongue flicked and lapped at her clit, circling and stroking, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Her hands gripped the bedsheets, twisting and tugging as she struggled for purchase, her hips bucking uncontrollably.
With each flick of his tongue, Elliot tasted her arousal, and he groaned with satisfaction. He wanted to devour her, possess her, make her scream his name. His fingers slid inside her, curling and stroking, finding that sweet spot that had her crying out. Her juices flowed, coating his face, and he reveled in the heady scent of her desire.
"Fuck, Elliot, I'm gonna cum," Olivia gasped, her body tensing.
He didn't stop, instead increasing the pressure, his tongue flat and broad against her clit. With a cry, she came, her juices flooding his mouth, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Elliot held her through the waves, lapping and sucking gently, drawing out her pleasure.
As her shudders subsided, he kissed his way back up her body, claiming her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss. She could taste herself on him, and it sent a thrill through her, knowing how much he craved her.
"I want you inside me," she whispered, her fingers tracing the contours of his face.
With a grunt of agreement, Elliot positioned himself between her thighs. His cock, hard and pulsing, slipped easily into her waiting heat. Olivia moaned at the stretch and fullness, her eyes fluttering closed as he began to move.
He started slowly, gentling his powerful thrusts, but soon picked up the pace, driven by her demands. Olivia met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into his shoulders, marking him as he marked her soul. Their bodies slapped together, a rhythm of flesh, and their grunts and moans filled the room.
Elliot reached between their bodies, his fingers finding her swollen clit. Circling and rubbing, he pushed her higher, closer to the edge. Olivia's breath caught as she teetered there, her second release of the morning so close.
"Cum for me, baby," he urged, his voice hoarse with desire. "Let me feel you come around my dick."
Her walls clenched around him, and with a cry, she toppled over the edge, her body trembling as pleasure washed over her. Elliot felt her tighten around him and gave one final thrust, burying himself deep as he found his own release.
Their panting breaths mingled, and they lay tangled together, spent and satisfied. Elliot nuzzled her neck, placing soft kisses along her jawline. Olivia smiled, content and relaxed in the afterglow of their passion. They fall asleep in each other's arms.
The family settled around the kitchen table, a hearty breakfast spread before them. Elliot piled scrambled eggs onto plates while Olivia buttered slices of toast. Noah eagerly dug into his food, the clinking of his fork against the plate punctuating the comfortable silence.
"Hey, slow down, champ," Elliot said with a chuckle. "We're not in a race."
Noah grinned, his mouth full of bacon. "It's just so yummy, Dad. Can we have a picnic today? We could go to the park and fly my new kite!"
Olivia exchanged a loving glance with Elliot. Their son was a constant reminder of the beauty in life, always finding joy in the simplest of things. "That sounds like a wonderful idea, honey. But your dad and I both have to work today, remember?"
Noah's face fell slightly, but he quickly brightened again. "Oh yeah, that's right. Mom, are you gonna catch bad guys again today?"
"Yeah, bud." Olivia smiles at Noah.
Elliot gives her a look at what you mean.
"Bus is here. I gotta go. Love you, Mommy, love you, Dad," Noah says Olivia and Elliot kiss him on the head.
Olivia grabs their purse, and Elliot grabs his things, ready to walk out the door now in the car.
"Hey, Liv, you know how Noah asked you about catching bad guys?" Says Elliot, looking at the road
Olivia glances at Elliot, her eyebrows furrowed in thought. "Yeah, he did ask about that," she replies. "Why do you ask?"
"I think it is safer for you to stay on desk duty until the baby comes," Elliot says in a low tone.
Olivia looks surprised by the suggestion. "Desk duty?" she repeats, the surprise clear in her voice. "You want me to stay behind a desk while you're out there fighting crime?"
"Olivia, it's for you and the baby's safety, and as your captain, it's an order," Elliot says, gripping the steering wheel now, pulling up the predict.
Olivia's expression hardens at the authoritative tone in Elliot's voice. She crosses her arms, obviously not pleased with the order. "I can handle myself, Elliot," she replies, her voice firm. "I'm pregnant, not incapable, and right now, you aren't my captain until we are on the clock." Says Olivia, slamming the door and walking into the predict
Elliot being Elliot, "Olivia, my office now." Says Elliot
Olivia huffs and walks into the office
Elliot sighs, his expression softening slightly. "I know you can handle yourself, but I'm ordering you on desk duty detective until the baby comes," he replies
"Whatever, still a controlling asshole, I see." Olivia slams the door
Elliot sighed to himself, knowing this time it was actually for her own good. Fin sees Liv, unaware she is on desk duty.
"Hey, Liv, caught a case. You coming?" Says Fin
"Yeah, Fin, let's go." Says Olivia
Elliot is in his office doing paperwork. Munch runs in, "Elliot, it's Olivia. She's been shot."
Elliot's heart drops as he hears the words. "What?!" he exclaims, standing up so quickly he nearly knocked over his chair. "Olivia's been shot?! Where is she?"
Munch's face is grim as he delivers the news. "She's at Memorial Hospital with Fin," he says urgently. "They're treating her right now."
Elliot turns on the siren; its loud blaring noise fills the air. He drives the squad car into the hospital with Munch.
Nurse: Sir, calm down. She is in surgery right now! Can you wait a moment here? The surgery will be finished soon. The nurse tried to calm Elliot down. But Elliot is not having it. Surgery? The only thing on his mind right now is fear that Olivia might be in danger.
Relax, Elliot. Everything is going to be fine. Fin walks out of a nearby door and approaches Elliot. He can sense Elliot's anxiety and fear. Fin knows how much Elliot loves Olivia and how much he cares for the baby. Fin put a hand on Elliot's shoulder, trying to calm him down.
"How? How could you let this happen!" Elliot grabbed Fin and pinned him against the wall, shouting in his face. Elliot: This is all your fault! She shouldn't be out there in the first place! You're her partner! Why did she go out? I gave her strict orders not to go out. She was on paperwork duty! Dammit Olivia! Elliot shouts.
"Elliot, son, relax. Let Fin go it's okay." Don says, grabbing Elliot
Don!? What... what are you doing here? Elliot stutters, his mind racing with confusion and panic. The presence of his captain adds to the already chaotic situation.
Munch called me and filled me in on the situation. I knew you could use a father figure right now, so here I am. My flight just landed in. Don looks at Elliot with a mixture of worry and concern. He knows how much Elliot cares for Olivia and the baby, and he wants to offer whatever support he can.
"Elliot, you never listened to my orders, either. You were a huge pain in my ass, but I've heard a lot about Olivia, and she seems to be very good for you. And just like you were in the field back then, you two could have made great partners. But she wasn't thinking straight; it's not easy for a detective to sit at a desk all day. Be easy on her; she did it out of anger. She's going to be okay, son, and the baby will be too." Don says while hugging Elliot.
" I love her, Don... I can't lose her or the baby... " Elliot's voice trembles with emotion as he breaks down in Don's arms. The fear and helplessness he feels overwhelm him, and tears stream down his face.
"She's got this, Elliot. Don tries to reassure Elliot, knowing that he needs some comfort right now. He believes in Olivia's strength and resilience, and he wants Elliot to have faith in her, too."
"Where is she?!" Alex barges into the hallway, panting heavily. Concern and worry were all over her face. She's frantic, searching for Olivia. "Where is my best friend!" Alex shouts.
"Hey, hey, she's going to be okay, Alex. Just think positive. Everything is going to be fine." Munch tries to calm Alex down by holding her as she weeps. His heart aches for her, knowing how worried and scared she must be for Olivia and the baby.
Elliot sat there, bobbing his leg up and down anxiously. Every minute that passed without any news felt like an eternity. He was exhausted but too worried to rest. The silence in the waiting room only amplified his anxieties.
"Family for Olivia Benson?" The doctor says.
"Is she okay? Is the baby okay?" Elliot jumps up and rushes over to the doctor, his words spilling out rapidly. Fear and anxiety are etched all over his face. He is desperate to find out the news about Olivia and their unborn child.
The doctor gave Elliot an update on Olivia's condition. A mix of relief and lingering worry washed over Elliot. He was glad to hear that she was okay, but the thought of her getting shot still haunted him. The doctor continued, "She got shot in the side of her stomach and upper chest. She got very lucky. We took the bullets out. She just got out of surgrey She took some fall damage, some scrapes and bruises, but she will be okay. She needs to rest for at least six weeks to eight weeks and avoid any activities at work during that time." Says the doctor.
Elliot's eyes widened with hope. "Can I see her? And when can I see the baby?" he asked the doctor. The need to see Olivia and their unborn child overpowered everything else at that moment.
The doctor smiled, understanding Elliot's concern and need to see Olivia. "Once Olivia wakes up, we will do an ultrasound so you both can see the baby. But rest assured, the baby is okay. You can visit her in Room 12, just two people at a time." Says the doctor
"You guys go in first. Munch gestures to Elliot and Alex, his voice gentle. He knows how worried they are and wants to let them be the first to see Olivia." Says Munch
Elliot and Alex enter Room 12. The room is sterile and quiet, except for the sound of the heart monitor beeping steadily. They approach Olivia's bedside, taking in her fragile form. She looks pale and weak, but her chest rises and falls gently with her breathing.
Elliot takes a seat next to her, grasping her hand gently. He can see the IV tube attached to her arm, providing the nourishment she needs. He leans in close, his voice soft and filled with worry. "Olivia... I'm here, baby. Me and Alex. You're going to be okay."
Alex stands at the foot of the bed, her eyes red from crying. She reaches out and tentatively touches Olivia's leg, trying to express her presence without disturbing her. "We're here, Olivia. We're right here," Alex whispers, her voice shaking with emotion.
Olivia's eyes flutter open slowly. She looks disoriented, blinking several times to adjust to the light. Her gaze falls upon Elliot, and then Alex, and a faint smile plays on her lips. "You... both," she whispers weakly.
Elliot and Alex exchange glances, relief washing over them both. They lean in closer to Olivia, gently squeezing her hand. "We're here, honey," Elliot replies, his voice thick with emotion. "We're not going anywhere."
Olivia attempts to lift her head but winces in pain. Elliot quickly stops her, gently pushing her back onto the pillow. "Don't move, sweetheart. You're hurt. Just rest," he says, his expression filled with worry.
Olivia complies, her body relaxing against the pillows. She looked weak and fragile, but her eyes still gleamed with determination. "The... baby?" she manages to ask, her voice faint.
Elliot and Alex can sense her concern and fear for the baby. Elliot gently rubs herhand soothing, his voice gentle. "The doctor said the baby is okay. They'll do an ultrasound later to confirm it, but everything should be fine."
Alex reaches out and brushes a strand of hair away from Olivia's forehead. "Just focus on resting and getting better, okay?" We love you. she says softly. Elliot nods in agreement, his eyes filled with love and worry.
Olivia nods slowly, her eyes heavy with fatigue. The drugs and pain are taking their toll on her. "I'm just... tired," she whispers. Her eyelids flutter, struggling to stay open.
Elliot notices her struggle and gently strokes her hair. "It's okay, sweetheart. You can rest. We'll be here when you wake up." He keeps his tone soothing and reassuring, not wanting to cause her more distress.
Olivia nods weakly, her eyes already closing. Her breathing becomes slower and more steady as she succumbs to sleep, the exhaustion taking over. Elliot and Alex watch her momentarily, their expressions filled with relief and concern.
Elliot walks out of the room with Alex, anger, and frustration etched on his face. He turns to her, his voice laced with disbelief and annoyance.
"I can't believe her! Why would she do something so stupid? She knew the risks, and yet she went out there, putting herself in danger. It's maddening!" Elliot mumbles loudly
Alex looks at Elliot, recognizing the anger and frustration in his eyes. She knows he's right to be upset, but the situation calls for a calm head."El, you have every right to be angry right now. But for now, try to put it aside. She needs rest and comfort. I'll take care of informing the rest of the team. When she's feeling better, you can come back later and stay with her." Says Alex, rubbing his shoulder and walking away.
Elliot quietly enters the room, making sure not to disturb Olivia's sleep. He takes a seat beside her bed and watches her for a moment. Her face is peaceful in sleep, but the sight of the various machines and tubes connected to her serves as a stark reminder of her condition.
Elliot gently places his hand on Olivia's stomach, feeling the slight bump forming under his fingers. A smile tugging at his lips as he begins to talk to their unborn baby.
"Hey there, little one. It's daddy speaking. I know you're still growing inside your mom's tummy, but I wanted to let you know I can't wait to meet you."
Elliot continues rubbing gentle circles on Olivia's stomach, his voice softening further. "Your mom is a strong woman, you know. She's the toughest person I know. But she needs rest right now, so please, be nice to her while you're growing, okay? We want to make sure you both come out healthy and strong."
Elliot leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I swear, I'll do everything in my power to protect you both. I won't let anything happen to you or your mom. So please, just grow strong and healthy in there, little one. We're counting on you."
Olivia slowly opens her eyes, the brightness of the room momentarily disorientating her. As she blinks and adjusts, she senses the weight of Elliot's hand on her stomach and the gentle grip of his fingers holding hers.
Olivia glances at Elliot, noticing his sleeping form. Her heart warms at the sight of him sleeping peacefully beside her, his hand resting on her stomach. She doesn't want to disturb him, knowing he must be exhausted from the worry and stress.
Olivia takes a moment to admire the sight before her. Elliot looks younger in sleep, his face relaxed and calm. The worry lines usually present on his forehead are smoothed out. She wonders how long he's been there by her side, and the thought brings a mix of gratitude and guilt.
Elliot slowly stirs as he wakes, his eyes slowly opening. For a moment, he's disoriented, not sure where he is. But as he takes in his surroundings, he realizes he's in the hospital room with Olivia. He looks down, sees his hand resting on her stomach, and looks up to see her awake. A smile spreads across his face as his tiredness quickly fades, replaced by relief.
Elliot leans in closer, his hand still resting on Olivia's stomach. As he looks into her eyes, a wave of emotions washes over him - relief, worry, and love. "You're awake. You're okay."
He can't hold back any longer. His emotions pour out as he captures her lips in a passionate kiss, expressing all the love and worry that had been building up inside him. Olivia melts into the kiss, her worries and pain fading into the background for a moment as she responds to him. She brings her hand up to cup his cheek, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw. Despite the circumstances, the kiss feels like a lifeline, a reassurance that they'll get through this together.
Elliot pulls back just enough to rest his forehead against hers, breathing heavily while his hand continues to rub soothing circles on her stomach. "Don't ever do anything like that again. You scared me to death. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you or to our baby.
Olivia nods weakly, the gravity of her actions finally sinking in. She looks into Elliot's eyes, and guilt and regret are evident in her expression. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I just... I wanted to protect everyone. But I should've thought about what I was risking. I'm sorry for scaring you." Olivia's eyes start to tear up.
Elliot takes her hand in his, his grip tight but comfortingly so. He brushes his lips against her knuckles, his expression a mix of love and concern.
"You're not helpless, sweetheart. I know you're a strong, independent woman.". But you don't have to carry the world on your shoulders alone. We're in this together, you and me. And that includes taking care of our baby."
Olivia's voice trembles as she speaks, tears welling up in her eyes. She looks at Elliot, and guilt and remorse are evident on her face. She knows she messed up, and it was all her own fault.
"And I'm...I'm sorry. I should have listened to your orders. I shouldn't have charged into danger like that. I... I was being careless, and I put myself and our baby in danger. I'm sorry for worrying you." Olivia says
Elliot softens, seeing the sincere remorse in her eyes. He cups her face gently, his thumb brushing away her tears. "It's okay, sweetheart. I know you were trying to help. But you have to understand you're not invincible. You're carrying our child, and I can't lose either of you." Elliot says
Olivia nods, her body sagging limply into the bed as exhaustion sets in. She knows he's right. She should have thought of their baby and their future together. She feels ashamed for letting her recklessness and desire to help get the better of her. "I... I understand. I won't do anything like that again. I promise. Is Noah here? He must be so worried." Says Olivia
Elliot runs his fingers through her hair, his touch gentle and soothing. He can see how tired and drained she is, both physically and emotionally. Despite her recklessness, he can't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her. "Noah is with Lucy. Fin and Munch are going to pick him up, and he'll be here soon." Says Elliot
The nurse enters the room with a warm smile. She notices the exhaustion etched on Olivia's face but also sees the concern in Elliot's eyes.
"Hello, Miss Olivia. I trust you're feeling somewhat better now. Your ultrasound session is scheduled for today. Let me just quickly check your vitals before we proceed."
The nurse quickly checks her vitals, monitoring her blood pressure and pulse. She makes a few notes on her chart before looking back up at Olivia. "Well, your vitals seem stable. Considering everything, you're doing fairly well. Are you feeling well enough for the ultrasound, dear?
"Yes, I think I'm ready." Olivia lets out a small smile
The nurse takes Olivia's response as agreement. She wheels over the ultrasound machine, setting it up next to the bed. She turns on the monitor, the screen flickering to life with its soft glow."Very good. Now, if you could lift your shirt a bit and lie back, we can begin the ultrasound imaging."
The nurse begins the ultrasound, gently moving the probe over Olivia's stomach. On the monitor, they see the image of their baby, a tiny figure with limbs and a flickering heartbeat. Elliot watches as a lump forms in his throat. Happiness, relief, and a sense of love wash over him all at once.
"Look at that... That's our baby…" Elliot says, tearing up
"Yeah, El, it is." Olivia smiles and squeezes his hand.
"Now, would you all like to know the sex of your baby?" Says the nurse, smiling.
"Yes, please, we would like to know the sexy." Says Olivia, now squeezing Elliot's hand harder.
The nurse smiles, her eyes flicking between the ultrasound image and the expectant parents. "Well, congratulations! It looks like you're having a healthy baby girl."
Olivia's eyes fill with tears as she grips Elliot's hand tighter, a mixture of joy and awe written on her face. "A girl... we're having a little girl…"
Elliot can't help but lean down, placing a gentle kiss on Olivia's forehead. He's overwhelmed with happiness, the weight of worry starting to lift off his shoulders. "We're going to have a daughter... I can't wait to meet her." Elliot starts to tear up
The nurse glances at Olivia, a serious tone in her voice. "Miss Olivia, you mustn't exert yourself or lift anything heavy. You're carrying precious cargo now, and keeping yourself and your baby safe and healthy is important. Congratulations to you two." Nurse says, smiling, walking out.
Tears of happiness glisten in Elliot's eyes as he looks at Olivia, his heart overflowing with love for his wife and their unborn daughter.
He gently cups her face, his gaze filled with tenderness and joy "We're going to be parents, Liv. I can't believe it... We're having a baby girl...I'm going to be a girl, Dad. I'm so happy. We have two beautiful children." Elliot says, crying happy tears.
Olivia smiles, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She reaches out and places a gentle hand over Elliot's, their fingers intertwining.
"I know... It's surreal, isn't it? But I'm so happy, Elliot. A little girl... I can't wait to meet her, hold her, and watch her grow up." Olivia says smiling
Elliot leans in, resting his forehead against Olivia's. He closes his eyes for a moment, just basking in the happiness and joy that fills the room.
"I can already imagine how beautiful she'll be. She'll have your eyes, your smile... and hopefully, your stubbornness, too." Elliot smiles
Noah burst into the room, his eyes wide with worry. He spots Olivia lying in bed and rushes over to her side, holding her hand.
"Mom, are you okay? Dad said you were in the hospital because something happened!" Noah shouts
Olivia squeezes Noah's hand, a comforting smile on her face. She can see the worry etched on his face and reassures him the best she can. She looks over at Elliot, silently thanking him for not saying too much and alarming Noah.
"I'm fine, sweetheart. I just overexerted myself a bit and ended up in here. But everything's okay now." Olivia says brushing Noah's curls with her hand
Noah looked slightly relieved, but concern still lingered in his eyes. He looks at Elliot for confirmation, hoping his dad will agree that everything is fine.
Elliot chimes in, putting a hand on Noah's shoulder.
"Everything is okay, buddy. Your mother just needs some rest to make sure she and the baby are healthy. Trust me, we wouldn't lie to you. Everything's alright." Elliot says
"Is peanut okay?" Noah ask with worries
" Yes, son. The baby is fine. In fact, your mom and I were just about to share some news with you." Says Elliot smiling
Noah's curiosity is piqued. He looks back and forth between his parents, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and anxiety.
Noah looks at his parents intently, hanging onto every word. He can tell from their expressions that it's something significant. His heart pounds in his chest, anticipating the news.
"What is it? Just tell me already!" Noah says
" You're going to have a sister." Says Olivia, smiling.
"I'm going be a big brother to a little sister that's so exiting!" Noah shouts happily and hugs both his parents.
Knock knock*
"Hey, can I come in?" Ask Don
"Yeah, come in," Elliot says smiling
"Olivia Noah, this is Grandpa Don, he has always been like a second dad to me. When I first joined SVU, I was still young and green. Don took me under his wing, taught me the ropes, mentored me, and protected me. He's always been there for me through everything." Elliot says smiling
Noah giggles, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Well, you do have that grandpa vibe, Cragen. And you're almost bald!" Noah laughs
Don chuckles heartily at Noah's playful comment. He rubs his nearly bald head and pretends to look offended.
"Hey, I'll have you know that I didn't always look like this! I used to have a full head of hair, you know before your dad stressed me out."" Don laughs
Elliot laughs heartily, enjoying the lighthearted banter. He knows that Don is a good sport when it comes to playful teasing.
"Don You can't fool us. We all know you've been bald for as long as I've known you!" Elliot laughs
Noah giggles again, enjoying the banter between his parents and Don. He's never seen Don this lighthearted before.
Don pretends to be offended, crossing his arms in mock indignation.
"Oh, you guys are harsh! I can't help but have a bald head. It's genetic, you know!" Don laughs
Olivia smiles warmly at Don, feeling instantly comfortable in his presence.
"Hi, Don. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Elliot has told me so much about you. As if you were his other father." Olivia smiles
Don grins, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He can sense the genuine warmth in Olivia's greeting.
"You must be Olivia. It's great to put a face to the name. Elliot has talked about you plenty as well. All good things, I assure you.
Don grins, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He can sense the genuine warmth in Olivia's greeting.
"I would've loved to have you as my captain, Don!" Olivia laughs
"You two children definitely would've driven me crazy of not following orders." Cragen laughs
After chatting for a few hours, Don finally stands up, signaling that it's time for him to leave.
Elliot looks at Don, curious about his plans. How long will you be in town, Don? I stopped the club weeks ago they told me you left completely." Says Elliot
Don smiles warmly, enjoying the look of surprise on Elliot's face. He had been toying with the idea of moving back for a while, and it felt good to finally admit it out loud. "I've decided to move back here permanently. I've put in my papers and everything. I'm officially retiring from duty and moving back to my old stomping grounds."
"I'm so glad to hear that once Olivia's better, we will see you again soon," Elliot says, smiling.
"That you will son. Olivia, Noah, take care. Catch you all later." Don says, smiling, and walks out.
Alex enters the room and spots Noah sitting in the corner. He grins and waves at his little brother.
"Hey, Noah! Are you ready to have some fun?
Noah frowns slightly, a pout forming on his face. Even though he's excited to hang outwith Alex, he doesn't want to leave his parents yet.
"I don't wanna leave mommy and daddy yet. Can't I stay a bit longer?" Noah said softly
Elliot smiles down at Noah, kissing the top of his head affectionately.
"It's okay, buddy. I know you don't want to leave, but Mom needs some rest. You'll see grandma Bernie tomorrow. And trust me, we'll see you again before you know it. Okay?"
"Okay... But you'll miss me, right, and take care of Mommy and Peanut?" Says Noah softly.
Elliot smiles warmly at Noah's question, touched by his concern."Of course, we'll miss you, kiddo. We'll always miss you when you're not around. But don't worry, we'll be thinking about you and counting down the minutes until we see you again." Elliot and Olivia give Noah a hug and kiss goodbye.
Noah grins, feeling slightly better, knowing that his parents will miss him. He doesn't want to leave, but the thought of having fun with Alex is starting to get him excited. "Okay, I'm ready to go. Let's have fun!"
Alex leads Noah out of the room, making sure to close the door behind them. Elliot and Olivia are left alone in the room. Until a knock comes, it's Munch and Fin.
Elliot leans in and kisses Olivia passionately, their mouths meeting in a fiery clash of desire. He pulls her close, his arms wrapping tightly around her as they lose themselves in the moment.
Munch grins as he bursts into the room, startling both Elliot and Olivia, who quickly jump apart. Fin follows behind, laughing heartily at the scene in front of them.
"Hey, hey! Sorry to interrupt, lovebirds, but next time, maybe lock the door if you're going to start steaming up the place." Says Munch
Elliot blushes slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed at being caught in a compromising position. He shoots a glare at Munch and Fin, who are both laughing heartily about his predicament.
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You guys always have the worst timing, don't you?" Laughs Elliot
Fin looks over at Olivia with a cheeky grin and a playful tease in his eyes."Hey there, baby girl. How are you doing? Glad to see Elliot wasn't getting too handsy in there."
Olivia rolls her eyes in mock annoyance, but a small smile tugs at the corners of her lips. She's used to Fin's playful banter by now."Oh, shut up, Fin. You know I can handle Elliot and his 'handsy' tendencies just fine." Olivia giggles
Fin laughs heartily, enjoying Olivia's response. He loves teasing her and getting a rise out of her." Oh, I have no doubt about that. You've always been able to handle Elliot and his many 'talents.'" Fin laughs
Elliot shakes his head, pretending to be annoyed by his friends' playful banter. " You guys are a real pain in the ass, you know that? Can't we just have one private moment without you poking fun at us?"
Munch and Fin both burst out laughing, thoroughly enjoying Elliot's mock annoyance. They love to tease their friend, and seeing him riled up is always entertaining. "Come on, El. You know we love you. We wouldn't be your friends if we didn't give you a hard time every now and then." Munch laughs
Fin and Munch stay for two hours.
"Alright, love birds, we got an early morning of kicking ass, and you badass Benson should get some rest." Says Fin
Munch pats Elliot on the back, still chuckling at his earlier embarrassment. "We'll leave you two lovebirds alone. Olivia definitely needs her rest after dealing with you all day, Elliot." Says Munch laughing
"Take care, babygirl. Rest up and don't let Elliot keep you up too late tonight." Fin laughs
Olivia rolls her eyes once again, a small smile on her face. She knows Munch and Fin are just messing with them, but she can't help but enjoy the playful banter.*
"Oh , please. I can handle Elliot just fine. But thanks for your concern, guys. I'll rest up and make sure Elliot behaves himself, don't worry about that."
It's now 12am. Olivia lies in a hospital bed, her mind racing as she struggles to fall asleep. No matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to shake the feeling of unease that has settled over her. She tosses and turns, trying to find a comfortable position, but her mind remains wired and restless. Something is bothering her, but she can't quite put her finger on it.
Elliot's eyes open as he notices Olivia tossing and turning beside him. He can tell something is bothering her, and he feels a pang of concern in his chest. He reaches out and gently touches her shoulder, his voice soft with worry.
"Hey, are you okay? You're tossing and turning like you can't settle down." Elliot says, placing his hand on her tummy.
Olivia sighs in frustration, her mind and body both feeling restless and unsettled. She's mentally fine, but there's something deep inside her that's causing her to feel this way. She can't quite put her finger on it, but it feels like there's a sense of unease and anxiety bubbling up within her.*
"I don't know. I'm mentally fine, but I just feel so restless. Like my mind and body are just... agitated for no reason." Olivia lets out a heavy sigh
"Let me see if I can help with that." Elliot smirks
Elliot leans in and kisses Olivia passionately, his lips meeting hers with fiery intensity. He can feel the tension in her body, and he wants to soothe her anxieties and replace them with pleasure. His mouth moves down to her neck, peppering kisses along the sensitive skin as his hands slide down her body.
Olivia moans softly as Elliot's kisses and touch ignite a wave of pleasure within her. The restless energy that had been consuming her seems to fade slightly as she loses herself in the moment. Her mind focuses solely on the sensations of Elliot's lips on her skin and his hands on her body.*
"Elliot, we almost got caught earlier." Olivia giggles
"Don't worry, baby, it's late, and this is only about you right now. Just try keep alittle quiet." Elliot's says
Olivia nodded, her throat feeling dry. She knew Elliot well and trusted him implicitly. Besides, her pussy was already beginning to tingle at the thought of what he might do.
Elliot took her hand and gently brought it to his lips, planting a soft kiss on her knuckles. Then, he let go of her hand and moved his hand slowly up her thigh, the roughness of his palm sending shivers up her spine. Her legs instinctively parted, inviting him to explore further.
His touch was electric as his fingers trailed higher, inching closer to the core of her desire. With deliberate slowness, he brushed his thumb over her clit, feeling her jump slightly at the contact. Her pussy lips were already swollen, and tender and a drop of nectar had formed, making her cunt glisten invitingly.
"Mmm, someone's enjoying this already," Elliot murmured, his breath hot against her ear.
Olivia moaned softly, her body beginning to betray her with its eager response. She felt her nipples harden against the thin fabric of her gown, and her hands balled into fists at her sides as she fought the urge to thrust her hips forward, craving more direct stimulation.
Elliot teased her mercilessly, his fingers dancing lightly over her sensitive bud, brushing it, circling it, but never lingering. Her breath quickened, and her chest rose and fell in sharp motions as she struggled to keep herself from begging.
Then, finally, his finger pressed down, firmly rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles. Olivia's hips bucked off the bed, unable to hold still any longer.
"That's it, baby, let me hear you," Elliot whispered his mouth now at her neck, tasting the salt of her skin.
Olivia whimpered, her eyes screwing shut as pleasure radiated through her. Elliot added another finger, increasing the pace and pressure, driving her closer to the edge. Her entire body tensed, every muscle coiling tight like a spring ready to release.
"Cum for me, Olivia," Elliot demanded, his hot breath in her ear sending her spiraling over the edge.
Her orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing over her and pulling her under. She cried out, her voice echoing off the sterile walls as her pussy clenched and pulsed around nothing, her juices flowing freely. Elliot didn't stop, prolonging her ecstasy until she was a shaking, quivering mess, sensitive to even his gentlest touch.
Only then did he slow down, easing her through the aftermath of her climax. Olivia lay spent, her body glittering with a light sheen of sweat, her chest heaving as she panted for breath.
"Feeling better?" Elliot asked, a satisfied smirk on his face.
Olivia could only nod, still riding the high of her release. She felt relaxed, and her earlier unease was a distant memory.
"That's my girl," Elliot purred, stroking her cheek gently before leaning in for a soft, sensual kiss.
With Elliot's gentle stroking of her cheek and the soothing sensation of his touch, Olivia finally feels the tension and restlessness melting away. She relaxes into the bed, her eyes growing heavy as she drifts into a peaceful slumber. The anxiety and unease that had been troubling her slowly dissolved into peaceful unconsciousness.
Elliot stands by Olivia's bedside, listening to the nurse explain that they're going to keep her overnight for observation. He feels a pang of concern, but he knows the doctors are just being cautious.
"Okay. I'll drop by later today to check on you; alright, I gotta head to work. You Just rest and take it easy." Elliot says, kissing Olivia's cheek
Olivia nods weakly, feeling exhausted by everything that's happened. She reaches out to take Elliot's hand, gently squeezing it.
"You can't call out for today?" Olivia says pouting
Elliot smiles gently at Olivia's pout, feeling his heart melt slightly. He knows he needs to get to work, but he can't help but feel guilty about leaving her here.
"I wish I could, baby, but I have a few important meetings today that I can't miss. I'll try to drop by during lunch, though." He kisses her passionately
Olivia sighs, feeling both frustrated and disappointed. She was hoping he could stay with her, but she knew how important his work was.*
"I understand. Just... promise me you'll come see me at lunch, alright? I don't want to be stuck here alone all day." Says Olivia, pouring still
Elliot gently squeezes her hand, looking into her eyes with a mix of reassurance and apology.
"I promise, baby. I'll come by during lunch and check on you, alright? I'll be as quick as I can and bring you something tasty to eat. You just focus on resting and getting better, okay?"
Olivia nods, feeling a surge of warmth and comfort at his promise. She knows Elliot genuinely cares for her and that he'll make an effort to see her as soon as he can.
"Thank you, babe. I know you're busy, but it means a lot that you'll make time to come see me. I'll be counting down the minutes until you get here, though."
Elliot leans in and kisses Olivia tenderly on the forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment.
"I'll be back soon. I love you." Says Elliot
Elliot walks into Home Depot, his mind focused on the task at hand. He had a surprise in mind for Olivia, and he needed to gather the supplies for it.
Alright, let's see. I need some paint, some tools, and a few other things.
Elliot leaves the store and heads to other stores to get supplies.
Elliot enters the guest room of their apartment, his mind filled with excitement and anticipation. He had been planning this surprise for a while now, and he couldn't wait to see Olivia's reaction when she saw it.
Elliot smiled to himself. Okay, let's get to work.
He sets to work, transforming the guest room into a beautiful nursery for their baby. Paints the walls pink. He sets up a crib, hangs up some adorable wall decorations, and places a rocking chair in the corner. By the end of it, the room looks absolutely perfect.
Elliot checks his watch and realizes he has some spare time before he has to meet with his clients. He decides to take the opportunity to shower and freshen up before he heads to the restaurant.
Elliot walks into the room and sees Olivia asleep on the hospital bed. He approaches her quietly so as not to startle her, but he can't help smiling when he sees her resting peacefully.
"Hey, baby. Wake up. I've got something for you." He bends down and kisses her forehead gently, waking her up slowly.
Olivia slowly opens her eyes, stirring from her sleep. She looks up at Elliot with bleary eyes that quickly clear when she sees him standing there with a smile on his face.*
"Hey... What time is it?" Says Olivia
Elliot checks his watch, his smile widening slightly. "It's actually lunchtime. Thought I'd come to bring you peanuts and something to eat." He says smiling
He lifts the bag in his hand, the delicious aroma of Chinese food wafting through the air.
Olivia's eyes light up as she smells her favorite Chinese food. She pushes herself slightly upright in the bed, reaching for the bag eagerly.*
"Ooh, that smells amazing! You brought me my favorite! Thanks, babe!" Olivia says, smiling, and does her happy dance while eating.
Elliot watches Olivia's excitement and grins, enjoying seeing her happy. He knows she secretly loves those cheesy nicknames, even if she pretends not to.*
"I know, I know. You always pretend like you don't like it when I call you 'babe,' but I know deep down you secretly love it. Don't deny it." Elliot says smiling
Olivia rolls her eyes playfully, but a small smile forms on her lips. She won't admit it out loud, but Elliot is right; she secretly loves those cheesy nicknames.
Elliot pushes Olivia's wheelchair out of the hospital and towards their car, making sure to keep the pace slow and gentle. He loads her into the car carefully, making sure she's comfortable before closing the door.
"Here we go, baby. We're almost home now." Elliot smiles as they arrive at the house. Elliot picks up Olivia's bridal style and brings her inside.
Olivia blushes slightly, feeling both flustered and touched by Elliot's gesture. Although she's not used to being carried like this, she can't help but secretly enjoy the feeling of being cradled in his strong arms.
"Showing off your muscles, are you?" Olivia giggles
Elliot grins, amused by Olivia's comment. He hoists her a little bit higher in his arms, pretending he's struggling just for her reaction.
"Oh, you know me. Any excuse to show off these guns? Gotta remind you how strong I am, right?" Elliot smiles
Olivia giggles and playfully swats at his arm to act annoyed. She knows he's just teasing her, but she can't help feeling butterflies in her stomach when she's in his arms like this.
"You're such a cocky idiot, you know that? But I love it. Now put me down before you pull something." Olivia smiles
Elliot laughs and gently sets Olivia down, letting her stand on her own but keeping a supporting arm around her waist just in case.*
"Can't help it, you bring out the cocky idiot in me. And you secretly love it, so don't even deny it
Olivia playfully rolls her eyes, but her smile betrays her true feelings. She can't stay annoyed with him for long, especially when he's so obviously enjoying teasing her.
Olivia playfully rolls her eyes, but her smile betrays her true feelings. She can't stay annoyed with him for long, especially when he's so obviously enjoying teasing her.
"Oh, shut up. You know I secretly love it, and that's what annoys me the most. You're just too charming for your own good." Olivia smiles
Elliot gently guides Olivia to the couch, making sure she's comfortably seated before heading into the bathroom. He turns on the faucet and begins running the bath, making sure the water is warm and soothing.*
"Alright, baby. Just relax here and look beautiful. I'm going to get the bath ready for you. You deserve to relax and pamper yourself a little, especially in your condition."
Olivia smiles appreciatively and watches as Elliot disappears into the bathroom. She can hear the sound of water running and imagines the steam filling the air. She leans back against the couch cushions, feeling a sense of excitement for the relaxing experience to come but also a bit of guilt for being so pampered.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Elliot adds some soothing bath salts and bubbles to the tub, creating a relaxing atmosphere. He tests the water temperature to make sure it's just right for Olivia. He sets an apple-smelling candle and turns off the lights.
Elliot makes sure the bath is perfect - the water is warm, there are plenty of suds and bubbles, and the bathroom is filled with a relaxing ambiance. Satisfied with his work, he goes back into the living room to get Olivia.
"Alright, baby. The bath is ready for you. Come on, I'll help you to the bathroom." Says Elliot
Olivia nods and takes Elliot's hand as he helps her up from the couch. He carefully walks her into the bathroom, still keeping his arm around her waist to support her.*
"Here we go, baby. Just take it slow and careful. I've got you."
Olivia sinks into the warm, bubbly water, sighing in contentment as she feels the tension melting away from her body. The relaxing atmosphere and soothing scents make her feel pampered and cared for. Looking up at Elliot, she wiggles her eyebrows teasingly.
"You know, you could always join me. It's spacious enough for two." Olivia says, wiggling her eyebrows
Elliot steps towards the bathtub, still laughing at Olivia's playful warning. The sight of her in the tub, surrounded by bubbles and looking relaxed and beautiful, makes him feel a pang of desire. He takes a deep breath, trying to control himself.*
"Alright, alright. No funny business, Benson." Elliot laughs
Elliot steps into the tub and settles in behind Olivia. The warm water laps around them, and he wraps his arms around her, pulling her back against his chest. He nuzzles his face into her hair, breathing in her scent and feeling her soft, naked body against his.
"You have no idea how hard it is to keep my hands to myself, baby. You're so beautiful... It's torture." Says Elliot
Olivia leans back against Elliot, feeling his strong arms around her and his body pressed against hers. The warmth of the water envelops them, creating a cocoon of comfort and intimacy. She closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his touch and the closeness between them.*
"Oh, I have an idea. You're not exactly subtle about how much you want me, you know…" Olivia giggles
Elliot takes a moment to admire the sight of Olivia in the tub, the bubbles clinging to her skin, before reaching for a washcloth and some shower gel. He starts gently washing her body, his hands moving with tenderness and affection.*
"Just relax, baby. Let me take care of you." Elliot says
Elliot continues to gently wash Olivia's body, paying extra attention to her belly, where their baby is growing. He takes his time, caressing her skin and making sure to soothe any tension or discomfort she might be feeling. The room is filled with the sound of water and the soft, intimate exchanges between them.*
"You're so beautiful. I can't believe how lucky I am to have you." Elliot says, now reaching for the shampoo and condition.
Olivia basked in the sensation of Elliot's touch, feeling cared for and loved. His gentle ministrations are soothing and arousing at the same time, and she can't help but feel a flutter of love and desire in her chest.*
"And I'm so lucky to have an amazing boyfriend and great father to my children." Olivia smiles
Elliot grabs the shampoo and conditioner, preparing to wash Olivia's hair. He pours a generous amount of shampoo into his palm and starts to gently massage it into her scalp, working it into a rich foam.*
"Let me take care of your hair, baby. Your beautiful, luscious hair that I can't keep my hands off of." Elliot smiles
Olivia closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of Elliot's fingers running through her hair, massaging her scalp, and working the shampoo into every strand. It feels indulgent and relaxing to be pampered like this, and she lets out a soft moan of pleasure.*
"Mmmm... That feels heavenly. You have such talented hands, babe." Olivia smiles
"My hands acquire many talents." Elliot smirks
Elliot finishes washing Olivia's hair, making sure to rinse out all the conditioner until her hair is soft and clean. Then he turns his attention to himself, quickly washing off the soap and suds from his own body.*
They sit in the tub, still surrounded by warmth and comfort. The room is quiet except for the occasional splash of water and the soft sounds of their voices as they talk.*
"You know, I've been thinking a lot lately. About the baby, about our future. It's like everything is changing so fast, and yet it feels like nothing has changed at all. I still love you just as much as I did the day we met. Maybe even more now." Elliot smiles
Olivia smiles, feeling her heart swell with love and affection for Elliot. She reaches out and takes his hand, intertwining their fingers together.*
"I feel the same way, babe. Every day, I fall more in love with you. This baby...this new chapter in our lives...it's both exciting and scary. But as long as I have you by my side, I know we can handle anything."
Elliot gazes at Olivia, his eyes filled with love and tenderness. He brushes a strand of her damp hair away from her face and gently cups her cheek.
"You're so strong, baby. I've never met anyone as strong as you. I know you're worried about everything and how your health affects the baby, but I want you to know you don't have to carry all that weight on your shoulders alone. I'm here. I'm always going to be here for you, no matter what." Elliot smiles
As they continue their conversation, the water gradually starts to cool, and Elliot notices a shiver run down Olivia's spine.
Elliot notices the cold water should probably get out of here before you catch a chill. Let me get you a towel, baby."
Elliot stands up from the tub and steps out, grabbing a large, fluffy towel from a rack nearby. He wraps it around Olivia, making sure she's snugly wrapped up to keep her warm.
"Nice and warm now, baby. You ready to get out and dry off?"
Olivia nods and stands up, stepping out of the tub and into the warm towel that Elliot has wrapped around her. She feels much better now that she's out of the cold water.*
Elliot guides her out. "Here, let me help you. You're still a bit unsteady on your feet. Just take it slow, Liv."
Elliot dries off Olivia's hair and body, making sure she's completely dry. Then he dries himself off, wrapping the towel around his waist.*
"All done. Feeling better now?" Elliot says smiling
Olivia nods, feeling warm and cozy after the bath. She snuggles into a plush robe that Elliot helps her put on.*
"Much better. Thanks for taking care of me, babe. I feel so pampered and relaxed."
Elliot helps Olivia into her pajamas, gently guiding her arms through the sleeves and adjusting the fabric to make sure she's comfortable. As he does, he marvels at how beautiful she looks, even in her casual night attire.
"There you go, baby. All are cozy and relaxed. Let's go watch that movie now, and we can order some dinner. What do you and Peanut feel like having?" Elliot says, smiling and rubbing her stomach.
"Peanut is telling me she wants pasta." Olivia giggles
"Pasta, it is for my two girls," Elliot says, guiding her to the couch. Grabbing a blanket and putting it over her.
Olivia laughs and snuggles up to Elliot, pulling the blanket up over both of them. She feels warm and content, surrounded by his presence and the cozy atmosphere of their home.*
The movie starts, and sure enough, Elliot finds himself getting invested in the story of the young couple falling in love. His eyes start to well up during the emotional scenes, and he has to discreetly dab at his eyes with a tissue.
Olivia notices Elliot's emotional reaction, and she can't help but poke fun at him.
Olivia teases, "Aww, is my big, tough boyfriend getting all emotional over the cheesy love story? Can't handle the cuteness? Want me to grab you another tissue?" Olivia giggles
Elliot laughs and playfully shoves her shoulder. "Shhhh, You're one to talk. I've seen you get misty-eyed over those sappy pet commercials. You're just as much of a softie as I am." Elliot laughs
Olivia grins and rests her head on Elliot's shoulder, still teasing him.
Oh, please. Those commercials are just manipulative, tugging at people's heartstrings. They're designed to make you cry; it's not my fault.
Elliot rolls his eyes, amused by Olivia's playful banter. Deep down, he knows she's just as affected by the romantic storylines as he is. He gently ruffles her hair.
"Oh, whatever you say, tough girl. But I know you're secretly a softie. You can't resist those happy endings and declarations of love." Elliot smiles
Olivia laughs and playfully swats Elliot's hand away from her hair. She knows she can't deny his accusation, so she just grins and leans in closer.
"Fine, you caught me. I do have a soft spot for those cheesy love stories. But don't tell anyone, okay? I have a reputation to maintain."
Elliot laughs, completely smitten by Olivia's playful banter. He pulls her closer and squeezes her gently.
"Don't worry, baby. Your secret is safe with me. I won't tell anyone about your soft, mushy side. But only if you promise me one thing." Elliot says
"And what's that baby." Oliva giggles
Elliot grins, clearly enjoying this playful exchange. He looks at Olivia, a glint in his eyes.
"Promise me that you'll always be my soft, sappy partner in crime. We'll always watch cheesy movies together and cry over those emotional scenes. Deal?" Elliot smiles
Olivia laughs and nods, knowing she couldn't refuse that promise. She snuggles in closer to Elliot, feeling blissfully happy in this moment.
"Deal. We'll always be the sappiest, most sentimental couple in town. Watching our corny movies and shedding tears together. And who knows, maybe I'll even let you pick the next movie." Olivia smiles
Elliot hears the knock at the door and grins. He gently disentangles himself from Olivia.*
"stay right there, sweetheart. I'll get the food.l
He gets up from the couch and heads to the door, greeting the delivery person and taking the food from them. He brings it into the living room, setting the cartons and bags out on the coffee table. He sits down next to Olivia again, ready to dig in.
After they finish eating dinner, Elliot notices that Olivia looks content and satisfied. He grins at her.*
"Hey, Liv, there's something I want to show you. I have a surprise." Elliot smiles
"Stabler, you know I hate surprises." Olivia laughs
"Trust me, you're going to laugh at it," Elliot says, taking her hand into the nursery.
Elliot leads Olivia into the guest room and opens the door, revealing the beautifully decorated nursery: soft pastel colors and plush toys.
"Suprise! I wanted to show you the nursery for our daughter. I put it together while you were at the hospital." Elliot smiles and looks at Olivia
Olivia's eyes light up as she takes in the sight of the nursery. She looks around, admiring the beautiful decorations and the baby items Elliot has prepared.*
"Oh my gosh, Elliot. It's beautiful. You did an amazing job. Our daughter is going to love it in here!" Olivia steps in, admiring everything
Elliot grins at Olivia's reaction, feeling proud of himself for creating this space for their little one.
"I'm glad you like it. I wanted to make this room special for our baby girl. And I feel she will grow up as sweet and lovable as her mommy." Elliot smiles
Elliot pulls Olivia closer, their kiss more profound and passionate. As they separate, he grins at her, his eyes sparkling with desire.*
"Mmm, how about some dessert," Olivia says
"Dessert sounds perfect. You relax. I'll get the ice cream." Elliot says to get bowls and put mint chocolate chip ice cream in them.
Elliot grins as he watches Olivia lean against the couch, her feet resting on his lap. He picks up his tub of ice cream, scoops a bit onto his fingers, and gently dabs it on her cheek.*
"Mmm, ice cream and my beautiful girl. A combination I could never resist. But I have a better idea!" Says Elliot
He leans in and gently licks the ice cream off her cheek, his tongue tracing a path along her skin with playful flicks.
Olivia can't help but giggle at the unexpected sensation of Elliot's tongue on her cheek. She was used to his playful and affectionate nature, and this was just another example of it.
"Elliot Joesph Stabler, you're such a tease." Olivia giggles
Olivia can't help but giggle at the unexpected sensation of Elliot's tongue on her cheek. She was used to his playful and affectionate nature, and this was just another example of it.
"You're such a tease, Elliot. I should have known you'd find a way to make this ice cream more interesting.*
Elliot continues his playful ice cream licking, moving from her cheeks to her jawline, then down to her neck. He takes slow, deliberate licks, his tongue tracing patterns along her skin. His movements are slow and tantalizing, each touch sending shivers down her spine.
Olivia lets out a soft moan of pleasure as she feels Elliot's tongue on her neck. Her body responds to his touch, her breath growing heavier and her skin breaking out in goosebumps.*
"You know just how to drive me crazy. I don't know how I'm going to survive six weeks without your touch.*
"Mmm, you taste so sweet. I could eat you up all night long. Who said you had to do any activities, Benson?" Elliot smirks
Elliot whispers, "Relax, baby. Just close your eyes and enjoy what I have in store for you. I promise it'll be just as satisfying as what we would have done if the doctor hadn't given us this six-week rule." Elliot says
Elliot gently brushed the hair from Olivia's forehead, his fingers trailing down her cheek before settling on her neck, massaging the tension away.
"You've been through a lot, and your body needs time to heal. But that doesn't mean we can't explore other ways to bring you pleasure." His blue eyes sparkled with mischief, and Olivia felt her heart rate quicken. She was eager to discover what Elliot had in store for her.
Sitting comfortably on the bedside chair, Elliot took his time, slowly caressing her arm, tracing patterns on her smooth skin. His touch was feather-light, causing goosebumps to rise on Olivia's flesh. With each stroke, he sent shivers through her body, making her aware of every nerve ending. Her breath quickened as he traced circles on her inner arm, moving lower towards her wrist, then back up again. It was a teasing, deliberate touch, driving Olivia crazy with anticipation.
"You're so beautiful, Olivia," Elliot whispered, his breath warm on her skin.
"So responsive. I love seeing your body react to my touch." His words made her feel desired and wanted, heightening her arousal. Olivia bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she focused on the sensations Elliot was creating.
Elliot knelt between Olivia's legs, never breaking eye contact. Gently, he untangled the covers that had twisted around her legs, spreading them wider, exposing her delicate lace panties. Olivia felt incredibly vulnerable yet impossibly aroused as Elliot leaned forward, his lips hovering mere inches from her pussy.
His thumbs hooked into the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down, baring her inch by inch. Olivia lifted her hips slightly, eager to feel the cool air on her heated skin. When Elliot finally exposed her completely, he paused, admiring the sight of her glistening pussy, her arousal coating her slick folds.
With a gentle finger, Elliot traced the outline of her swollen lips, teasing her sensitive flesh. He brushed his thumb over her clit, causing Olivia to buck her hips involuntarily. "You like that, baby?" he asked, his voice a hoarse whisper. "You like it when I touch you here?"
Olivia nodded, breathless, unable to form words. Elliot smiled a devilish expression that made Olivia's heart pound. Then, ever so slowly, he leaned down and replaced his thumb with his tongue, lapping at her juicy cunt. Olivia moaned, her hands flying to his bald head, entwining in his soft hair.
Elliot sucked her engorged clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. He pulled and teased until Olivia thought she might explode. Her hips thrust upwards, seeking more pressure, more contact. Elliot obliged, sucking harder, delving his tongue deeper into her wetness.
It was too much and not enough all at once. Olivia whimpered her body on the brink of something incredible. Elliot sensed her impending orgasm and pulled back, denying her release. Olivia cried out in frustration, her body arching off the bed, seeking the friction she craved.
"Shh, baby," Elliot soothed, kissing her inner thighs. "I want to draw this out and make it last. I want to taste every inch of you." His fingers dipped into her pussy gathering her juices before bringing them to his mouth and sucking noisily.
"Mmm, you taste so sweet, Olivia."
His words sent a rush of heat to her core, and Olivia squirmed, desperate for more direct stimulation. Elliot chuckled, the vibration washing over her sensitive clit. He placed soft kisses along her thigh, avoiding the place she needed him most. It was torture—delicious, exquisite torture.
"Elliot, please," she begged, her voice thick with need. "I need... I need you to touch me. Right there." She couldn't bring herself to say the words, but Elliot understood. With a wicked smile, he drew his index finger through her dripping slit, gathering her essence.
Then, with deliberate slowness, he placed his fingertip against her pulsing clit and began to rub slow, lazy circles. Olivia keened, her hips lifting off the bed, pushing herself into his touch. Elliot added another finger, increasing the pressure, driving Olivia wild.
"That's it, baby," he encouraged. "Let me hear you. Let me know how good it feels."
Olivia whimpered, her inhibitions long forgotten as pleasure consumed her. Her hands gripped the bedsheets, twisting them tightly as her body coiled tighter and tighter.
Elliot quickened the pace, his fingers working their magic. He added a third finger, stretching her, filling her. Olivia was dimly aware of the wet, sucking sounds his fingers made as he pumped them in and out. It was lewd and obscene, and it drove her wild.
"Oh, fuck, Elliot!" she cried out, her body tensing.
"I'm gonna—I'm gonna cum!" Elliot didn't let up, continuing his relentless assault on her sensitive bundle of nerves. Olivia screamed as her orgasm took hold, waves of pleasure crashing over her.
Her juices gushed, coating Elliot's hand, but he didn't stop. He kept rubbing, prolonging her climax until she was sobbing and begging for mercy. Finally, he slowed, gently withdrawing his fingers and bringing them to his mouth to suck them clean.
Olivia lay boneless, her eyes closed, a satisfied smile on her face. Elliot climbed onto the bed, lying beside her, and gathered her into his arms. "Was that okay, baby?" he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Did I take care of you?"
Olivia hummed contentedly, snuggling into his embrace. "Mmhmm, how about some desert now," she giggles
Elliot quickly fetches the chip ice cream from the kitchen and returns to the bedroom, carrying it along with a bottle of massage oil.
"Here we go. I got ice cream to bring some sweetness to our little session tonight and the massage oil to make sure you're feeling completely relaxed and pampered. Are you ready to start?" Elliot smiles
"You're too good to be El." Olivia smiles
"You deserve the best badass Benson." Elliot smiles
"I love you, Elliot. Now, what other movie should we watch?" Olivia smiles
Elliot thinks for a moment, considering their options for a movie. He doesn't want anything too intense or emotional since that might counteract the relaxation he's trying to provide for Olivia.
"Get comfy baby, imma massage you now," Elliot says, grabbing the massage oil.*Elliot gently positions Olivia's feet in his lap, his hands immediately going to work massaging her soles and ankles. He applies just the right amount of pressure, his fingers finding the knots and tense spots and working them out with practiced ease.
Olivia lets out a sigh of pleasure as Elliot attends to her feet. The soothing sensation of his hands on her feet is relaxing and heavenly. She closes her eyes and leans back against the pillows, completely at ease.
Elliot notices that Olivia has fallen asleep, her breathing slow and steady. He smiles gently at the sight of her peaceful expression, her face relaxed and serene. He continues massaging her for a few more moments, knowing that the touch will continue to soothe her even in her sleep.
He then carefully slides his arms underneath her and lifts her up, gently maneuvering her into a more comfortable position on the couch. He grabs a blanket and gently covers her, ensuring she's tucked in and cozy.
Elliot grabs his phone and calls up Alex. He gives Noah an update on Olivia. She's okay. They love and miss him and will see him tomorrow.
Elliot watches TV for a while longer till he notices it's getting late. He picks up Olivia and brings her to bed.
Elliot quietly turns off the TV and does the dishes. And stands up, carefully scooping Olivia into his arms. He cradles her gently against his chest, smiling down at her sleeping face as he walks towards the bedroom.
He gently lays her down on the bed, tucking her under the covers and adjusting the pillow under her head. He takes a moment to admire her peaceful expression, the way her eyelashes fan against her cheeks, and her lips part softly in sleep.
Elliot smiles softly as he looks down at Olivia, her face peaceful and beautiful in sleep. He feels a rush of tenderness for her, a deep love and affection that fills his heart.*
"Goodnight, beautiful. Sweet dreams.
He gently brushes a strand of hair away from her face, his fingers lingering for a moment on her soft skin. He watches her for a few moments longer, savoring the moment of peace and contentment, before he slips into bed beside her.
Elliot lays beside Olivia, gently resting his hand on her stomach. He feels her warmth beneath his palm, the slow and steady rise and fall of her breaths.
"Goodnight, my little girl. Sweet dreams.*
He continues to rub her belly gently, feeling the small bump that marks her pregnancy. He marvels at the miracle of life growing inside of her, the love for both her and their child swelling in his heart