I just want to say thank you to everyone that stuck with me through this story! A special thanks to my fab beta, writersrefinery. I got to spend some time with her last weekend and it was a blast! She never fails to make me smile. This is the last chapter of this story. I have some other ideas kicking around, and I also promised to finish Together, but if you have any comments or suggestions, please just send me a message! Thank you!

EOEOEOEOEO

Olivia woke up to the feel of Elliot's fingers tracing patterns on the small of her back. She groaned because the room was still dark and she felt like she had just gone to sleep.

"What time is it?" she rasped.

Elliot apparently took that as an opening because he scooted his body closer to hers, and slid his hand over her satin panties. She smiled at his predictability. It was like living with an overly hormonal teenaged boy, and most of the time she loved it…but not right now.

"El." She said. "Really?" She let out a heavy sigh. "What time is it?"

Elliot kissed her bare shoulder, biting at the strap of her nightgown. "I don't know." He said between kisses.

"Just give me ten more minutes." She said, as her eyes closed again.

Elliot continued kissing his way across her shoulder and caressed her ass with his hand, letting his fingers trail down close to her core. "It's OK. I'll just start without you."

She couldn't help but laugh, because she had no doubt that he would. He would tease her body until she couldn't take it anymore and she'd roll over and attack him herself.

He moved even closer to her, pressing himself against her right side. "You awake now?" he asked and she could hear the hopefulness in his voice.

"You know you're ridiculous, right?" she said, rolling on her side so he was spooning her.

"I can't help it. You're so sexy. Laying here practically naked."

"I sleep in every night." She said, referencing her tank top and underwear.

"And every night it's all I can do to keep my hands off you." He said, letting his hand slide across her stomach and beneath her tank top.

She let out a small laugh because there weren't many nights he kept his hands to himself. "We have to go to work."

"We have time." He murmured against her skin as he placed kisses along the back of her shoulder.

"We don't." She didn't really know what time it was, but they'd been late often enough over the past three months she'd been back to work, that Cragen had brought it up. "We don't need to give Cragen any reason to force one of us to leave." She placed her hand over his to keep it from wandering any further up towards her breasts. "He's watching us."

Elliot knew she was right. They had been really careful because Cragen had let them both stay, but they both knew that it wouldn't take much for him to ship one of them off. No matter how much he didn't want to. And he was adding up all of the small things…like running late into the squad room.

But right now, he didn't really care.

"Liv." Elliot moaned, rocking himself into her. "Don't ruin all the fun."

"Why do you always make me the bad guy?" she said, pushing her ass back into him. She felt like she was always the voice of reason. "You think I don't want to?"

Elliot rolled on to his back and let out a grunt. "Fine." He said. "Go back to sleep." He rolled over on his other side so his back was to her and Olivia had to smile. She loved it when he pouted like this…he was like a spoiled child that didn't get the toy he wanted.

She rolled over on her back and looked over at him. "Are you pouting?" she teased.

"Shhh. I'm going back to sleep." He whispered.

Olivia hesitated a second, surprised he had given up so easily. Now she was awake…and as much as she liked to give him shit for always having his hands on her, she knew she was just as bad when it came to him. The man had a body like a God, and he liked to walk around the apartment with no shirt and some low slung jeans or running pants and she felt like they were all over each other all of the time.

She knew it was because this was still new…it had really only been three months if you didn't count the couple of times while they were locked up in the safe house. She often wondered what their relationship would be like 3 months from now…six months from now…a year. And then she put those thoughts away because even though she didn't plan on going anywhere, nothing was certain.

She rolled over on her side and reached for him, trailing her hand down his spine. When she reached the waistband of his boxers, she slid her finger inside and wrapped them around the elastic tugging at them. "C'mere." She said softly.

He smiled…he knew that she liked to play hard to get…disinterested…sometimes. But if he had to add up the number of times he initiated sex vs. the number of times she did…she would clearly be the winner. It was one other thing that had surprised him in this relationship. He had never questioned her off the charts sexuality…but he hadn't been prepared for the outright seductress she became behind closed doors. There were times when things were slow and sensual…and other times wild and a little rough. He knew her body now…and could make her come in record time…or draw it out until she was begging him for release. And she could do the same to him.

He rolled back over to face her, propping his head on his hand. "Yes?" he said, trying to plaster an innocent look on his face, but knowing he was failing miserably.

"I have a compromise." She said, a small smile on her face.

Elliot raised an eyebrow at her, wondering what she was going to say.

"You need a shower. And I need a shower…" she said.

Elliot gave her a big grin. "I like the way you think."

EOEOEOEOEO

Elliot walked out of the bedroom and grinned when he saw Olivia standing in the kitchen. She was absorbed in whatever she was doing; undoubtedly throwing some snacks together for the Superbowl get-together they were hosting. She was wearing an old pair of faded jeans and a white t-shirt…her feet bare and her hair loose…and she never looked more beautiful to him.

He couldn't believe it had been six months. In some ways it seemed like they'd been together a lifetime, and at other times, he had to pinch himself to make sure he was really holding her in his arms. He had been thinking about asking her to marry him, but he was nervous about what she would say. He didn't want her to think that he was only asking her because of the baby, because that was not the case. He would have married her the first day they'd been together if she wanted to.

A baby. He was so excited that this had happened for her…for them. He thinks that even though they'd never spoken about any type of birth control; that they had left it completely to chance without even really talking about it, she still had thought she would never get pregnant. He smiled at the thought of a little girl that looked just like her. Or a boy with her attitude and sass.

They were going to tell everyone tonight, because it was getting to the point that she really shouldn't be running around chasing perps anymore. And very soon it was going to become pretty obvious. He was actually amazed no one had notice yet because she did have a baby bump. He smiled, realizing he was probably the only person that really would be paying that close attention to her body.

"Are you going to stand there and stare at me or are you actually going to help?" she asked, without looking up from what she was doing.

He could see the smile break out and he walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her. He rubbed his hand over her stomach and kissed the shell of her ear.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I'm fine." She said.

"Are you sure?" he asked, because she had looked a little pale when she got up this morning.

"Elliot." She said, in a stern tone as if to tell him to knock it off.

"OK. OK." He said, laughing.

"Have you thought about how you're going to tell everybody?" he asked.

"Me? Why is it up to me?" she asked, laughing lightly. "You had a part in this too."

Elliot kissed her neck and hummed against her skin. "Yes I did." He said in a deep tone and she laughed again as he pressed his body into hers.

"Knock it off and help me. People are going to be here any minute."

As if on cue, there was a knock at the door, and Olivia went to answer it and within a half an hour, everyone was there. Cragen, Fin, Munch and Casey. The game started a short time later and everyone was having a good time.

Olivia looked around at the group of people gathered around her and thought about the journey that had brought her here. She wouldn't trade any of it. These people had been her family.

But she was having a family of her own now, and she was trying to decide what the right path was for her next. She didn't know if having two cops as parents was the right thing for a child. She wanted to be here to witness everything that happened, and the late night calls and potentially dangerous work might not be the right thing for them.

She still felt like she had more work to do to help the victims, but she had been talking to Elliot about what other options she had. She could work as a rape counselor, and had looked into that. There was a lot of advocacy work that needed to be done. Volunteering on crisis hotlines and all kinds of ways to help.

Elliot had been supportive, telling her the decision was hers. He would back her if she wanted to stay in SVU, if she wanted to leave to do something else, and even if she just wanted to stay home for a while. He knew she had wanted this for a long time, and he had told her he would do whatever it took to make her happy.

He had even offered a house full of kids, and she looked at him like he was crazy because really, one was enough.

"Liv."

She looked up, realizing Cragen had been talking to her.

"I'm sorry." She said, wondering what she had missed. She realized that everyone was looking at her and she looked over at Elliot. He had an expectant look on his face and she realized he must have told everyone they had an announcement and he was leaving it up to her to make it.

She took a deep breath. "We're having a baby." She said and watched the confused faces around the room, and then a big hearty laugh from Elliot.

"What?" she asked.

"I just asked you when the pizzas were coming because people are getting hungry." He said, still laughing, "but that's OK." He stood up and walked over to her as she mentally berated herself. He took her hands in his and pulled her up.

"We're having a baby." He said and she could see that it was finally starting to sink in. Casey jumped up and gave her a big hug, squealing in excitement. Next came Munch and then Fin.

"Our baby girl's having a baby." He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Good for you."

Olivia couldn't help but notice the look Fin gave Elliot and she smiled to herself at the way he still watched over her.

Cragen was the last to approach her. "I'm happy for you Olivia. I really am." He gave her a hug. "It'll be the grandchild I never had." He shook Elliot's hand.

Olivia realized that it was kind of awkward then and while she was glad the news was out; she was still chastising herself for messing it up.

"OK." She said, trying to lighten the tension in the room. "Back to the game. Pizza will be here in half an hour."

She excused herself and went into the kitchen and Elliot followed close behind her. He found her leaning with her arms braced against the counter and her head down.

"Hey." He said quietly. "Are you OK?"

She took a deep breath. "I'm fine." She said and she couldn't believe she had tears welling up in her eyes. "Damn hormones."

"Why the tears?"

"I just realized how much this team is like a family to me." She corrected herself. "No, not like a family. They are my family."

"I know."

"I just don't know if I can leave SVU." She said.

"No one's asking you to." He said, rubbing her back with the palm of his hand.

She lifted her head up and nodded. "I know."

"Liv. You don't have to decide right now." Elliot said. "We'll figure it out." He pulled her towards him and wrapped his arms around her. "Everything's going to work out the way it's supposed to." He kissed her forehead. "It always does."

Olivia knew he was talking about more than just the baby. They'd had this same discussion a million times. Every time she felt guilty about breaking up his marriage or taking him away from his kids. Every time they talked about missing each other as partners.

Elliot liked to tell her that when the day of Reckoning came, he could honestly say that he'd made all of the right decisions in his life, and that things had gone according to God's plan. There had been a time for his marriage. His marriage had given him his children. And then he had met his soulmate.

She could live with that.