What if Liv and Elliot had one steamy night together before he left SVU, changing his number and dropping off the face of the earth. Liv has no way to tell him that they have a child together, so she just doesn't.
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The sun streams through the shutters of the Italian farmhouse, a fresh dusting of snow covers the windows, and it sparkles under the sun. Olivia walks downstairs with a smile, her eyes settling on the presents that Elliot has arranged under the tree.
"Good morning," Bernie smiles, walking out of the kitchen with a cup of hot chocolate. Olivia watches her take it to the couch where Kathleen is wrapped in a blanket.
"Morning," Olivia smiles, rubbing her eyes.
"It's 10 am on Christmas," Ivy says, looking at her mom. "You never sleep late on Christmas."
"What can I say? It's been an overwhelming few days," Olivia smiles, walking into the kitchen where the rest of the family are eating a full fry up, courtesy of their grandmother.
"Morning Olivia," Mo smiles, sipping her coffee. "Did you sleep well?"
"I did," Liv smiles, "Merry Christmas, everyone."
"Merry Christmas," Lizzie says, smiling warmly at her stepmother. "Do you want some breakfast?"
"Yes, please– I'm starving," Olivia says, sitting down as Elliot places a cup of coffee in front of her. He presses a kiss to her forehead and smiles.
"You were sleeping like a baby when I woke up," He says, "Isabella even poked your face," he laughs. "You were dead to the world."
Olivia giggles, blowing on her coffee. "I open pwesents?" Isabella asks sweetly, walking into the room.
"Let Mommy eat something first," Elliot says as he watches Olivia flick her food around her plate.
"Actually, I'm not that hungry," she smiles. "Let's go and open presents."
Olivia stands with the Stabler kids and follows them out of the room. "Babe, you alright?" Elliot asks, grabbing her arm and pulling her back gently.
"Yeah," Liv smiles, kissing his cheek. "It's present time. Come on before your daughter bursts."
"Daddy!" Izzy shouts, shaking a present.
"Told you," Liv giggles, wandering to the couch and sitting down next to Ivy, watching Elliot pass some presents out.
"You didn't need to get us anything," Maureen says, smiling as her father passes her a wrapped gift.
"Wasn't me," Elliot smiles, looking at his wife.
They all open their gifts, and Bernie reaches into the tree, grabbing a small box. "There's one more," She says, and Isabella, surrounded by pink toys, looks up excitedly. "For Elliot."
"Ohhh," Izzy pouts, pushing her pink barbie car through the pile of wrapping paper.
"Who is this from?" Elliot asks, shaking the box and holding it to his ear.
