L&O: SVU One Shots

Three Soon to be Four (Benson)

Dedicated to @JessieHarper0

Request: Can I have a Benson imagine? I start working at SVU and then it time jumps to me being pregnant and Elliot was the donor.

Pairing: Benson x OC (Jessie Harper)

I finished unpacking my little box of small trinkets. My desk at my new job was finally complete! It had a few nerdy little things and a picture of me with my family.

"That's a cute picture," a feminine voice spoke behind me.

I turned around to see a beautiful woman with gorgeous eyes and brunette hair. I was completely awestruck. A blush appeared on my face as I looked at her perfect smile. My feet shuffled, and I looked for the right way to respond. I absolutely had to make a great first impression.

"T-Thanks!" I mentally kicked myself, "I'm Detective Jessie Harper."

"Olivia Benson," she shook my hand.

God her hands are soft, but they are also strong at the same time.

"Thanks," she grinned.

"Did I-"

"Say that out loud? Yes you did."

I apologized, "I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay," she stepped closer to me and whispered into my ear, "You're quite the adorable little thing when you are flustered."

From that day on I fell madly in love with her. I fit into the squad about two weeks later and Olivia, Elliot, and myself were inseparable. We always tried go with each other and hung out at the same bar after difficult cases. Elliot would usually leave early, which I was thankful for; it gave me the opportunity to spend more time with Liv. I had a hard time figuring out if she felt the same way about me as I felt about her. She hid her feelings well, and when she did show them, they seemed to be nothing more than casual talk.

"We should go on a date sometime," she sipped her drink and spoke.

I gasped, "Um...okay."

"C'mon! Don't play coy with me Harper," she raised an eyebrow, "I know how you feel about me. You are not the best at hiding things, especially that blush on your face."

My hands grazed my cheeks and caught on fire. Because they were burning so heavily, I hid my face in my jacket. I was beyond embarrassed; I was mortified. I felt a familiar hand pull at my jacket. I saw Liv's amazing smile once again.

"Don't hide," she grabbed my hands, "You are wonderful. If asking you out causes this, I can't wait to see what's down the road."

- Three and a half years later-

"I cannot believe this is happening," I looked down at my stomach, "I'm freaking pregnant with my wife's partner's baby."

"This is our baby," Liv pouted.

I rolled my eyes, "Oh sorry! Our baby...what was I thinking?"

"You two fight like you've been married fifty years," Elliot joined in.

I squinted my eyes and stuck out my tongue at him, "No one asked you to join in Stabler."

"Whatever. Hey-" Elliot was trying to get a waitress's attention, "Can I get a beer?"

"Su-"

"No," I but in, "He will not have a beer."

The waitress stood there awkwardly, "S-Should I-"

"You can go," I said, "Don't pay attention to him."

She left and Elliot looked longingly at the bar, "What the hell Harper?"

"If I can't drink, none of you can drink," I stared both Elliot and Liv down, "Why are we even in this bar in the first place?"

"Because this is our spot," Liv responded.

I looked at her lovingly as I began to remember all the late nights, sleepless early mornings, and aw fuck-its. I remember her being totally wasted and confessing that she was addicted to cuddling; I could barely remember when I drunkenly confessed that I thought her bed head was majorly sexy. Elliot could not remember anything of these things because he had either left by that time, or was shitfaced singing old 80s songs. Livin' On a Prayer still haunts me to this day because of him.

"And," Liv continued, "This is where I took my lovely wife on our first date. I also have been drunk with her many times here, and I even proposed here. I feel like I have spent a fifth of my life at this bar, but I would not change it for the world."

I wanted to kiss her so very badly, but I settled for reaching across the table to hold her hands, "Me either. I feel like I truly fell in love with you here."

"If you two are done," Elliot got up from his chair, "The bar is closing."

"Shit!" I was wide eyed, "It is four a.m. already! What time did we get here?"

"One something," Liv did not seem surprised.

I shook my head in disbelief.

"Honey," she rubbed my arm, "You slept in all day. Did you not pay attention to the time? You were the one really wanting to go out. We thought, why not? You should have fun sometimes when you are pregnant."

I smiled and opened my arms for hugs. Elliot and Liv found a way to avoid my stomach while they both hugged me. Their warm embrace and generally thoughtfulness and generosity made me want to cry.

I hugged Elliot a little longer than Liv, "Thanks again for being the donor. I feel so much better knowing who it came from."

"No problem. I would take the chance to tease Liv any day. You don't know how funny it is. When you are stuck at desk duty and we are out, I say to her all the time...Liv, I got your wife pregnant," he laughed.

I smacked him playfully, "Be nice to her or you will face my wrath. I have hormones pulsing through every fiber of my being. I could fuck you up twenty different ways if I wanted to."

"Damn," smirked Elliot, "I'll back off now. Goodnight guys."

Elliot walked out of the bar. I turned to Liv and gave her a cheerful smile. She hugged me once more and massaged my stomach a bit.

"Thanks for defending me honor," she sweetly kissed my lips, "I love you so much. We are going to be great mothers."

We held hands as we walked outside into the cool Fall air, "You bet! We are going to be great no matter what anyone says. Why? Because we have fearlessness!"