Thankful For Irene
Author's Note: Thanks for all of the reviews. Please let me know what you think. I'm getting close to the end!
Olivia's contractions were coming faster and harder. She could barely catch her breath, and another contraction hit her. She was moaning in pain clutching her hardened belly. She was covered in sweat, but freezing at the same time. The heat was out because there was no electricity, and the station house was getting colder and colder.
"I'm never having sex with you again Elliot! This is all your fault! Everytime I even get close to you this happens! I swear to god you'd better get yourself fixed or you can move into the garage!"
"I need to fucking push!" Olivia screamed.
Munch, Fin, and Cragen heard the exchange between the detectives from outside in the squadroom.. They all felt extremely uncomfortable. Some things were just meant to be unheard. Munch nervously checked the window every other minute hoping for a glimpse of an ambulance. Luckily, Irene seemed to be uneffected. She was sound asleep in her pack and play.
After confirming, Elliot told Olivia that it was time to push. She was completely dialated. Olivia was already exhausted and dripping with sweat. Elliot helped his wife prop herself up against the pillows. On her next contraction, Olivia bore down with all her might. Elliot knew better then to count outloud.
"Liv, you're doing great, Keep doing what you're doing!"
Olivia was moaning and thrashing around in the bed. The pain was unbearable. She couldn't stand contraction drained her of more energy.
Finally, she heard Elliot yell from the foot of the bed. "Liv, you're crowning. I can see the top of the baby's head. Stop pushing for a minute!"
Olivia panted her way through the next few contractions, trying to give her body a chance to stretch to accomodate the baby.
"Alright, on the next contraction, bear down." Elliot instructed.
"The head is out!" Elliot told her.
"Ughhh!" Olivia yelled out. "It hurts!"
Elliot focused on the baby. The second shoulder was freed.
"One more push Liv. It's almost out!"
With the next contraction, Olivia gave it all she had left. The baby slid out with a gush of fell back against the pillows in relief.
Elliot wiped his son with a towel, and wrapped him up as tightly as possible in a clean blanket. He handed their crying son to his groggy wife.
Olivia smiled. "He's gorgeous!" Holding her son in her arms felt surreal. Like he wasn't really hers. It was strange to think she had just delivered a baby, but was still pregnant. She attempted to feed him for the first time, and he latched on right away; like an old pro. He suckled greedily from her engorged breast.
"What should we name him?" Elliot asked.
"Well, what do you think of Ryan Paul?"
"I think it's a good solid name. Ryan Paul Stabler it is!"
The baby had stopped eating, and was falling asleep on Olivia's chest. Elliot picked him up, and held him tight in his arms. He placed him in a makeshift bassinette to keep him safe.
Olivia's contractions had slowed down, and become milder. She didn't know what to expect, but was anxious to deliver the second baby. She tried to lay back and regain her energy in the meantime. Elliot sat next to her on the bed, and stroked her hair.
"You're amazing Liv. You never fail to amaze me."
She wanted to respond, but just didn't have the energy. Before she knew it, she had dozed off.
As Olivia was close to delivering the second win, Cragen heard a siren in the distance. Munch ran to the window to check, and saw the unmistakable red emergency lights pulling up to the precinct. Fin and Munch ran down the stairs to direct the paramedics.
When they arrived in cribs, Olivia was in the middle of a contraction. The paramedic immediately began to assess the situation. Elliot was relieved to have someoe with formal medical training on the scene. Oliva was immediately given oxygen, and an IV of fluids was started immediately.
When the EMT checked Olivia's progress, he was immediately alarmed. "The second twin is breech. I think it would be best if we get her to a hospital ASAP. Maam try not to push"
Olivia woke up in a hospital bed feeling disoriented. Her body ached everywhere. "What, where..where am I?" She looked down at her now-smaller belly.
Elliot took her hand, and kissed her cheek.
"Liv, we're at Manhattan General. You had a c-section to deliver our daughter. Do you remember?"
"No, the last thing I remember is being in the cribs. Where are the babies?"
"They're in the nursery. The nurse will bring them up when you are ready. There is one thing I need to tell you before you see the babies. We had a little surprise."
Olivia's stomach sunk.
Elliot continued, "After our daughter was born, the doctors discovered a third baby hiding behind our daughter; a little boy. He is the smallest of the three at 4 pounds 15 ounces and 18 inches long."
Olivia's eyes went wide. "Triplets? 3 babies?" She kept repeating to herself.
The nurse rolled in three basinettes and she was able to see for herself. Oliva burst into happy tears. "I can't believe it. I'm a mom of 4!.
"What do you want to name our daughter and surprise son?" Elliot asked handing Olivia her newborn daughter for the first time.
"I really love the name Adrienne Joy. But I want you to name our youngest, surprise son. It was your dream to have another boy."
"Luke Christopher," Elliot said looking into his son's eyes. "It's the name I've had in mind for our fourth baby."
"I guess we're settled then. We're now the parents of 4; Irene, Ryan, Adrienne, and Luke. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect this." Olvia paused for a minute. "You know El, I have a really good idea. While we're here, why don't you make the appointment for your vasectomy?"