A/N: This is the last chapter of this story. I hope you enjoyed it! Thoughts in italics.

Disclaimer: Not mine... Really.

Elliot's room and POV

"Olivia?" Elliot asked in awe that his partner was back. What the hell is going on? And who's the kid?

"Yeah, it's me." Olivia said barely audibly.

"What's going on? Who's he?" Was everthing that happened these past 5 years just a dream?

"I...I'm back now... Elliot, this is David Elliot. He's your son."

"Really?" But how could this have happened?

"Yeah, don't you remember that night before I left?" Olivia asked near panic. Elliot looked at Olivia while deep in thought. The night before she left, night before she left, night before she left... Oh, right... She called... I met her in the hospital... She was going to go into the WPP and wanted to say goodbye... We talked about anything, and everthing we could think of, and then had sex. Now, I remember. I guess it really does only take once.

When Olivia saw that Elliot recalled that night she said, "I couldn't stand staying in Texas without you. The Feds wouldn't even let me bring any pictures of you guys, so I named him David Elliot Stabler so that I would never forget you. Like I could, but I was having one of many mood swings at the time." Olivia said with a chuckle, which caused Elliot to laugh.

"Hey, kiddo. How are you doin, buddy?" Elliot asked genuinely interested.

"I'm OK, but it took-ded you long enough to wake up!" Everybody laughed like they never laughed before.

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you, too, son. I love you, too."

1 year later we find Elliot and Olivia are married in a small church filled with family and friends, and Olivia 2 months into her next pregnancy.

THE END!