Camp

"Justin, your daddy's here it's time to go," called out the camp counselor.

"No! I don't want to leave Allison!" responded a defiant little Justin Stabler.

Elliot came up and approached Justin and his new friend, "What do you say we wait here until Allison's mommy or daddy comes and you can say goodbye then," seeing the five year old hardly amused and standing with his arms folded he added, "And maybe if your really good we can make it so you and Allison can see each other again."

"Okay," he replied reluctantly, "but why can't she come home with us?"

"Sweetie, she has her one home."

"Fine," he ran over to the girl, "did you hear that I can stay until you have to leave."

"Yay! Do you want to play!" she yelled with a smile stretched across her face. The two children ran off hand in hand and started playing on the swing set.

"Wow," a woman said approaching Elliot, "I have never seen two children bond so closely," she laughed, "You better start planning the wedding now." She walked back to the sea of parents reuniting with their kids and tearful goodbyes.

Elliot sat down on a rock and watched them playing, he didn't know why but Allison looked so familiar, she was a beautiful young girl, dark eyes, dark hair. Full of charisma. He just couldn't figure out where he'd seen her before. The woman who worked at the camp returned, "She's right in here Mrs. Benson." He turned and stood in disbelief at his old partner.

"Elliot?" she asked shocked.

He looked at her, then the little girl on the playground, "she's your…"

"Yeah I found out right after I left, um I guess that makes her a few months younger than--."

"Justin," he smiled slightly and looked back to the children, "she's beautiful, she looks just like you."

"Compliments already?" she asked jokingly, "I like your jacket."

"Your hair's nice."

"Your son's adorable."

"Apparently he thinks the same about your daughter. They refuse to say goodbye."

Her voice softened, "I know the feeling."

"Olivia I--."

"Mommy! Mommy!" Allison yelled running over to Olivia.

"Hey honey," she scooped her daughter up in her arms, "I missed you."

"Can me and Justin play longer? Pleeeease!" she asked giving her the lip.

"Well, if Justin's daddy says its okay maybe we can all get something to eat," she looked over at Elliot, "Pleeeease!"

"Oh now how can I say no to that. Let's go."

"Good," Olivia replied, "cause I don't have a car."

"How'd you get here?"

"Cab."

"And how were you going to get back?"

"Actually this was all part of my evil plan have a kid two months after you, send her to the same camp and then trick you into a ride and free lunch."

"If you didn't have the kid you wouldn't need the ride."

"I said it was an evil plan, not smart."

"Right," he laughed as they walked to his car, "wait, who said I was paying for lunch?"