Setting the scene: Okay so Elliot and Olivia have just begun dating. They're still partners, and all that jazz though. This is somewhat Auish because for the sake of the story we're going to pretend that "Swing" never happened and we don't really know anything about Elliot's family. We're also going to put aside the matter of how they got together and just accept that they are. So enjoy, and don't forget to review!!

" Do we have to?" Olivia whined, plopping down n the foot of her bed.

"Yes." Elliot said simply.

"But…"

"Liv, it's Thanksgiving, don't you want to spend it with family?"

"Elliot in all of the years that I have been alive I've never spent Thanksgiving with family." she huffed, "In fact, for the past 8 years I've spent Thanksgiving alone, so just you and me at home is a big step for me."

"Liv come on, they're my family and they invited us to spend Thanksgiving with them. Now I'm asking you, will you please just do this… for me?"

Olivia sighed and scrubbed her hand across her face, "You're lucky I love you." she grumbled. Elliot laughed and pulled her up off of the bed and into his arms.

"I know I am." he kissed the top of her head, "Thank you."

"So when do we leave?" she asked unenthusiastically.

"First thing in the morning. They live about three hours upstate, but with holiday traffic it'll take us longer." she pouted slightly and he released her from his arms and walked towards her closet.

He opened the door and started rifling through her things.

"What are you doing?" she asked somewhat irritably.

"Helping you pack." he smiled at her.

"Pack?" she furrowed her brows, "For what?"

"Oh," he said feigning stupidity, "didn't I mention that I told my mother that we would stay until Sunday?"

She wanted to smack that cocky shit-eating grin right off of his face, "Sunday?!?" she yelled, "Elliot, that's four days!"

"You always were good at math Liv."

"Elliot…" she glared at him. He approached her and smiled down at her sweetly.

"You love me."

"Hmm… the verdict's still out on that one." she said as he grabbed her waist.

"Yeah, whatever you say… I love you" she squealed as he began tickling her furiously.

"Elliot!" she laughed. "Stop it!" he pinned her down onto the bed and continued tickling her until they were both laughing hysterically, and she was gasping for breath. "Fine, fine… you're right you ass hole, I love you." she giggled as he leaned down and kissed her quickly on the lips.

"And you'd do anything for me." he said as he pinched her side tickling her briefly.

"Yes, yes," she laughed, "even spend four whole days with your family who I've never met before."

"So, what is it that makes you want to have any excuse to get our of spending the weekend with my family? I don't think they did too horrible of a job at raising me." he smiled. She was still pinned to the bed underneath him as he hovered over her, entangling her hair in his fingers.

"Oh El, it's not that and you know it. It's just that I've never had a family. It was always just my mother and I, and even she wasn't around most of the time. Whenever I would go over friends' houses for dinner I would always feel so uncomfortable being in a family setting. When you're not part of the family you're an outsider, and I always felt like an outsider enough by not having a family of my own. Intruding on someone else's family just intensifies those feelings."

"Olivia," he sighed, "you're not going to be intruding, you were invited. You're my family, and I'm yours, so I promise you that you will not be an outsider." she nodded softly and he kissed her forehead, "If you really don't want to do this we don't have to. All that's important is that I spend it with you."

"When did you get so mushy?" she smiled. "No El, I want to do this. I want to meet your family." the truth was that she didn't, but she owed him way more than that, so she would do it for him.

"Thank you." he kissed her once more and got up off of her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up with him. "So," he grinned, "first on our list to pack is underwear." she smacked his arm playfully, but he ignored her as he began searching through her drawers. He pulled out a slinky piece of black lace lingerie, and held it up in front of himself.

"Black's a good color on you." she quipped, hoping to distract him from the fact that she was blushing.

"Mmm… yes, but something tells me that this would look much better on you."

She beckoned him to her and when he was close enough she pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt. Their lips were millimeters apart, and she could feel his breath on her lips begin to grow heavy. "Maybe we should pack later." she smiled seductively.

He didn't respond, he just met his lips with hers and ran his tongue along her lower lip. She opened her mouth to allow him entrance, and as soon as she did so the kiss grew hungry. He backed her up towards the bed and laid her down on top of it. He began to work the buttons on her shirt until it was off of her completely. He pulled her pants down and discarded them across the room so she was clad in only her bra and underwear.

He kissed her neck and began sucking gently, "You know," he whispered into her ear as he nibbled on it. "My family has this tradition on Thanksgiving of going around the table and each person says what they're thankful for…" she moaned softly at his ministrations.

He sat up and looked down at her appreciatively, admiring her toned body. "Mmm… and this year I definitely know what I'm thankful for." she laughed sexily and then pulled him back on top of her again.

A/N: So I hope you like it so far, it's just a fluffy little thing that I felt the need to write, but it's going to be a chapter story, so definitely stay tuned. Don't forget to review my loves!! Also if anyone has any suggestions that they'd like to see go in don't hesitate to let me know! Thanks for reading!! -xox Sam