A/N: Here is the first chapter of the sequel. Elliot isn't in this chapter...but please keep reading and reviewing. This will be at least EO friendship. Thanks to Dramawitsvu17 for the names of Olivia's husband and children. In the brackets beside the girls names is how you pronounce their names.Please read and review.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything to do with the show.

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Fifteen years had gone by; Olivia still lived in Los Angeles. She was now an SVU detective and married to a man named Julian Lee Thomas. He was African-American, six years older then her and had a son from a previous relationship. A sixteen year old named Damian Christopher. Olivia and her step son were close and she treated him as her own son. Damian even looked up to Olivia.

Olivia and Julian had married in a blissful, romantic beach wedding nine years before and thirty seven weeks later they welcomed identical twin girls in to the family. Alia (U-lee-ya) Nicole was born at 2:56am, weighing five pounds six ounces; Amya (U-my-ya) Rose was born at 3:11am and weighed five pounds ten and a half ounces. The girls were identical in almost every way. They had inherited their mother's stubborness and their father's timidness. When Alia and Amya were three years old, Olivia and Julian extended the family again when they welcomed Jordan Taylor; who was now five and a mama's boy.

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Olivia and Julian were lying in bed, in each other's warm, naked embrace. Julian was in the Army and was due to leave for a mission in the morning.

Olivia held up her head on her left hand and looked in to her hushand's caramel pools. Her own pools of chocolate brown were sad as she talked to her loving husband. "Jules, I don't want you to go."

Julian wiped away some of his beautiful wife's rebellious tears. "I know, baby. I know." He wrapped his warm, muscly arms around his wife and she rested her head in his chest. Olivia refused to cry but some rebellious tears managed to fall.

Julian thought that his younger beautiful wife had fallen asleep in the safety of his arms but her shaky voice flowed out from his chest but was muffled so he didn't quite understand what she had said.

"What did you say, Liv?"

Olivia gently pulled back and looked in to her husband's caramel orbs again. "Let's make love one more time before you have to go." She rolled on to her back as her husband got on top of her.

He nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I love you." He whispered as he slid in to her, smoothly. This would be their third love making session for the day. Once that morning and now round two for the night.

"I love you too." Olivia kissed his slender neck as he slowly and passionately thrust in and out of his wife.

This love making session was slow and passionate. It was about contact and love; not just about having a release.

After awhile of kissing and the occasional moan, Olivia felt the familiar feeling in the bottom of her stomach; her climax was coming.

Julian felt his wife's inner walls clench around his shaft. "Let go for me, baby. Let go." He panted in her ear.

"Not until you do." She panted back.

The tall, musclar man reached down in between their sweaty, naked bodies and began to rub his wife's clit, which sent her over the edge. She orgasmed, followed by her older handsome husband.

"Wow." Julian slid out of her and laid down on the bed beside her.

"Yeah, wow." Olivia smiled as she rested her head in her husband's arms once again.

Julian kissed her on the lips. "Let's get some sleep. We have to be up in four hours."

Olivia nodded and closed her eyes, resting her head on her husband's chest.

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Olivia woke to her husband gently shaking her awake. "Huh?" Her deep mocha orbs fluttered open to see Julian already dressed in his Army uniform.

"Baby, you slept through the alarm. You need to have a shower." He cooed to his half asleep wife.

Olivia sat up slowly and rubbed her tired eyes. "What about the kids?"

Julian smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. "All four of them are just about ready."

"Ok." She sat up and sadly walked in to their ensuite bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Julian was about to walk away when he heard a sob escape from his wife in the bathroom and then the shower being turned on.

He took a slow, deep breath before walking out of the bedroom to check on the children. He knew why Olivia was upset. She was scared that he wouldn't return home. He had to admit that he was scared as well but he needed to go; it was his job.

"Daddy!" One of the twins screeched from the kitchen.

Julian rushed downstairs in to the kitchen to find the girls arguing over the last pancake. "Ok girls, let's sort this out fairly." He grabbed the butter knife and cut it in half. He put half on the younger twin's plate. "Here is your half, Amya." He then put the other half on the older twin's plate. "And that's your half, Alia. Problem solved."

"Thank you, daddy." The girls thanked their father in unison.

"You're welcome, girls. Eat up, we have to leave very soon." He walked in to the living room to find Damian and Jordan watching some early morning cartoon.

"Damian, I asked you to watch the twins as well as Jordan."

Damian shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, dad."

Julian sighed. "It's ok. Get ready to go. I'm going to check on Liv."

He walked in to the master bedroom to see his young, beautiful wife sitting in front of the mirror, trying to hold back her tears of fear. She was dressed in a just above knee length black skirt, a light blue blouse and a pair of black high heels. Her shoulder length brown hair was neatly brushed and left to hang.

Julian walked up to her and took her soft, olive toned hand in his large one. "Come on, baby. We have to go now."

Olivia nodded and let her husband lift her up. He wiped away some more of her rebellious tears, which had fallen against her will. "It will be ok, baby. It will be ok." He tried to reassure her.

Olivia sadly nodded. "I guess we had better go now."

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Olivia pulled the mini van over in front of the meeting place and the family piled out. The place was already swamping with families, saying goodbye and they didn't have much time.

Julian and Damian shared a manly hug and pat on the back. "Take care of the family, son."

"Will do, dad." The teenager replied as they backed away.

Julian then squatted down to say goodbye to the twins.

"Alia. Amya. Be good for Mommy, ok? I love you." He wrapped his arms around the both of them and gave them each a kiss on the cheek.

"We love you, daddy." Alia spoke sadly.

"We'll miss you." Amya finished, just as sadly.

"I'll miss you too, girls." Julian hesitated as he pulled away from them before moving on to the youngest of the family. "Be good for Mommy, little man."

"Ok, daddy. I love you." The little boy gave his father a big hug.

"I love you too, buddy." Julian stood up again and wrapped his arms around his wife.

As her husband hugged her tightly, she closed her eyes momentarily.

"I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Jules. Please make sure you come home to us." She whispered.

Julian pulled away a bit and his lips crashed with his wife's, beginning a very passionate kiss.

"I'll call you the first moment that I get. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you so much...I'll be waiting for that call, honey."

The couple shared one last quick kiss and pulled away.

"Bye." Julian waved to his family and walked away, sadly.

Once her handsome husband was out of sight, Olivia turned to the children. "Come on, kids. Time to go home."

It was going to be a rough time for the family while they waited for Julian's safe return.