Sick
Elizabeth and Dickie Stabler are sick. With Kathy at work already, Elliot calls out of work today to take care of his children.
"Dadddddy…" Elizabeth cried out through soft tears while lying on the sofa next to her twin brother, Dickie.
"Yeah baby?" Elliot said warmly, feeling sorry for his twins. Whenever one twin was sick, the other one always was.
"I don't feeeeeel goooddd.." she cried softly. When the twins were sick, Dickie was the calmer one that just looked pitiful all day long, and Elizabeth was the one that cried.
"Shh…I know baby…it's okay. I'm here to take care of you." Elliot took his thumb and wiped his daughter's tears away, kissing the top of her haid. He chuckled at her when she began to try to flatten her frizzy, curly blond hair. "You look fine, Lizzie." He laughed.
He then turned his attention to his son, "Dickie..you okay buddy? You don't look so good.."
Dickie's face was a ghastly color. He slowly shook his head no. "I think I'm gonna throw up daddy.." he said pitifully.
Elliot nodded. "I'll be right back, buddy." He said, standing up to go fetch a bucket for his son to throw up in. Elliot did not plan on wearing his invisible doctor suit today, but duty calls!
Once Elliot returned, he sat the bucket on the floor close to Dickie, and sat inbetween his children on the couch. He put his arms lovingly around both of them and snuggled with them.
Elizabeth coughed loudly, and then looked up at her father. "I love you Daddy. You're the beeeeeeeeeest doctor ever." She smiled.
"Yeah daddy. You're the best!" Dickie chimed in, both children moving over to snuggle closer to their daddy.
Elliot smiled, hugging and kissing each of them. This was going to be a long day, but he would do anything for his kids.