Notes: I couldn't wait anymore! I just had to get this chapter out! I finally picked a name, 'Scarlet Rose' in honor of the first title, 'White Rose'. I must confess, as soon as I finished White Rose I began planning a sequal. XD It was just too tempting.

FYI I typed like hell so I get could get this to you guys as soon as I could! Kinda fluffy in the first couple chapters, but I promise it gets better. Please be so kind as to review, for they make me quite happy (and more likely to update faster... *wink wink*). Plus I just love hearing your guys' feedback. An author writes not for herself, but for her audience after all! Anyway, I'mma let you read now. Please enjoy (and review!)!

P.S. if you have not read White Rose YOU WILL NOT GET THE STORY please I advise you before you read this if you have not already please read White Rose first. Thank you. That is all. ;) XOXO- SlivrBlade

Chapter 1: Making Memories

"Blue forty-two! Blue forty-two! Ten...hut!"

Elliot Stabler let out a grunt as the thirteen year old Anastasia Henderson leapt onto his back, knocking him over. She giggled and reached for the ball, but he held it high in the air.

"No fair!" he growled, trying to keep to keep the ball from Ana's reach. "That's not a tackle!"

"Life ain't fair!" Ana cackled as she snatched the ball away and began to sprint towards the goal life. She giggled with glee as Odafin Tutuola snatched her up over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. "Put me down!" she laughed. "Come on!"

"Gimme the ball!" Fin reasoned with a grin. He spun around with her, making her laugh even harder. "Come on! Out with it!"

"Never!" Ana laughed. "Liv, catch!"

Ana threw the football across the feild to the waiting Olivia Benson, who giggled and made for the goal line. She heard Elliot come up behind her and tossed it to Casey Novak, who cackled and ran across the goal line, thrusting her hands up in the air in victory.

"Whoo!" she cried happily, fist pumping the air. "Twelve-zip! You guys are looosing!"

"We'll see about that," Elliot growled, and snatched Casey off her feet. She screamed with laughter as he ran to the other side of the feild, both Casey and the ball in his arms.

"Cheater!" Olivia cried as he passed the line.

"Oh yeah?" Elliot's eyes were grinning mischevously as he plopped Casey down on the grass. "You want some too?"

"No!" Olivia laughed as Elliot began to charge her. "No! I don't!"

"Take it back!" Elliot ordered with laughter, picking her up and tossing Olivia in the air. "Take it back, Benson!"

"Never!" Olivia giggled as he spun her around. "You can't make me!"

"Take it back!" Elliot repeated with a growl.

"Cheater!" Casey taunted from the feild goal.

"You all just want some, don't you?" Fin laughed.

"Elliot!" Munch called from the sidelines.

Elliot stopped spinning to face him.

"What's up?" he called, feeling just the tiniest bit dizzy.

"We have a case!" Munch called back. "Cragen needs us at the precint ASAP!"

"Be right there!" Fin called, and dropped Ana to her feet. "This isn't over," he threatened.

"Bring it on!" Casey laughed, running up and thrusting the ball into his grip. "We'll still beat you!"

"You wish," Elliot laughed, putting down Olivia and snatching the football from Fin. "We let you win."

"Did you let us win last time?" Ana taunted.

"Or the time before that?" Casey continued with a devilish grin as she approached her car. "Or the time before that? Or the time..."

"Hey!" Elliot laughed. "We haven't played that many times!"

"Sure we have," Olivia smiled. She climbed into Elliot's car, Ana in the back seat. "You just pushed it to the back of your mind because you lost."

"Sure Liv," Elliot laughed. "Whatever you say."

Somewhere a horn honked, and Elliot laughed.

"Patience, my friend!" he called out to Munch, who was waiting for them to pull out. "We're coming!"

Soon the group found themselves at the precinct, and despite the gloomy atmosphere the group was as high-energy as ever.

"Hey El," Ana announced, tossing the football to him.

"Yeah?" Elliot replied, tossing back the ball from his desk.

"What case have you been working?" she asked. She tossed the ball again.

"Serial rapist," Elliot replied. He caught the ball and put it in his lap. "Why?"

"Just curious," Ana shrugged. "Everyone seems on high-alert."

Elliot nodded as he watched officers bustle from one desk to another, passing off files and witness statements.

"That's true," he told Ana. He turned back to her and threw the football back. "He's a real sneaky guy. Not to mention the vicitm is the Cheif of D's daughter. There's a lot of pressure on the squad. The case is highest priority."

Ana nodded and tossed the ball up in the air. Suddenly, Fin snatched it out of the air and laughed.

"Hey!" Ana giggled, grabbing at it. "Give that back!"

"You want it?" Fin laughed. He held it above his head. "Come get it!"

Ana giggled and leapt up out of the chair, grabbing for the ball. She nearly got it, so Fin cried "El! Catch!" and tossed the ball to Elliot.

"Hey!" Ana cried with a grin. "Not fair!"

"Life ain't fair!" Elliot cackled, taunting her with the ball. He put it into a good throwing position. "Fin! Go long!"

"Got it!" Fin cried, and reached up as the ball sailed overhead.

But instead of being caught, the ball sailed right over Fin's hand and hit the captain in the back of the head. The three trouble makers' eyes widened as Cragen spun around, his face quickly turning red with anger. He was pissed.

Notes: Please review! Thanks! ;)