The general idea of this one came to me in a dream. (Weird dreams, uhu, I'm aware of this :D) It's just a short one-shot, really just a bit of pointless fluff, but I hope everyone enjoys it.

"Elliot, Olivia, I need you to do something for me." The authoratitive voice of the SVU Captain, Don Cragen, rang out as Detectives Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson sat talking.

It had been a long few days. A girl's parents had been murdered, but she was so young that she just thought they'd gone away on a really long holiday, and nobody really wanted to tell her that they weren't coming back because she was such a cute, nice little girl.

Both detectectives looked up at their Captain, wondering what it was he wanted them to do. Munch and Fin were out on another case, and despite it being a long few days for the two, at the moment the crime rate was reasonably slow and there weren't many cases coming in. It was a long time since they'd been able to just sit and relax, chatting.

"The little girl from you case," Cragen stated.

"Oh god, what's happened?" Olivia asked worriedly, glancing at Elliot who shared the same worried look on his face.

"Nothing's happened, just Child Services aren't here yet and I swear, if I have to look after the kid for any longer I will snap," he growled. Elliot and Olivia were surprised yet amused at Cragen's agitation, as it was out of character and didn't look good on the normally calm, cool and collected man.

"She's a sweetie, Cap! What's getting to ya?" Elliot grinned.

"She's not shut up since I took her in there," Don pointed to his office door, through which the blonde head of the little girl was just visible.

"And you want us to get grouchy instead?" Elliot asked, trying not to laugh, and he glanced at Olivia who couldn't help ut let out a little giggle.

"Either you take her or you're on leave," the Captain pointed one thick finger at Elliot, fixing him with a dark, intense glare.

"Sure Captain," Elliot nodded, and as Don breathed a sigh of relief and turned to go and collect the little girl that was far to gregarious for him to handle.

When they were working a case the detectives had nothing but respect for their Captain, but when they were just hanging around waiting for something to do, one of their favourite pass times was teasing him.

Elliot saluted him as he walked off, and as Olivia laughed, he smiled and then said gruffly, "I'm gonna kick somebody's ass! That cute little kid won't shut up!!"

Olivia laughed even harder, holding her sides. Nobody could make her laugh like Elliot could. He was the one person who, as much as she tried, she couldn't resist his jokes and his charm, and that cheeky grin of his.

Elliot smiled, glancing round as he heard the little girl, Emily Matthews, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Ell!! Liv!!"

"Well hey there Emmy," he grinned as she launched herself at him, landing in his lap, belly down. "How've you been?"

She gave him a tight hug and kissed his cheek. "Good. You?"

"Pretty good too, thank you," he smiled at the little blonde haired, blue eyed, giggly little 5 year old. "You gonna say hey to Olivia?"

She nodded and jumped off his lap, running round the desks to Olivia and carrying out the same feat as she had with Elliot, launching herself into the air and leanding belly-first on Olivia's lap. "Liv!!"

"Hey Emily," she smiled. "Did you have fun with Don?"

"Don's grouchy," she smiled, and both Elliot and Olivia laughed along with her. "I liked you and Ell better."

"Doesn't everyone?" Elliot murmured, and Olivia laughed. "Hey, how about we go for lunch at the diner?"

At the diner across the road from the station, they wandered into the diner, Emily inbetween the two detectives, holding their hands and skipping. Neither Elliot nor Olivia could deny the fact that they loved this, looking after Emily together. It made them feel like a little family, even if they knew that eventually Child Services would come and collect Emily and take her off to be put in some foster home where they knew she'd be miserable.

"Hey, Ell, what's that on your neck?" she asked as they sat down at a little table by the window.

"Where?" he asked, glancing at Olivia, who bit her bottom lip, trying not to smile.

"There," Emily reached out and poked his neck.

"Oh, right. That," he swallowed his laughter best he could. "I nearly cut myself shaving this morning, that's all."

"Oh, kay," Emily nodded, swinging her legs and playing with her little rag doll as Elliot and Olivia stared at each other, both trying their best not to break out into laughter.

"Yeah, and I uh..." Elliot cleared his throat. "I had to be careful, I almost cut myself again on the other side too."

"You're silly," Emily giggled.

"I certainly am," he grinned at Olivia, who let out a soft laugh.

As their food arrived, Elliot looked at Olivia, grinning, and he gave her a wink. She grinned back and looked down at her salad, sighing. She hated the stupid diet, she really did, but she had promised herself she would lose at least 5 pounds.

Suddenly Emily gasped, pointing at Elliot. "Is it a lovebite?! My Daddy gives them to my Mommy all the time!!"

Elliot froze, fork with pasta attached only half-way to his mouth. He slowly looked up to Olivia, and she had gone the exact same shade as the beetroot in her salad...

I hope you all enjoyed this. I know it's not much, but as I said, it's just a pointless piece of fluff that came to me in a dream. Although I do have to say, it wasn't Olivia in the dream... lol

Anyway. I love reviews, they make me happy. So what do you say? Care to make me happy?