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Disclaimer: I only own Becca. I wouldn't mind having Elliot hidden under my bed, though.

Elliot shuffled his feet as her reached the top of the stairs. After putting in fifteen hours at the precinct, he was exhausted. He unlocked the door to his apartment and walked inside. He threw his keys onto the nearby table and locked the door behind him. He'd seen too much in this city...he knew to keep the door locked at all times. After hanging his coat up, he continued into the living room. Loosening his tie, he smiled at the sight he saw. Becca was cuddled up on the couch with a book on her chest, asleep. He knelt down next to her sleeping form and gently smoothed her blonde locks from her face.

Her eyes fluttered open as she looked up at him. "Hey.." She smiled.

"Hi." He smiled back. "How you feelin'?"

"Great."

"Why aren't you in bed?"

"I was reading." She replied, as she moved to sit up. "And, apparently I fell asleep."

"I was beginning to think that you were waiting up for me." He said, sitting next to her.

"Pfft. In your dreams." She smiled, teasingly.

"Oh, in my dreams, huh?" He let out a slight chuckle.

"Why would I wait up for you?"

"I don't know..."

She smiled and moved her feet into his lap. "I tried going to bed a few hours ago, until this devil child-" She pointed to her enlarged belly. "Tried clawing it's way out of me."

"Aww..." He chuckled as he rubbed his hands up her legs. "Maybe, he or she just missed me?"

"Ehh..maybe." She replied. "I know I did."

"And just a minute ago you were saying you wouldn't wait up for me?"

"I've just learned not to wait up for you, sweetheart. You usually give me a lecture when I do.."

"Yeah, I know."

She stood up and grabbed his hand. "Come on...you look exhausted, baby doll."

"That's because I am.." He sighed as he stood up. He placed his arms around her waist and pecked her lips. "I missed you, beautiful."

"Aww." She kissed him. "I missed you too."

"I missed my bed more..." He said with a teasing grin.

"Har har.." She rolled her eyes, as she lead him into the bedroom.

"I know. I'm funny, right?" He grinned, as he sat on the bed and took his shoes off.

"Yes, baby." She said, looping her arms around his neck and straddling his lap. "Just a regular comedian."

Elliot let out a chuckle as he rested his hands on her hip, as she rubbed her hand down the back of his neck.. "How'd your case go?"

"Pretty good, actually." She replied. "They did a drug test on her and found three different drugs in her system, so the little girl went home with the foster parents. The judge told her that if she isn't clean in the next three months, he's gonna permanently remove her daughter."

"How stupid can people be?" He sighed. "Go to court when you're all drugged up. Wow. That's brilliant."

"Eh, well-" She shrugged. "She was stupid enough to let the drugs take over her life. She should love her daughter more."

"Speaking of children.." He said, moving his hand to her belly. "How's it going, little one?" He cooed.

Becca smiled and kissed his forehead. "You're so cute."

Elliot grinned and kissed her lips. "Yes..I know...and handsome..and sexy.." He said, trailing kisses down her neck.

"And egotistical.." She laughed, teasingly poking at his sides.

"Me? Nah."

"Yes. You." She said, running her fingers over his hair. "You suffer from E.M.S."

"Um, okay." He raised his eyebrows. "What the hell is that?"

"Egotistical Male Syndrome."

Elliot let out a chuckle. "I do not!"

"Oh. Yes, you do."

"Do not."

"Yes."

"No."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Should we bring Olivia in on this for her opinion?"

Elliot chuckled a little harder. "No."

"Exactly."

"Ohh..cocky, are we?"

"No." She grinned. "I just know what I'm talking about."

"Sure ya do."

"I do."

"Baby, E.M.S doesn't even exist."

"Yes. It does...me and Olivia have already discovered this."

"How?"

"By knowing you." She laughed.

"You're so mean!" He said, tickling her.

Becca laughed. "I am not mean." She said, grabbing his hands to stop him. She entwined his fingers with hers and raised them above his head, pushing him down on the bed. Her lips crashed down on his, causing him to grin, before he kissed her back. She pulled away with a smile. "Ha. I win."

"Only cause I let you.."

"Yeah..sure.."

"I did." He grinned. "I didn't wanna fight you off and cause you to break a nail or something."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. I didn't wanna make you cry." He chuckled, as she glared at him.

"Hardy har har..."

"Aww..don't get mad." He said, kissing her. "I still love you."

"Yeah. I know..how could you not?" She said sarcastically. "After all..I'm Becca."

"Who? Oh crap..I don't know you..where's my wife?" He laughed, as he recieved a punch in his arm. "Ow!" He said, through his laughter. "I was only kidding and you had to go and hurt me.."

"Oh boo hoo." She said, laying next to him and fingering the buttons of his shirt. "Who made who cry?"

"Nobody's crying." He said, pecking her lips, over and over. "I'm gonna go take a shower. Wanna come?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Hmm.." She thought for a minute. "What do I get out of it?"

"Me." He said, snaking his hands up her shirt.

"Mmmm..." She grinned. "Sounds tempting.."

"You know you want to.." He said, playfully nibbling at her neck.

"Race ya." She said pecking his lips and jumping off his lap.

Elliot grinned and stood up. "Holy crap! When did the roof start leaking?"

"What?" Becca turned to where he was looking. "I don't see anyth-" She stopped as she turned around and noticed that he was already starting the shower. "You're an ass, El!"

"I win!" He called back, laughing.

The next morning, Elliot emerged from the bedroom and found Becca coming through the front door with a stack of mail in one hand and a small box under her arm.

"Where'd you go?" He asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Downstairs to get the mail." She smiled, stating the obvious. "Can you do me a favor?" She sat it all down on the table.

"What?" He asked, sitting down at the table as he stirred his coffee.

"If you have time during your lunch hour today, can you swing by and pick up the wallpaper border for the baby's room? They left a voice mail to tell me that it's in. I'd go get it myself, but you're closer."

"Sure. No problem." He said, taking a sip from his cup. "What's in the box?"

"It's the lamp I ordered for the baby's room."

"What lamp?"

"You're just full of questions this morning, aren't ya?" She smiled at him, as she grabbed the letter-opener and cut the tape on the box.

"I'm a detective." He smiled, proudly. He grabbed the box from her and pulled her into his lap. "Let's see it."

"You're not gonna like it." She said, as she finished opening the box.

"I won't know that until I see it."

She pulled out a small blue lamp, with a half-moon painted on it. A teddy bear, surrounded by shooting stars, was sleeping on the half-moon.

"Aw." He smiled. "I think it's cute."

"Really?"

"Yes." He pecked a kiss onto her lips. "It's cute."

"Thank you." She smiled, resting her forehead against his, looking into his eyes. "I love you."

"I love you, too." He kissed her. "I gotta get to work."

She grabbed the tie that he had draped around his neck and started tying it for him. "Don't forget about the wallpaper."

"I won't."

"Don't forget about Kathleen's parent/teacher meeting, either."

"At six o'clock at the highschool." He smiled. "See...sometimes I do remember things."

"Such a good boy." She patted his cheek and stood up. "Remind me to give you a cookie or something.."

He stood up and pulled her to him, crashing his lips down onto hers, kissing her long and slowly. Her arms looped around his neck, as she kissed him back. His hands rested on her hips, as his kisses moved down her jawline towards her neck.

"We're gonna be late.." She uttered, breathlessly.

"So?" He asked, lifting her up and placing her on the kitchen counter. His hands reached for the buttons on her shirt.

"El.." She started, but she was hushed with a whispered "shh" against her lips, before he kissed her again. She felt his hand gently snake up her skirt, caressing her thigh as it moved closer and closer to it's destination. She felt his fingers on her and moaned against his lips. Elliot grinned with satisfaction as his kisses once again moved down her jawline and he started sucking and biting at her neck.

"Fuck it. Work's not that important..." She said, undoing his tie.

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