I know I just put this up, but I've been working on this in my head all afternoon, so I just had to get it out! So, I'm updating the same story, and it's now complete. So without further ado, the conclusion of One Night Stand. Enjoy!

SIXTEEN YEARS LATER

Sergeant Olivia Cassidy looked in the mirror, seeing her husband come up behind her and wrap her in his arms. "Morning," she smiled, making eye contact with him in the mirror.

He mumbled incoherently to her and buried his face in her neck, taking in the smell of her hair that had grown out. She cut it short two years ago after her attack; she hated him even touching her then short hair for a while. He loved her hair long like this. He gently kissed her neck and ran his hands over her sides that were covered by only a towel. "Why are you up and ready so early?" he asked, his voice still groggy from sleep.

She closed her eyes and gently tilted her head, allowing him better access to her neck. He knew all the right spots to kiss, and his voice first thing in the morning was enough to drive her crazy. "I figured I'd drive Lily into daycare this morning before heading over to the precinct. I don't get to do it often." She turned in his arms and bit her bottom lip. "But I have some time if you have something in mind," she smirked.

He smirked and lifted her up, setting her on the bathroom counter, undoing her towel. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, taking the view of is wife before him in. He kissed the scars on her breasts from the burns she endured two years prior during her attack. He remembered how she wouldn't let him see her naked for the longest time, ashamed of what that monster had done to her. He kissed her stomach, along the stretch marks she got from carrying their daughter, Lily. He remembered kissing her belly every morning and every night, talking to his child in Olivia's womb. He remembered how they almost lost the baby, but they had an expert doctor who was able to stop Olivia from going into preterm labor. He remembered the feeling of holding his child in his arms for the first time. He picked up her hand and kissed her fingers, remembering when he slipped the wedding ring on her finger in a small, intimate, yet gorgeous ceremony in Central Park. He remembered their honeymoon in Paris. He kissed up her arm to her lips, and the memory of the first night they spent together flashed through his mind. Every kiss, every touch, every word was still as clear as if it had just happened yesterday.

They fought a long road. Shortly after their night together he left SVU for Narcotics, and he worked undercover a lot. It wasn't until nearly thirteen years later when they had a case that overlapped. He asked her out for drinks and they wound up in bed together again, only this time she stayed the night. He figured it was just another one night stand, but she proved him wrong when she all but told him she wanted more after he was shot and nearly died. They lost each other once, they would be damned if it would happen again. Olivia craved his kiss, he was her drug, and she was his. They were addicted to each other and they never wanted to quit the other. She wrapped her legs around him and smiled when he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, laying her down and climbing on top of her. Her hair was fanned out over the pillow, like a halo around her head. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. "Make love to me, Bri."

He smiled and took his sleep pants off, leaving them both naked. He leaned down and kissed her again, whispering against her lips. "You know it, my Sea Turtle."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him again, letting out a small groan feeling him push inside of her. She arched her back and broke the kiss, letting out a soft moan. She clawed at his back then ran her hands over his chest. He took her hands in his as he started moving inside of her. She let out another moan and closed her eyes. "Yeah, Baby, just like that." Her moan was high pitched and whiney. He made her come undone; he made her lose control.

He kissed her neck and let out a groan. "God, what you do to me." He bit the skin on her neck and kissed up to her earlobe. He looked down at her and gently caressed her face. "Open your eyes, Beautiful," he whispered, his breath heavy.

She opened her eyes and looked deep into his, her chest heaving with her breath, she held onto him as if her life depended on it. She pulled him into another kiss and she ran her fingers through his short hair, her hips meeting him thrust for thrust. She let out a small moan feeling how deep he was inside of her. She felt her orgasm start to build and she broke the kiss and gasped. "I'm so close, Bri."

He smiled and ran his hand over her sides and between them, he started to play with her clit and he heard her moan. She threw her head back and arched her back off the bed. "That's it, Baby, feel it." He felt her clench around him and he groaned, coming inside of her. "God, Liv," he moaned louder than he intended to. He let his weight fall on top of her, then he rolled them so she was on top, her hair draping over his chest. "I love you, Liv."

She smiled and looked up at him. "I love you too, Bri." She kissed him softly and felt his hand caress her face. She broke the kiss and turned her face and kissed his rough palm. "Can we call in sated today?"

He chuckled and kissed her gently. "Just one more work day until we're off and we can all be together as a family."

She closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest. "Mm," she took a deep breath and then looked back up at him. "Did you ever notice how we never get under the covers to have sex? Unless we're already under them, we just do it on top of them."

"It's because we can't wait to get our hands on each other," he chuckled.

She rolled her eyes and smirked. "But the first night we had sex, that one night, we were under the covers. It's weird; I think we were more self-conscious then than we are now. Back then, when I was in my thirties, everything was where it was supposed to be, nothing jiggled that wasn't supposed to. Now, I'm older and my body shows it. I don't know it's just odd, I think."

"I think we were nervous back then. Alcohol can only do so much, baby. It was the first time we were seeing each other naked. I feel like a lot of people have sex under the covers for the first time, there was one other time we purposely had sex under the covers."

She bit her bottom lip and nodded. "After my attack," she said, barely above a whisper.

He nodded. "Yeah, I remember seeing you and thinking in my mind how truly beautiful you were. I didn't see the burns, all I saw was the woman that I loved, and she was perfect. Still is."

She smiled and looked up at him, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. "You have no idea how much it means to me when you tell me that," she whispered.

He gently brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. "It's the truth, you know I wouldn't say it if it weren't true. Have I ever."

She thought for a minute. "Once."

"When?"

"Sixteen years ago, in the squad room. You told me when I got married, my marriage would be an affair. It's not."

He looked into her eyes and smiled. "No, it's not."

She rested her head on his chest again. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did."

"Wise ass."

"But you love me."

"Not sure why, but yes."

He chuckled. "Ask away, Turtle."

"Why do you call me your Sea Turtle, or Turtle? I've never understood that."

"Sea turtles live forever, and they mate for life."

"But we didn't."

He shrugged. "No, but we came back to each other in the end. I don't know about you, but I don't want anyone else, for the rest of my life."

She rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him. "I think I'll keep you around," she winked.

"Oh do you now?"

"Yeah."

"Really?"

"Mmhm." Her lips landed on his and she kissed him passionately slipping her tongue into his mouth, letting out a soft moan as their tongues battled for dominance. He sat up, making her sit up as they kissed. The kiss started to get heated and she felt him getting hard again. She smirked and started to grind her hips against his, moaning. She felt his hands run along her back. Just as she was starting to ride him fast and hard she heard their daughter's voice outside the door, and a knocking sound.

"Mama? Daddy?"

Olivia stopped and broke the kiss, letting out a breath. "She's got impeccable timing," she whispered. She gave him a chaste kiss and grabbed his robe and shrugged it on, tying it. She looked at Brian. "Cover up and don't move," she whispered, pointing at him. She opened the door and saw Lily standing outside the door rubbing her eyes, crying. "Oh, Princess, what's wrong?"

"I no feel good."

"You don't feel good? Tell Mama what doesn't feel good."

"Tummy."

"Oh, your tummy hurts? How about Mama gets you something to make it all better?"

Lily nodded. "Yeah."

"Yeah? Okay, come on." She picked Lily up and carried her into the master bathroom, closing the door so Brian could get dressed, sitting her on the counter and opening the medicine cabinet and pulling out some medicine to give her. Brian came in within a few seconds of them being in there and stood next to Olivia. "Okay, ready to take your medicine?"

Lily shook her head. "Yuck."

Brian looked at Olivia. "What if Daddy takes some? Shows you that it isn't yucky?"

Lily crossed her arms and shook her head. "No 'cine."

Olivia took a deep breath. "Stay right here, I'll be back." She took the medicine into the kitchen and added a little sugar, dipping her pinky into it to taste it. She brought it back into the bathroom and smiled gently. "You remember the song that Mary Poppins sings?" Lily looked at her mother and nodded. "Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down, the medicine go down, medicine go down. Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down in the most delightful way," Olivia sang softly.

Lily looked at her mother and smiled. "No yucky?"

Olivia smiled and shook her head. "Not yucky at all."

Lily opened her mouth for Olivia to give her the medicine and she swallowed. "Ummy!" She smiled and giggled a little bit.

Olivia smiled and picked her back up. "Tell you what, how about you let Mama get dressed and we all stay home today and watch Disney movies?"

Lily nodded. "Wiff Stitch?"

Olivia smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead. "With Stitch, go get him while Mama gets dressed, okay?"

"Kay." Olivia set Lily down and she tottered off to her room to get her stuffed animal.

Olivia smiled and looked at Brian who was now also wearing a shirt. "We'll have Mama and Daddy time when Lily has nap time," she winked. She walked back into the bedroom and slipped on a pair of panties and then yoga pants and slipped into one of Brian's t-shirts. She looked at Brian and held her hand out. "Come on, let's go have a movie day."

They sat on the couch, with Lily in between tem, watching Lilo & Stitch. They just got to the part where Lilo explained what O'hana meant. Lily smiled. "Hana!"

Olivia looked at Brian and smiled. "O'hana means family. Family means no one gets left behind… Or forgotten."

A/N: If you couldn't tell I'm a Disney buff. And yes, I had Liv sing to Lily, but let's face it, M has a beautiful singing voice (whether she thinks so or not). Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed! Please review, here or on Twitter UnbrokenBarista! And I can't thank you all enough for being such awesome, loyal readers. You guys really give me the confidence to keep writing! Heck, I may even write a real book one day! Thanks again! xox