Two updates in one day! Man, I am on a roll.

Again, the reviews are amazing, keep them coming! And I appreciate all your concern about the heat... it's not as bad as it was and I still, thankfully, have my fan. ...for now.

I know exactly where I'm going with this story... well, sort of. I know where I WANT to go, just not sure how to get there. There's many ways to get to the spot that I need it to go, just not sure which path to take. Any suggestions are EXTREMLY helpful!

I'm planning to write more tonight, which means procrastinating biology notes, which I'm going to suffer through that class tomorrow because my teacher can't say invertebrates right, procrasinating Contraceptive Comparison Charts for health, and SVU. But the notes don't have to be done, and the SVU is a rerun, which I saw last week, so there will most definately be an update by tomorrow.

Enjoy!


Elliot stood in his back yard and heard the sliding glass door open. "Dad, Maureen, Anthony, and Ryan are here." Lizzie said.

"Okay." He said as he saw his oldest daughter emerge from the house with her husband and stepson in tow.

"Grandpa Stabler!" Ryan said as he ran into Elliot's arms.

"Hey buddy." He said to the little four-year-old boy.

"Hi daddy." Maureen said as she kissed her dad's cheek.

"Hi sweetheart. Hi Anthony."

"Hi, Sir." He said, politely.

"Anthony, what have I told you about calling me sir.

"Sorry, Elliot."

"That's better. Hey Ryan, Dickie's inside, why don't you go and play with him.

"Okay." He said and walked inside.

Elliot looked up as Olivia walked through the gate. He smiled as she walked over to him. "Hey." He said looking around to see if anyone was paying attention, and bent down and quickly kissed her.

"OW OW! DAD AND LIV!" Maureen yelled.

The two both smiled and blushed and Olivia walked over to Maureen to talk to her.

Munch looked at Fin and Casey, who were standing next to him. "I believe you both owe me fifty bucks, and I expect it in cash, by Monday."

"Actually Munch," Warner said, walking over to them. "You all owe me seventy five. I was the closest. I'd like cash as well." She said, smiling.

"It's cute that they finally saw what everyone else saw. Anyone wanna bet how long they've been together?" Casey offered.

"Together as in dating, or together as in sex?"

"Together as in sex, I'd give it a month. Two weeks for dating." Munch said.

"That's what I say too." Fin agreed.

"Well, you're right on the dating part, but the other one is pretty off." Olivia said, making the four adults blush. She laughed and walked back over to the conversation that she was having with Maureen.

Later that night, Elliot, Olivia, Kathleen, Maureen, Anthony, Dickie, and Elizabeth sat around the fire pit that was outside. "Well, it's getting late and he's out cold." Maureen said, referring to her stepson who was sleeping inside. "Do you want to go get him, Anthony?"

"Sure." He said, standing up and walking inside.

"Thanks for having us, daddy."

"No problem, sweetheart." He said, giving her a hug.

"See you later, Anthony." Elliot whispered, as he carried a sleeping Ryan.

"Bye." He said, putting a hand on his wife's back. Maureen waved goodbye to everyone and they left.

"Well, that seems like a pretty good idea," Olivia said standing up. "I should probably head home too."

"Why don't you just stay the night here?" Elliot said, standing up.

"El, I couldn't…" She said.

"Yes you could, we have off tomorrow, unless you get called in. Please, Liv." He turned around to his kids. "Persuasion, please."

"Yeah Liv!" They all said.

Olivia laughed, then smiled and said "Okay."

"All right, cool. Why don't we head inside before we start getting eaten alive by bugs." He said, putting out the fire.

Elliot woke up and looked around the living room. Dickie was sprawled out on the floor, Kathleen was asleep in the chair, and Lizzie was lying against Olivia, who was lying against him. He stretched, which woke Olivia up. She adjusted her eyes and smiled at him, careful not to wake Lizzie. "I'll wake them up, then we can go upstairs." He whispered.

Once everyone was successfully in bed, Elliot finally climbed into his own bed, where Olivia was laying. "It's hot." She said.

"Yes it is." He said, stretching.

"It's not really the heat, either, it's the humidity." She said.

"Well, " He said. "I know how to fix this." He leaned over and kissed her neck.

"El…" She moaned.

"Come with me." He said grabbing her hand and leading her to the bathroom.

He turned on the light and she squinted from the sudden change of brightness. She smiled as they both stripped clothes and hopped in the shower.

The next morning, Elliot woke up to the smell of food. He looked over to see that Olivia wasn't next to him so he sat up, and was faced with the extreme heat of the May morning. He walked downstairs to see Olivia, Lizzie, and Kathleen making breakfast. "Well if it isn't three of my favorite girls." He said, kissing each of them on the cheek. "What are you making?"

"Pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon… the works." Lizzie said.

"Sounds good, where's Dickie?"

"He's still sleeping, he should be up soon once he smells the food." Olivia said. "Did you sleep good?"

He grinned at her, seductively. "Yes, I did. Did you?"

"Well, it was pretty cold, and you hogged all the covers, but other than that, yeah I slept pretty good." She smiled and he rolled his eyes.

Dickie walked into the kitchen, still half asleep. "What's cooking?" He asked, sitting down at the table.

"Um, nothing for you, lazy." Kathleen said.

"WHAT!" He yelled, perking up.

"I'm kidding, but now that you're awake, set the table." Kathleen said, grinning at her younger brother.

"Great." He said, and slowly started to set the table.

After everyone had eaten their desired amount of food, Kathleen and Lizzie decided to go outside and lay out, Dickie decided to go back to sleep, and Olivia and Elliot went to the living room to look for something on TV.

"This show is so… interesting." Eliot said, settling on The View.

"Yes but Bruce Willis is so… hot." She said, smiling.

"Oh yeah, and Star Jones is quite a looker herself." He said, laughing. He kissed Olivia's cheek and felt that she was a little warm. "Feeling okay?"

"Just a little queasy, I'll be okay though." She said smiling.

"Okay."

Ten minuets later, Olivia hadn't felt any better. She took deep breaths, trying to calm her stomach, and when that didn't work, she made a dash for the bathroom, just making it in time. Elliot followed behind her, pulling her hair back.

He helped her stand up, and gave her a cup of mouthwash to wash out her mouth. "Thanks." She said, smiling weakly.

"Where did that come from?" Elliot asked, concerned.

"I have no idea. Maybe it was the combination of last nights food, plus breakfast, plus the heat." She said.

"Well, I hope you feel better, why don't you lay down in my bed?" He said, helping her out of the bathroom, flipping on the fan on the way.

"No, I'm good. Let's finish watching Bruce Willis." She said, smiling.

Dickie walked from the kitchen and into the downstairs bathroom. "EW! What smells like barf!" He asked, causing Elliot and Olivia both to laugh.

"Olivia got sick." Elliot said.

"Oh… Sorry, Liv!" He said, apologetically.

"It's okay, Dickie." She said, laughing along with Elliot.

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