Okay, I'm back everyone:) Missed you all terribly. Sorry it took so long for me too update, I was out of town and I qwas being distracted by Essy! lol But she's a good distraction, she's teaching me Spanish! But anyways, I thought you'd like to know that I'm getting a new computer at my house so hopefully I'll be updating more often. But remember I'm going into high school and I'm a freshman so it'll take me awhile to get into the swing of things. So bear with me. I really hope you like this chapter, not too much action, I wanted to get things straight between Kathleen and Maureen and everyone else. :) Enjoy!
Disclamer: I wished for them last night, anbd I made my brother wish for them Sunday when he blew out the candl;es on his cake (he's four), but as you can see I still don't have them. But Kay, Kelly, Essy, Dani, and I are getting a plan together to take over! evil laugh
One more thing, this chapter is dedicated to Essy for all the times that she talks to me (even when she's at camp and supposed to be working on her case), teaching me spanish, and giving me back the insperation in my story. I have some BIG plans for this story. And to Kelly, whose the master mind behnd all thses creepy notes and riddles. Luv you guys.
Chapter Four
Elliot honked his horn like a mad man as he sat in traffic, trying to get down to the warehouse on 56th street. It was 4:25 and he was just blocks from where he had to be, but it seemed like these cars weren't moving at all. "God," he said under his breath. The minutes were ticking by. With some quick thinking, he flipped on his siren and began to drive in and out of the sea of cars.
Elliot didn't bother parking properly, he just jumped out and went running down the empty side street as he looked for a warehouse. He kept running it was 4:28– he was running out of time.
Up head, about 20 feet, he saw it–he saw the old ware house. Once inside it was hot, musty, damp, and empty. Not to mention it was 4:32 by this point. Elliot frantically searched the building for some kind of sign to know which way to go. It was almost pitch black inside so he pulled out his flash light and he found himself traveling in circles and started to really panic. For all he knows, something could have happened to his family at this point. Within moments he heard soft thudding coming from the top of a flight of stairs.
He quietly drew his gun and began to climb the stairs. At the top he came face to face with just one way to go. He slowly made his way down what seemed the never ending hallway. Elliot's heart started to pound a little fast, he step became a little quicker, and his breathing seemed to all together stop.
At the top there was a small room. He kicked down the door, and there he saw it. He saw the pregnant woman who was hanging from the ceiling–she was dead. Elliot made sure no one else was in the room before putting his own gun back in his buckle the moving towards the young woman who swayed a bit and was hitting the box behind her.
The young woman was about 7 months pregnant, and beautiful. She had been gagged, the rope still in her mouth, he hands were tied behind her, and her eyes were ample with fear. Elliot felt sick to his stomach, which was strange, as seeing he's been looking at dead bodies his whole career. But it seemed this one hit way too close to home. His own future wife was one of the many victims in this sick tormented "game" this man thought he was playing.
Elliot starred aimlessly at her in awe. It was 4:45, he had been too late, 15 minutes too late. It had been left to him to get here in time, and he failed this woman. Now she would never get the joy of living her life, having her baby, or anything else. All because he hadn't been impetuous.
He grabbed his radio said in a depressing voice, "This is Detective Stabler from precinct 16, SVU," and read out his badge number. "I need back up and a bus to a ware house on 56th street. Top floor, we've got a deceased pregnant woman about 25 years old."
Before walking away he noticed there was yet another note attached to this woman's body. "God, he seriously thinks this is a game huh?" he muttered to himself. Elliot He shined the light onto the note as he squinted to read what it said. It read:
You tried, you tried, but you're too late,
Breaking the deal has sealed her fate
Today and tomorrow you can rest,
Knowing we'll start all over fresh
I'll come to you, so don't be blue,
Cherish these moments, for they are few,
Unless of course you get a clue
You'll never have it by tomorrow, if you didn't today
And then Proud Pap, there will be hell to pay.
Elliot stood there bewildered as he read the note over twice. Who the hell was this man and why was he having so much fun torturing them like this? The sound of sirens in the near distance as they drew closer detached Elliot from his twilight appearance and back to reality. He just wanted to wake upo from this horrible nightmare.
The sound of foot steps traveled up to Elliot and with in seconds the small room was filled with people, John Munch being one of them. Munch made his way to Elliot and place a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "You okay?" John asked, seeing Elliot's ghostly pale face.
"We had the chance, but we were too slow. She died because of me. Because I was too slow, I didn't get here in time." he sighed in disbelief.
"Elliot, it's not your fault. Like you told Olivia, you didn't kill this woman, you had no control over what this man did to her. Just be thankful it wasn't Olivia or one of your kids. The riddle did talk about then." John reminded Elliot.
"This wrong. It's wall wrong. It shouldn't have ended like this for her, or her baby."
Munch let out a daunting murmur and patted Elliot softly on the back. "Come Elliot, let's go back to the precinct. CSU and everyone else can finish things up here."
Elliot starred emotionless at the woman that hung there in from of him. As he took one last glance, Olivia's smiling face flashed before his eyes and he realized it could have been her up there, with their unborn child. His heart started palpitating like crazy again and he soon realized that he need to be home with his family. They need him and he needed those precious moments with them. He needed Olivia most of all.
Elliot followed Munch out of the warehouse and they headed back to precinct 16.
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Back at the house, both Maureen and Olivia stood in the kitchen, a thousands questions running through each others heads. Olivia's hearted practically stopped beating once she heard the message. She couldn't move a muscle, she couldn't breathe. And Maureen just starred at Olivia, petrified.
"Olivia," Maureen whispered. "You know what he means don't you? What's going on?" she demanded. Maureen suddenly felt both worried and scarred. She knew something was wrong.
"Maureen listen to me," Olivia pleaded, in a shaky voice. "Please, if I tell you, you can't go and get yourself involved." Olivia's voice was soft and breathy. She wished Maureen hadn't heard the message.
Maureen instantly saw the fear that engulfed Olivia. "What's going on? Are you okay? Is dad okay?" Maureen sounded breathy and raspy. She didn't know what was going on so her mind was jumping to the most worst case scenarios she could possibly think of.
Olivia realized that there was no way she'd get away with just sawing 'nothing', Maureen had heard to much. She closed her eyes and ran a hand over her face and through her hair, while the other rested on her hip. "It's hard to explain, but I need you to understand." For some reason Olivia was having an exhausting time trying to explain what was going on. Normally she was just able to spit out a situation, but when it came to her own problems, she found herself unable to come up with the right words.
"Olivia, please tell me."
"Someone has it out for me. They killed a pregnant woman to send me a 'message'. Who knows if he's killed more. He followed us from the twins school to the gas station. He's called me twice, he's even left roses on the door step." she gushed. "But no, I don't know who he is. But he seems to know who we are."
Maureen's eyes grew wide and whispered, "The ones that had spilled on the porch."
"Maureen, I'm scarred," admitted Olivia. She didn't know why she was telling Maureen all of this, but it had to have come out sooner or later. And at the moment, Olivia had mo one else to turn too. Even though she could talk to Kathleen now, she was still a kid and Olivia didn't want to worry her.
Everything that happened in the past seemed to melt away and Maureen couldn't stand being mad at her any more. Olivia actually was terrified for her life. And the message she just heard made her realize just how precious life is. And that they shouldn't spend it arguing the entire time.
"Um, has he done anything to you? Do you know what he wants?" Maureen stuttered.
"I don't know anything. But your dad has been working the case. That message they just left probably meant that Elliot is running out of time to reach a spot or–or, I don't know. Everything just seems to be falling out of place. Nothing is working and I know you hate and I don't know what to do any more. I use to have all the answers, I knew what to expect when I was working a case–but know that I'm in the place of the victim I don't know what the hell to do, to say, or what to expect.
Olivia rested her elbows on the counter and nestled her face in her hands, "You probably think I'm crazy huh? On top of already hating? You probably don't even care what happens to me huh?"
Maureen's eyes desperately searched Olivia's for some kind of expression, but before she got the chance Olivia hide her face in her hands again. Maureen walked over to Olivia and placed a hand on her back. "I'm sorry Olivia. I just want you to know that from now on I'll try everything I can to change things. I'll change. I promise. And even though I don't show it, I do care. I do care Olivia."
Maureen suddenly had a flash back of when she was still living at home with her dad and Olivia. Olivia had always been there, caring, loving, and involved. Olivia cared, and she still did.
"I do care Olivia." Maureen repeated. "I know I don't show it, and I'll try to change that. I don't want to see anything happen to this family. It's just–we're going through a hard time right now, and it might take a while. But I want you to know that I do care." Maureen talked swiftly and smoothly.
Olivia starred into the years of her soon-to-be step-daughter and finally saw the warm, loving side to them. Which was a bing change from the ice blue, cold, distant feeling she usually got. Olivia was able to see past the hurtful words and shattered dreams. She saw into her heart and found the love. Found what they both have been searching for, searching for so long.
Olivia then embraced Maureen into a stiff, awkward first hug–but a hug non the less.
"Nice to see you two made up." Kathleen stated, as she and the kids made their entrance back into the kitchen.
Maureen and Olivia both pulled away rather quickly and grinned.
"I wish Mommy and Daddy would do that." Lizzie confessed, with a depressing look upon her small seven year old face.
Olivia picked her up and plopped her up on the counter top. "I know things right now don't seem to be going too good, because they aren't. But trust me, everything will turn around in time. Your sisters love you, your brother does, both your mom and dad love you, and I love. And now that we've talked through some of out problems, that's just the beginning of things. As we stated to forgive, we can start over, we can start to heal. And most important, we can start being a real family." Olivia beamed.
She looked around at the smiling faces in front of her and felt her heart soar with pure love. She never thought she could love somebody else's kids like this. It was amazing. "What do you say we finish cooking up some dinner?" she grinned. "Dad will be home pretty soon and I bet he'll be starving." she said, exaggerating 'starving'.
"Yea," they all agreed with smiled galore.
As they started, Olivia couldn't help but smirk at the thought of calling Elliot, the man she loved, 'Dad'. She always knew he was a dad, but she never actually thought that's what she'd be calling him.
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Casey sighed, tired of explaining the same thing over and over. "Elliot, this wasn't your fault. Now listen– it's almost six o'clock and you should be at home with Olivia and the kids."
"But what did his note mean this time?" he asked. He munched on some licorice as he sat in Cragen's office along with Cragen, Casey, John, and Fin.
"It meant: Today and tomorrow you can rest, knowing we'll start over fresh. You should go home and get some rest because this creep won't start back up killing innocent people until after tomorrow." Munch explained.
Fin continued, "I'll come to you, so don't be blue. Cherish these moments, for they are few. Clearly it's saying you don't need to do anything or worry, because he'll come to you next time. And you should be home spending time with your family."
Elliot never felt so helpless before. "But what if he's lying? Trying to lead us in one direction, but we should be going some where else?" Elliot asked, causing everyone to groan in frustration.
Cragen couldn't help but snicker at Elliot's constant persistence to figure out some sort of a loop whole.
"It's very doubtful that he's lying." a voice said. They all turned to the door, and there in the door way stood Dr.Haung– the psych. "This guy is sending you riddles, poems, notes–trust me, it's not the killing he likes. He enjoys the taunting. He has no remorse for the killing because he left it in your hands to find. So it's your fault he sees. In a sense he wants to be caught . . .but not just yet." the doctor explained to them.
"Yea, but have you ever seen a criminal tell the truth?" Casey asked.
"Have you ever heard John not have a sarcastic remark?" Elliot insisted.
"Elliot, just go home." Cragen demanded. "Go out and buy something for the kids then get your ass home. And it's not a request. You need some rest."
Fin caught the worried look Elliot had and said in a reassuring voice, "Don't worry. We'll take care of things over here and we'll call you if we find anything. Promise."
Elliot reluctantly gave in and was willing to leave. "You bet your ass you better call me." he joked.
"Tell Liv I'll be there tomorrow around 8:30 to take her to the doctors! I've got a surprise for her!" Casey yelled to Elliot. He waved his hand letting her know he heard her.
On the drive home Elliot saw a pet store and thought of his kids. Not because they reminded him of animals, but because they had always wanted a puppy. He subconsciously smiled and knew exactly what he'd do.
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It was now 6:20 and the kids and Olivia were just about done making dinner. "Lizzie, Dickie, why don't you go into the dining room and set the table." Olivia said as she rushed around the kitchen getting everything ready.
The kids didn't know it yet, but tonight was a special night, on account that tonight would be the night that Elliot and Olivia would reveal that she's pregnant. Olivia just hoped they would except it. But there's always the immense possibility of them becoming widely upset and turning on her once again.
That's when the phone rang. Maureen shot Olivia a worried expression and told her, "I'll get it."
Olivia secretly held her breath as she waited to see who was on the other line. Less then five minutes later, Maureen hung up and said, "That was dad. He said he'd be home in half an hour with a surprise." she laughed, with extra excitement on the word 'surprise'. "He said to set the food aside and we can all eat once he gets home."
Olivia sighed, at the fact that Elliot was brining home a surprise. He always had to go out of his way for them.
"Great, another surprise from dad. Last time he brought home Olivia. Who'd he bring this time? Casey?" Kathleen mockingly sighed.
Everyone fell silent and just looked over at Kathleen with that sort of face you give someone when you want to say 'are you serious?'.
Kathleen smiled sheepishly and told them, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Sorry."
"Okay, so now what should we do?" Olivia questioned them. "I mea, we have a half an hour before your dad gets home."
"We can teach Livia how to play my new video game. It's multi player, so we can all play together!" Dickie suggested happily.
Olivia smiled, she finally felt part of the family. All the joy that Elliot gave her, was wonderful, but the joy she felt from the kids finally excepting her was like nothing she ever felt before. "Sure, I'll pay. I mean, how hard could it be?"
"Okay," Maureen said with a smirk. "As long as you don't mind getting your butt whooped by the Stabler team." she playfully teased, giving Olivia a slight nudge in her side. And they all piled into the den where they started to play.
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It was now pitch black outside except for the dim light cascading down from the street lamp above. From the drive way of his house, Elliot could see the porch light on, along with the light in the den and the kitchen. He picked up a couple of files and a large card board box and made his way into his house. In the entrance he set his files down on the small side table in the hall and looked curiously down the hall as a noise came fluttering down.
He heard laughter and talking coming from the den. He heard Olivia shout, "Again! How did you get me again?" The twins were laughing hysterically and Kathleen was congratulating Maureen who said, "Yea Liv, what does that make? Ten times?"
Elliot continued down the hall, passed the dinning room and reached the glass french doors that led to the den. The sight he saw amazed him. Everyone had their backs towards Elliot as they sat in front of the tv on the couch playing video games. A racing one to be exact.
"Wow, what a sight! It's like a miracle!" Elliot laughed. He pushed open the double french doors and walked right in.
"Daddy!" the twins shouted. They jumped off the back of the couch and nearly tackled Elliot to the ground. "I made a picture for you at school today!" Elizabeth informed him.
Elliot kissed them on the cheek, then kissed both Kathleen and Maureen. "Nice to see you again honey. I missed you. How's California and UCLA?" he asked his oldest daughter.
Maureen smiled sheepishly and responded, "It's lovely out there. And schools going really well. I missed you too daddy." And they shared a hug.
Olivia slowly raised herself up from the couch and hugged her fiancé. "Hey hon."
Elliot kissed her softly on the lips and placed an arm around her waist. "Hi baby."
"What's in the box?" Dickie and Kathleen asked. The box shook a bit and it sent all the kids jumping back with a yelp.
Olivia, looking confused at what could be in the box, sat a hand on Elliot's chest and looked up at him questioningly.
"That my friends is your surprise. Go head open it up." Elliot stated to his children.
All four of them bent down on their knees around the box and slowly opened the flaps to reveal what was inside.
With a bark and a leap a puppy sprang from the box and practically knocked Dickie over as well as sending them all into fits of laughter and shouts of "A puppy!" "Thank you daddy!" and "Oh my god!".
"I can't believe you." Olivia smiled.
Elliot winked at her. "The kids have always wanted a puppy, and you wanted a Labrador. So I got him from a shelter on the way home."
"He's beautiful Elliot." Olivia sighed, as they watched him play with the kids. "You're wonderful Elliot. I love."
"I love you too precious." Elliot whispered, kissing Olivia once again. He then turned to the kids and announced, "Time for a name!"
"Ooooo, how 'bout fuffy!" Lizzie squealed.
"No! It's a boy!" Dickie shouted. "How 'bout Duke?"
"No! I like Buddy!" both Maureen and Kathleen said, erupting in a fit of giggles.
"He looks more like a Buddy then a Duke." Olivia commented.
Maureen picked him up and rubbed noses with the puppy and asked him in a cutesy kind of voice, "How does Buddy sound eh?"The puppy barked joyfully. "I take that as a yes."
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Buddy sat happily underneath the dinner table as everyone finished gobbling up the stew Olivia and the kids made. That's when Elliot flashed the nervous smile of his at Olivia; she knew it was time to tell the kids.
Elliot cleared his throat and began, "Listen kids, Olivia and I have something we need to discuss with you guys. As a family." All the focus now was placed on either Elliot or Olivia. "Now you know I love your mom no matter what. And I love you guys to death and I would do anything for you. And I love Olivia too. And then you know that Olivia loves all of us very much."
"Okay dad," Maureen sighed, "Get on with the story."
"What your father is trying to say is that, well, we'll be having another member of the family joining us very soon." Olivia continued.
Kathleen sighed impatiently, "Are grandma and grandpa staying with us again? Well they aren't getting my room this time. It stunk for weeks in there after they left!" The twins suppressed giggles, and Olivia pressed her lips together avoiding a laugh.
"No, they are not coming to stay with us. What we're trying to say is that," Elliot decided the best thing to do was just to come out and say it. "Olivia's pregnant. There's going to be a new baby." There it was . . . he said it.
Awkward silence pierced the night air. No one knew exactly what to say, what to do, or how to react. "How far long?" Maureen asked in a shaky unsure voice.
"Twelve weeks." Olivia solemnly replied.
"So that means I get to be a big sister?" Lizzie asked quietly, not sure if she was allowed to show her excitement, by the look of terror on Kathleen's face. Olivia and Elliot nodded in response. "I hope it's a girl." she mumbled quietly.
"No a boy." Dickie quietly debated.
Kathleen couldn't believe what she was hearing. How could her father be having another child? Why would he want another child when he had four healthy ones right here in front of him? It just didn't make any sense to her. "Why? Why do we need another baby? We're perfectly fine with out one!"
"Kath, you're not the adult here. You don't make the decisions." Elliot reminded her.
"Is there something wrong with us dad? Something so wrong that you feel you would have to have a better baby with Olivia!" she asked, trying to hold back the tears that were now threatening to fall. She wiped her eyes and searched her fathers face for an answer.
"There's absolutely nothing wrong with you sweetie, nothing is wrong with any of you. I couldn't ask for more beautiful, healthier children then you four. But we're a family and you have to trust us and the choices we make. Whether you like them or not we stick together." Elliot told her.
"Well evidentially you asked for another child when you went and did IT with Olivia! And I thought we were a family huh? We're supposed to tell each other the truth. And I thought I could trust you Olivia. But you lied! You lied to me! You knew you were pregnant for 12 damn weeks and you never said anything! Kathleen hollered.
"Kathleen do not raise your voice to either of us! And you need to watch your mouth young lady." Elliot said sternly.
All the screaming was beginning to frighten Buddy and he started whimpering. "Stop it KATH!" Lizzie demanded, picking Buddy up off the floor and into her arms. "You're scarring Buddy!" Dickie added.
"Kathleen stop. Just calm down." Maureen whispered to her sister. "You're making things worse."
"Yea," Kathleen sighed. "Well, they should have thought about that before they did each other. A sarcastic little sneer wiped across her lips as she caught the look os loneliness and sadness mounting up in Olivia's eyes.
"Excuse me?" Olivia asked in astonishment at Kathleen's comments about them. "You do not talk to us like that."
"I thought I could trust you Olivia. After today I really did believe things were going to be okay, but I guess that was a lie too. Huh? And you're not my parent, so I can talk to you how ever I want!"
Elliot had heard enough. He wanted to avoid yelling, but there was no other way to handle this situation. "Well I am your parent and I want you to march straight up those stairs to your room and don't come down the rest of the night, or at least until you can learn some respect. Olviia is par tof this family now and you will treat her like one!" he shouted.
Tears of anger streamed down Kathleen's face now. "But daddy!"
"But nothing. I wan you in your room, now!"
"Dad! Please! I'm not the one that's ruining this family!" Kathleen continued to shout.
"Well you're not making it any easier!" Elliot confessed. Everyone else just sat quietly while listening to this shouting match.
"I tried daddy, I really did try. But you don't know how hard it is. I want to be happy, I really do want to be a happy family again. But it's just so hard. I hate this! Why did you have to leave mom for her!" Kathleen shouted, pointing to Olivia. "I hate you Olivia! I wish you would leave and never come back!" Kathleen stood up, pushed her chair aside and stormed up to hr room with her head in her hands.
Elliot took Olivia's hand in his; Olivia was practically in tears too. Elliot hated yelling like that, but Kathleen had just pushed it too far. Several moments later, Olivia too stood up and went up to her room.
"Normally I would be the one to give an out burst like that." Maureen uttered.
I know," Elliot sighed, keeping his eyes on his plate. "So why didn't you?"
Maureen took a deep breath and looked at her father. "Because, although Olivia will never take the place of mom, she's filled that space for me for the time being. She's taken up the roll as our mother, and she's put up with all of our crap and still loves us for who we really are. No matter what– just like a real mother. And that means a lot to me." Maureen admitted for once. I don't think it was the best idea to have a baby, but I respect what you guys are doing. And once again I'll be a big sister. It'll take awhile for me to get use too, but I'm determined to make this family work."
Elliot was confused. It was usually Maureen who storms off and Kathleen who says something like that. But something had changed. "I love yo Kath. You're finally acting like a mature adult. I'm proud of you." he smiled.
"I love you too Dad." Maureen smiled back.
"Is it okay to be happy?" Dickie asked quietly.
"What?" Elliot asked.
"Is it okay to be happy that Olivia is having a baby and I'll be a big sister and Dickie will be a big brother?" Lizzie repeated.
Elliot warmly smiled at his twins that sat there with Buddy. "Of course it's okay. I would love to see you show that you're happy. Don't ever think for a second that you can't show you feelings around us, no matter what they are. Just don't go to the extreme like your sister did."
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Later that night Elliot climbed the stairs to his and Olivia's master bedroom. As he got close to the double white french doors, he could her Olivia softly crying. Olivia was curled up on the right side of the bed, her hair practically covered her face, and she cried. Elliot hated seeing her like this, and he was determined to make things better–or at least seem that way.
He sat down next to his fiancé and pulled her beautiful brown hair out of her face. "Honey, what's wrong? You want to talk about it?"
Olivia sat up and rested her back on the head rest and brought her knees into her chest. She studied Elliot's face for several moments before frantically saying, "What's the matter? Kathleen hates me now! Earlier we had a talk and we were fine, and know she hates me again. I knew we should have waited before telling them."
"And what? Tell them you're just gaining wait? Then one day you're just going to come home one day with a new born baby?" Elliot laughed sarcastically.
Olivia smiled. "No. I'm just nervous I guess. I mean, everything is just changing so fast. This house, us getting married, me getting step kids, and now we're having a baby of our own. And Kathleen hates me."
"Don't worry babe. Right now Kathleen hates me too for yelling at her. Trust me, she'll get over it. There comes a time where every child hates their parents or step parents. It's natural. But they forgive you and move on. And trust me, this baby of ours will be loved by all." Elliot lifted Olivia's shirt and kissed her belly. After a moment he rose to his feet and walked over to the stereo system; he started to play a song.
"What are you doing?" Olivia asked, a playful tone to her voice, Reluctantly Olivia stood to her feet when Elliot pulled her up. Elliot placed his hands around her waist as Olivia slipped her hands up his chest and around his neck. The song "Truly, Madly, Deeply" began to play as they swayed to the music.
Elliot leaned into Olivia's ear and whispered the words to her. "I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope I'll be your love, Be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath, truly, madly, deeply do . . .I will be strong I will be faithful, 'Cos I'm counting on a new beginning, A reason for living, A deeper meaning . . ."
Elliot kissed Olivia sweetly on the forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too,"
"Do you remember the first time we dance to this song?" Elliot whispered.
A devilish smile danced across the corners of Olivia's lips. "On Christmas Eve, when we went to the office Christmas party and we some how got locked in Casey's office. And this song just so magically came on." she laughed.
"And if I do remember correctly, somehow Casey had a candle lit dinner and wine waiting there too huh?" Elliot chucked.
"Yea," Olivia laughed. "I have to give Casey props, she did a pretty good job. If it wasn't for her there would be no us." Olivia closed her eyes and gently laid her head on Elliot's chest.
Elliot continued to hum along to the song and quietly whispered the lyrics into Olivia's ear. "I want to stand with you on a mountain, I want to bathe with you in the sea, I want to lay like this forever, Until the sky falls down on me . . ."
Just as the song ended the twins quietly climbed the steps and reached their father's and Olivia's room. They entered the room and climbed up on the bed.
"Hey kids." Olivia said.
Lizzie smiled sheepishly and said, "We were thinking. And it's okay you and daddy are having a baby."
"Yea," Dickie said. "Besides, it gives me a chance to have a brother FINALLY!" They all laughed at his comment.
Olivia hugged them. That's when Maureen decided to join them. They all sat on the bed and talked things out. They talked about things like what would happen after the baby was born and how their lives would be changed and stuff like that. After, they all piled downstairs top grab some dessert in the kitchen and finished up the night.
Kathleen moved halfway down the stairs and took a seat. She sat down and watched as everyone was laughing and eating ice cream in the kitchen. Lizzie was even having a hell of a good time lifting up Olivia's shirt and patting the "baby". Kathleen was so confused about her emotions. Just a few hours ago she was telling Olivia that all this would stop. Now she didn't know what to believe.
One lonely tear stained Kathleen's cheek as she sat there watching.
So? Did you enjoy? Go review now! And I just wanted to say mucho gracias Essy. For betaing this for me (when she had a case to work on! lol), and helping me concieve the best ideas for later chapters! Trust me you guys...this will turn out to be one hell of a twisty story! lol Hugs and kisses to all f you wonderful reviewers! And I've been thinking of changing the title of this story. So if you've got any good ideas let me know in your review, a mesage, or through an e-mail!
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