Sorry for the long delay. I had a bit of writer's block but hopefully that's solved!

"If mom pulls up you guys have to leave." Dickie couldn't stress enough how nervous he was that his dad and Olivia were about to see all the pictures and evidence in Kathy's room. He didn't want to get caught because he didn't know what would happen.

"Okay," Elliot said, "Eli, why don't you go play with your new truck?"

"Okay Daddy."

Eli trotted down the hallway to his bedroom where his new red toy monster truck was sitting on his floor waiting for him to play with it.

"Brace yourself," Dickie warned before opening the door to Kathy's bedroom.

When Dickie opened the door, Elliot and Olivia were both shocked at what they saw. There was a whole wall covered in photos of them. Them holding hands and kissing. There were even some of them in their house cooking dinner.

"Oh my gosh," Olivia gasped, "How did she get all of these?"

"I don't know," Dickie answered.

"She's becoming a psychopath," Elliot stated. He was more than angry that Kathy had all these pictures of them in her room. The only way she could have got them was if she had been there. He didn't understand any of it.

"El," Olivia said placing a hand on her shoulder. When Elliot looked at her she shook her head. She didn't want him to say things about Kathy in front of the kids. Even if Kathy was becoming a little crazy, she was still their mother.

Elliot sighed, "Do you know how long she's had these?"

"No idea," Dickie said, "I just saw them the other day. She's really starting to creep me out."

"Maybe you and Eli should stay at our house for a few days," Olivia suggested, "Maybe your mom just needs a little break."

"Yeah," Dickie said quietly, "I'll go pack us a bag."

When Dickie had left the room Elliot turned back around to face the wall of pictures. "What is she up to?"

"What are you guys doing in my room?"

Olivia and Elliot turned around, startled at who was standing in the doorway. It was Kathy and she had two bags full of things in her hand.

"Uh-uh, we were just..."

"I showed them your wall," Dickie said walking up behind Kathy, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I didn't do this," Kathy laughed, "Dickie must have done this for attention. Who are you going to believe?"

Olivia was so shocked that Kathy would blame Dickie for this. Dickie was very responsible for his age, he hadn't been in trouble since the last time when he was talking about joining the army.

"Frankly," Olivia began, "I believe Dickie."

Kathy laughed and shook her head, "Why would I want pictures of you guys? My ex-husband and his wife? Olivia, I thought we were friends."

"Kathy," Elliot said stepping in, "You haven't had groceries in the house. You have been short tempered with the kids. Something's going on."

"Please get out of my house," Kathy said getting angrily, "You shouldn't be here."

"Fine," Elliot shrugged, "Dickie and Eli are coming with me."

"No!" Kathy argued.

Elliot was already out of the bedroom and pulling Olivia along with him. Dickie was in front of them and Eli was still in his room playing with his toy truck.

"Clearly you aren't fit right now," Elliot said, "Don't make this bigger than it has to be."

"First you take my husband and then you take my children!" Kathy hollered as they began walking out the door, "You stupid bitch!"

When they were in the car, Olivia finally let the words sink in. She hated that she was the reason Kathy was so upset and angry.

"You okay?"

"Not if I'm the reason she's being like this," she answered, "She seems really upset."

"She'll get over it," Elliot said pulling up to a red light.

Olivia sighed and turned around to look at Dickie and Eli who were riding quietly in the backseat. "No she won't..."

"What do you guys want for dinner?" Olivia asked walking out of the just cleaned kitchen, "Pizza sound okay?"

"Liv, you've been on your feet all day," Elliot said leaving his spot on the couch where he had been watching wrestling with the boys, "I'll make dinner. Take a rest."

"My feet are killing me," she laughed.

When they passed each other Elliot made sure he pulled Olivia close to him and gave her a big wet kiss, "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Pizza sound okay to you boys?"

"Sounds good," Dickie said not taking his eyes off the TV.

"Sounds good," Eli repeated.

Olivia was feeling tired so she headed to the bedroom where she changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed. She left the small lamp on so Elliot could see when he came in and before long she was asleep.

"I hope Liv isn't mad," Dickie said accepting the plate Elliot was handing to him.

"She's not mad Buddy, she's just tired. Being pregnant does that to you."

"Yeah," he said taking a bite of his cheese pizza.

"Liv's fine," Elliot assured him, "Your mom will be fine too."