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Olivia was looking through the mail when Daniel came down the stairs in deans and a white v-neck t-shirt. She smiled at him. "Wow, this isn't something I'd usually see you in."

"That's because I have a school uniform. You've probably seen four different outfits in the past couple months. Besides, I'm taking that girl to the mall. We're going to the food court and then catching a movie." Daniel stated grabbing the keys to his car.

"I didn't know you had a car." Olivia said pointing to the keys.

Daniel grinned. "Neither does Dad. I bought it with my own money from working down at school for the past how many years. I'll see you later, Liv." He waved before leaving.

Olivia's jaw was to the floor before she looked back at the mail. "Oh boy." She mumbled before she heard footsteps behind her. She turned to find John. "Hi John! I haven't seen you at all today."

"I've been busy making martinis for Ms. Cabot." John said rolling his eyes.

"What did you do to them?" Olivia asked with a smirk.

John grinned. "I wash Nick's retainer in it before putting a bottle of his backwash in there." He looked evil for a moment with his eyebrows slightly raised above his sunglasses. "She wonders why they are darker in color. All I have to tell her is that I had to substitute one ingredient with another."

Olivia chuckled and hit his arm lightly. "Have you ever tried taking Daniel's gym shirt and just twisting them? The sweat drips right out of them." John put a finger on his nose and headed upstairs.

"Ms. Benson?" Elliot asked walking into the room with Alex trailing behind him.

"Yes?" Olivia asked taking a step towards him.

"Elliot, I said I could do it. I would be happy to." Alex said trying to get his attention.

Elliot looked back at her. "Alex, you said you were tired. Besides, it would go much faster with Ms. Benson."

Olivia raised her eyebrows at the conversation. "I hope we are talking about what I think we are talking about."

"I was going to ask you to read my script and see how it is." Elliot stated handing her a manuscript. "I figured it would give you something else to do besides go up to your room every night and stay up organizing your mother's diet plan. I know how much frustration it gives you. I can hear you groaning in my room."

"Yeah." Olivia nodded not believing he actually thought she was doing that instead of what she was really doing. She felt the jolt in her stomach thinking about last night. "Uh, sure, I can do that. It'll be better this way than for me to find it in your floor safe." She started flipping through it.

Alex shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. "Nanny Benson read? Ha! I've never seen her read anything here since she's been here."

Elliot stared at Alex for a moment. "She's read more than the entire household combined. She's a huge reader. That's why I gave her those two shelves in my office to put some of her books on."

"That's where I used to put my things." Alex stated before furrowing her eyebrows.

"Uh, Ms. Cabot, I think John has another martini for you." Olivia said before Alex hurried off to the kitchen. She looked back down at the script. "I didn't know you wrote, Mr. Stabler."

Elliot smiled. "I don't. This is my first script. I know that your taste is impeccable when it comes to books and movies." Olivia grinned still looking down at the script.

Olivia smirked. "Good, cause I already read this and I sent it to a director. Your director actually."

"You what?!" Elliot boomed, the nerve visible on his forehead.

Olivia shrugged. "What's the problem?"

"I didn't want that getting out." Elliot said pointing to the script.

"Well, you know you have to hide things if you don't me getting into them." Olivia stated putting her hands on her hips. She saw his eyes darken and starting running away as fast as she could in her heels. She turned to find Elliot storming after her. "Now, Mr. Stabler, this could be your big hit!"

Elliot caught up to her and grabbed her arm, pulling her into his office before closing his door. He walked towards her as she back away from him. "I just wanted you to read it. I just wanted to know if I did a good job writing it."

Olivia nodded. "And, you did. I loved it! I couldn't put it down!" She said before her back hit the wall.

Elliot stepped closer to her and pressed his hands to the wall on either side of her, caging her in. "That doesn't make your case better."

"I think it could put you over Steve Spielberg!" Olivia blurted out quickly. She watched as his face softened and smile formed on his face.

"Really?" Elliot asked putting his hands in his pockets. Olivia nodded. He grinned and nodded his head twice before shaking it. "That still doesn't give you right to send it to my director without asking me."

John walked into the room with a letter. "Mr. Stabler, you have a letter from your director."

Elliot looked at John before taking the letter. John left the room with Olivia trying to leave after him. Elliot grabbed one of the belt loops to her shorts and kept her from leaving the room. "Oh no! You are staying right here." He let go of her belt loop and opened the letter before looking at it.

Olivia waited a few moments before crossing her arms over her chest. "Well?"

"He wants to make the script into a movie." Elliot stated in shock.

"See, didn't I tell you!" Olivia smirked putting her hands on her hips.

Elliot grinned at her. "I have to admit; it is pretty cool having my story being made into a movie." He closed the letter and looked at her. "I'm sorry, Ms. Benson. I guess I just not used to this sort of behavior from... well, from anyone as a matter of fact. Thank you."

Olivia smiled. "No problem. I know talent when I see it." She looked at her watch and ran a hand through her hair. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go see my mother do her talent."

"Oh, does your mother sing, dance?" Elliot asked smiling.

"Are you crazy?" Olivia asked furrowing her eyebrows. "She can eat hot dogs faster than anyone I know. There's a contest this afternoon. She's done it every year since her and my father met. She entered me int his year. Although, I'm not sure I want to have the kind of relationship my parents have."

Elliot grinned. "Oh, you're parents got together at this also?"

Olivia nodded. "Yeah, he couldn't resist the way my mother was able to fit three hot dogs in her mouth and still get others ready." She shivered slightly. "I think I now understand why my father didn't want me in this contest."

"Well, I'm sure the kids would love to go. It sounds rather interesting. We could make it an outing for everyone." Elliot stated following her through the house towards the front door. He noticed her outfit. She was wearing denim short shorts, a v-neck white t-shirt, and three inch black heels. "Are you wearing that?"

"Yeah, why?" Olivia asked grabbing her purse before looking down at her outfit.

"Don't you think it's a bit distracting?" Elliot asked lowering her voice.

Olivia grinned and tapped his nose with her finger. "That's why I wear it. Better chances for me. Besides, my mother will be wearing something even more distracting."

Elliot smiled. "She dresses like you too?"

"No, she bedazzles everything. She has a pair of shorts that say 'slap this'." Olivia stated with a smirk. "I don't know what my father did before her." Elliot grinned and grabbed his coat before calling the kids down.

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