I didn't like the lack of Tuckson interaction in last night's episode, so I'm just gonna fix it here.
Olivia rolled over and curled further into Ed, pulling the comforter up to rest under her chin. She let out a small sigh of contentment as she felt his arms wrap around her and pull her impossibly close, despite his still being asleep. Just the idea that her husband would always hold her close, even when he was sleeping, was everything to Olivia in that moment. She nestled her head into the crook of his neck and took a deep breath, inhaling his scent and his presence as she tangled their bare legs together.
After their amorous night, neither had bothered to put their sleep clothes back on. Being skin to skin all night was a rarity for the couple, seeing as Noah was likely to wander in at any given time. But last night, after they finally stopped ravaging each other and calmed down from their highs, neither one of them wanted to feel the loss of that direct contact. So they fell asleep, Ed spooned tightly behind Olivia, with nothing between them.
Still trying to get closer to her husband, Olivia inadvertently rubbed up against his already hardening, morning arousal and let out a little whimper. Her body was exhausted, but she just couldn't stop herself from wanting him. After weeks of tension, she finally felt it all melt away the night before and that relief was so intense that she found herself needing him inside of her again. Making love to her. Showing her that she belonged to him and he wasn't going anywhere.
"Olivia…" he murmured, beginning to run his hand up and down her side. He pulled his head back a bit so he could look down at her and his heart melted. She looked so content; so at peace. Leaning down to press his lips against her forehead, he clutched her body against his own and moved his hips just a bit to create a delicious friction between them.
"I want you," she whispered to him again, her tongue making a trail between his two pecs in hopes to keep him aroused for her. It worked.
"You didn't get enough of me last night?" His voice was low and gruff, so incredibly sexy, and Olivia let out a moan just hearing his tone. She looked up at him, her eyes a narrow slit in desire for him.
"Never," she whispered. "I'll never get enough of you."
Ed looked into her eyes for a few moments, twirling her hair between his fingers, before leaning his head down to devour her mouth. He moved his hand down to knead at her behind, making sure she kept rubbing up against him and swallowed her whimpers into his kiss. Finally needing some air, Olivia pulled back from his kiss and rolled him over, so that she was laying on top of him and still moving her hips slightly against him.
"Fuck me…" she whispered, nuzzling her nose into his neck and then biting at his ear lobe.
"God…" Ed whimpered at those two words. Olivia so rarely spoke like that, but he knew exactly what she meant. It didn't mean she necessarily wanted it hard and rough, but she wanted him to possess her. Own her. Make her his. In all of the good ways and none of the bad ways.
Olivia looked down at him, her hair falling in loose curls down around her face, and she smiled softly. Taking a deep breath, he moved up to nip at her lips and grind himself more into her wet center.
"You are mine, Olivia," he whispered. "And I love you more than I will ever be able to express…"
"Care to try, Captain?" she asked with a smirk and he just grinned.
"Oh hell yes," he said before rolling her over, sucking at her neck, and pushing into her, relishing in her moans and grunts. "I will spend my entire life trying…"
"I may never walk again," Olivia said with a little laugh as she rested on top of Ed's body, her ankles locked around his so that every part of them was connected.
"Guess I'll just have to carry you," he whispered to her, joking but also knowing that metaphorically he meant every word. Olivia lifted her head to look at him.
"I love you, Ed," she said with a smile.
"I love you too," he responded, brushing her sweaty strands of brown hair behind her ear and just observing her face.
"Thank you…"
"For what?" He asked, not taking his eyes away from hers for even a millisecond.
"For putting up with me," she said as her eyes filled with tears.
"Baby, don't cry," he said immediately, not wanting to see her in tears again. Especially after the night that they had.
"They are good tears," she said with a smile. "I'm just so grateful for you."
"Olivia, I love all of you," he said simply. "I know that when things are hard, your walls fly back up. And I want you to know that I will keep knocking them down. As often as I have to."
"Really?" She asked softly, a little upset with herself for even wanting to ask because she knew he meant it. Oliva knew that Ed would never, ever leave her. But she had spent her entire life dreaming of this moment, and sometimes she just needed that extra reassurance so she could kick the terror inside of her.
"I promise you, Olivia Tucker," Ed stated. "I promise you that I will never, ever walk away from you. I will never let you hide from me. I will walk beside you every second of every day, carrying you when I need to. And I will spend the rest of my life proving to you that you are the most incredible woman in the world."
"I love you," she said simply. Ed just smiled.
"I know ya do," he said as he ran his fingertips up and down her spine. "Noah will be up soon…ya hungry?"
Olivia let out a laugh that Ed had been craving for weeks.
"I probably should eat," she said, her eyebrow raised. "You exhausted me…"
"Good," he growled and leaned up to bite her bottom lip playfully before prying them both out from under the covers and throwing her the bulky, fuzzy robe she loved. "Put this on before I throw you back onto that bed…"
Charlie was pacing her living room, bouncing Lizzie lightly up and down as the little girl just wailed. She had been crying for about an hour now and Charlie had tried everything: feeding, toys, diaper change, bath, soothing noises. Nothing was working. And the young, strung out mother was at the end of her rope.
Refusing to call her parents, knowing that Olivia had left the night before to try and smooth things over with Ed, she felt completely on her own in the moment and the term overwhelmed did not seem strong enough.
"Please, please stop crying," Charlie pleaded with a red-faced Lizzie as she kept walking them around the apartment. "Please, baby girl. I'll do whatever you want, just stop crying…"
As Lizzie's wails got louder, Charlie felt herself losing her composure and her own tears began to roll down her face.
"What do I do…" she whispered to herself, secretly wishing Tessa was still in town. "Don't call Olivia, Charlie. Just don't. Leave them alone."
She kept pacing, searching her brain for any possible idea to soothe her daughter. Finally in a last ditch effort of desperation, she grabbed her cellphone and hit speed dial 5.
"Amanda?" She cried into the phone. "I know it's early…"
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
"Lizzie won't stop crying. I don't know what to do."
"Okay…hang tight. I'm on my way…"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know who else to call."
"Hey, it's fine. I get it. I'm on my way, okay?"
"Okay…"
"Just hang in there…"
Charlie heard her mumble to someone in the background, but couldn't recognize the voice. She thought it was Carisi, though she didn't have the brain power to dissect that at the moment.
"Okay, I'll be there in 15…"
"Thanks Amanda," she said as the phone call ended and her tears began to flow endlessly, matching that of her daughter's. "Okay Lizzie…Amanda's coming. It's gonna be okay. She's gonna help us. I'm sorry, baby girl. I'm so sorry…"
A couple hours later found Amanda and Charlie sprawled out on her couch, Lizzie finally sleeping peacefully in her play pin in the living room. Two large, empty coffee mugs sat alone on top of the coffee table as both women let out a sigh of relief.
"Wow…" Charlie said, shaking her head. "She's never done that before."
"She's okay," Amanda said, trying to comfort the young woman. "Jesse used to do that on occasion. Sometimes they just don't know what they want."
"I just didn't know what to do," she whispered in response. "Thank you…for coming."
"No problem," Amanda said, turning her head to look at Charlie. "Once it gets to that point, you need someone to help ya. Babies respond to other people's moods and emotion. It's like they have this weird sixth sense."
"Yeah," Charlie said. "We were definitely a pair this morning…"
"You doing okay otherwise?" Amanda asked cautiously, not wanting to overstep but wondering why she hadn't called her parents.
"I hafta be," Charlie said, looking over at the blonde.
"Charlie…"
"No," she said firmly. "I have to be. My parents have been through too much. I have to be strong. I have to just deal with this."
Amanda looked at Charlie, her heart breaking just a little bit. The young girl was putting too much pressure on herself to be okay, and Amanda knew that all too well. She thought back to when Jesse was just born and how hesitant she would be to reach out to people, insisting that she should do it on her own. Knowing that Charlie had been through more trauma than she had, Amanda decided to press just a bit further in hopes that she could assure her that she wasn't on her own.
"Why?" She asked plainly. Charlie just shrugged.
"It's just the way it is right now," she responded.
"You aren't alone, Charlie," Amanda said plainly, but Charlie just looked over at her with a far off look.
"But I am," she responded.
"Mommy, you said Tar-lie would come play today," Noah announced as he sat at the table eating pancakes with his parents. "And Lizzie."
"I did say that, didn't I," Olivia said, suddenly realizing she hadn't heard from her daughter that morning. It was unusual for them not to get a morning picture of Lizzie, so she hopped up to go check her phone. "Hm, no text message," she murmured as she sat back down and shot off a quick message to Charlie before resuming her breakfast.
"What time is it," Ed asked, having lost all track of the morning.
"It is just now 9," Olivia said. "We were up early."
"But still," he said, now a little nervous. "Maybe I should call her."
Just then, Olivia's phone went off and she immediately picked up.
"Hey baby girl," she said sweetly into the phone, before crinkling her brow in worry. "You sound exhausted, are you okay?"
Ed watched intently as his wife talked to their daughter, nodding as she listened.
"Come up for breakfast," she said into the phone. "We have plenty and Noah wants to play…" Olivia paused for a bit then shook her head, as if Charlie could see her. "No, everything is fine. We are just fine. Come for breakfast. I need to see my Lizzie-Bug."
Ending the phone call, Olivia softly placed her phone onto the table and took a big sip of her coffee.
"She okay?" Ed asked, wondering what had just been talked about behind the scenes.
"I don't think so," Olivia answered. "But she claims to be, so I'll believe her for now."
"Tar-lie coming?" Noah mumbled, his mouth full of food.
"Noah, don't talk with your mouth full," Olivia said sternly, but still with a soft smile. "Finish chewing then ask me your question."
Noah eyed his mother and chewed up his food, swallowed dramatically then spoke again.
"Tar-lie coming?"
"Yes, baby boy," Olivia answered with a smile as Ed watched in amusement. Noah was a well-behaved child and never needed much reprimanding, but Olivia was a stickler for manners and rules. It had been instilled in the boy for years, and he seemed to happily comply.
"Good," he said. "Lizzie too?"
"Lizzie, too."
"Okay," Noah said, going back to his breakfast. "I like when we all together. It da best."
Later that afternoon, the family of five barreled into the door of the Tucker apartment after a fun-filled day at the park. Lizzie was out cold in Olivia's arms and Noah was snoozing on Ed's shoulder. Charlie quickly got the door opened, allowing the other four to enter quietly, then she drug in the stroller from the hallway.
"I can take her, Ma," Charlie said moving to take the baby, but Olivia just shook her head.
"Nah," she said. "You go relax. Maybe put on some coffee. Ollie will take care of this one…"
Charlie just smiled as she watched her parents head to the back of the apartment with both sleeping children, then made her own way into the kitchen to start some coffee. Ed returned first and went to pull mugs down before leaning against the counter and eyeing his daughter.
"You seem off," he observed.
"I'm fine, Dad," Charlie shrugged as she watched the coffee brew. "Just tired. Lizzie didn't sleep well last night."
Ed didn't push it, but he also did not believe her one bit. That was when he had an idea. Wanting to wait for Olivia to come back out, he pulled out his phone and did a little internet searching before finally fixing his coffee and following Charlie into the living room.
"God, coffee," Olivia said, coming out about 15 minutes later in lounge clothes. She joined her family on the large sectional and let out a sigh. "It's good to all be together."
"Mhmm," Ed murmured, pulling her in to his side and kissing her head. Charlie looked on with a smile, happy to see them back to their normal selves around each other. "I had an idea…"
"Oh boy," Olivia said, rolling her eyes with a little smirk. "You didn't hurt yourself, didja?"
"Hey!" Ed said with a play hurt in his tone. "I certainly did not."
Charlie just laughed at the banter as she slowly relaxed into the moment, finally feeling like everyone was okay.
"I looked online and booked the two of you a spa day," he said, squeezing his wife a bit and eyeing Charlie. "I thought maybe you two would like a day off to just pamper yourselves. And selfishly, I want some Papa time…"
"Oh wow," Olivia said, straining her head to look at her husband. "That sounds fantastic."
"What do you think, Charlie?" Ed asked, as he eyed his daughter who seemed lost in thought.
"You sure?" She asked, hesitant to just leave him with Lizzie for the day, but also craving a little down time with her Momma.
"Absolutely," he said. "You two need some time together. And I need to corrupt my granddaughter."
All three of them just laughed at that, knowing he was likely speaking the truth. Charlie just kept watching her parents with a smile before responding.
"Nothing sounds more perfect."
What do ya think? Spa day for Liv and Charlie? Ed having a full day with Lizzie? Lemme know in the review you are gonna leave ;)...