The Stabler residence, two months later, late afternoon
In the bathroom, Lizzie stepped back to examine her refection. In the sleeveless chemise dress, her slight baby bump and enlarged breasts were not noticeable. She could get through the graduation ceremony.
And then while Richard's at the Henderson's blowout, I'll be going with Aunt Tricia to Jersey. And then from there, it won't matter who sees. That's enough 'party' for me at this point. She then went to put on her pumps.
Meanwhile, downstairs in the kitchen, Elliot went to the refrigerator and withdrew a small plastic container. Looking down at the corsage inside, he once again tried to focus positively. She's graduating from junior high school, just as planned. And next she's going to high school with college in her future, like we've always discussed. She's just going about it differently. She'll be back home after the baby's born and adopted. And then it'll all be behind us-behind her.
Just then, Kathy entered the room, her face somber. "Everyone's ready."
"OK, then, let's go. And Kath, I know this isn't easy…"
"No, it isn't," she sighed. "But we can do this. There is reason to celebrate." She managed a small smile.
The 16th Precinct, Manhattan
Looking up from his computer, Munch said to his partner, "You know, according to their school's website, the Stabler twins graduate today."
"Yes, I've already sent gift cards." Her manner was almost indifferent.
"So how long is Elizabeth going to be gone?"
Olivia leaned back in her chair and sighed. "According to Elliot, at least until December."
"Hopefully, it'll be a happy holiday." He resumed his work.
The Henderson residence, Glen Oaks, Queens, hours later
This is starting to get out of hand. Richard, hot dog in hand, observed several inebriated boys as they laughed loudly and stumbled across the backyard. They weren't even invited-they just showed up drunk! I'd better sneak a word to someone before those guys ruin it for everyone! He was moving towards the house when a mocking voice rang out:
"Hey, Dickie-Dude! Your twin headin' ou' to a convent 'til she pops?"
His face burning, Richard dropped his sandwich, turned, and clenched his fist. For a few moments he glowered at the smirking teen. Then, he hurried into the house, stormed through the kitchen, dining room, and living room before exiting out the front door. Breaking into a full run, he did not stop until he arrived home.