A/N: Just a little reminder that this story is currently set in the 1980's. Please read and review for more.

Disclaimer: Only own Zachary.

Olivia wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep after quickly dressing, when she was woken but upon opening her eyes and catching sight of her son, she suddenly didn't care.

Zachary was standing beside the bed, gently shaking her with tears in his eyes. "Mommy? Mommy, please wake up," he begged in a whisper.

"I'm awake, baby. Where's daddy?" she asked softly and reached up to caress his cheek.

"He's in the kitchen, making something for my sore tum-tum. Can I please cuddle with you and baby?" he asked politely.

"Sure, Zacy," Olivia replied and moved back to make room for him before lifting up the covers. "Hop in."

Zachary climbed up and in to the bed. "Thank you, mommy," he said and snuggled in to her.

"Be careful of the baby, honey," she gently warned him when he accidentally knocked her stomach.

"Sorry," he apologized and sneaked under the covers, where he kissed his mommy's baby bump, sheltering his unborn sibling before heading back up to see his mommy's tired smile.

"Sleep now, little one. It's late and you need to sleep off your upset tum-tum."

Walking in to the bedroom about ten minutes later, Elliot smiled when he found his wife and son sound asleep, cuddled up together. He placed the drink, which he had made for Zac and put in an old sippy cup to avoid a spill, on to the nightstand, and went to walk around the bed to climb in behind Olivia when he noticed Zachary looking a little pale before his eyes shot open and he whimpered.

"You going to be sick, Zac?"

Zachary nodded and sat up, so Elliot picked him up and rushed him in to the bathroom, getting him there just in time for him to be sick in the toilet.

"Okay, bud?" he asked Zac after a few minutes.

Crying, Zac nodded. "Can we go back to bed with mommy?" he asked as he used his step stool to flush the toilet.

"Sorry, Zacy, but I think you should sleep in your own bed."

"Why? I want to sleep with mommy," Zac replied angrily and stomped his little feet.

Elliot squatted down in front of Zac and said, "You could have something that mommy could catch and it could be bad for the baby, son. I'm sorry," he tried to explain to him.

Still unhappy with it, Zac just sniffled and nodded.

"Come on, let's head to bed. I'll get you that drink and tuck you in, champ," Elliot said and picked him up.

He sat Zac on his bed before heading in to the master bedroom to get the drink.

"Is Zac okay?" Olivia asked groggily, her eyes still shut. "Where is he now?"

"He threw up a couple times but he'll be fine. I put him in his bed, so you don't catch something he might have. It could be harmful to the baby," he explained and kissed her forehead.

Olivia yawned and rolled over to go back to sleep. "Okay," she murmured.

Elliot grabbed the drink and headed back to Zachary's bedroom. "Zac, what did you eat at grammy's house?" he asked as he sat down on the bed and gave Zac the drink.

Zac drank some of it and gave it back to Elliot. "Um, I had grammy's yummy shepherd's pie and then some strawberry ice cream," he informed his daddy and laid down again.

"Did grammy and Aunt Emily eat them too?"

"Grammy did..." he replied and yawned, "...but Aunt Emily wasn't there, she was with that man again."

Elliot nodded, knowng he was talking about Emily new boyfriend. "Okay, try get some sleep, son," he said and kissed his head before getting up and going back to bed.

"Liv?" Elliot whispered, wrapping his arms around Olivia. "Baby?"

"Mmm?" Olivia murmured, half asleep, snuggling back in to his body.

"Did Zac eat anything different to you?" he asked, thinking that maybe Zac had food poisoning.

"No," she whispered, still half asleep. "Did you feed him while I was out?"

"Yeah, I opened that new box of muesli bars that you bought for him. I didn't have one," he remembered.

"Well throw them out, just in case," she told him and exhaled a deep breath before going back to sleep.

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Olivia woke again to the sound of something smashing. She noticed that Elliot was snoring on the other side of the bed, meaning it was either Zac or someone had broken in to their apartment. She practically bounced out of the bed and checked Zachary's bed, it was empty, so she went through the living room, in to the kitchen.

Zac had dropped a glass cup. Hearing foot steps, he looked up, startled. "Mommy..." he whispered and went to walk over to her, to give her a hug.

"Stop!" Olivia screeched.

Zachary stopped in a instant and looked up at her with tears in his eyes as his bottom lip began to quiver. "Mommy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to drop it."

"It's okay, buddy. Just stay there or you'll get glass in your feet. I'm just going to get some shoes on. You stay right there. Do not move, Zachary. I mean it."

"I promise," Zac sniffled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll be right back, baby," Olivia replied and rushed toward the master bedroom but seeing a pair of Elliot's running shoes near the front door, she stopped and quickly slipped them on her feet before rushing back toward the kitchen. "Come on, handsome," she cooed and picked Zachary up.

At the sight of blood on the linoleum floor under one of his feet, she gasped.

"Do your feet hurt?" she asked concerned as she carried him to the couch.

"A little," Zac admitted.

Olivia sat him on the couch and checked his feet. "Oh, Zac, you have a shard of glass in your foot." She sat on the coffee table anf grabbed some tweezers. "This is going to hurt, baby. But I will talk to you to get your mind off it."

Zac nodded.

"What were you doing up anyway? It's very early," she asked. It had been 5:09AM when she got up.

"I couldn't sleep," he replied and yelped. Olivia had just pulled out the glass.

"Good boy, all done... Why didn't you wake me or daddy then, kiddo?"

"I went in your room and wanted to but daddy was cuddling you and snoring very loudly," he replied.

"You've heard daddy snore louder then that and you know you can wake me or daddy up anytime," she gently told him, holding a tissue to his foot to stop the bleeding.

"Ow, mommy, that hurts," Zac whimpered and pulled his foot away.

"What's going on out here?" It's too early," a hoarse voice appeared from the doorway, which led to the bedrooms.

Olivia looked up at Elliot and slowly got off the coffee table. "Zac accidentally dropped a glass cup."

Nodding, Elliot looked at Zac and asked, "You feeling better?"

"Yes, thank you, daddy," Zac replied and jumped off the couch.

"Why didn't you wake me or mommy? We could've got you something."

"You and mommy were cuddling. You looked... um... you looked.... I didn't...." he trailed off trying to think of the word he needed.

"You didn't want to disturb us? Well, bud, you can't do everything for yourself yet, so you need to ask me or mommy, okay?"

"Okay, daddy. I'm sorry for dropping the cup."

"It's okay. Why don't you and mommy go back to bed for awhile. I'll clean up the broken glass and I'll be there soon, okay?" he said and kissed Olivia on the lips.

"Okay. Don't take too long," Olivia replied and she and Zac headed in to the master bedroom.

Entering the master bedroom about twenty minutes later, Elliot found Zac sound asleep, curled up in front of his mother but Olivia, on the other hand, was just laying there wide awake.

Seeing him enter the bedroom, courtesy of the shine from the full moon coming through the window, Olivia smiled.

"Hey," she whispered.

"Hey, baby," he replied, just as softly, and climbed in to bed behind her, wrapping his arms around her and Zac.

"Why aren't you asleep?" he asked and kissed the back of her neck.

"Can't sleep," she mumbled around a yawn.

"You're yawning though," Elliot laughed lightly and kissed her neck again.

"I know," she whispered, "but I can't sleep."

"You want me to put some soothing music on for you?" Elliot offered.

"Yeah, that would be nice, El, thanks, hon," Olivia whispered, tiredly.

"Sure, sweetheart," Elliot said and slowly got up out of bed.

He walked around to her side of the bed to the nightstand, where he swapped the tape, which was in the tape player, to one of Olivia's soothing sounds ones. He pressed play and went to tip-toe out of the room but his wife's voice stopped him.

"Come back to bed, El."

Without a word, Elliot got back in to bed behind her and wrapped his arms around her and Zac again.

"El?"

"Yes, babe? You should try get some more sleep," he told her.

"I love you," she murmured and closed her eyes, finally beginning to relax, thanks to the calming sounds softly filling the room and the gentle caressing provided by Elliot.

"I love you too. Sleep now," he replied and kissed the back of her neck again as he continued to hold her while she drifted off to sleep.

Once he knew that Olivia was sound asleep, Elliot gently got up out of bed and tip-toed out of the room and closed the door behind him as to not wake his wife and son. He decided to finish some much needed cleaning in the apartment, which Olivia had started the day before but didn't get to finish.

He decided that he would start in Zac's bedroom. Being as quiet as he possibly could, knowing Olivia was a pretty light sleeper, Elliot picked up some toys, that Zachary had left out on the floor and then changed Zachary's bed linen to be washed. He'd vacuum when Olivia and Zac woke up again.

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Elliot had just finished cleaning the whole apartment except for the vacuuming when he saw Zachary walking in to the living room, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he yawned.

"Hey buddy."

"Hi daddy," Zac replied, his face lighting up at the sight of his daddy.

Picking up his son, Elliot kissed his head. "Is mommy awake yet?"

Zac shook his head. "No, mommy is snoring."

"Loudly?"

"Nope. Mommy is snoring quietly," he replied. "I gotsa go toilet, daddy."

Elliot stood Zac on the floor and tapped his little bottom. "Off you go then. Quickly, bud."

Giggling, Zac ran in to the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Elliot walked in to the master bedroom and found Olivia still sound asleep, softly snoring. He noticed she tended to snore more often while she was pregnant for some reason. Very gently, he climbed in behind her and wrapped his body around her until she yelped and moved away.

"Oh God, your feet are freezing, El, what were you thinking?!" she asked, slowly turning over to face him. Her eyes wide open, looking at him, the shock of his cold feet had fully woken her.

"I was hoping you could warm me up," Elliot laughed lightly.

"I can think of other ways to do that," Olivia whispered and climbed up on to him, straddling him.

"Oh, I like the sound of that," Elliot whispered back, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently brought her down to kiss her.

Olivia could feel Elliot harden beneath her and smiled. "Make love to me," she whispered in his ear before licking along the outside of it.

"Baby, we can't," Elliot panted and Olivia rubbed herself over him.

Olivia moved up and looked at him, frowning, but before she could ask why, they were disturbed by a small bundle of energy running in to the room.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Zac giggled, running in and climbing up on to the bed, oblivious to what he had just disturbed.

Sighing, Olivia got off of Elliot and laid back down on the bed, smiling for Zachary's sake. "Hey, baby," she said and tickled his ribs.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Zac giggled and squirmed in excitement.

"What do you want to do today?" Olivia asked, after she finished tickling him.

"Go to the playground," he replied, happily.

"Playground it is."