A/N: Here is the next chapter, sorry for the delay, lost my inspiration to write for awhile but I finally finished the chapter.

Disclaimer: Only own Zac, Chelsea, Angie and Emily.



Once Chelsea was changed, Elliot took her downstairs. He placed Chelsea in her bouncer to have some fun, while he went around and got the house ready for he and Olivia to enjoy their night alone. He walked past the front of the front of the couch to find Olivia and Zac having a nap.

Zachary was cuddled into Olivia's side with his little head just above her breast and Olivia looked protective with her arms wrapped around her little man. Mother and son both looked content.

While they took a snooze on the couch, Elliot decided that he would set up the house romantically and get the kids' overnight bags ready to take to Angie's for the things they didn't have there, like pumped breast milk for Chelsea.

It took just over an hour to set up the house and pack for the kids and Angie would be arriving at any moment to pick them up.

Elliot leaned over the couch and stroked back his son's soft, short brown hair to wake him up, hopefully without waking Olivia up. "Wake up, Zacy," he whispered.

Zachary groaned softly and his eyes fluttered open. "Daddy?"

"Yes, buddy, it's Daddy. Grammy will be here any minute to pick you and Chelsea up."

"Okay," Zachary said, gently getting up before heading to the downstairs bathroom.

"Come on, princess," Elliot cooed as he picked Chelsea up, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "Time to go in your capsule, Grammy is on her way to pick you up." He laid her in the capsule and buckled her in just as he heard a key being turned in the front door. Angie had finally arrived.

"Grammy!" Zachary called, barreling down the hall to her.

"Hey, kiddo," Angie greeted him and leaned over to give him a hug. earlier."You and Chelsea ready to come to my place?"

Zachary nodded. "Yep."

"Hi Mom," Elliot greeted his mother, passing her Chelsea in the carrier and bag. "This is stuff for both of them."

"Okay, thanks. Where's Liv?"

"Asleep," he replied, pointing to the couch. "She was feeling a little unwell earlier."

Angie nodded in understanding and gave her son a kiss. "Say bye to Daddy's Zacy."

"Bye, Daddy. See you and Mommy tomorrow."

"You be a good boy for Grammy, son. Love you, see you tomorrow," Elliot replied and kissed Zac's head. "Bye, Mom," he said and watched them go.

"El?" Olivia asked, slowly waking up as she heard him shut the door.

"Hey beautiful," he said, leaning over the couch to plant a tender kiss on her lips.

"Hey," Olivia replied, her voice hoarse with sleep.

"How was your nap?" he asked, helping her to sit up.

"It was good, just what I needed. Angie already pick Zachary and Chelsea up?"

"Yeah, you just missed them, baby. You feeling better?" he asked, putting his hand on her forehead to see if she had a fever.

Olivia gently pushed his hand off and smiled a little at her husband's concern before getting up off the couch. "I'm fine, honey, really. I feel much better," she tried to reassure him, only to stumble.

Due to his quick reflexes, Elliot managed to catch her before she fell to the carpeted floor of the living room. "Whoa, sweetie, I got you. You okay? When was the last time you ate?"

"At lunch, remember?" she replied, leaning on Elliot as he guided her into the kitchen.

"Yeah and you didn't finish your sandwich. You haven't been eating much lately, Liv, that's probably why you fainted," he told her and gently guided her down to a chair at the kitchen table. "I'm going to make you something to eat. What would you like?"

Olivia sighed and rubbed a tired hand down her face. "What about dinner, El? Thought we were going to have a nice, romantic dinner?"

"We are," he assured her, stroking back her hair. "I'm going to make you something little now and then you can have a lay down while I cook dinner for us."

Olivia nodded and smiled up at Elliot. "Thanks. A salad roll would be nice."

"Salad roll it is," he said and placed a kiss on her lips before getting to work on her roll.

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"Aunt Emily!" Zachary cried happily, entering the house, seeing his aunt standing in the foyer ready to greet him and Chelsea.

"Hey kiddo," she said and kissed his head. "Let me just say hi to Chelsea, then we can go do something."

"Popcorn and a movie," he said with his trademark grin.

"Sure, Zacy." She ruffled her nephew's hair and then gently picked up her niece. "Hi Chelsea. You're looking more and more like your Mommy everyday. You're so beautiful," she whispered and gave the baby girl a hug and a kiss. "Oops, someone has a wet bottom."

"Come here, honey." Angie took her granddaughter back and kissed her cheek, heading up the stairs to change her soaked diaper before Chelsea began to protest it.

"Aunt Emily, I want to watch this one," Zachary said, holding up a tape that he'd picked from the collection in the cupboard in the living room.

"Alright, little man, let's put it in and then I'll make us some popcorn," Emily suggested and took her nephew into the kitchen.

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Once Olivia had eaten her nicely made salad roll, Elliot took her plate and put it into the dishwasher to be washed.

"Okay, time for you to have a lay down, 'Livia," Elliot said and planted a kiss on the lips.

Olivia groaned and got up out of the wooden chair. "Okay, okay, I'm going."

"It's for your own good, babe, you're exhausted. You're working yourself way too hard and you're going to make yourself sicker," he told her gently but firmly.

"Yeah, I know. I'm going," she said and tiredly headed upstairs to bed.

Unable to sleep despite how exhausted she was, Olivia just laid in bed looking up at the painted white ceiling above her. She sighed and rolled on to her side, curling up under the covers, snuggling her head further into the plum purple satin pillowcase covering the thick, therapeutic pillow.

"What are you still doing awake, Liv?" Elliot asked, walking in sometime later and sitting down on the bed beside her. "You were supposed to get some much needed sleep," he said, stroking back her hair off her face.

"I can't sleep," Olivia whispered in response, enjoying the tender caresses provided by her loving man. "Hmm, don't stop," she murmured, letting her eyes droop shut.

"Why can't you sleep?" he asked concerned.

"I don't know. I've just had some insomnia the last few nights," she explained, not opening her eyes.

"Oh, why didn't you say anything, beautiful?"

"I didn't want you to worry, El," she confessed.

With a sigh, Elliot planted a tender kiss on her cheek. "I'm your husband, I'm supposed to worry about you and the kids, it's my job."

Olivia sighed. "I know but I didn't want to disturb your sleep as well."

"Liv, honey, you're much more important to me then some missed sleep," he told her. "Is this helping you to relax enough to sleep?" he asked about the caressing he was providing. He was rubbing her temples and around her eyes.

"Hmm," Olivia moaned contently in response. "Could you also please rub my back?" she asked. "It's a little sore."

Elliot slipped his free hand up beneath her shirt and started to rub the bare, warm skin of her back. "That better?"

"Oh, yeah," she mumbled sleepily. "Don't stop."

As requested, Elliot continued until he knew that she was in a deep sleep, and so, as she got some much needed and deserved rest, he was going to make a start on their romantic dinner, they would just be eating it a little later then planned but it didn't matter.

Elliot was going to cook Olivia's favorite meal and enjoy some wine with it, since Olivia didn't have to worry about breastfeeding Chelsea for the rest of the night.

Walking through to the kitchen, he put the radio on quietly does some background noise but not loud enough to wake Olivia upstairs.

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"Grammy?" Zac asked as he walked out on to the back porch after the movie had finished and Emily had gone out with her boyfriend.

"Yes, kiddo?" she answered, lifting up her reading glasses. "What's wrong?"

"Chelsea is crying. I think she's hungry, Grammy," he informed her.

Angie put her book down and got up straight away. "Could you please keep her company while I heat up a bottle for her?"

Zachary nodded. "Okay," he replied and rushed back inside the house, upstairs to the newly pink painted nursery. "It's okay, sissy. Grammy is getting you a bottle of Mommy's milk," he assured his baby sister, slipping his arm through the crib bars to stroke back her soft sandy brown hair, which was lightening to blonde.

In response, Chelsea slowly settled down and smiled at her older brother.

"Yeah, see, Chelsea, it's okay. I'm here with you."
"Okay, thank you, Zacy. You want to feed her?" she asked him, picking Chelsea up.

"Yes please, Grammy," Zac replied enthusiastically.

"Okay, take a seat on the rocking chair."

Zachary climbed up into the rocking chair and opened his arms for his sister.

"You remember how Mommy taught you to feed her?" Angie asked, knowing that Olivia had let him feed Chelsea a few times when she'd fed her from a bottle.

"Yep," Zac replied as Chelsea was laid in his arms.

"Okay, here you go," Angie said and passed him the bottle of breast milk before watching her grandson feed his baby sister happily. "Good job, Zacy-boy, you're doing very well," she praised him.

"Yep, I'm a big boy," Zac said proudly and kissed Chelsea's forehead as she continued to eat hungrily.

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Once the house was all set up romantically and dinner was ready, Elliot headed upstairs to wake Olivia up. He found her curled up on his side of the bed, snuggling with his pillow. His scent helping her to sleep.

"Liv, baby, time to get up," he whispered, caressing her cheek.

Olivia groaned in protest at being woken up but upon opening her eyes and seeing her husband, she smiled. "Hey, dinner ready?"

"Yep, I did your favorite, beautiful," he told her and pecked her on the lips. "Up you get. We can cuddle up in bed together later....naked," he grinned.

"Sounds good to me," Olivia agreed with a flirtatious wink as she got up off the bed.

Their hands brushed, so they automatically took a hold of the other's hand as they headed downstairs together toward the kitchen.

"Wow, this so beautiful, El," Olivia gasped, catching sight of the romantic set kitchen. "Did you do this all by yourself?"

"I certainly did. Just for my beautiful, amazing wife," he said and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Take a seat, gorgeous." He pulled out a seat and waited for her to sit down before he pushed her up to the table. Elliot then lit up the candles in the center of the table and sat down opposite Olivia, after turning off the overhead light.

"Thanks, El, this is so nice. Don't get me wrong I love the kids with all my heart but this is nice. Just the two of us, it's so relaxing and peaceful but by morning I'll want my babies back," she said.

Elliot leaned over and placed his hand over Olivia's on the table. "I know, baby, I totally agree. We will have them back in the morning. Mom's bringing them home at nine," he assured her with a smile.

"Sounds great," Olivia said, returning the smile. "Can we eat now? I'm starving."

Laughing, Elliot nodded. "Sure, Liv."

They said a prayer together and began to eat the lovely meal that Elliot had cooked for them. It was a peaceful and romantic night.