Elliot got home 'early', as he had promised in his note to Kathy. It had
been a long day, trying to break the Kazani case. He got in the door at
around a quarter to ten. Yes, he considered that time to be early. Kathy
and Kathleen were watching television. The twins weren't in sight.
"Hey babe...", he commenced as he kissed Kathy on the head. She turned around and sarcastically asked him, "Do I know you?" Elliot laughed and handed her flowers and the card he bought earlier. Even though Kathy was upset about Elliot's apparent forgetfulness she thanked him, and kissed him on the lips.
"Hey sweetheart..", he said to Kathleen. She smiled at him, and said hi back. Elliot sat down in the recliner across from the sofa, and watched TV. He finally asked about the twins.
"Where's Dickey and Elizabeth?", he asked looking around. It was awfully quiet without the noises of feet running around or, "Daddy look at this!", or "Daddy help me with this."
"Upstairs in bed..Go up to see them; they might be awake, they just up 'bout a half hour ago.", Kathy replied as she placed her card on the table, and the flowers in a vase. Elliot got up, agreeing with Kathy's proposal, and went upstairs to check on his youngest children. He went into Maureen's old room, which was now Elizabeth's, and he kissed her on the forehead. She was sound asleep. He closed her door, and went across the hall to Dickey's room. He was apparently asleep, too. He continued the routine, and kissed his son on the forehead. He sighed with disappointment; it hadn't been recently since he had seen his two youngest children. He was in the process of closing Dickey's door when he heard the faint and barely audible, "Daddy...I'm awake."
Elliot approached Dickey's bed and kneeled down. "Hey Dickey. What's going on?", Elliot asked.
"Nothing...I missed you.", he said. Elliot sighed and tried to explain, "I missed you too, but Daddy's gotta work."
"I know...can you come to my soccer game tomorrow? We're playing the blue team, they're really hard. But I am the best on my team.", he said.
"Of course I'll be there. I'm going to be there to see my little man score some goals.", Elliot said as he smiled at Dickey's apparent anticipation. Tomorrow was a Saturday, so it shouldn't have been a problem.
"Now get some sleep, and I'll see you tomorrow.", Elliot said, as he caressed Dickey's hair. "Love ya.", and he kissed his cheek.
"I love you too Daddy.", Dickey replied and in a few seconds, he was in a content dream. Elliot smiled as he closed the door. He walked downstairs and saw Kathy and Kathleen still on the couch. "How were they?", Kathy whispered.
"Just perfect. Dickey was half awake, and Elizabeth was asleep.", he explained. Kathy smiled and she looked at the television. A commercial for the news flashed across the screen, and the news caster said, "A Muslim man in Manhattan, says a book convinced him to beating his wife....This and more at eleven."
"Oh my God.", Kathy said in shock.
"For Christ's sakes.", Elliot whispered, discontent with how the media was getting in the way of his job and cases. Trying to change the subject, Elliot diverted his questions toward Kathleen.
"Hey sweetie, what are you doing at this time of night on a Friday? Isn't Ryan coming around?", he asked.
"Yea, he is actually. We're going to a party.", she said proudly.
"You know the rules right?", Elliot reminded her. She huffed and replied:
"Yes, daddy. No alcohol, no drugs, and be back by one.", she replied. He smiled at her, and turned his head as the doorbell rang. "I'll get it.", he suggested even though he knew it was Ryan. Ryan and Kathleen had been going out since she was in her sophomore year, and he was now in college. Kathleen just got up and walked to the door. She thought to herself, 'God, daddy, you're so overprotective.' Elliot opened the door, and Ryan was there dressed casually.
"Ryan...", Elliot welcomed, shaking his hand. "Be good.", he told his daughter as he kissed her head. She said her goodbyes to Kathy and Elliot. "Drive Easy Man.", Elliot reminded Ryan, Ryan turned around and smiled at Elliot, as wrapped his arm around Kathleen's waist and drew her close. Elliot closed the door and sat on the couch next to his wife, just like when they were the dating teenagers. He rubbed her leg, and put his arm around her.
"It's been twenty.", she told him out of the blue.
"What?", he asked confused by her statement.
"You said on your note, nineteen years, we have been married, and it's been twenty.", she reminded him.
"Shit...Sorry, sweet heart. Gosh, these past few days I just wish I could be at home for a while.", he said.
"I see...", she started. "Well your home now..."
"Are you suggesting something?", he asked her intriguingly.
"Maybe..", she said laughing. She turned off the television, and grabbed his hand. "Come on upstairs, at the rate your job's keeping you in the city, I probably won't see you for another twenty." Elliot laughed, and trailed her up the stairs. As they got to their bedroom, Elliot took off his watch and his tie. Kathy could see he was stressed out, like many nights.
"What's wrong El?", she asked.
"Work, Kath.", he explained, he never liked to bring his work home with him, but Kathy saw he was obviously upset and distraught.
"Elaborate Detective.", she remarked sarcastically.
"That thing on TV about the guy beating his wife, I was on that case today. A Muslim wrote a book on how to beat wives. I mean, who would ever do that? I..just don't understand. Why do I even get myself into this position? I have a great family, a great unit, and partner. I..just hate how these things happen.", he explained as sat on the side of the bed and unbuttoned his cufflinks.
"I see", she said understandingly. "But, it's not your fault that some people are like that. You're a great detective, Elliot, and everyone here, the kids, me, we all support what you do. You're helping people, and I love you for that. It's worth all the cold, lonely nights, knowing my husband's a hero." But before Elliot could answer, he was sharing a passionate kiss with his wife, and he turned off the lights.
Meanwhile, Fin, Munch, and Olivia were still at the precinct; Olivia was still cleaning her desk out. "Ugh...I hate this..", she said to Munch.
"Don't worry about it. It's just once a year.", Munch explained, but it obviously wasn't helping.
"I have too much stuff...", she said.
"That's what makes you a good detective.", Fin said trying to be the optimist.
"But not a good organizer.", Munch added. Olivia rolled her eyes at his sarcasm.
"I can organize. But its hard to do it, when you haven't done it in a year.", Olivia explained.
"Yeah...uh huh...", Munch laughed. "I'm going for a drink. Fin you comin?", he asked.
"Yea man. Olivia?", asked Fin.
"Nah, sorry guys, I'm going to be here for a while.", she explained.
"Alright, later then.", Munch said and he walked out with Fin. Olivia got frustrated. It was her third garbage bag filled up with coffee cups, food, papers, and a lot more. 'Where did all this crap come from?', she asked herself. She was the last one in the precinct, and she was looking forward to getting home soon. She sighed with discontent. "How long is this going to take?", she said out loud.
"Beats me, but you better hurry up.", came a voice from the door. Olivia turned her head and saw Ewan, he smiled and her eyes lit up.
"How...how did you find me?", she asked.
"You told me you worked with the SVU, so I went down to the precinct, and two men told me you were in here.", he replied. Olivia knew the two men were Fin and Munch, she laughed to herself. She explained to Ewan that she couldn't go anywhere, because of the mess.
"I'll help you.", he explained. He kneeled down beside her and asked, "What is what, now?"
"Ok, just take that pile, and throw it all away.", she explained as she pointed to the trash near her desk. He picked it all up, and stuffed it into the garbage bag.
"Why are you still here doing this?", he asked.
"We had a long day investigating a case, so it was last minute. Plus half of this crap is my partners, he had to rush home for his anniversary..", she explained. He replied with an "oh", and continued with the clean up. Olivia finally told him he didn't have to do it, out of embarrassment.
"I want to...Then, I can bring you out for dinner.", he explained.
"At this time?", she asked looking at her watch, it was now around half ten.
"I know a special place downtown we can go.", he explained. She smiled and thanked his thoughtfulness, and finished up cleaning.
"Thanks so much", she said as he put the last piece of garbage in the bag.
"No worries, mate.", he said. "Now get your coat, we'll be late." Olivia anticipated the newly announced date, and grabbed her jacket. She walked out of the precinct, and Ewan grabbed her hand. She felt the warmth surround her palm like a blanket. Ewan put her in the car, and drove her to the other side of the city.
"Here we are...", he explained.
"Where are we?", she asked.
"We are at my place. I decided to cook you dinner here. You were right all the other fancy places are closed.", he explained.
"Alright.", Olivia said in anticipation yet cautious. She knew the tricks men would play, and not just from being a cop, also from her mother.
Hours passed, and Olivia and Ewan finished their food, drank some wine, and were watching a movie, snuggled up on his couch.
"I love this part...", Ewan explained, but Olivia said nothing. He looked down on her face, and she was fast asleep. He grabbed a blanket from behind his head and covered Olivia, and himself. Ewan turned off the TV and within minutes he was asleep too.
THE NEXT MORNING
Elliot wasn't up at his usual time, of five thirty. He looked at his clock, cursed, and jumped in the shower. He completed his regular routine at a much faster pace. He put on his clothes, quickly shaved, and checked on his partying daughter. She wasn't in her room.
"What the hell?", he asked. Not once had she not come home. He went downstairs and laughed at the sight of his daughter and her boyfriend stretched out on the couches with the TV still on. They were watching home videos of when Kathleen was a baby. Elliot spared the tear, and covered Kathleen and Ryan up with blankets, and turned off the TV. He locked the door on his way out and was at the precinct by seven. Munch and Finn were there, but no sign of Olivia.
"Not like you to be late, Elliot.", Munch commented on Elliot's tardiness.
"Yea, well sorry, had a late night.", he lied. But Munch and Fin knew why Elliot was late. There were only few occasions on which he was, and when he was, he had one and only one reason.
"Well be happy, I don't think I'll be late for work for another wife, again.", Munch replied, and Fin and Elliot laughed. Elliot handed them two cups of coffee, and left the third one on Olivia's desk.
"Where's Liv?", Elliot asked looking around.
"No clue. She's ahh.....she's fifty minutes late than usual.", Fin said looking at his watch. Elliot called her apartment, but no answer. He called her cell phone, and no answer. He decided to leave a message on her machine.
"Yea, Liv, it's Elliot. YOUR LATE, GET UP!", he said and hung up laughing.
"She could be with that man that came to see her last night..", Fin suggested.
"What man?", Elliot inquired to Fin and Munch.
A/N: HEY GUYS. Thanks for the reviews, hope you like it. Ch five will be up soon. Review if you have any comments or suggestions. Thanks! -J'adore SVU
"Hey babe...", he commenced as he kissed Kathy on the head. She turned around and sarcastically asked him, "Do I know you?" Elliot laughed and handed her flowers and the card he bought earlier. Even though Kathy was upset about Elliot's apparent forgetfulness she thanked him, and kissed him on the lips.
"Hey sweetheart..", he said to Kathleen. She smiled at him, and said hi back. Elliot sat down in the recliner across from the sofa, and watched TV. He finally asked about the twins.
"Where's Dickey and Elizabeth?", he asked looking around. It was awfully quiet without the noises of feet running around or, "Daddy look at this!", or "Daddy help me with this."
"Upstairs in bed..Go up to see them; they might be awake, they just up 'bout a half hour ago.", Kathy replied as she placed her card on the table, and the flowers in a vase. Elliot got up, agreeing with Kathy's proposal, and went upstairs to check on his youngest children. He went into Maureen's old room, which was now Elizabeth's, and he kissed her on the forehead. She was sound asleep. He closed her door, and went across the hall to Dickey's room. He was apparently asleep, too. He continued the routine, and kissed his son on the forehead. He sighed with disappointment; it hadn't been recently since he had seen his two youngest children. He was in the process of closing Dickey's door when he heard the faint and barely audible, "Daddy...I'm awake."
Elliot approached Dickey's bed and kneeled down. "Hey Dickey. What's going on?", Elliot asked.
"Nothing...I missed you.", he said. Elliot sighed and tried to explain, "I missed you too, but Daddy's gotta work."
"I know...can you come to my soccer game tomorrow? We're playing the blue team, they're really hard. But I am the best on my team.", he said.
"Of course I'll be there. I'm going to be there to see my little man score some goals.", Elliot said as he smiled at Dickey's apparent anticipation. Tomorrow was a Saturday, so it shouldn't have been a problem.
"Now get some sleep, and I'll see you tomorrow.", Elliot said, as he caressed Dickey's hair. "Love ya.", and he kissed his cheek.
"I love you too Daddy.", Dickey replied and in a few seconds, he was in a content dream. Elliot smiled as he closed the door. He walked downstairs and saw Kathy and Kathleen still on the couch. "How were they?", Kathy whispered.
"Just perfect. Dickey was half awake, and Elizabeth was asleep.", he explained. Kathy smiled and she looked at the television. A commercial for the news flashed across the screen, and the news caster said, "A Muslim man in Manhattan, says a book convinced him to beating his wife....This and more at eleven."
"Oh my God.", Kathy said in shock.
"For Christ's sakes.", Elliot whispered, discontent with how the media was getting in the way of his job and cases. Trying to change the subject, Elliot diverted his questions toward Kathleen.
"Hey sweetie, what are you doing at this time of night on a Friday? Isn't Ryan coming around?", he asked.
"Yea, he is actually. We're going to a party.", she said proudly.
"You know the rules right?", Elliot reminded her. She huffed and replied:
"Yes, daddy. No alcohol, no drugs, and be back by one.", she replied. He smiled at her, and turned his head as the doorbell rang. "I'll get it.", he suggested even though he knew it was Ryan. Ryan and Kathleen had been going out since she was in her sophomore year, and he was now in college. Kathleen just got up and walked to the door. She thought to herself, 'God, daddy, you're so overprotective.' Elliot opened the door, and Ryan was there dressed casually.
"Ryan...", Elliot welcomed, shaking his hand. "Be good.", he told his daughter as he kissed her head. She said her goodbyes to Kathy and Elliot. "Drive Easy Man.", Elliot reminded Ryan, Ryan turned around and smiled at Elliot, as wrapped his arm around Kathleen's waist and drew her close. Elliot closed the door and sat on the couch next to his wife, just like when they were the dating teenagers. He rubbed her leg, and put his arm around her.
"It's been twenty.", she told him out of the blue.
"What?", he asked confused by her statement.
"You said on your note, nineteen years, we have been married, and it's been twenty.", she reminded him.
"Shit...Sorry, sweet heart. Gosh, these past few days I just wish I could be at home for a while.", he said.
"I see...", she started. "Well your home now..."
"Are you suggesting something?", he asked her intriguingly.
"Maybe..", she said laughing. She turned off the television, and grabbed his hand. "Come on upstairs, at the rate your job's keeping you in the city, I probably won't see you for another twenty." Elliot laughed, and trailed her up the stairs. As they got to their bedroom, Elliot took off his watch and his tie. Kathy could see he was stressed out, like many nights.
"What's wrong El?", she asked.
"Work, Kath.", he explained, he never liked to bring his work home with him, but Kathy saw he was obviously upset and distraught.
"Elaborate Detective.", she remarked sarcastically.
"That thing on TV about the guy beating his wife, I was on that case today. A Muslim wrote a book on how to beat wives. I mean, who would ever do that? I..just don't understand. Why do I even get myself into this position? I have a great family, a great unit, and partner. I..just hate how these things happen.", he explained as sat on the side of the bed and unbuttoned his cufflinks.
"I see", she said understandingly. "But, it's not your fault that some people are like that. You're a great detective, Elliot, and everyone here, the kids, me, we all support what you do. You're helping people, and I love you for that. It's worth all the cold, lonely nights, knowing my husband's a hero." But before Elliot could answer, he was sharing a passionate kiss with his wife, and he turned off the lights.
Meanwhile, Fin, Munch, and Olivia were still at the precinct; Olivia was still cleaning her desk out. "Ugh...I hate this..", she said to Munch.
"Don't worry about it. It's just once a year.", Munch explained, but it obviously wasn't helping.
"I have too much stuff...", she said.
"That's what makes you a good detective.", Fin said trying to be the optimist.
"But not a good organizer.", Munch added. Olivia rolled her eyes at his sarcasm.
"I can organize. But its hard to do it, when you haven't done it in a year.", Olivia explained.
"Yeah...uh huh...", Munch laughed. "I'm going for a drink. Fin you comin?", he asked.
"Yea man. Olivia?", asked Fin.
"Nah, sorry guys, I'm going to be here for a while.", she explained.
"Alright, later then.", Munch said and he walked out with Fin. Olivia got frustrated. It was her third garbage bag filled up with coffee cups, food, papers, and a lot more. 'Where did all this crap come from?', she asked herself. She was the last one in the precinct, and she was looking forward to getting home soon. She sighed with discontent. "How long is this going to take?", she said out loud.
"Beats me, but you better hurry up.", came a voice from the door. Olivia turned her head and saw Ewan, he smiled and her eyes lit up.
"How...how did you find me?", she asked.
"You told me you worked with the SVU, so I went down to the precinct, and two men told me you were in here.", he replied. Olivia knew the two men were Fin and Munch, she laughed to herself. She explained to Ewan that she couldn't go anywhere, because of the mess.
"I'll help you.", he explained. He kneeled down beside her and asked, "What is what, now?"
"Ok, just take that pile, and throw it all away.", she explained as she pointed to the trash near her desk. He picked it all up, and stuffed it into the garbage bag.
"Why are you still here doing this?", he asked.
"We had a long day investigating a case, so it was last minute. Plus half of this crap is my partners, he had to rush home for his anniversary..", she explained. He replied with an "oh", and continued with the clean up. Olivia finally told him he didn't have to do it, out of embarrassment.
"I want to...Then, I can bring you out for dinner.", he explained.
"At this time?", she asked looking at her watch, it was now around half ten.
"I know a special place downtown we can go.", he explained. She smiled and thanked his thoughtfulness, and finished up cleaning.
"Thanks so much", she said as he put the last piece of garbage in the bag.
"No worries, mate.", he said. "Now get your coat, we'll be late." Olivia anticipated the newly announced date, and grabbed her jacket. She walked out of the precinct, and Ewan grabbed her hand. She felt the warmth surround her palm like a blanket. Ewan put her in the car, and drove her to the other side of the city.
"Here we are...", he explained.
"Where are we?", she asked.
"We are at my place. I decided to cook you dinner here. You were right all the other fancy places are closed.", he explained.
"Alright.", Olivia said in anticipation yet cautious. She knew the tricks men would play, and not just from being a cop, also from her mother.
Hours passed, and Olivia and Ewan finished their food, drank some wine, and were watching a movie, snuggled up on his couch.
"I love this part...", Ewan explained, but Olivia said nothing. He looked down on her face, and she was fast asleep. He grabbed a blanket from behind his head and covered Olivia, and himself. Ewan turned off the TV and within minutes he was asleep too.
THE NEXT MORNING
Elliot wasn't up at his usual time, of five thirty. He looked at his clock, cursed, and jumped in the shower. He completed his regular routine at a much faster pace. He put on his clothes, quickly shaved, and checked on his partying daughter. She wasn't in her room.
"What the hell?", he asked. Not once had she not come home. He went downstairs and laughed at the sight of his daughter and her boyfriend stretched out on the couches with the TV still on. They were watching home videos of when Kathleen was a baby. Elliot spared the tear, and covered Kathleen and Ryan up with blankets, and turned off the TV. He locked the door on his way out and was at the precinct by seven. Munch and Finn were there, but no sign of Olivia.
"Not like you to be late, Elliot.", Munch commented on Elliot's tardiness.
"Yea, well sorry, had a late night.", he lied. But Munch and Fin knew why Elliot was late. There were only few occasions on which he was, and when he was, he had one and only one reason.
"Well be happy, I don't think I'll be late for work for another wife, again.", Munch replied, and Fin and Elliot laughed. Elliot handed them two cups of coffee, and left the third one on Olivia's desk.
"Where's Liv?", Elliot asked looking around.
"No clue. She's ahh.....she's fifty minutes late than usual.", Fin said looking at his watch. Elliot called her apartment, but no answer. He called her cell phone, and no answer. He decided to leave a message on her machine.
"Yea, Liv, it's Elliot. YOUR LATE, GET UP!", he said and hung up laughing.
"She could be with that man that came to see her last night..", Fin suggested.
"What man?", Elliot inquired to Fin and Munch.
A/N: HEY GUYS. Thanks for the reviews, hope you like it. Ch five will be up soon. Review if you have any comments or suggestions. Thanks! -J'adore SVU