Eli walked in with Emma around 10:30 that night.

She collapsed on the couch, exhausted but refusing to allow her big brother to carry her in. He tucked her in anyways, kissing her head. "So proud of you sis."

"Love you big brother," she mumbled.

He smiled small and kissed Noah's head, sinking to his level. "Hey…" he whispered. "You wanna take the day off tomorrow with sis or go to school?"

"Sis," he muttered, and Eli nodded, kissing his head again and taking his phone to shut off his alarm.

His next stop was to peak in to check on Teddy and Anna Kate.

Laughing to himself at they way they both were sleeping, on their knees with their heads smashed into the mattresses and their arms tucked beneath them, he snapped a photo of each and sent it to the family group.

E: Someone said something about the Stabler genes?

Pushing his phone back into his pocket, he crept into Sam's room and sat on the edge of the bed, staring down at their twins who were sound asleep.

He smiled small when he felt her arm snake around his waist.

"Time is it," she whispered.

"Only 10:30," he chuckled softly.

"Hmmm they're gonna be getting up soon."

"Sleep, I've got them. I'll take them upstairs- Katie and Beau are gonna stay at my parents I think."

"Stay," she said softly. "I missed you today."

With a small smile, he dragged his legs up on the bed and curled beside her, sighing away the stress of the day when she snuggled up into his chest.

"Noah and Em are gonna stay home from school tomorrow… told everyone they could come collect their kids whenever," he breathed out and Sam chuckled. "Whatever everyone needs, I want Noah to move in. He's a better cook than you," she teased.

"No doubt at all on that," he said, scooting down to face her, cupping her cheek and kissing her softly several times.

"Talk to me, E," she asked, but he shook his head. "Tomorrow… just wanna kiss you right now… is that okay?"

"Course," she said, kissing him back lazily.

They made out for a while, until they were both sufficiently worked up, and Sam's slender fingers slipped down into his sweats.

"Babe," he muttered against her lower lip, nipping at it gently. "You just gave birth like 2 weeks ago," he mumbled.

"My hands work," she teased, "Let me take care of you… you're totally wired right now," she chuckled.

"I can't shut my brain off," he admitted with a frown.

"Just relax okay?" He nodded and rolled on his back, stretching his arms above himself as she worked him to release in embarrassingly fast time.

She couldn't help but laugh softly, grabbing a baby wipe to clean them up and smiling with him at the domesticity of the situation.

"I feel like such a dad right now," he whispered against her lips once he'd caught his breath.

"I feel like a mom," she jabbed.

"Is this was growing up is? Quick handys while we wait for our babies to wake up?"

"If it is, I don't mind it," she chuckled, kissing him again. "Will you heat up two bottles for me?" she asked with a cute pout.

"Course babe," he said, taking the wipes and tossing them out before cleaning himself up and changing.

He put on just his boxer briefs and Sam cleared her throat. "Emma is here," she reminded him.

Waving her off, he chuckled lightly. "She's out cold."

"Uh uh uh. I made Noah put on a pair of your sweats that reach his chin. That's your one insane dad rule so you can't break it."

He turned and laughed softly. "My dad rule?"

"Yes. You're a lunatic about it. I told him to sleep in his boxers and he was like 'Emma is coming back and Eli will yell at me.'"

"I don't yell," he laughed softly and incredulously.

"You scold," came Noah's voice as he shuffled in, half asleep wearing the sweats that were way too big for him.

Eli laugh a little harder and grabbed the pair he'd brought for him.

"Trade ya."

Sam watched them and covered her mouth to control her laughter. "This what it's like to have boys?"

"Yes." They said together, and she smiled watching Eli ruffle Noah's hair.

"Can I sleep in here?" Noah asked hopefully.

At almost 11, he was still a little pipsqueak, just reaching his brother's waist.

Not only that, but they were best friends and Eli not being home or around since the twins came was killing him just a little.

Eli pulled him in for a hug and nodded. "Course bud," he said, padding out to the kitchen to heat up the twins bottles.

When he returned, Noah was asleep again on the edge and Sam was cradling the babies.

He traded a bottled for Joey and they relaxed back together, feeding their hungry newborns.

Sam rested her head on his shoulder and smiled to herself when he started talking quietly about the evening's events.

"And so we just ended it on like.. listen if you wanna get help-- that and time is what it's gonna take to allow you home. But as for now, I don't want you to know my family. And Dickie agreed regarding his."

Looking up to him, she smiled sweetly to him when he made eye contact.

"What?" He whispered.

"Your family?"

"You and the kids… you're my family. Whether you let me make you a Stabler or not," he winked and she breathed out a chuckle, kissing his shoulder.

"Well… I'm glad you stood up for us and led that with your siblings. I'm proud of you, E."

"Thanks babe," he nodded.

"Will you make me pancakes tomorrow?" She asked.

"Anything," he said with a smile.

Back at the Stabler's, everyone was sufficiently drunk and had retired to a bedroom, with Liz crashing on the couch, including Elliot and Olivia.

She was on her side, and he curled up behind her, kissing her cheek and growling into her ear.

"If our four adult children and their spouses weren't in our house I would be fucking you until you screamed."

She breathed out a soft moan and nuzzled back into him. "We can be quiet."

"Drunk Olivia can never, ever be quiet."

Giggling softly she nodded. "Truth."

Liv picked up her phone that buzzed with a photo of Noah snuggled into Eli's side with Joey on his chest.

"I wanna call them," she whined softly, hitting FaceTime on Eli's message thread.

He answered with a smile and whisper. "Hi guys… feeling okay?"

"Your mom and I are drunk," Elliot whispered back, lifting his head to snuggle the side of Liv's.

"I can see that," he chuckled, and they both gasped when Sam leaned into the camera a little more.

Her head was rested on his shoulder and they were clearly snuggled up together.

"Hi baby," grinned, waving at Sam.

"Hi mama," she chuckled softly.

"Where's Three," El asked with a pout.

"He's in his bassinet. Joey was needing some daddy time," Eli answered.

"I love watching you be a dad," Liv said, sniffling.

"Why you crying?" El said, kissing her cheek.

"I just am so emotional tonight," she whispered as Eli laughed softly.

"Mama get some sleep okay?"

"Okay," she said, wiping her eyes. "I'm so proud of you," she said, completely in her feels. "Both of you."

El's hand was tracing soft patterns on her side and she nuzzled back further into him.

"Well we love you, mama, don't forget that okay?"

She nodded. "See you guys in the morning," she sniffled, hanging up.

Elliot was already down under the covered by the time she set her phone down and rolled to her back.

"You have to be quiet," he reminded her and she nodded obedienty, her breath quickening as he pulled her pajama shorts down and pressed soft kissed to her inner thigh.

She let out an immediate and accidental moan, and Elliot popped up from the covers, resting his chin on her belly.

"You're not gonna be quiet," he taunted and she pouted.

"Can't you just cover my mouth," she begged softly and he giggled, a hilarious and calming reprieve from the heaviness of the day.

"You'll still be loud," he said, kissing her slowly but reaching into his pants anyways.

"You could fuck me from behind, daddy," she whispered, trying to ooze sex but ending up in a fit of laughter again.

"Oh mama," he moaned softly, collapsing on her and laughing harder as he rolled to his back, taking her with.

"Can we at least sleep naked?" She whispered and he nodded quickly, kicking his shorts down and continuing to laugh as she struggled with her shirt.

They were cackling now, having completely forgotten the adult kids in the house, with tears running down their faces as they settled in together, eventually drifting off.

In the sibling group chat, a very drunk Dickie texted.

D: Never heard Kathy and dad laugh like that

M: Nope

L: Never

K: I love them.

E: We're lucky to have her as our mom

M: We are. I love you guys. You doing ok, Eli?

He replied with a picture of Joey on his chest and Sam curled up asleep beside him.

E: Perfect. Love you guys.

K: Love you

L: Love you!!!

D: I love you guys so much and I'm so glad you're my siblings

E: Hahah. Night Dickie.

Eli set his phone down and Sam sat up slowly, gently taking Joey from him. "You're being loud," she whispered, laying down the pink sleep-sacked bundle.

"Hm," he whispered, laying flat on his side beside her and kissing her nose.

She cuddled into his chest and he wrapped an arm around her snuggly.

They lay quietly for a few minutes, Sam forcing herself to stay awake until he spoke again.

"Do I make you laugh?" He whispered.

"More than anyone," she said, kissing his chest.

"Night Samaroo," he whispered, drifting off.

"Ohhhhh my god Elliot," Liv groaned in a low, husky voice, coming to from her deep sleep as her husbands tongue swirled her clit and his fingers entered her already dripping heat.

She sat up suddenly, realizing how loud she'd just been, forcing his fingers deeper inside of her and holding herself up on her arms.

A thin sheen of sweet covered her body and her puckered nipples and full breasts framed the stupid smirk that was just visible over the trimmed curls.

"Everyone left an hour ago…" he mumbled between sucking kissing to her swollen bundle. "Said they'll call ya and they love ya," he said, burying her face back in her swollen lips.

Letting out a sigh of relief, she fell back and stretched her arms above her head. "I love them," she muttered.

"Mhm and I love your pussy and how loud you get when we're home alone," he growled, increasing the speed of his fingers while applying more pressure to her clit.

"Oh fuck Elliot," she gasped, hands flying back down to his head to hold it in place when he tried to pull back.

In no state to fight, he buried his face further, rocking his head back and forth several times and letting his fresh stubble scratch across her most sensitive area.

"I fucking… I Elliot fuck I," she cried out, rolling her hips upwards, rhythmically, as her the coil in her stomach wound tighter and tighter.

"Fuck Elliot I'm gonna cum I'm gonna… fuck don't stop please don't stop Elliot please oh fuck!!! Fuck Elliot!" She screamed, her back arching up as his large forearm fell across her hips and firmly held them down.

"That's it babe," he moaned, the sight of her thrusting downwards, desperate for any friction on his cock.

The sounds she was making went right to his cock, and he groaned, prolonging her orgasm while precum dropped from his head.

"B-baby too I," she whined, finally pushing his head away.

Kneeling up with heavy eyes, he gripped his cock in one hand and folded her legs backwards.

Her eyes found his and he smirked when they rolled back as he pushed into her in one slick movement.

"Big," she whined and he chuckled softly, dragging himself out and snapping back into her.

"Fuck El!"

"This is your cock baby," he grunted. "Always has been."

"F-faster Elliot fuck me faster!!!"

He obliged her and moaned, breathing heavily.

"My fucking pussy Olivia," he said, panting quickly. "My fucking wife. You. S'always been you."

"Elliot!!!" She screamed, clenching down around him. "I love you!!!!!"

"I love you baby… I love you, I love you."

His thrusting was getting faster as the erotic sounds of their moans and heavy breathing filled the room.

"M-mouth?" He asked frantically as her body convulsed and an orgasm ripped through her.

"Uh huh!" She cried, releasing him and collapsing back in a breathless heap. Her mouth was open and her eyes still rolled back and closed as he straddled her chest, filling her mouth and splattering her face in a few more pumps.

"Olivia… fuck, Olivia," he moaned, falling beside her and rolling his head, watching in awe as she licked her lips clean and moaned in pleasure.

"Gonna be the death of me woman," he said breathlessly as used her finger to scoop up some remnants of his seed that her tongue couldn't reach, and dipped it into her mouth, sucking with a soft moan.

"Time do we have to get the kids?" She asked, eyes dark again.

He watched her move to straddle his hips, smothering his still pulsing cock with her wet and twitching pussy.

"T-t-twelve the twins have their t-two weeks," he groaned and she started to rock her hips, bring him back to life.

"Let's make this kid free hour worth it," she winked.

"Are you and Eli gonna date," Emma asked softly as she lay on Sam's bed while she changed Joey.

EJ was out "having boy time" with his daddy and uncles while the girls basically played dress up with the little princess.

"Not right now… maybe one day."

"You guys are an old married couple," Emma teased and Sam blushed.

"Complicated."

"What's complicated about love huh?"

Sam laughed. "Speaking of… how's Jake?"

She sighed happily and rolled on her back. "So good. It's been busy so I haven't seen him much. But I updated him about yesterday and he's been worried."

"He's a good one."

"So is my big brother," Emma sang.

"Your big brother is the best ever. But I…"

"You're not Kathy in this, Sam," she said softly, standing when she heard her dad's loud knock. "You're Olivia and always will be," she winked, skipping out to greet them.