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Venice walked into her mother's house to find Ricky sitting at the counter eating. "Hey, where's Mom?"

"She and Dad are upstairs fighting over who is going to clean the attic. Dad doesn't want Mom up there cause she can get hurt. And, Mom, well, you know Mom." Ricky explained. "What did you need her for?"

"I just wanted to know where she was. Do you remember Mom and Dad when they were married?" Venice asked dropping her forearms to the counter.

Ricky nodded his head. "Yeah, they were mushy and gross and then they started having problems and Mom kicked him out to make him think about what was important."

"Okay, I have a plan, but I'm not sure how you are going to take it." Venice said nervously. Her brother raised an eyebrow at her. "I want to get them back together."

Ricky's eyes widened. "What? They don't get along. Mom always makes fun of Dad and Dad marries a new blonde chick younger than the one before. What makes you think they'd get back together?"

Venice rolled her eyes. "Like you said, they were all mushy and gross. They've never been that way with anyone else and they have had plenty of chances. C'mon, don't you want Mom and Dad back together?"

"Well, yeah, but I also want them to survive without being murdered by each other." Ricky scoffed before rinsing out his bowl in the sink and grabbing his back pack. "I have to go to school. I'll think about it and text you. We could go to that pizza place or something, give Mom a night to herself."

"Isn't Dad moving in because his wife kicked him out?" Venice asked furrowing her eyebrows.

Ricky grinned. "Well, if you want them back together, we gotta start with something." He closed the door behind him and walked towards the bus stop. Venice smiled and squealed with delight before her parents walked in. Her father had on sweats and a t-shirt while her mother had on jeans and a t-shirt. They didn't look happy with each other. "Good morning?"

"No, your father won't let me go into my own attic." Olivia grumbled before grabbing the orange juice out of the fridge.

"I just don't want you getting hurt. I'll clean it. You said you wanted to go grocery shopping anyway. I don't have work today and I can't go to the house." Elliot whined before sitting down on one of the bar stools. "Those are my things too."

Olivia paused and thought about it. "Fine! But, if you get handsy with anything, I will know!" She grabbed her purse and kissed her daughter's cheek. "Keep an eye on your father while you're here."

Elliot looked at his daughter a moment before smirking. "Wanna look around the attic with me?"

"Let's go!" Venice smiled before hurrying out of the room with her father.

Elliot grinned finding another photo book and dusting it off. "Your mother took a lot of pictures. No wonder she wanted a new camera every year."

"You got her one every year." Venice chuckled taking the book from him and setting it down with the others. She opened the album and grinned seeing her parents wedding photos. "Mom didn't take these."

Elliot stepped down from the ladder he was on and stepped next to his daughter, smiling seeing him and Olivia at the alter. "She certainly did not." He ran his finger along the edge of the photo taken when the priest told him he could kiss her. "I ended up carrying her all the way to the limo to take us to the reception."

Venice chuckled. "Mom isn't a huge fan of being carried."

"She didn't mind back then. She just doesn't like when I throw her over my shoulder to stop her from doing something stupid." Elliot smiled before flipping through the pages, seeing all the happy faces on their family members as he and Olivia enjoyed their first few hours of marriage. He put a few photo books into a small box. "What else is up here?"

"Baby clothes, toys, some of the things that you bought that Mom didn't want around the house." Venice giggled holding up a frog statue wearing a tux.

Elliot frowned taking it. "Why wouldn't she want this? This thing is awesome! It used to sing, but the speaker busted."

Venice laughed. "You are such a nerd!" She grabbed her phone when it started ringing. "Hello?" She greeted before heading towards the ladder that led downstairs. "Hey Vin!"

Elliot grinned listening to his daughter talk to her best friend as she went downstairs. He looked around the attic and sighed thinking of all the memories he and Olivia had shared when they were together. They had been together since high school. Their yearbooks were filled with memories. They never really did have much of a life without each other. He still remembered the first day they met when he was a junior and she was a freshman.

"Check out the new freshman hottie!" One of Elliot's buddies grinned pointing over to a brunette. She was turned away from them, turning the dial on her locker. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a white shirt with blue sleeves. Her hair was up in a ponytail, curled at the very ends.

"What's her name?" Elliot asked staring at the girl.

"Olivia Benson, she's apparently a really good tennis player." His buddy shrugged and nudged his shoulder. "Do you think I should put the moves on her? Freshman going out with a junior? I'll at least get pointers for that."

One of his other friends spoke up. "All you do is think of how to take girls' pants off."

Elliot ignored them as they started arguing before walking over to Olivia. He leaned against the locker next to hers just as she opened her locker. She stopped her movements and looked at him for a moment. "Can I help you?" She asked.

"Sorry, my name is Elliot Stabler." Elliot said snapping out of whatever he was doing. He held out his hand to her before she shook it.

"Olivia Benson, nice to meet you. Aren't you on the baseball team?" Olivia asked crooking an eyebrow at him in curiosity.

Elliot nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I'm pitcher. You like baseball?"

Olivia shrugged. "Only if I'm seeing it live. Watching it on TV sucks." She put her back pack in her locker before messing around with some things in her locker. "I can never get the full satisfaction of telling the other team to go suck it if they can't here me."

Elliot chuckled at her as she grabbed a few books out of her locker. "Well, if you'd like, maybe you could come watch me sometime for practice or a game and I could take you out for pizza or something afterwards?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" Olivia asked fully turning to him now, hugging her books loosely to her stomach.

"I guess I am." Elliot grinned. He saw her raise an eyebrow. "Okay, yes! I am."

Olivia smiled and paused at him. "You aren't like your friends over there that think I can't hear them, are you?"

Elliot smirked. "No, I'm not. My friend just has issues with carrying a conversation with a girl."

"Well, you better come up with conversational pieces for us." Olivia chuckled before closing her locker. "I gotta head to class, but I'll see you later." She started walking down the hallway.

Elliot's eyes widened when he forgot something. "Hey!" He called after her, still standing by her locker. She stopped and turned slightly to look over her shoulder at him. "When did you want to go out?"

"Just tell me when, cowboy. I'll let you know if I'm free or not." Olivia smirked before turning back around to head to class. Elliot grinned and leaned against the lockers.

"You were a handful back then too." Elliot smiled and shook his head before grabbing the yearbooks from the shelf. He put them in the box he put some of the photo books in.

Venice came back up and said she had to head into work to help Vin with a couple things. She mentioned taking Ricky for the night and that made him a little happier. He loved his kids and all, but spending some time alone with Olivia would help them if he wanted to work on their friendship. After a couple of hours, he saw that the attic looked pretty nice for being a storage unit. "Hello?" He heard Olivia called from downstairs.

"I'm up in the attic." Elliot called back before grabbing the box and carefully stepping down the ladder with it. He put the box down and lifted the ladder up, putting the ceiling back in its spot. He turned when he heard heels clicking on the floor. "Hey, your attic is clean."

"Great, what's in there?" Olivia asked pointing to the box he set down. She picked up one of the yearbooks and smiled. "This was from the year I first got into high school."

Elliot grinned. "I know." He picked up the box and let it rest on his hip. "I figured we could look some of this stuff tonight and just relax. Ricky is staying at Venice's tonight. She is going to bring him back around ten tomorrow morning."

Olivia nodded once. "Good, I don't have to make dinner for him. He eats like there is no tomorrow."

"Well, tonight, I'll cook. Why don't you go take a bubble bath like a I know you do because your feet are killing you and I'll make dinner?" Elliot suggested taking the yearbook from her and placing it back in the box with other ones.

"Really?" Olivia asked raising an eyebrow. "You are going to cook dinner for me and let me relax while you do it?"

Elliot paused. "I may text you if I have a question, but that's it. Then, after dinner, we can look at these and maybe watch a movie."

Olivia smiled. "Sounds good. You can sleep in Ricky's room tonight."

"Already set up shop." Elliot smirked before trotting downstairs.

Please review! You guys are awesome and I love you! Tonight was the season 16 premiere and I loved it! I really missed SVU over the summer! Now, all we need is Stabler!