Disclaimer: They definitely aren't mine, but I would really love it if maybe, just maybe Dickie played nice, and let me borrow Elliot for a while. And by a while I mean like . . . FOREVER!!!!!

A/N: Sorry about the long wait for an update, my stupid computer is acting up and it wont boot up and I am so pissed at Dell right now. But at least my college has a computer lab or seven.

Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to the one, the only, obessedwithstabler, because of her continuing nagging for drama. If this sucks, then blame her! Not me!

Looking Forward to the Night

Elliot woke up with his two favorite aromas attacking his system: Olivia distinct scent and chocolate chip pancakes. Hi eyes fluttered open and he lifted hi head just enough to see that it was 8:30. He shifted slightly and tightened his hold on Olivia. As he lay his head back on his pillow, Olivia turned in his arms and smiled as her half closed eyes caught his.

"Morning handsome," she greeted.

"Morning beautiful," he leaned in and gave her a quick kiss.

She returned the kiss, "What is that delicious smell?"

"You mean other than the wonderful scent of your lovely boyfriend?" he teased. Olivia rolled her eyes and Elliot continued, "It smells like chocolate chip pancakes. Are you ready to get up and eat or do you want me to go downstairs and bring some up to you?"

"Ummm…as wonderful as not getting up sounds, I think we should go down togerher and eat with you loving family."

Elliot snorted, but abruptly stopped when he saw the glare Olivia shot him, "Okay, okay. We'll go eat with the family."

The two slowly got out of bed and went downstairs to eat. Elliot was hoping that at least a couple of his siblings would still be sleeping since it was just before 9 on a Saturday, but when they walked into the kitchen, everyone was sitting around talking and eating. Once they were noticed, the entire hoard got quiet. Olivia looked around nervously and stepped a little behind Elliot.

Elliot looked at his family and rolled his eyes, "Morning everyone. Glad to see everyone got an early start this morning," he then glanced at his mother, "Is there any breakfast left for us?"

Linda, Elliot's mother, smiled and nodded, "Yes son, there is. And good morning to you too. Good morning Olivia."

"Good morning Mrs. Stabler," Olivia smiled and nodded to the rest of the family.

"Olivia, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Linda? I mean it has been a year and a half, so I think we are on a first name basis now."

Olivia blushed, "Sorry."

Elliot led Olivia toward the food on the counter. They filled their plates and sat down to eat. They spent the rest of the morning sitting around talking and interacting with Elliot's family.

4:00 That Afternoon

"Olivia, c'mon, we have to start getting ready. Our reservations are in an hour and a half in Manhattan. We need to leave in like 45 minutes."

"Okay," she got up from her seat on the couch and followed him upstairs. "You never did tell me where we were going tonight. I am in the dark, and you know that I don't like not knowing."

Elliot smirked and wrapped his arms around her waist, he gave her a peck on the lips, "I know, but I want it to be a surprise, so you are not going to know where we are going until we get there. So ha!"

She rolled her eyes at him, "You keep up that attitude and we may not be together long enough to have a first time. You need to watch your mouth mister. I can cut you off form so many things and keep so many things from you, that you will be miserable and horny for the rest of your life," with that she glared at him and tried not to start laughing.

Elliot's mouth was agape and he couldn't move, "Well, I guess that I need to be nice to your then, huh? But, I am still not telling you were we are going, I want tonight to be a surprise and to be perfect."

"It will be perfect. You will be there and I will be there, I don't care if we were going to McDonald's and then coming back here to baby-sit Julia. It would be perfect."

Elliot smiled, "Well, I will keep that in mind for next time, but this time, I have something better planned. So get dressed." He gave her one last kiss and relinquished his hold on her.

Olivia started to laugh and walked to her bag. She pulled out the clothes she brought to wear 'out on the town' as Elliot had put it to her. She slipped into the bathroom and showered, changed and got completely ready.

Meanwhile, Elliot took his clothes and went to the guest shower. He showered, dressed and went back to his room to make sure he had the ring, the tickets and his wallet with him. When he was ready he went downstairs to get a drink and to make sure that his car was not blocked in the driveway.

When Olivia emerged from the bathroom she heard Elliot coming up the stairs. When he entered the room, his heart skipped a beat. His breath hitched, "You look absolutely amazing, Liv."

"Thanks. You don't look half bad yourself. Are we ready to go?"

"Yes we are, but first," he came up to her and put his arms around his waist. He gave her a passionate kiss and held her tightly to her body.

Olivia smiled and looked at him, "What was that for? Not that I am complaining or anything."

"I just wanted you to know that I love you and that I think that I am the luckiest guy in the state of New York tonight. Every guy we see on the street is going to be jealous of me and I just wanted to thank you for giving me that honor."

"Wow, that was sweet. I love you too and I think that I am pretty lucky too. You should see some of the looks you get. You turn heads, baby." She leaned in and returned his earlier kiss. "Now let's go, I am hungry."

Elliot chuckled, "I am too. Let's get out of here." They walked downstairs, out the front door and to Elliot's car. They got in and made their way to Manhattan, both thinking about what a wonderful night they had in store.

Elliot and Olivia were so engrossed with each other and the night ahead, neither noticed the car that had been following them since a few blocks from Elliot's house.

I can't believe that she is still with that jerk. She belongs with me. Just because she went to college upstate doesn't mean she is any better than me. Elliot Stabler is not who she belongs with. She should be with me. I love her and she loves that idiot Stabler. Well, I'll show them.