A/N: So, I guess I lied. But a GOOD kind of lie (I hope). You get two chapters today, two tomorrow, and the last one on Wednesday! I finished it all today. I have to say it was incredibly bittersweet, but I was determined to get this done before Calvin is back Wednesday so this story doesn't copy anything that actually happens. To my loyal anonymous reviewer's: liviscool and Sam, I really appreciate your consistent reviews, they really mean a lot. Thank you! And of course all of you people with accounts, but I already thanked you ;-P Enjoy, everything goes to its rightful owners!

The next morning, the detective rolled over and blindly turned off her alarm as it was screeching at her. She sighed and sat up lazily for a moment before going into the bathroom for her morning routine. Thirty minutes later, she came out and walking into the living room to wake Calvin up. Surprised, she found him already up and dressed, sitting at the table with a bowl of cereal, his hair damp from a shower. "When did you get up?"

"Around six," He told her. "I came to see if you were up yet but you were out cold."

"You could've woke me up, you know," She told him as she got the orange juice out.

He shrugged. "I didn't need you, I was just checking if you were up or not. Guess I'm just used to Elliot being up at six."

"Did you sleep alright?"

"Yeah, a lot better than I did at the Stabler's. It feels nice to be back."

"It sure does." A thought occurred to her, "Hey, what are we doing for your birthday?"

"I dunno."

"Well what do you want to do?"

"I haven't really thought about it. What can we do?"

"Dinner and presents here?" Olivia suggested. "You can invite some friends, and the Stabler's can come…"

"And Marcus?" Calvin questioned.

Olivia smiled slightly, "Yes, we can invite Marcus."

"And Michael," Calvin added.

"Marcus' nephew?"

"Uh-huh…oh! Mom, Michael wants me to be on his baseball team next year," Calvin told her excitedly. "And Marcus might coach it! Do you think I could join?"

"I don't see why not…I'll look into it, alright? Now what about Marcus' nieces? Are you going to invite them?"

Calvin wrinkled his nose. "Maria can come. And I guess Grace and Georgia can come… I don't really like them, but I'm going to have to get used to them once…" He trailed off.

"Once what?" Olivia asked, taking a drink of the orange juice.

"You and Marcus get married," Calvin said casually.

Olivia choked, glaring at Calvin through her coughing fit. He stared at her with a sheepish grin.

"Calvin," Olivia practically growled.

"Yes?" The grin was still on his face.

"No one has said anything about marriage. How do you even know I want to get married?"

"It's pretty obvious."

"How so?" She dared.

"It just is," He insisted.

"Whatever, Cal."

"Just you wait."

"Just get ready to go," She told him, shoving his shoulder lightly.

"Yes, Miss soon-to-be-Misses-Marcus-Benson." Calvin ran to grab his backpack before Olivia could smack his head.

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Luckily for Olivia, Calvin had dropped the Marcus subject on the way to school. He looked over at her as they pulled up to the school. "You forgot your gun and badge!"

"I'm not going into work today or tomorrow," She explained.

"What are you going to be doing all day then?"

"Grocery shopping…maybe birthday shopping…" She shrugged, "Who knows."

"Not fair," He pouted.

"Get out of my car," She demanded playfully.

Calvin looked past her, out through her window and grinned at her. "Told you so," He said triumphantly before quickly getting out of the car and walking towards school.

Confused, Olivia turned to her window, and nearly had a heart attack. She opened her door and got out of her car.

"Sorry," Marcus told her with a grin. "I seem to have a bad habit of scaring you."

"Yes, you do," She chided, lightly smacking his arm. "Don't you know not to sneak up on a cop?"

His grin grew, "I made sure you didn't have your gun first."

She rolled her eyes and laughed, "Lucky you."

"When did you get back?"

"Yesterday afternoon," She responded. "I would have called you, but Calvin and I sort of came home, ate, and crashed."

He waved it off, "I wouldn't have expected a call right after you came home, Olivia."

She nodded and cocked her head slightly. "What's your schedule like this week?"

"Full of meetings," He answered, his voice sounding displeased. "Why?" He asked, his eyes sparkling as he leaned next to her against her car. "Were you going to ask me on a date?"

Olivia laughed, "More like reschedule the ones I had to cancel."

"Well in that case, I can do Thursday lunch."

"Okay. How about coming to Calvin's birthday party Friday?"

"What?"

"Calvin wanted you to come to his birthday party, with your nephew. He's expecting a party Saturday night, but to surprise him it's really on Friday," Olivia explained.

"Ah, that sounds great. You can count on Michael and I being there."

"Great," Olivia said smiling. The school bell rang.

Marcus sighed, "Guess I should be going now."

"See you Thursday," Olivia smiled softly.

Marcus took a step away from her, hesitated, and then turned back towards her. Olivia gave him a questioning glance. He leaned his head towards hers and brushed his lips against hers for a fraction of a second. "I'm glad you are safe," He whispered softly, "Until Thursday." He walked towards school without a backwards glance.

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Olivia walked around the grocery store, letting her mind wander. Suddenly Calvin's ideas about marriage didn't seem so crazy. Maybe she did want to get married. But was Marcus really that guy? She made a mental list. Calvin liked Marcus, Marcus liked Calvin. Marcus had a dog, Calvin liked dogs. Marcus liked kids, Olivia liked kids. Marcus had a clean rap sheet, which was always a plus. Olivia could literally go on for much longer thinking of things of how Marcus could be that guy, yet she couldn't think of one valid reason of why he couldn't be that guy.

She shook her head, clearing it of those thoughts as she retrieved the last of her groceries before walking over to the sports section. She pulled aside a worker and asked suggestions about what baseball equipment a soon to be twelve year old might need and what the best was.

The worker pointed her to a specific brand, and said she would be good to go with anything from that brand. Olivia grabbed a six pack of baseball balls, a tan catching glove, and a red bat and batting hat. Nodding, she was satisfied that this was all he would need to make sure he really wanted to play on the baseball team.

She then went over to the electronics department, grabbing the video game he had mentioned wanting for his PSP that he brought over from Vivian's. Finally, Olivia went to check out before heading back to the apartment for the afternoon.

Unless you've carried a whole week's worth of groceries up three flights of stairs at once, you know it's not easy, Olivia thought to herself. She sighed with relief as she finally managed to unlock the door of the apartment. She set the bags down by the door before locking it and then taking the bags into the kitchen. After putting them in their rightful places, she went to sit on the couch, flipping on the TV. Stopping on a show called NCIS, Olivia shut her eyes and attempted to nap to the sound of other people trying to solve a crime.

Olivia woke up a few hours later and glanced at her phone. 3:20. She jumped off the couch and hurried out the door, almost forgetting to lock it in the process. Calvin got out of school in ten minutes and she was going to be very late if she didn't hurry.

Luckily for her, she didn't run into any patrol cars, because she was certainly pushing the speed limit a time or two on her way to the school. As soon as she pulled up, she spotted Calvin sitting on a bench outside. He got up and walked over as she pulled up. "Sleep too long?" He teased as he shut his door.

"I'm so sorry," She apologized, driving back home.

"You weren't even that late!"

"Thank goodness."

"So?" Calvin asked after a moment of silence.

"So what?"

"What did Mr. Wright want?"

Olivia blushed slightly and avoided the question. "I got ice cream at the store."

"What did he want?" Calvin repeated.

Olivia said nothing.

"I can ask him tomorrow if you won't tell me."

Olivia glanced over at him. "You wouldn't…"

Calvin stared at her.

"I'm going to lunch with him on Thursday."

"Does he have a ring yet?"

"Calvin."

"Just asking," He told her, snickering.