Hello people of earth! Sorry for the long wait but I had a lot of school work that I needed to catch up on! Well it's just about done so I've decided to update! dun dun dun! lol so here is the new chapter as always read review and enjoy!
I don't own Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

It had been a week since the Homecoming dance. It was two days before Halloween. The 6 friends all seemed to change since that weekend. Alex seemed different less her self, Munch was worried about her, Casey started seeing a boy, and of course Melinda and Fin had started dancing. Plus Olivia's little crush on Elliot had grown. As they danced to The Only Exception they talked with one other getting to know more about each other. It seemed like they knew each other before or something. They had soon became friends in a way. He would always talk to her in their classes. Which pissed off both Dean and Kathy. At the moment it was Thursday afternoon and Elliot Stabler was at his home. He was in his room looking over his math book. He groaned in frustration as he closed it, he had no idea why he was taking Algebra 2 Honors. He snorted when he remembered his father wanted him too! He was never good at math and at the rate he was going was never going to be!

There was a knock on his door and a female voice called. "Can I come in?"

Elliot smiled as he said. "Sure"

In walked a small blonde blue eye girl at the tender age of 12. She was Elliot's baby sister and the baby girl of the family. Elliot had 2 more older sisters, Bethany( 20) and Grace(18), and then two older brothers, Ben(20) and Eric(21), Ben and Bethany were twins. All four of his older siblings were in college. They come on Holidays and sometimes surprising the family on weekends (usually with huge things of laundry) "What you doing Eli?"

Elliot smiled at his little sister and said. "Homework. What are you doing Madison?"

"Asking you what you are doing" she replied with a smile. She sat on his bean bag chair and said. "So daddy was called in for a case"

"I know. It seemed to quiet around here for him to be home" Elliot said.

"Elliot you know that wasn't nice. Daddy loves us" Madison said.

"I know that Maddy. He sure as hell loves to boss me around and to try and control my life!" Elliot said pushing his math book away.

"Not-"she started

But Elliot cut her off and said. "Yeah he does. Just wait until you get to high school. You would think he would go easy on you since your a girl but he did the same thing with Gracie and Beth. He pushed them into the direction that he wanted them to go to. But thankfully they got out here and found themselves. I hope you can find your self little sister"

Madison looked at him with wide blue eyes and said. "I already know what I want...no who I am going to be thank you very much"

"And what is that little sister?" he implored

"I'm going to be anthropologist big brother. Like Bones!" she answered excitedly.

He smiled at his little sister and said. "And I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you became that little sister"

She smiled at her big brother, who also happened to be her favorite, and went over to him. "Thanks for always being here to talk to me and well to tell me the truth. Mommy and daddy and everyone else acts like I'm a baby. I'm not! I'm going to be 14 in a few months! But you big brother...you tell me truth" she hugged him.

He hugged her back and said. "You should go and help mama with dinner. I think she's making pasta"

"Good idea" Madison said. She turned and walked out of his room closing the door behind her.

Elliot stared at the back of the door for almost 2 minutes. He had told his little sister the same thing Grace had told him when she was getting ready to leave the house. He had reacted in just about the same way but he said that he wanted to be a police officer. Like his father. He sighed rubbing his hand through his short dirty blonde hair wondering just how much of that little speech did he apply to his life? Did he find himself? Is his dream of being a cop really his own? Or was it is fathers? He groaned his head hitting the desk as he thought about this. His cell phone broke his concentration. He opened the phone and said. "Hello?"

"So do you want to hang out tonight? We are going to go Meyer's Place and have dinner"

"Well hello to you too Kathy" Elliot said dryly.

"Oh hey Elliot. So do you?" she asked once more.

He thought about it. He wouldn't mind getting out of the house. But he didn't want to just leave his mother and his little sister. Especially after his mother spent hours cooking dinner for them. "Naw sorry Kathy. Have things to do at home"

Kathy groaned. "Please?"

"Sorry no can do" he answered

"Fine. I'll just call Dean and see if he wants to hang out!" she huffed into the phone.

"What?" Elliot asked. He was so utterly tired of Kathy's bullshit.

Kathy was silent before she finally said. "I have things to do at home. Bye Elliot"

"Very mature Kathy" he snapped as he ended the call. He tossed his phone to his bed and rubbed his eyes. Things would be so much more simpler if he cold just let her go.

~Alex~
Alex was leaning against her bed as she looked over her Forensic Science notes. She had quiz in that class tomorrow and she needed to study for it. But it was hard for her to focus, her head and stomach was killing her. It had been for the past month now. She groaned as she scampered up and ran to the bathroom and hurled into the toilet. She was leaning against it as she tried to catch her breath. "What in the hell is wrong with me?" she whispered.

Her mother had been walking past the door and she called. "Alexandria sweetie are you okay?"

Alex cleared her throat and said. "Just fine. Think I might have eaten something funky at lunch today"

"Okay. I have some stomach meds in our bathroom if you need something" she answered as she went down the stairs.

"Okay" Alex called as she stood up on her wobbly feet. She went over and looked at her self in the mirror. She took off her cat eyed glasses and splashed cool water on her face. She then looked back at her reflection and just stared at herself. Her eyes got wide as she thought about what could be wrong. "Oh my God" she whispered. She rushed back to her room and looked at the calendar that was next to her bed. She looked at it and went back to August. "Oh shit! Oh shit" she whispered. Whenever she started and finished her period she would mark it with a simple red dot. She looked for that little red dot for the month of September, nope, and then for October, nope. She just stared at the dotless calendar in front of her. She felt tears in her eyes as she looked at the now fuzzing calendar. She had been late for the last two months, that wasn't normal for her at all, she had been having stomach issues and she had been feeling off lately. "Oh my shit" she said her hands falling on her stomach. She took a few deep breaths and reasoned with herself. "It has only been 3 times. I couldn't" but she stopped before the lie could even come out of her mouth. Her cousin had gotten pregnant her first time. "I can't be" she whispered as she finally turned away from the calendar and slid to the ground. How was she going to tell Munch? Her parents? Everyone else in her family? "Calm down Alex. You don't even know yet! Found out for sure and then handle it! Come on Lex just calm down" she talked to herself.

The knock at her door made her jump. "Yes?" she called.

"Lex it's time for dinner" her dad said.

"Coming" she replied as she stood up. Truthfully she wasn't very hungry but she might as well try to eat something. Just in case she was...but she couldn't bring herself to say the last word. She couldn't bear to do it. She went downstairs and sat at the table with her parents. What in the hell was going to happen now?

~Huang~
"George!" his father yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

George was sitting in his room looking over his poster for his graphic design class. He rolled his eyes at the sound of his father's voice. "Yes father?" he called back.

"Come done. We are about to eat" his father called.

George sighed and stood up. He tucked his poster away in his hiding place and then went downstairs to the dinner table. He smiled at his sisters. George was the youngest and only boy in a family of 5 girls. His sisters were Anna (19), Joy (17), Hannah (14), and then the 10 year old twins Kate and Karen. His mother was putting the final dish on the table. He kissed his mother on the cheek and said. "Do you need any help mama?"

"No I'm fine. Have a seat" she said with a smile.

George nodded and took his seat. Between Joy and Hannah.

"How is everything going George?" Anna asked. She was going to college in Pennsylvania and home until Sunday.

"Fine sister. How about you?" he asked politely. He was close to all his sisters but him and Anna didn't really see eye to eye about a lot of things. He was closest to Joy.

"Well enough. I can't wait to show you around when you guys come to visit for sibling week! You guys are going to love it there! George they have this wonderful design class that"

But their father cut her off with a curt look.

She stopped talking and bowed her head. She knew her father didn't like that kind of talk at the dinner table.

"What would your brother want with a 'wonderful design class'? He isn't going to be some designer he is going to take over the business" he said.

George looked down at his chicken. The business was medium company that dealt with publishing and things of that nature. George's sisters and mother knew that he was...well different. His father most likely knew but chose to ignore it. He kept pushing George away from what he liked and tried to get his son to do more things that dealt with his company. "Father I don't want to take over the company. I don't"

But his father once again cut him off and said. "Don't want what? Hm? George we have talked about this! Your going"

But George cut him and said. "No dad I don't want that! I want to be a" but he stopped tears in his eyes. He wasn't even sure of what he wanted anymore! What did he want anyway? He knew what he didn't want. He stood up from the table and wiped his eyes saying angrily. "You never listen to me! You never take the time to actually listen to what I want!" he then ran to his room slamming the door. He slid down to the ground wrapping his arms around his knee's. That was the first time he actually stood up to his dad and it felt pretty good. He smiled despite himself and wiped his eyes, he knew by now that crying wasn't going to solve anything. The only thing that was going to him was well him.