A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you so much to those of you who reviewed the last two chapters, they mean a lot! Without further ado... here is chapter 3!!
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Disclaimer: Elliot and Olivia are the property of Dick Wolf
"Liv, they'll warm up to you." he said as he placed their bags on the lower bunk and pulled her towards him. She buried her head into his chest and took a deep breath.
"I don't like your sister." she mumbled into his shirt.
"Lisa's just a little high strung, she'll come around." she didn't say anything. "Come on Liv , don't let them bother you. They're just protective is all, once they see how happy you make me they'll realize they can't help but love you. Come on, cheer up." she still didn't respond so he briefly tickled her sides.
"Elliot…" she whined, and he continued to tickle her. She was laughing heartily now, and he couldn't help but join her.
"Elliot, lunch is ready!" he heard his mother yell.
"Come on, let's go eat. That turkey smells incredible." he grabbed her by the hand and led her down the stairs to where everyone was seated and waiting for them. When they reached the table he kissed her on the temple then sat down in his seat, she smiled warmly at him and then did the same.
"Aww, you guys are cute." Elliot's sister Amy admired. "How long have you two been dating?" she directed the question towards Olivia.
"Oh, almost two months now." she gave a proud smile that Amy returned. I guess they all don't hate me, she thought.
"Wow, not even two months? Things are certainly moving along quickly Lisa chimed in.
"Lis, it's not like we met two months ago, we've been best friends for ten years." Elliot retorted.
Before Lisa could respond Bernie entered the room carrying plates. She made a few trips so she could carry them all, but one by one each person had a full plate of food set in front of them. When she set a plate in front of Olivia, Olivia's eyes widened in shock. It was stacked with heaps of food that were much larger than anyone else's helpings.
"Wow, that's a lot of food." she laughed nervously.
"Well honey, I think you could use a hot meal. You'd look just sickly if you missed one more." she said sweetly.
"Mom!" Elliot interjected, but Bernie ignored him as she sat down and began to speak.
"Okay, time for thanks!" she smiled excitedly. "I'm thankful for my family, and all of this wonderful food; your turn Mark." each person said their thanks and it finally came time for Elliot's turn.
"Okay, umm…" he began, "I'm thankful for my children, my parents and siblings, and this year most of all I'm thankful for Liv." he said as he grabbed her hand that was resting on the table and squeezed it gently, and Olivia beamed. Everyone smiled sweetly with the exception of Lisa and Bernie who simultaneously rolled their eyes.
It was now Olivia's turn. "I'm thankful for Elliot." she said simply and squeezed his hand as he did hers.
"That's it?" Lisa questioned mockingly. "What about your family?"
"Oh… I uh… I don't have any family." she said nervously.
"Oh come on, everyone has family." Lisa was sharpening her claws, and getting ready to devour Olivia as her prey. "What about your parents?"
"My mother died a few years back, we didn't really get along." her voice was shaken with nerves.
"Well what about your father? You seem like you'd be a Daddy's girl. The type that does everything for Daddy, and tries to do anything to make Daddy proud. Did you Olivia? Did you make Daddy proud?" she mocked.
"Lisa drop it." Elliot growled lowly. He'd never seen Olivia look so defeated before. She was always so strong and confident, but here she was with her head down staring at her plate, and counting the lumps in her mashed potatoes.
"Ohh, sensitive subject? I'm sorry Olivia, I didn't realize you were on bad terms with your father. What happened, did you not live up to his expectations?"
"Lisa!" Elliot yelled harshly.
"Oh kids, settle down now." Bernie interjected.
Elliot leaned into Olivia and whispered into her ear. "Are you okay?" she turned to him and gave a less than convincing smile that he saw straight through, she was upset and he felt responsible. "We can leave if you want to." he offered.
She shook her head and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before returning her attention to her gallons of food and began eating.
"So," Mark's wife Kate began in attempts of relieving some of the tension in the dining room. "Olivia, you're in the Special Victims Unit as well?"
"Yeah," she would have to remind herself to thank Kate for the opportunity of small talk later. "Elliot and I have been partners for ten years now." she smiled.
"Wow, impressive." she nodded, then noticed Olivia's empty wine glass. "Oh God, Olivia no one offered you a drink, I'm sorry. Did you want some wine?" she asked genuinely as she held up the bottle of red merlot.
"Oh please." Kate passed the bottle to Elliot and he filled her glass, God how she needed a drink. "Thank you."
The meal went on uneventfully, and everyone with the exception of Olivia's plate was emptied.
"Olivia, you didn't eat very much. Is there something wrong with my mother's cooking?" Lisa stabbed.
"Oh no, not at all, it was delicious. There was just so much food that I couldn't finish it all."
"I see… well, if you're not going to eat our food at least have some more wine." Olivia shook her head no, but Lisa just glared at her and filled her glass. She had just finished her third glass, and was beginning to feel the alcohol, but when Lisa glared at her she couldn't help but to fall victim to her intimidation and drink. As soon as she had finished that glass Lisa filled it again, and once again the woman who was intimidated by nothing, was pressured into drinking it. And this continued…
Elliot noticed that Olivia was on her sixth glass of wine, and she was definitely feeling it. Lunch had long since passed and they were all at the dining room table catching up. Olivia was leaning most of her wait on Elliot and laughing at virtually every word that he uttered. Because of her mother she wasn't a big drinker and Elliot new this, but for some reason that was unknown to him she had been drowning herself in merlot. She brought the glass to her lips once again and Elliot grabbed her wrist to stop her.
"Liv, are you sure you want more?" he questioned suggestively.
"Yeah," she hiccupped then laughed, "why not?"
"Well dear, you've had quite a bit to drink." Bernie piped in.
"That's cause Lisa told me to!" she laughed, and Lisa just smirked.
"Honey, what are you talking about? I asked you if you wanted another glass ages ago, you're the one who keeps begging for more." she feigned innocence. Olivia stood up and stumbled. Elliot jumped up to help her and grabbed her arm to steady her.
"Liv, why don't you come upstairs and lay down for a little while?" he offered.
"No! I want to stay here with you." she kissed him then trailed kisses down his jaw and neck.
"Liv-" he began but she cut him off.
"I love you Elliot!" she rested her clouded head on his shoulder. "You know that right? Even if your family does hate me…" she either hadn't noticed or hadn't cared that all of his family was still acting as an active audience to them.
Elliot sighed, "I know baby, I love you too, come on lets get you upstairs, you've had too much to drink."
"Oh of course I have!" she huffed dramatically "I'm just not good enough for you Stablers! I bet Kathy wouldn't have had to much to drink, Kathy was just perfect!"
"Olivia…" he warned.
"Why did you even leave Kathy Elliot? After all she was just the perfect-"
"Olivia! Stop it!" he yelled and she suddenly look as if he struck her. "Liv, stop comparing yourself to Kathy. I'm not with Kathy because I don't love her, I love you!" the room was silent at his outburst. She leaned against him, and he could tell it was becoming difficult to stand. He looked down at her and saw her eyelids begin to grow heavy.
"Mmm… Elliot." she mumbled into his neck, and with that she passed out.
He caught her and sighed, "Oh Liv…" he picked her up and carried her to their bedroom. He laid her gently down on the bed and she stirred slightly.
"I'm sorry-" she whispered hazily before going to sleep again.
"Me too Livvie, me too." he kissed her forehead then went downstairs to face his family once again.
A/N: Hey I hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks so much for reading. Don't forget to let me know if you have any suggestions! Oh and also don't forget to review!! xox Sam