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"I can't believe you guys have never played this game." Ashton chuckled as she cleared the board of everything. They were playing Tripoley. "Anyone else going to play?"
"I'll play you." A voice said from the back of the cabin. Their foot steps came closer and they stepped out into the light. "Stabler."
"Benson." Ashton smirked. "You're already wanting me to beat your butt again?"
Indianna sat down at the table and folded her hands. "Just play me." She took her sunglasses off and placed them on her head. "Unless you want to give up now and save your dignity."
"Put your money where your mouth is and I'll deal you in." Ashton smirked. The smirk went away when she saw Indianna slam down a jar of money.
Indianna smirked. "Like I said before, play me."
Ashton handed out the cards. They started the game with a crowd of girls watching them intently. The game continued on. Ashton smirked as she looked at her hand and looked up at Indianna. She was smirking as well. They were both all in on everything. One round, all or nothing.
"How about we make this more interesting?" Indianna asked smirking like nobody's business.
Asthon smiled. "What's your proposition?"
"Loser has to climb Point Cliff and jump into the watering hole below." Indianna offered.
Ashton grinned evily. "I like your style, Benson. Get ready to use your muscles. I have the jack and queen of hearts."
"Wow, that's great, Stabler. But, I still have the upper hand." Indianna smiled. Ashton's eyes widened. "I have the Ace of Clubs and Hearts and I have the eight, nine, and ten of spades. Get ready to climb." She smirked laying down the last of her cards.
Ashton let out a long breath as she looked at the rock mountain side. The girls behind her were chuckling and whistling, waiting for her to climb up. She took a deep breath and started climbing.
Indianna smirked as she saw Ashton climb high on the mountain side. Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She opened the text message and smiled. How's camp going?-Mom. She looked back up at Ashton and smiled when she jumped off the side of the cliff. It's going great! I'm having a lot of fun. Love you.-Indy.
Olivia smiled reading her daughter's text. Love you too!-Mom. She put her phone in her pocket and turned back to the TV. She was happy that Indianna was still in the same time zone as her. She got up and walked into her kitchen to grab a glass of water. "You're up pretty late." John said from behind her.
Olivia jumped and let out a breath of relief when she saw John. "How do you scare the crap out of me like that? I couldn't sleep. I miss Indy too much."
"Yeah, I miss the little squirt too." John said sitting down at the table with Olivia. "How's she doing?"
"She said she's having fun." Olivia smiled lightly. "Four more weeks. It seems like it's already been forever." She looked at John. "Did the David's call?"
"Yes, they did actually." John said. "They wanted to know if you could send the dress over by the end of the month."
Olivia heaved out a sigh and ran a hand down her face. "Yeah, I'll just have to spend a few more hours at the store for a couple of days. At least, by that time, Indy will be home."
"Well, I'm going to head to bed since I have to wake you up in the morning. That takes all of my strength right there." John smirked teasing her.
Olivia chuckled. "Shut up!" She watched as he got up. "Night John."
"Night Liv." John yawned.
Olivia shook her head smiling and walked into the living room. "Hey, what are you doing up, Daddy?" She asked.
Don turned to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders after she sat down. He kissed her head. "I'm just watching a few different movies. I don't really know what's going on in any of them."
Olivia chuckled. "You never know what's going on in these movies. You either start it in the middle or you fall asleep. You're just like...Elliot." She said. She felt the lump in her throat build just a little bit more.
"It's okay to still care about him. You guys got married and went through something no parent should have to go through." Don said. Olivia tried to get up, but he pulled her back down. "Liv, you can't run away from this every time. You guys got married for the wrong reasons, but you guys loved each other. I know that."
"Dad, stop it." Olivia whined.
"Liv, it's okay to talk about it." Don said. "You guys got married because you got pregnant. You miscarried the baby. It happens." Olivia was shaking her head and covering her ears at this point. Don tried to pry her hands away. "Olivia, listen to me...Liv?"
"I need Indy here." Olivia breathed as she got up from her father's grasp. She hurried to her room and closed the door once she was inside. Knowing her father, he was going to come after her. She locked the door and leaned against it, sliding to the floor.
The was a light knock on the door. "Liv, come on out of here. I'm sorry I brought it up." Don sighed from outside the door. "Olivia...?" He sighed and walked down the hallway away from her room.
Olivia wiped away her stray tears and went to her nightstand. She started pulling everything out and took out the false bottom. She picked up the picture of her and Elliot in the hospital the night she gave birth. "How could this be so screwed up?" She whispered to herself.
Elliot ran a hand down his face as he walked into the bar. Casey said he needed to get out of the house since he was there constantly. He sat at the bar and ordered his drink. Ten minutes later, a woman sat down beside him. She was wearing a black knee length dress. She had black hair that went down past her shoulder. "Do you always come to the bar in sweat pants?" She asked him with a playful tone.
Elliot smirked. "Eh, my friend just wanted me to get out of the house for one night."
"What? Are you some bachelor that works out of his house?" She asked.
"Sort of." Elliot chuckled. "I own a vineyard. I'm meeting with a publisist tomorrow thanks to my investor."
The woman choked on her drink. She took a deep breath. "Are you Elliot Stabler?"
"Yeah, why?" Elliot asked.
"I'm Mikka Von; you're new publisist." Mikka smiled shaking his hand. "I've never ran into my clients at the bar. This is a first."
Elliot chuckled. "Well, you always need a first for something." He took a sip of his drink. "I wanted to wait to get a publisist. My daughter is my whole world and I would've loved it if she were here for this."
"What happened to her?" Mikka asked worried.
Elliot's eyes widened. "Nothing happened to her. Don't worry. She's just a camp over in Georgia."
"Ah, thanks for scaring me." Mikka chuckled. "I'm guessing the Mrs. is losing her mind right now."
"Actually, there is no Mrs." Elliot smiled. "Her and I divorced a long time ago. I haven't seen her since. It's part of our long story and situation. We got married for the wrong reasons, but I did love her."
Mikka figured the subject was a hard topic to talk about for him. "How old is your daughter?"
"She'll be fifteen this fall." Elliot smiled. "She's growing up on me."
Mikka grinned. "I bet she's off chasing boys and everything at this point."
"Eh, not really." Elliot grinned. "She says I take up all of her time. I'm her pet project. Whatever that means." He rolled his eyes and took another sip of his drink.
"Well, I'm sure your a fun project." Mikka smirked. Elliot smirked back, maybe he did need a publisist.
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