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"Ahhhhhhh!" Casey shrieked as Indianna and Elliot got out of the car. Indianna laughed when Casey picked her up and twirled her around. "You were got way too long, Ash. Now, I know your dad is telling you that you can't go anywhere ever again. I feel the same way, but you need to get away from him once in a while. I will pay."

"Okay." Indianna chuckled.

"Okay? That's all I get?" Casey asked smiling. "You are being very quite."

"I'm just adjusting. I've spent the past six weeks spending time with people that I've never met and probably won't talk to again." Indianna said. "I'm just really happy to be home."

"Okay?" Casey said unsure. "You got a hair cut. I love it! You got a tan while you were at camp also. How much sun did you get?"

"Not a lot." Indianna shrugged. "I probably just tan easily."

"Well then, you must've changed. You've always had your dad's skin. He can never get a tan." Casey said shaking her head.

"Hey!" Elliot frowned bringing the bags over. He kissed Indianna's head. "Why don't you unpack and then we'll eat?"

"Okay Dad." Indianna smiled. She grabbed her bag and flung it over her shoulder. She moved her hair to one side of her neck.

"What the hell!?" Elliot almost yelled.

Indianna turned around frowning. "What?"

"Did you get a tattoo?" Elliot asked pointing to her neck.

"Uh, it's an air brush tattoo. It lasts for a long time." Indianna smirked. "I wouldn't get a tattoo without letting you know Dad." She turned back around chuckling. If only he knew.

Casey looked at Elliot for a minute. "Did you tell her?"

"Well, let's look at the facts. I'm alive. She's happy. I don't have any bruises. No, I didn't tell her." Elliot said thinking it was an obvious thing. "I don't know how to tell her."

"Just don't." Casey said simply. "You don't even like Mikka all that well. Only one part of her likes her and that's when she's wearing nothing. You haven't even kissed her on the lips yet."

"So?" Elliot asked following her into the house.

"Uh, you're getting married. You should at least know if she's a good kisser." Casey pointed out.

"Don't want to." Elliot smirked and walked into the kitchen. "Is dinner done?"

"Yeah, but I made Ashton's actual favorite instead of yours." Casey grinned. She snickered when Elliot stomped his foot like a little three year old.

"C'mon Casey!" Elliot whined. He stomped into the kitchen.

Later, Indianna walked into the kitchen and smiled when she saw her dad eating. She sat by him with her own plate of food. "Is that tattoo really fake?"

Indianna chuckled. "Yes Dad. It's fake."

"It looks real." Elliot said moving her hair out of the way to look at it. "I have this tattoo."

"I know." Indianna smiled lightly and took a bite of chicken. "I picked it out specifically because of that reason."

"Why would you want a tattoo that I have?" Elliot asked.

Indianna smiled. "It's a symbol of bondage to family. The colors tell your story while the swirls show the close nit family that you are."

Elliot smiled. "I like that you got it for that reason but...we're not the close nit family most people have."

Indianna looked at him and knew he was refering to her mother and Ashton. "I know. But, I have the best family I could ask for."

"I love you Ash." Elliot grinned kissing her head.

"I love you too, Dad." Indianna breathed wishing that he knew the truth. "I thought you said Casey was making your favorite?"

"Yeah, well apparently she knows what your favorite meal is so she saw right through me." Elliot huffed. "In her defense, this food is amazing." Indianna chuckled.

"Home sweet home." Olivia smiled as she and Ashton walked into the house. "We were going to put up a banner, but John couldn't handle the glitter."

Ashton chuckled. "That's okay. I'm just happy to be home finally."

"I bet." Olivia smiled. "So, what do you want to do? We could camp out and watch movies. We could go shopping. You could come see the new dress a designed while you were gone."

Ashton smiled. "Let's do that."

"Okay." Olivia chuckled. "Go unpack and we'll head down to the store."

Ashton started walking towards the hallway. Don and John poked her as she walked by. She chuckled and hurried upstairs so she could go to the store. Don looked at his daughter. "How did Indy and you get here later than us? You left like thirty minutes ahead of us."

Olivia smirked. "We went down to the bar and got some lunch."

"Taking a child to the bar for lunch. Some kids would call you the best parent in the world." John said shaking his head slightly. "Did you bring me any fries?"

Olivia smirked holding up a greasy bag. "Yes, you grease addicted weirdo. I got your fries." She tossed him the back and watched as he chowed down.

Don looked at his daughter. "Is Indy okay? She seems different."

"She's fine. If I were in a different country for six weeks and then came home to Elmo the butler and the meat addicted grandfather, I'd probably feel a little weird too." Olivia shrugged. "She's here. I'd rather not talk about your guys' favorite topic anymore."

"What? Elliot?" John asked. "Like she'd care. She'd probably think it's another client or something."

"Thanks John." Olivia said sarcastically. "But yes, we're not talking about him anymore."

"Not talking about who?" Ashton asked walking into the kitchen after changing.

"No one." Olivia said quickly, effectively cutting her father off before he said something. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah." Ashton smiled. "Let's go Momma."

Olivia smiled. "Bye guys."

"Bye Gramps! Bye Clifford!" Ashton chuckled going out to the car with her mother.

The door closed and John looked up at Don. "How did she know that you guys were calling me that?"

Don put his hands up. "Don't look at me. I barely got two words into the conversation with her. I don't know a thing."

Olivia and Ashton walked into the store later. "Okay Indy, you stay right there and I will bring it out."

"Okay." Ashton smiled and looked around as her mother went to the back. A moment later, she heard a rolling sound. Olivia came around the corner with a dark blue silk dress. It was a deep v-neck with a small strap inbetween. It was floor length and had two slits for each leg that went dangerously high. "Oh my God!"

"Is that a good oh my God or a bad oh my God?" Olivia asked wrapping her arms around her daughter's shoulders.

"Definatly a good." Ashton smiled. "That's awesome, beautiful, phenominal!"

"Really?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah," Ashton grinned. "You should wear it."

"What?!" Olivia asked stunned. "Was there something in the water over there because I think you're losing it? I can't fit into that dress."

"Yes, you can and you know it." Ashton grinned. "This would be perfect for any guy you want or any guy you can't have. Either way, you make them want you."

Olivia chuckled. "I think you ate something weird. You're talking crazy."

"No I'm not." Ashton chuckled. "You'd look awesome in this."

"No way. I'm not putting that on." Olivia chuckled. "C'mon, let's go see what Jamaal is up to."

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