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Olivia smiled as she watched her daughters swim in the pool and hit the beach ball around. She was leaning back in a beach lounge chair in her bathing suit. She took off her sunglasses when she saw John walking over. "Hey, what's up?"

John sighed and plopped down beside her in the lounge chair. "I miss the sound of the ocean. The nearest beach is thirty minutes away." He ran a hand down his face as Olivia put her sunglasses back on. "Ash said that you ran into Elliot."

"Yeah, surprise, surprise, surprise." Olivia smiled sadly. "I got tricked by my twin daughters. They want me to get together with their father. Elliot is getting married to a woman who is ten years younger than me. I have to be here for the next week. This day just keeps getting better and better."

"It'll get better with time. It doesn't help that you haven't seen him for the past fourteen years." John pointed out. He patted her arm. "I'm going to play volleyball with the girls. Will you watch my sunglasses?"

"Of course." Olivia smiled lightly. She burst out laughing when he took his sunglasses off. "Look at the tan lines on your face!" John rolled his eyes and hit Olivia lightly with her bag. "Not nice!" She chuckled.

"You shouldn't be making fun of me." John said before hopping into the pool. Olivia set John's glasses on her back and closed her eyes leaning back in the chair again. How she was going to handle this week...she didn't know. Dealing with her ex-husband, his fiance, and her two daughters trying to get them together was going to hectic and overwhelming.

Olivia huffed out a breath. "Shit!"

"Still potty mouth Benson, are we?" Elliot asked grinning down at Olivia. She was in a strapless brown bikini. Gold chains attached different pieces of material and made his mind go straight to the gutter. "Is anyone sitting here?"

Olivia looked at the vacant spot next to her. Damn these wide chairs! "Uh, no. Go ahead." She slid over a little bit to give Elliot some room. He was only wearing his swim trunks. His chest was playing things in her mind that made her knees go week. "How's your fiance handling everything?"

"The way any woman would handle it. She's stuffing her face with something that's sweet and takes the edge off." Elliot grunted situating in the chair.

"She's either drinking something or eating chocolate." Olivia concluded nodding. She ran a hand through her hair. "So...what are we going to do? We can't keep the girls apart. We came up with this for a reason."

"Yeah, that reason seems pretty stupid now." Elliot chuckled sadly. "Running away from each other, it wasn't the answer." He turned his head to look at her. "We lived in seperate countries for our careers, but...we didn't put our family first."

Olivia turned her head to look at him. "We always said we were going to put our family first." She sighed. "I know it's probably not something you want to hear, but I did miss you."

"Why wouldn't I want to hear that?" Elliot asked confused.

"You're getting married!" Olivia pointed out the obvious. "I'm your ex-wife. The mother of your children that we split up when they were infants, I am someone that you should hate."

"I could never hate you. I missed you too. Let me ask you something." Elliot said. "Do you hate me?" Olivia shook her head slowly. "See, now if anyone was to hate the other in this relationship, it'd be you."

"How? I'm the one that asked for the divorce." Olivia pointed out

Elliot ran a hand down his face. "Yeah, but...I only left to make you happy. I could never hate you. Not then, not now."

Olivia's eyes widened. "To make me happy? The moment you left, I realized that I didn't want it. I wanted to call you and tell you I was sorry, but I thought you needed your space."

"Wow!" Elliot chuckled. They both leaned back on the lounge chair. "Two crazy kids that fell in love and got married for the wrong reasons. We were the classics."

Olivia laughed. "You sound just like Dad."

Elliot smirked. "How is the old geezer doing?

Olivia chuckled and smacked his chest. "He's doing alright. He is enjoying the Caribbean. Right now, he is probably storing my house with junk food." She paused. "He misses you. For some reason, you were always his favorite boyfriend that I had."

"Aren't I lucky?" Elliot asked grinning from ear to ear. He looked over at Olivia and wondered about what she said. If she had called him that day, there was more than just a good chance that they'd still be together. "You've sure made yourself known. I know people that have called you to design their wedding dresses. Sometimes, it's dresses in general."

Olivia smirked. "Yeah, it's really taken off. Look at you, you were on TV. Mr. I own every bottle ever made."

Elliot chuckled. "I am just that good."

"You are still cocky." Olivia grinned looking over at him. "You never seize to amaze me."

"Hey, that's what I'm here for." Elliot smiled. He rubbed her arm. "We'll figure this out."

Olivia nodded. "Yeah, we always do." She looked at him and rolled her eyes not believing she remembered this. "Did you remember to put on sunscreen?"

"Out of everything, you remember that?" Elliot asked chuckling. "No, I didn't."

Olivia handed him the bottle. "Well, I don't want you shedding skin. You had large pieces of dead skin falling off of you when you walked down a hallway. It hurt you just to lift your arm."

"I had the best tan that summer though." Elliot grinned. He started rubbing the sunscreen into his skin as he watched his daughters play in the pool. He sat up and handed the bottle to Olivia. "Do you want to get my back for me?"

Olivia took the bottle hesitantly. "Uh, sure." She squirted some of the sunscreen in her hand and started rubbing Elliot's back. Watching his muscles move under her touch, made her remember everything they did that made them get into those 'wrong reasons'. After she finished, she put the bottle back in her bag as Elliot laid down by her.

Elliot smirked looking at her lower back. "You still have it."

Olivia turned to him. "I still have what?"

"You still have the tattoo that we got together that night we met." Elliot said lightly skimming it with his thumb. He pulled his arm back when Olivia laid down beside him.

"Well, I like the tattoo and I am not going to have it removed just because we got divorced." Olivia said simply.

"Good, cause I still have mine." Elliot smirked lifting his foot and showing her the tattoo on the bottom of his heal. "You are our daughters are the only ones that know about this. Nobody else ever sees it."

"That's not the reason why you got it there." Olivia smirked.

Elliot grinned. "Do you remember the reason?"

Olivia nodded. "You used to be on your feet all day. When your feet hurt, you wanted it to be a good pain. So, you put our tattoo there because you would always think of me." Elliot nodded grinning.

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