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Chapter Twenty-two: The Big Game
Cragen residence:
"Casey, your boyfriend's here," John shouted as he opened the door.
"I'll be down in a minute," she shouted from the top of the stairs.
"Yeah, she'll be down soon. Come in," John chuckled as he let a nervous looking Chester in.
"Thank you, sir," Chester said as he made his way into the foyer.
"Relax son, you don't have anything to be nervous about unless you have a record," John lowered his glasses a little as he stared Chester down.
"Um," he muttered nervously.
"I'm joking," John laughed as he showed him to the living room.
"Good one, sir," Chester laughed relieved that it was a joke. "This is a beautiful home you have here. Wow, you have such a wonderful collection of knickknacks and paintings."
"Thanks, but it isn't mine. My place is a dump compared to this palace, and you'll be sure I'll be doing bag checks on your way out," John said with a serious look on his face.
"Oh," Chester was at a loss for words.
"I was kidding. Learn to take a joke kid," he rolled his eyes.
"Another good one, sir," Chester said swallowing the lump in his throat.
'Oh boy, this one's a real putz,' John thought chuckling. He was about to sit down when the doorbell rang again. "Man, they gotta get a butler or a doorman. Hmm, maybe I should start putting in hourly rates," he whined at having to get up again.
"Hi," Mike and Connie greeted John when he opened the door.
"Hello, please come in, Chester is in the living room," John pointed to the living room.
"Thanks" and "Thank you," came from the couple.
"Aren't you coming?" Connie asked when she saw that John was just standing by the door.
"No, you go ahead. I have a feeling the doorbell is going to be going off any second, and I'm going to be right here when it does," John said as he thought about his odds.
"All right," Mike said chuckling as he led Connie to the living room.
Olivia's bedroom:
"So how are we getting to the game again?" Casey asked as she applied the finish touches to her makeup.
"We're going in Elliot's Tahoe since it's roomier," Olivia said as she looked through her closet.
"Oh, that's good thinking. Um, Livvy, what if Elliot and Nick meet tonight?" Casey asked as she turned to look at her sister.
"I don't know, Case. I guess will cross that bridge when we come to it. I should say if because we don't even know if we'll see them there," Olivia shrugged.
"Come on, Nick has never missed a game in his life," Casey said rolling her eyes.
"We'll just have to wait and see. Shouldn't you be getting downstairs? Don't leave your boyfriend alone with Uncle John; you know he'll break him if he gets the chance," Olivia laughed seeing Casey run out of the room.
Olivia was finishing getting dressed when she heard her uncle shout that her date had arrived. She quickly put on her boots before heading downstairs.
Living room:
"So you kids have a good time tonight, but don't do anything stupid," John warned as he laughed thinking back to his younger more wilder days.
"Right, we won't do anything stupid. However, I can't guarantee that others won't do anything stupid," Casey was referring to Olivia's ex-best friend, and ex-boyfriend.
"Well, if they try anything I'm sure Elliot won't have a problem dealing with that schmuck," John smirked as he patted Elliot on the back.
"Hell no, he'll have to get through me first," Elliot was calm but dead serious.
"Really Uncle John, I'm surprised at you. Did I just hear you advocating violent behavior?" Olivia said from the entrance of the living room. Every person's eyes darted to where they heard Olivia talking, and their eyes stayed on her as she made her way in.
Olivia looked amazing, her hair was down but she waved it out giving it a messy bedroom look, and her makeup was flawlessly done with dark eyeliner and a shimmering eye shadow that made her eyes look smoky. Her lips were traced and glossed with a deep red color which magnified her pouty lips
She looked hot with the outfit she wore; it was a black lace top which showed an abundance of smooth skin. Her breasts were peeking through at the top enough to be considered sexy and not slutty. Her lacey top tapered just below her navel which left her toned midriff bare showing off her pierced navel for all to see. She wore hip hugging blue jeans along with black high heeled leather boots which made her legs seem endless.
"Livvy, I'm not sure your father would approve of that particular outfit," John smirked knowing that it was Olivia's night for revenge.
"Well, it's a good thing he got called in, and I know you wouldn't sell me out or anything because you're my hip happening uncle," Olivia chuckled as she kissed him on the cheek before wiping her lipstick off him.
Everyone was speechless when they saw Olivia, and the poor guys had to take deep breaths to keep from hyperventilating.
"Shit, Liv looks dangerous tonight," Chester shouted a little too loudly which earned him a glare from Elliot. "I mean Olivia, not Liv, because I would never use the nickname you gave her."
Laughter could be heard in the living room because of Chester's rambling.
"Shut up, baby," Casey playfully chided.
"Shutting up now," Chester blushed as he sat down.
Olivia made her way over to Elliot, and all he could do was thank his lucky stars that she was his girl.
"What do you think?" she shyly asked him.
After clearing his throat several times he said, "Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous."
"Damn Olivia, you're making the rest of us look frumpy," Connie giggled.
Olivia smiled at her comment before she noticed that Melinda was missing, "Where's Mel?"
"Her mom's dropping her off then she and Fin are getting a ride from us," Mike replied.
"How are all of you going to fit in one car?" John asked puzzled.
"Hmm, we didn't really think about that," Mike sheepishly answered.
"No shit, Sherlock," John scoffed.
"What do we do?" Casey asked looking around.
"Well, it's a good thing I'm a genius because I have the perfect solution to your little dilemma," John smirked before he took out his car keys.
"What are you talking about?" Olivia asked then turned to look at Elliot who was still staring at her, "Take a picture baby, it'll last you longer."
"Oh, I have more than taking pictures in mind," he rumbled in her ear.
"Livvy, here take my car tonight," John said as he tossed her his car keys.
"Really?" Olivia asked surprised.
"Yeah, Elliot can drive it because I know he's probably not as crazy as you are behind the wheel," John smirked at her shocked expression.
"Wait, why does Livvy get to take your car? Why can't Chester drive it?" Casey asked dumbfounded.
"Well, because your boyfriend looks like he has a lead foot, and I don't want anything happening to my baby," John said giving Chester the evil eye.
"Nothing will happen to me," Casey whined.
"I wasn't talking about you, conceited. I was talking about my car," John rolled his eyes.
"Uncle Munchies, that was not nice," she pouted.
"You're right and I'm sorry, but you know how I feel about my baby," John explained referring to his silver Aston Martin which took him years to save up for.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you. I promise the car will be back in one piece," Olivia excitedly hugged John then grabbed Elliot's hand to drag him out of the living room.
"Wait, here are my car keys. You can drive my truck tonight Chester." Elliot said as he tossed him his car keys.
"Cool, hey Elliot can I ask you something?" Chester looked in Elliot and Olivia's direction after noticing something strange.
"What?" Elliot said anxious to leave.
"Did you and Olivia plan ahead to wear matching outfits?" he asked as he scratched his head.
"What are you talking about Lake?" Elliot said getting annoyed with the stupid questions.
"Well you and Olivia are both wearing practically the same thing," he said as he pointed to where Olivia was putting on her black leather jacket.
"Huh? That's never happened to me before," Elliot said when he noticed that he was also wearing blue jeans a black shirt and a black leather jacket with matching boots before he led Olivia out the door.
John busted out laughing when Chester had pointed that little detail out to everyone. He couldn't believe he had missed an opportunity to hassle them, but he was glad this Lake kid pointed it out, 'This kid's not so bad after all,' he thought as everyone left for the game.