Hello fellow fanfic-ers. I hope y'all are doing well! It's been awhile since I've written anything that wasn't school related, and I've really missed it. I'm really excited to update after a very long (mind you, well needed) break from the site. I've recently started reading stories again and decided that it was time to make my return. I'm having a really hard time deciding where to go with Enough because I ended up taking it somewhere I never expected to. A baby was definitely not what I had planned on writing into the story, but it happened and there's really no going back. I'm trying, though. I do want to justify it and give it a kick-ass ending, so expect that soon, I suppose. Anyway! I'm rambling now. Hope y'all are having an amazing new year!

This takes place about two years after the previous chapter. Sorry for the time jump, but I felt like I needed to just get on with the story already! Happy reading, hope you enjoy! :)

"How'd your date go?" Olivia asked, setting a cup of coffee on her partner's desk.

"You mean before or after she tossed her cookies in my new car?" Elliot asked, taking a sip of the hot liquid as his eyes followed her as she sat.

Olivia dropped her mouth open with a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. "She did not!"

"Yep… she got drunk off her ass and puked on the floor of my car. I still can't get the damn smell out of the carpet." He said.

Olivia laughed, "Oh, my God!"

"Needless to say, I'm not pursuing a second date." Elliot said, slightly laughing as well.

"Sheila was like ten years younger than you!" Olivia chuckled. "What did you expect her to be like?"

"Okay, not ten. Like… six." Elliot corrected, tossing a playfully threatening, calloused finger in her direction. "And I expected her to be.. I dunno, classy. She's a nurse for Christ's sake."

"She's a really sweet girl." Olivia defended, swiping a strand of dark, wavy brown hair behind her ear.

"When she's sober." Elliot added.

Olivia laughed pitifully. "Well, I'm sorry. I thought you'd like her. Considering she's blonde and all, and that's your shtick."

"Dating blondes is not my shtick!" Elliot said with a chuckle.

"Oh, come on!" Olivia laughed. "Kathy, Priscilla, Jill.. all blondes."

"They're just the women who've happened to interest me. Their hair color was just coincidental." Elliot justified.

Elliot was more than attracted to brunettes, and Olivia was living proof of that, whether she knew it or not.

"Well, I really am sorry, Elliot. I thought you two would get along great." Olivia said.

"I mean she was sweet and pretty, but just not my type." Elliot said, with a shrug.

"There's this woman, her name is—"

"One more thing… you and your fiancé are never allowed to set me up on dates ever again."

Olivia smiled. She still couldn't believe she was getting married in less than two months.

Jamie had proposed July fourth while watched the fireworks on the beach. It was easily the most romantic thing Olivia had ever experienced. She couldn't help but make a fool of herself and cry as he asked for her hand.

They had set the date for April twenty first, deciding that they wanted a spring wedding. Jamie had talked Olivia into a big ceremony and reception, and as much as she pretended she would've been perfectly content with eloping in Vegas, she was ecstatic that he wanted to give her the wedding of her dreams.

Olivia's dream wedding consisted of doves and chariots and everything else that existed in a Walt Disney movie, but she figured she'd come up with a new dream that didn't seem planned by an eight year old little girl who lived vicariously through Cinderella while her Mother lay passed out drunk on the sofa behind her.

"My fiancé and I happen to both have really great taste, obviously. It just so happens that you don't like the same things we do." Olivia said with a smile.

Elliot happened to like everything that Jamie liked; tall, leggy, curvaceous brunettes who said exactly what was on their mind, and didn't take shit from anyone. In fact, Elliot thought that Jamie had impeccable taste. After all, his fiancée was the most beautiful woman in the world.

"I'm not saying that you don't have good taste, I just hate when girls can't handle their liquor." Elliot said with a shrug.

"You will never be satisfied, will you?" Olivia asked with a small smirk.

"Well, that's just me, huh? Never Satisfied Stabler." Elliot chuckled.

Olivia smiled. "You've gotta satisfy sometime, Elliot. Kathy's dating; it's time for you to get back in the game, mister."

Elliot shrugged. "It's just a matter of finding the right person, I guess."

"Hey, look at me. Alone all my life, and I've finally found the right guy. Sure, a little late in my life, but I still found him." Olivia said, smiling.

"I'm glad you're happy, Liv. I really am." Elliot said.

"Thanks." Olivia said softly.

"Have you two talked about having children?" Elliot asked, knowing that Olivia knew the answer to that question without even having to think about it.

"We have not. We're just trying to get past the wedding and all of that before babies even pop into the equation." Olivia said, giving Elliot an answer he didn't expect.

He truly expected her to say that she and Jamie were going to try as soon as they said, "I do", to have children. He knew how desperately she wanted to be a Mother.

"Do you want kids?"

"Of course I do. I love children, and I'd love to have one of my own, but we agreed that we'd wait awhile to have any." Olivia said.

"So you have talked about it."

"I mean, yeah, I guess so. Sort of." Olivia said, shrugging. "We agreed that we'd wait a year after the wedding to even consider having kids."

Elliot nodded, "I see. You want to establish yourself as a married couple before you bring kids into the mix."

"Exactly." Olivia replied.

"You guys bought that big ass five bedroom house, you've gotta fill it up sometime."

Jamie and Olivia had purchased a house in Albany, which was a big move for Olivia. It would be her first time living out of Manhattan, her first time living with a man, her first time being someone's wife, and eventually, it'd be the first place she'd be a Mother in. The very first home her children would have. The first family she'd ever had.

They were waiting until after the wedding to move in, as they wanted to officially be husband and wife when they moved into their first house together. She'd moved into his apartment after they'd dated for six months, which was a big step for Olivia, but something had never felt so right. She was just so head over heels in love with Jamie, and she couldn't wait to make a future and a family with him.

Olivia chuckled. "That's what Jamie wanted! I don't even know why we need so many rooms.. I mean, we'll have one for Jessa for when she's in New York, and just… guest bedrooms, I guess, until we have kids."

"Olivia,"

Olivia turned around at the sound of her name being called and smiled as she saw her fiancé walking towards her desk. She stood up and met him nearly halfway.

"Hi, honey." She smiled, kissing him. "What are you doing here?"

"You left your sweater at home. It's supposed to get chilly later." Jamie said, causing Olivia to melt at his sweetness.

Olivia smiled the widest she'd smiled all day, and couldn't help but chuckle at her fiancé. "You're so cute. Thank you."

Jamie smiled, kissing her again. "I've gotta get to the hospital, but I'll see you tonight. We still on for dinner?"

Olivia nodded. "We're definitely on."

Jamie smiled. "Fantastic, I'll see you then. I love you."

She hugged him tightly and placed a quick kiss on his neck. "I love you, too. Have a good day at work."

"You too. Don't beat too many people up." Jamie said, winking at his fiancée.

Olivia chuckled, "I will try, baby."

Olivia watched him walk away, and she clutched her sweater in her hand as she let out a content sigh. She couldn't believe how unbelievably lucky she'd gotten by finding Jamie. He was truly the sweetest man she'd ever been with, and soon, he'd be all hers forever. She couldn't wait to become Mrs. James Allen McBride.

Jamie is seriously so perfect! Or is he? Is it all a façade? Is he really the scum of the earth?! Well, y'all will just have to wait to find out!

Review if you want! I'm not going to tell you what to do, even though I want to… I'm a naturally bossy person. :)

BTW, guys, I'm a new auntie! My sister just had her second baby, eep! I love babies. They're so great.