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"You ready?" Elliot asked Dickie. Dickie nodded. "Okay, now if she's asleep, don't yell. We don't wanna scare her." Elliot smiled. "One, two, three..." He opened the door to Summer's room.

"It's my birthday!" Summer yelled smiling. Beethoven had his tail wagging while sitting in front of Summer's crib.

Elliot chuckled. Dickie ran in and high fived Summer. "Happy Birthday Murmur! How old are you?"

"Two!" Summer smiled.

Elliot grinned and lifted his daughter out of her crib. "Hey babe! Happy Birthday!" He kissed her cheek. "What does my little soldier want for breakfast?"

"Dough Gods!" Summer smiled. She cuddled into her blanket while Elliot carried her out of the room with Dickie and Beethoven following.

"Well, it's a good thing Grandma is here." Elliot smiled. He started walking down the stairs. "Mom, Murmur wants Dough Gods."

"They're already on the stove, dear." Bernie called from the kitchen.

Elliot chuckled. "Of course, you are."

Olivia came out of the kitchen with a big smile on her face. "Where's my birthday girl?!" Olivia asked grinning from ear to ear.

"I'm right here!" Summer grinned throwing her arms in the air. She reached for Olivia when she came up.

"Yes, you are." Olivia smiled kissing her head. "You are getting so big." Summer cuddled into her neck. She looked at Elliot. "Kendle is in the kitchen with your mother. He is having a ball."

"I bet he is." Elliot chuckled. He kissed Olivia. "I can't believe we have to work today."

"At least we get a few hours off for her." Olivia smiled lightly and rubbed his back. She looked at her daughter and grinned. "Isn't that right Summer?" Summer smiled and squealed as Olivia tickled her. "C'mon Daddy, let's go help Grandma."

Elliot smiled watching his wife go into the kitchen with his kids. He followed them and kissed Bernie's cheek. "Hey Mom."

"Hi honey. I asked Olivia how work was going. How's it going for you?" Bernie asked.

Elliot paused. "It's different. I never thought people could be so brutal, but...I'm helping the victims. They don't believe they have a voice. Liv and I are there to make it possible. Cap is still wondering if we can be partners though. He's never a had a married couple before."

"He's just surprised at how happy we are." Olivia grinned. "Plus, he is the one that helped find Summer." She whispered kissing her daughter's head. "He can't believe you're two."

"I can't believe she's two and I've seen her almost everyday." Elliot mumbled to his mother.

Bernie chuckled. "Well, how do you guys think I feel? You guys are married and have kids of your own. I remember you guys when you were three. Olivia would put things on your plate that she didn't want and you would throw things you didn't want at her."

Olivia's jaw dropped and she smacked Elliot's arm. "You jerk!" She chuckled.

Elliot wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hey!" He kissed her head. "You still hate peas. You probably put those on my plate too."

Olivia laughed. "It's not my fault. I don't like them. They're mushy and green and don't taste right." She turned to Bernie. "I bet Elliot threw something really gross at me."

"He tried throwing tomatos at you one time." Bernie chuckled. "But, Elliot loved raisins. One time, he ate them out of the toilet. He's never stopped loving them."

"Ew!" Olivia and Dickie whined.

"What? You know I love raisins. I was four when that happened." Elliot smiled. "The toilet was clean...ish."

Bernie chuckled. "That reminds me. I had a jar of chocolate covered raisins in my purse for you."

"Oh, Mom. You shouldn't have. It's Summer's day." Elliot said.

"Oh shush and go get your candy." Bernie chuckled.

"You know me too well." Elliot smiled and kissed her cheek. "Thank you!" He called as he ran to find her purse.

"Daddy's silly." Dickie smiled shaking his head.

Olivia smiled and ruffled his hair. "Yeah, baby, I know." She put Summer in her high chair.

"Hi Dell!" Summer smiled looking at her little brother.

Olivia smiled and kissed Kendle's head. "Hey buddy. How's my little boy doing today?" Kendle smiled and put his fingers in his mouth.

Elliot came back in stuffing his face with chocolate raisins. He was moaning loudly as he chewed them. "Tis is so ood."

Bernie chuckled and patted his back. Olivia smiled. "Honey, you should set an example. We already have Dickie asking if he can have chocolate for breakfast. We don't need to go for more."

Elliot smirked. "I'll just tell them they have to have fruit with it. Dickie hates fruit."

"But Summer loves fruit." Olivia countered smirking back. "Save them for work. That way, you have something to eat when your stomach sounds like it's trying to say something." She looked at Bernie. "John usually gives him a bag of mints from his desk so he doesn't have to listen to it." Bernie chuckled.

After breakfast, Elliot and Olivia headed out for work. They walked into the presinct to find John at his desk with his partner, Brian Cassidy. They hadn't talked to him much. He was always at court or something. Cragen came out of his office. "How's your birthday girl?"

"She's good. She had her breakfast and is now spending the day with Grandma." Elliot smiled. "Any cases come in?"

"Is that even a question?" Cragen asked. "I gave the new case to John and Brian. You guys have the Tribune's case. Go talk to the husband and see what he has to say." He said handing them the files. "It is about to reach the statute of limitations. The board wants to close it."

"On it." Elliot said as he and Olivia walked out of the squad room. They walked up to a brown stone and knocked on the door. A man opened the door. "Mr. Tribune?"

"Yes?" He asked.

"I'm Detective Stabler, this is my partner Detective Benson. We'd like to ask you some questions about your wife. We're revisiting the case." Elliot said. He had to get used to saying Benson because he couldn't say that they were both Stabler. So, Olivia just said call her Benson.

Mr. Tribune looked into his house and then back at them. "Uh, come on in. We can talk in the kitchen." He led them through his house and into the kitchen. "Do you want anything to drink?"

"Uh, no thanks." Elliot smiled lightly.

"Mr. Tribune, we understand that you want to put this behind you." Olivia said. "But, is there anybody that you knew that would've wanted to hurt your wife?

Mr. Tribune shook his head. "I didn't know anybody back then. I still don't. Everybody I knew, and know, loved my wife." He looked into the other room quickly. "Sorry, I'm just worried my girls might hear. I haven't told them. When my wife first passed, they were four and three. I told them Mommy went on a trip. I never had the heart to tell them." He scratched his head. He looked at Elliot. "Do you have children, Detective?"

"Yes, I have three." Elliot smiled.

Mr. Tribune's eyes widened slightly. "Wow! You don't look that old."

"I'm not. I got married in high school." Elliot grinned.

"Well, if your wife died, how would you tell your kids that she was gone?" Mr. Tribune asked.

Elliot was taken by surprise. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. "...I probably would be doing the same thing you are. I just hope that, when they got old enough to understand, I'd be able to tell them." Mr. Tribune nodded.

Later, they walked out and Elliot took Olivia's hand. "I didn't like that his question. I don't want to think about what I'd tell our kids if you died."

Olivia squeezed his hand. "I know. I don't want to think about it either. But, you said what I probably would've said."

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