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Olivia sat down in her chair and rubbed her temples. The case they were on was exhausting. They had a guy in custody, but he wasn't breaking. Cragen hadn't let anybody on the case go home. This was the longest she had ever gone without seeing her kids and it was torturous. The next person that said they wanted to go home was going to have her hands around their throat. Nobody wanted to go home more than her, except maybe Elliot. She looked over at him to find him staring at a picture on his desk. She knew which one it was. It was the picture from William's birthday party two months ago. Dickie and Summer were on the couch with Kendle in between them.

"I have never been so tired in my life." Elliot groaned rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. He looked over at Olivia. "What time is it?"

"Ten a.m." Olivia sighed. "I need better coffee."

"Benson! Stabler!" Cragen yelled coming into the squad room.

"Not here." Elliot mumbled standing up. He looked at Cragen as he perched himself on Olivia's desk. "Yes?"

"I'd like you two to go at Marks again. If he doesn't confess, we're just going to have the vic testify." Cragen said. "After you're done, book him and go home. Two days on the job is too long for anyone."

Olivia threw down her pen and bolted towards the interrogation rooms. Elliot chuckled and turned towards the guys. "What can I say? She wants to go see the kids."

"Elliot!" Olivia yelled from the interrogation rooms. "Let's go!"

Elliot smiled jogging over to her. He followed her into the interrogation room once they came up with a plan. "Mr. Marks, you are in a boat load of trouble here."

"Oh really? Then why haven't you charged me with anything yet?" Marks asked. "Can you please uncuff me from this table?"

"No, and you are charged with rape." Olivia said as she sat on the table. "You aren't going anywhere."

"Shut up!" Marks yelled.

"Hey!" Elliot yelled. "Give respect to the lady." He rested against the mirror. "So, why'd you rape her?"

"I didn't rape anyone. I don't need to. I mean, look at me." Marks said gesturing to himself. "Does it look like I need help with the ladies?"

"Well, considering you are in cuffs being accused of rape, I'd say that as a definate yes." Oliiva smirked.

"Well, that's you." Marks said. "You probably go clubbing every weekend and look for hot guys to take home. Same with your partner."

Elliot grinned cheekily. "Not even close. I dance with my wife, pal. I don't go clubbing."

"What? Did you knock her up and have to marry her? You don't look that old." Marks said.

Elliot smirked. "She got pregnant three months after we got married. I love my wife. I love woman in general, but I don't rape them."

"I told you. I didn't rape her." Marks groaned.

"Well, evidence proves otherwise." Olivia said opening the file in her hand and laying down photos. "She had marks from your belt on her neck. Your DNA was inside of her. She had a broken cheek bone and a fractured rib. Is that consensual to you?"

Marks glared at her for a moment. "I want a deal."

Elliot smirked. "No can do. You either confess and this goes away quietly, or...we can take this to court and you could end up doing a whole lot more time going there. It's up to you though."

Marks looked between the two. "I'll confess to that other guy that was in here, but not you two. That Tutuola detective."

"We can do that." Olivia said as she walked over to the door. "Have fun in prison." She felt Elliot's hand on the small of her back as they walked out.

Elliot strided into the squad room. "Fin, Marks wants to confess to you. Looks like you made a friend."

"Oh yeah, he and I are definatly going to email someday." Fin joked dryly. He got up and went over to the interrogation rooms.

Elliot looked over to find Olivia with her jacket on, purse in hand, and arms crossed. "El, come on. I want to go home."

"How'd you get ready so fast?" Elliot asked throwing on his jacket. "It takes you an hour just to get ready in the morning for work. It usually takes you ten minutes to get your coat on and grab your purse." He followed her to the elevators.

"Well, I have three kids that want to be carried all at the same time." Olivia smirked. "It doesn't really speed things up."

"Do you remember what tomorrow is?" Elliot asked smiling.

Olivia smirked. "It'll be six years since I made the greatest choice off my life. It's our anniversary." She stepped onto the elevator when the doors opened. "What did you want to do?"

"I already have plans for us." Elliot grinned cheekily. Olivia raised her eyebrows. "Have our dates ever gone horribly wrong when I plan them and make them a surprise for you?"

Olivia chuckled shaking her head. "Nope, the first date you did that for was our very first date. That went very well."

"Yeah, I told you I loved you on the football scoreboard." Elliot smirked. "That seems just like yesterday."

"It does, but yesterday we were drinking really bad coffee while talking to a perp." Olivia smiled slightly. "I love you."

"I love you too." Elliot smiled and kissed her quickly before the doors opened.

They soon arrived at Bernie's to get the kids. They walked into the house and were greeted by Dickie, Summer, and Kendle. Elliot smiled as he picked up Dickie and Kendle. He kissed their heads. "Hey guys! We missed you."

Olivia picked up Summer and held her close. "Hey Murmur!" She kissed her daughter's head. "I missed your hugs. They are bear approved." Summer giggled and hugged her mother again.

"Daddy, we saw aunt Becca!" Dickie smiled. "She ordered us pizza."

"She did!" Elliot smiled. "Lucky you! Rebecca knows where the best pizza is and she won't tell anybody."

"Now, I want pizza." Olivia chuckled. She looked into Summer's eyes. "How's my girl?"

"Peachy." Summer grinned and tucked her head into the crook of Olivia's neck. She smiled when Kendle started making blubbles. "Silly boy!"

Elliot chuckled and kissed Summer's head. "Hey soldier! How was it with Grandma?"

"We missed you too much." Dickie said folding his little arms.

"Too much!" Summer agreed. She put a hand on Elliot's nose and smiled. "Home."

"Yeah, let's go home." Elliot agreed.

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