Okay, so I have been thinking about this story! It is rather long considering my other stories! So, I am going to shorten it up a bit by doing a year a chapter or close to that. It'll be easier for me and it will be more enjoyable for you guys! I love this story and I love you guys! Please review!

2004- April

"Happy Birthday Billy!" Summer squealed running into Fin and Casey's house, towards William. William smiled and hugged her.

"They are so cute!" Casey breathed to Olivia. Olivia chuckled and watched as Dickie and Summer headed off with William and Kenny. "I can't believe my boy is nine."

Elliot rolled his eyes. "You are setting up my daughter already. She is seven. She can't date for another twenty-seven years." He looked at Olivia and pointed. "Back me up on this." He walked into the living room, carrying Zack, as he joined the guys watching the game.

Casey scoffed. "He's still on that?"

"Case, he was on that before Summer even existed. I've worn him down at least. Before, she couldn't date until he was dead, but she would have to wait three days just to make sure he was dead." Olivia chuckled shaking her head. "By the time she does start dating, I might have him negotiating. He certainly will let Dickie date."

Casey chuckled. "Fin is already prepping William on how to get the ladies. Will doesn't like girls though. He likes Summer."

July

Elliot and Olivia sat at their desks wondering why they were there on their son's birthday. Fin was grumbling about the same thing at his desk while John acted like it was just another normal day. "John, why are you so happy?" Elliot asked irritated.

"It's a good day. I had a good morning." John said looking over his sunglasses. "What's your problem? The sun is out. It looks like we're going to get out of here early for once."

"At least we have that going for us." Olivia nodded. She smirked when she thought of something. "John, you could have had cake today." John's jaw dropped, making the rest of them chuckle.

"Hey, isn't Zack's birthday coming up soon?" Fin asked from his desk, throwing a stress ball and John.

Elliot nodded, leaning back in his chair. "Yeah, he'll be one in September. Dickie will be nine next month. Kendle is five today and Summer will be seven." He shook his head. "Where did the time go?"

Olivia chuckled. "Our jobs and our kids, that's where it went." She looked at an email she just got and smiled. "It looks like Mr. Isaac is planning our ten year reunion for this spring."

"Really? I loved that guy!" Fin smiled.

"What are you guys talking about?" Cragen asked walking up to them.

"Oh, we're just talking about our class reunion." Elliot said with a shrug.

Cragen sighed. "I forgot. You guys all went to high school together."

John raised his hand. "I didn't." Everyone chuckled at him. "But, I'll probably be going. Alex would kill me if I don't."

"She'd dig the hole too." Fin laughed. "And, she'd dance on your grave."

Just then, Alex walked in and smiled. "Hey guys, what's up?" John smirked as Fin immediately avoided her gaze, hoping she wouldn't kill him for picking on John.

November

Elliot smiled watching his wife dance with Alex and Casey in the middle of their favorite bar. They were out celebrating a win on a case they had been working for weeks. "This is what college would have been like." Fin smiled, pointing at the girls with his beer bottle.

"I think I like this a lot better." Elliot grinned. He looked back at his wife. "I think Olivia is completely drunk."

"What was your first clue?" John asked as he pounded his fist on the table. He was completely sloshed. "Was it the fact that they are dancing to no music or was it when she asked you to strip?" He laughed. "I am not going to remember this tomorrow, but I'm enjoying it now."

Fin smiled. "She asked you to do that?" Elliot just gave him a smirk as he took a sip of his beer. "Wow!"

Elliot chuckled. "I'm a lucky man, Fin, I lucky man." He looked up when he felt hands on his arm. He looked up and smiled when he saw Olivia. "Hey baby!"

"Hey, the girls and I decided we wanted to go shopping tomorrow. So, we need to get home so I can be rested for it." Olivia slurred leaning into him.

"C'mon El," Alex said, stumbling onto Olivia. They both laughed before she spoke again. "Take your wife home. Shopping takes a lot of energy."

Casey joined their standing monkey pile. "Yeah," She looked at Fin and strutted towards him, stumbling on her shoes. "I have to rest up to go shoe shopping."

Fin rolled his eyes. "Casey, we agreed that you would only own thirty-five pairs of shoes at a time."

"But Fin!" Casey pouted, stomping her foot.

"You are such a baby when you're drunk." Fin said shaking his head.

Casey grinned and leaned closer to him. "But, I'm your baby."

Elliot smiled and looked at Olivia. "Okay, let's go home." Forty minutes later, Elliot carried in a still very drunk Olivia. She reached out her arm and dropped her purse, chuckling when her shoes fell of her feet.

"I don't even think I drank that much." She slurred as Elliot carried them upstairs. "This is just how I get when Alex gets out the booze."

"Oh Liv, baby. You never get this drunk." Elliot chuckled, thankful that his mother agreed he could get the kids in the morning. "Honey, you asked me to strip for you in the bar."

Olivia giggled. "But, you didn't do it." She kicked her legs around, not realizing that Elliot was still securely holding her. "I had a wallet full of ones, El. You could have come home with me and underwear full of money!"

Elliot set her on the bed gently. "You really are drunk."

"Yeah, but I'm sober enough to know what I'm doing." She said biting her bottom lip. Standing up, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. "I wanted a show tonight, baby. If I don't get one, you get one."

"Liv honey, you really don't have to." Elliot gulped as she started unbuttoning her blouse. "You are seriously sloshed right now."

Olivia smirked. "Really?" She tossed her blouse onto his head, smiling when he moved it to look at her. She started on the button of her pants and slid them down her long legs before moving towards Elliot. "I may be drunk, but I'm still head over heels in love with you. And you, my sweet, loving, husband, are too good for me." She started unbuttoning his shirt, loving the effect she was having on him showing through his pants. "Are you happy to see me Mr. Stabler?"

Elliot grinned as she pulled him up, starting on his slacks. "I am very happy to see you, Mrs. Stabler."

"I love that name!" She moaned pushing his jeans down. His shirt slid to the floor before she pushed him back onto the bed. Olivia put a hand on his chest while the other played with the waistband of his boxers. Her hand lowered, making him groan. "Baby, I think you're ready for me."

"I'm always ready for you." Elliot smirked as she pulled his boxers off, tossing them behind her. She turned back to him with a devious grin.

She toyed with the straps of her bra before sliding them. She turned, so her back was to him, and let her bra fall to the floor. "Really?" She turned back to him, letting her panties drop to the floor. "You should have said that sooner. The interrogation room could have been used for more than just interrogating."

Elliot's jaw dropped as he smiled. She straddled him. His mouth immediately connected with her neck. Her head lolled to the side, eyes slipping closed as she moaned. One of his hands tangled in her hair while the other one held her close to him, behind her back. Her hands were rubbing and scratching his back. She felt his member down below and lowered herself onto him. They both grunted as he buried himself to the hilt. His open mouthed kisses on her neck became rougher as he marked her with teeth marks and hickies. Her nails dug deeper into the flesh of his back as she slowly raised herself, only to go back down on him again. Elliot knew one thing for sure. Olivia sure knew how to surprise him.

Please review! Love you guys! Hope you don't mind that I'm doing chapter this way. There may be some like my old ones, but some of the years in this story aren't as entertaining as the ones I want to focus on. Remember, review, review, review!