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Olivia sneezed and wiped her nose walking into the kitchen. She was wearing gray baggy sweatpants, a oversized navy blue sweatshirt, fuzzy socks, and her hair was pulled up into a messy bun. "Bless you, Ms. Benson." John said watching as she sat down across the counter from him. "Your eyes are puffy and your nose is red. You look ill."

"No, I just joined Rudolph's gang of red nosed misfits." Olivia said sarcastically before dropping her head to the counter. "I feel like death. Save my boots for Katie."

John chuckled and handed her a cup of tea. "Here, you need fluids and plenty of them." He watched as she took a sip of it and moaned drinking it. "Just drink that slowly."

Olivia felt the burn in the back of her throat and licked her lips. "Did you put vodka in this?"

"It makes you feel better, doesn't it?" John asked with a smirk.

"Yeah, I'm not shivering." Olivia stated with a smile before taking another sip of it. "I can't stay up there in my room. It's boring. Plus, the room needs a makeover. I should take Katie out so we could redecorate it."

Alex walked in then and noticed Olivia's attire. "Well, Ms. Benson, no mini skirt today?"

Olivia smirked. "John is doing Mr. Stabler's and I's laundry today."

"So, there isn't any make up on laundry day either?" Alex asked raising her eyebrow.

"If you must know, I caught Nick's cold. The kids are off at school, so I am down here." Olivia stated before taking another sip of tea. She felt the burn in the back of her throat again and gave a thumb's up to John. He grinned at her.

Alex rolled her eyes at the two of them. "John, can you get me a cup of tea? I am parched." She asked before opening the fridge and looking for something to eat.

John grabbed Olivia's cup and dumped her tea into another cup before giving it back to her. He took her original cup and filled it with regular tea before Alex turned to them. "Your tea." He stated handing it to her.

"Thanks John!" Alex smiled before walking off drinking the tea.

Olivia looked at John with a smirk. "What did she ever do to you?"

John smirked nodding his head. "She made me get a spray tan for a family vacation years ago and she had the woman put in a darker shade than I wanted. When I came out, I looked black."

"You're the whitest guy I know." Olivia chuckled after her jaw dropped.

"Exactly." John smirked before looking at his watch. "I have to go down to the grocery store. Do you want anything?"

Olivia smiled lightly. "How about a man?"

John smiled and furrowed his eyebrows. "Well, they won't be at the grocery store. I'll have to stop by the strip clubs." He waved before he left the house.

Olivia chuckled and stood up with her cup of tea before slowly walking through the dining room to the living room. "Ms. Benson!" She heard Elliot call from somewhere in the house. She turned to find him coming down the stairs. "Ms. Benson, there you are." He noticed her attire and furrowed his eyebrows. "New uniform?"

"I'm sick." Olivia stated before taking a sip of tea. "What's up?"

"I was going to ask you about movie plots. Are you sure you are up for it?" Elliot asked worrying about her health.

Olivia nodded. "As long as I can sit on this couch and cover up with my tea, I am up for almost anything."

Elliot watched as she sat down slowly. "Are you cold?"

"Freezing." Olivia stated before pulling the blanket from the back of the couch over herself.

"That won't keep you warm. Hold on." Elliot commanded before hurrying upstairs. He came back down a moment later with a large blue blanket. "This should keep you warm." He took her cup of tea and set it on the end table before covering her with the blanket, tucking it under herself. He grabbed a cord and plugged it into the extension cord for the end table. "There, it's a heated blanket. I usually have it on my bed and it does wonders when I'm sick."

Olivia shook her head. "I don't want you to get sick from this." She tried to lift the blanket off of herself, but couldn't move. "Did you trap me in this thing?"

Elliot grinned and sat down on the coffee table. "I call it making a burrito." He pulled a paper out of his pocket. "Okay, so I need you to tell me which plot sounds the most interesting."

"Okay." Olivia nodded still trying to escape from the blanket.

"Okay, the first one is about three friends who go to a wedding and find a person they knew from college. He is still in love with one of the friends from when they dated in college and forms a plan with the other two friends to get them together." Elliot said reading off his notes.

Olivia tried snuggling closer to the cushions. "That sounds good."

Elliot watched as she struggled with the blanket. "You aren't getting out of that thing until I untuck you." She rolled her eyes, but nodded. "The second one is a woman who lost her husband and is know taking out her revenge on the men that killed him. Her best friend is a cop and she stays close to him so that nothing can be pinned on her."

"That sounds really good. I want to see that now." Olivia stated leaning towards him before the blanket pulled her back. "This is ridiculous!"

"The last one is about a guy trying to get used to being a bachelor and ends up falling in love with his best friend." Elliot said reading it off.

Olivia grinned. "That one is overdone, but people love movie plots like that. It is like every movie like that ends up a hit. So, if you want a sure fire thing, I'd go with that one or the woman seeking revenge. Either sounds like a movie my whole family would go see."

Elliot nodded once. "Good, I'll produce both of them." He pulled on the corner of the blanket softly and smiled when she started moving freely. "There, do you want the TV on?"

"I'll probably fall asleep, but sure." Olivia nodded and curled up into the couch, pulling the blanket up to her chin. "Just pick a good movie. You have to know a lot of them." She smirked.

Elliot chuckled and found a movie. "There, Air Force One, this is one of my favorite movies."

"Well, why don't you join me? You worked all weekend. The kids won't be home until four and it's only nine in the morning. You deserve some time to relax. Plus, this blanket doesn't warm up fast." Olivia stated pulling the blanket closer to her.

Elliot chuckled and nodded. "I'll take you up on that." He walked around to the back of the couch and slid down the back of it, laying down behind her. He pulled the blanket around him and felt her snuggled against him, trying to get some warm. He tucked the blanket under her, pulling her closer in the process, before laying against the blanket behind him. "There, now just warm up." He smiled rubbed her arm. He draped his arm over her so his hand was on her stomach, keeping her close.

Alex walked into the kitchen after leaving Elliot's home office. John was standing by the stove making some sort of soup she couldn't make out. "John, do you know where Mr. Stabler is? I haven't seen him in three hours."

John smiled lightly, knowing exactly where he was. "Well, the last I talked to him, he was going to ask Ms. Benson a question."

"Ms. Benson! Ha! Like she could answer a question about anything of Elliot's nature." Alex scoffed brushing off her pant suit. "So, you haven't seen him?"

"Last I saw him, he was in the living room." John stated before wiping off his hands. He watched as Alex turned on her heel and went in the direction of the living room. He snickered and followed her closely. He walked with her into the living room and watched as her jaw dropped and she pointed at them. "Oh, that's right! Mr. Stabler was trying to make Ms. Benson feel better with his own remedy." He smirked.

Alex gasped a couple of times. "B-but, she's the n-n-nanny!"

John smirked. "She takes care of his kids. He has to take care of her. That's his rule. And, what's his rule with you?"

"We're business partners, John!" Alex squeaked flushing.

"Yeah, and his rule for you is he doesn't want any personal information between the two of you. She's already been on his mattress." John grinned before turning to go back into the kitchen.

Alex's jaw dropped again as she followed him. "When and why was she on Elliot's mattress?"

Olivia moaned softly waking up, waking up Elliot in the process. "Did you hear anything?" She asked with a yawn.

"I think it was John." Elliot said rubbing his eyes. "Go back to sleep." He said before she laid back down. He rested his head behind hers and fell asleep yet again with her.

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