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Elliot looked at his watch again. "Guys, let's go! We don't want to be late for the flight!" He yelled up the stairs.

Olivia came around the corner with the kids wearing low riding sweat pants and an old white t-shit that has something written across it. "We're coming." She yawned. "Why did we have to book a flight at five thirty in the morning?"

"Because, I wasn't spending money for a hotel." Elliot stated before looking at his kids. They were all in sweat pants, t-shirts, and sneakers. "Did you guys plan together?"

Olivia looked at the kids and smiled. "That's cute." She pulled her boots up before looking back at Elliot, seeing he was wearing the same thing as the kids. "I guess they are more like you than you thought." She lifted up her bag and slung it over her shoulder. "Ready?"

"I have been for the past hour." Elliot said raising his eyebrows.

"Okay, Mr. Productive, do you have the passports?" Olivia asked crossing her arms over her chest as the kids headed out towards the limo. Elliot nodded crossing his own arms over his chest. "The seasickness pills for Nick and Kate and the patches for Daniel and us two?" He nodded again. "Clothes?" He rolled his eyes and nodded. "How about our tickets to get onto the cruise?"

Elliot paused before John walked into the room already in vacation wear. "I have them, sir."

Olivia smirked at Elliot. Elliot rolled his eyes. "He has to do something for this vacation. Did you bring your sunglasses?"

"They're in my purse, why?" Olivia asked with a yawn.

"You are going to want them for the airport. I may only be a producer, but the paparazzi are everywhere. They are going to be at that airport." Elliot explained before hooking his own sunglasses onto the collar of his shirt.

The family walked into the airport to be greeted by Alex. She was already in a pant suit. "Elliot, why are wearing that? There are photographers here that want your picture.

"Well, screw them. I'm on vacation." Elliot said before looking around. "John."

"I'm already taking the kids to the gate." John said with a smirk as he and the kids walked away.

Alex looked after him. "Aren't you going now?" She asked Elliot.

"Mr. Stabler wants the kids to go through so they aren't bombarded by the paparazzi." Olivia stated before putting on her sunglasses. Elliot slipped his on. "Aren't you going to go with your boyfriend?"

Alex's eyes widened the slightest. "He's not my boyfriend. We aren't dating. We have nothing in common." She stated before following John and the kids anyway.

Elliot looked at Olivia and smiled lightly. "I thought she would ask you how you knew."

Olivia smirked. "I'd tell her the truth. You told me in your room. It would kill her and make John ecstatic. How those two are together I will never understand." She chuckled along with Elliot. "How long do you usually wait?"

"Well, we have passes to get into the first class lounge. So, I just have to get the text from John that he made it there. It has gotten ugly in the past." Elliot stated before at her. "Is that my t-shirt?"

"Yeah, it's comfy and I've never seen you wear it." Olivia said with a grin before looking down at it. "It would probably look better on you anyway."

Elliot smirked. "No, it wouldn't." Olivia giggled before he took her hand. "He should be texting soon. I don't want to lose you in the mob."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "It can't be that bad."

All of a sudden, a photographer came up and started snapping photos of them. "Elliot Stabler! You finally got a girlfriend! The world has been waiting for this! How long have you been going out?"

"How long have you been a snoop that does nothing but interfere in other peoples' lives just to give yourself one?" Elliot asked him not bothering to look at him.

"About ten years. You guys gotta give me something here. A little kiss? C'mon, she's hot! At least, grab her ass or something." The guy said still taking photos.

Elliot's eyes widened and he stepped in front of Olivia, still keeping his hand in hers. "Back off!" He growled before tugging on Olivia's hand. "I'm not waiting this time."

Olivia followed him quickly. "Mr. Stabler, what that guy said was nothing compared to some of the things that have been said? What he said was almost a compliment. He said I was hot."

"Yeah, well, he doesn't need to treat you like you're a toy or something." Elliot stated before photographers flooded around them.

Dozens of questions were asked and Olivia could tell Elliot wasn't comfortable with it. She heard someone ask a question that sounded interesting. "Excuse me? You!" She pointed at one of the photographers. The rest of them got silent. "What did you ask?"

"I asked if you were a big Celtics fan since you are wearing a t-shirt that says Celtics on it." The photographer explained with a smile.

"I'm not. I don't even know what kind of team they are, but he loves them." Olivia stated pointing at Elliot. "Now, I answered one question and if you guys are smart you can figure out the rest. Can you let us get on our plane now?" She asked with a small smile. It helped that her stomach was showing even more now with the way she was leaning towards Elliot.

A couple of them blushed before they all nodded and dispersed, a few of them taking an extra shot or two. Elliot stared at her for a moment before tugging her farther towards their lounge. "How did you do that?"

Olivia shrugged. "Usually, if you are honest with people and give them something, they leave you alone. If you try and stay out of the limelight, you are going to be put into it."

Elliot thought about it a moment. "That's really good. How did you figure that out?"

"Hello? Look at all the celebrities that are huge but don't get put in magazines because they are honest and aren't stupid. They don't try to hide anything. Not to name names, but one of them is Spielberg." Olivia stated before they reached the gate to their plane.

"I can't believe you would even bring up that name." Elliot said frowning. They walked into the lounge and found the kids watching TV along with some other people already in there. John was sitting on a couch and fluffed the pillow next to him every couple of seconds while Alex was checking her purse for the alcohol she packed if the flight got too rough for champagne to help soothe her.

"Well, I did. Just think, you could be better than Spielberg now." Olivia smirked knowing that he would be in a good mood for her saying that.

Elliot paused and grinned. "You really think?" Olivia chuckled and looked at the TV, seeing that it was the news. "Just to let you know," he began. "Those photographers are going to make up a story and put it in the tabloids with our picture."

Olivia shrugged. "I'm looking good right now and you get publicity and being a handsome successful guy who is not single anymore. Or, at least that's what the tabloids will describe. I just hope they use good pictures."

"Do you know who is going to believe those stories?" Elliot asked with a smirk. Olivia shook her head looking at him. "Your mother."

"Thanks for ruining my vacation before it starts." Olivia groaned before taking off her sunglasses.

Elliot chuckled. "We can't have our phones on while we're on the ship anyway. It costs a fortune to have it on in international territory."

Olivia grinned. "And, you just made my vacation better than I thought it was going to be."

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