"AHHH!" Sarah shrieked before she laughed out loud. She was on the back of Tim's jet ski and he was driving like a daredevil.
The wind forced the blonde's hair back as Tim made sharp turns and cut across the waves.
Sarah held on tight, not wanting to fall off the back, and Tim was nice to hold on to. He was lean but well muscled and he wasn't all hairy. Sarah hated that.
After their thirty minutes out on the water, they headed home for a late breakfast. Neither of them could do much when it came to cooking, but they could handle scrambled eggs and toast.
"Do we have any more bacon?" Tim asked as Sarah opened the fridge. All they had inside was eggs, bacon, some mushrooms and half a carton of milk.
She tossed the rest of the package at him. They had a few pieces left. Tomorrow, they'd have to go back to the market.
Elliot woke up to the smell of bananas permeating through the house. He came downstairs to find that Kathy was making pancakes along with bananas foster for breakfast.
"That smells amazing."
He was about to kiss Kathy good morning when she dipped the pan towards the flame, setting the pan ablaze.
He jumped back. "You trying to burn off my eyebrows?"
Kathy laughed. "Never sneak up on a cook."
"I thought that was never sneak up on a cop."
"I'm the armed one right now."
"Duly noted."
15 minutes later, the kids came to the kitchen to see a mountain of pancakes and a gravy boat filled with the banana sauce.
"This smells amazing." Kathleen hungrily eyed the food. Her friends had started the Atkins diet, but she had no interest. No carbs, no way.
"I thought you were going on that Adams diet," Richard told her.
"The Atkins diet," she corrected, "and no way. I'd rather be fat than give up carbs." Kathleen didn't know why her friends were dieting anyway, to try and get from a size six to a size four; it sounded dumb.
Elliot and Olivia were catching cases this weekend, but they hadn't gotten a call in yet. Hopefully, he could have at least some of this weekend with his family.
Alex woke up bright and early to get to work. Her trial was opening on Monday and she wanted to be firing on all cylinders. She was able to get in about three hours of work before her lovers woke up.
"Will you make us pancakes?" Casey asked sleepily as she went to get some coffee.
The redhead had on Olivia's batman t-shirt. Her hair was all frizzy and her eyes were barely open. She looked adorable.
"Of course, Honey." Alex kissed her forehead. "Why don't you get back in bed? I'll call out when it's ready."
"Yay!"
Casey returned to bed with her coffee mug. Olivia was roused by its scent. "That smells so good."
"Get your own," Casey was not sharing.
"Meanie!"
Olivia got her own mug of coffee and some cream.
"Bring me a mug," Alex called to her from the living room, and while you're at it, ditch the shirt."
Olivia rolled her eyes. She took off her t-shirt and brought Alex a cup of coffee.
The blonde ran her fingertips along the detective's taut stomach. "We should make the most of today."
"What did you have in mind?"
"I think we should have you for breakfast."
Alex made lemon sour cream pancakes for breakfast along with candied bacon. She took out the vanilla ice cream and caramel sauce and like she had alluded to earlier, they enjoyed their breakfast on Olivia.
"Want more bacon?" Casey questioned as she held out a piece in front of the brunette.
"Yes Ma'am."
Olivia opened her mouth wide and Casey gave her the crispy treat.
Alex was having more fun playing with her food than eating it. She took a spoonful of ice cream and set it on Olivia's chest, watching as the cool cream dribbled down to her perfect ab. She slid her tongue down to Olivia's navel and started to lap up the melting ice cream.
"These pancakes are so good," Casey had made a pyramid with pancakes, bacon, ice cream and then topped it with caramel sauce.
"Give me another one," Olivia had the hardest time eating since she was the plate. Casey or Alex had to feed her.
Alex tore up a pancake and fed the brown-eyed beauty. "Would you like some whipped cream with that?"
"Do we have any left?"
"I think so." She went to check the fridge and found container of redi whip. "Perfect."
After they ate, Alex and Casey commented over how sticky Olivia had become.
"Perhaps we should clean her up."
Hot mouths and soft hands descended as Casey and Alex had their way with their detective.
Olivia loved the attention. "Lower," she growled as Casey started nipping at her stomach.
Alex left her mark on the brunette's neck. "I love you," she said between kisses that were coated in caramel sauce and ice cream.
Casey knelt between the brunette's legs and started to trace along Olivia's outer lips with her fingertips. "She's so wet."
Alex bit down on Olivia's nipple causing her to yelp. "Save some for me."
Casey slipped in a finger. "I think that will be easy to manage."
Using her tongue and fingers, the ADA played her detective like a fiddle. Olivia started thrashing on the table, arching her back and bucking her hips trying to get more contact from each of her lovers.
The redhead had her on the verge of climax before she cruelly pulled away from the swollen lips.
"It's your turn, Alex."
Alex grinned before taking Casey's place, softly covering Olivia with broad strokes of her tongue before sliding two fingers deep inside.
"OH FUCK!"
Casey straddled Olivia before giving her a bruising kiss. "You taste good."
They made out wantonly, writhing back and forth as Alex finally brought Olivia over the edge.
The blonde slithered away before saying, "I really must work. No more distractions."
Casey and Olivia both laughed as they watched Alex retreat into the home office. They'd distract her again. They were both sure of it.
Bruno and Lars searched room by room, demanding that Tim and Sarah come out.
"Who the hell's Tim?" The angry tenant demanded to know. They weren't here, whoever they were.
When they heard the shower running, they thought the couple might be in there and Bruno broke open the bathroom door.
It was the lady of the apartment taking a shower and she was furious. "Get out you pervert!" She took her detachable nozzle and sprayed him with water.
"Ouch!" he cried out as scalding hot water hit his eyes, forcing him to retreat.
Lars ran in to help his partner when he slipped on the hot water and hit his head.
"Lars you moron!"
The man who had opened the door now had armed himself with a cast iron skillet. He bopped Bruno on the back of the head, knocking him out cold.
"Are you alright dear?"
"Call the police you dodo-head!"
Olivia and Casey had been lounging around on the couch when the detective got a phone call.
"Benson!"
"Liv, it's Captain Cragen. There's been a home invasion in your building."
"What?"
An alert had gone out to all of the supervising officers. Cragen had recognized the address.
"The two men have been apprehended, but I thought you should know."
"I'll go check it out."
Casey booed when Olivia started to put on her clothes. "There's been a home invasion in apartment 514."
"Here?" Casey questioned. "How would they get in?"
"They must have followed someone in. People aren't on edge in the daytime."
Olivia flashed her badge, allowing her past the officer guarding the door.
A woman with wet hair was talking to the responding detective.
The apartment looked totally normal. It was nice, but it's not like there was original artwork on the walls or anything that looked like it was worth stealing.
"Any idea as to why they targeted this apartment?"
The junior officer shrugged. "They didn't have any large sum of cash or expensive jewelry. According to the husband, they kept asking for a Tim and Sarah. We think it might have been the wrong apartment."
Olivia cringed internally. This is my fault. Somehow, they thought this was our apartment. "Anything on the guys who did this?"
He shook his head. "They were both out cold when we got here. They got sent to the hospital where they are under guard. They'll be photographed and printed when they wake up and get sent to lock up."
Olivia didn't know who they were, but she did know why they had come. "Have you pulled the security footage yet?"
"We were going to do that next."
"I'll take care of it."
An hour later, Detective Benson was reviewing the tape with the help of TARU/
"This building has cameras all over the place. We got them coming into the building, getting into the second elevator and making a wrong turn before they storm the apartment."
"Can you make a still of their faces?"
The geek pushed two buttons. "Done."
"And can we run them through facial recognition?"
"Easy as pie." He started the search. "If they have a New York's drivers license, arrest, even a library card with a photo ID, we'll get 'em."
Olivia realized something. If either James Sr. or Sarah's father sent them and they're both from Pennsylvania, the crooks might be from out of state too. "Would we be able to check if they come up in New Jersey's and Pennsylvania's records as well?"
"I'll have to send a request, but usually, they get back to us in an hour or so. Check both states?"
"Yes. Something tells me, they aren't New Yorkers." What self-respecting New York criminal doesn't hide his face from the cameras?
When Bruno and Lars woke up, they found themselves handcuffed to their hospital beds.
"What the hell is this?" Lars complained.
A nurse had come to check on him. "You were both knocked unconscious."
"Who attacked us?" Bruno demanded to know.
"I don't know, but the report said your friend here wiped out on water that was on a bathroom floor."
Bruno groaned. "You idiot!"
"Don't give me that. You're here too, so you didn't do so hot!"
"When I tell boss about this …"
The nurse left them to bicker. They would be released soon. Good Riddance!
"We have a winner. Bruno Smith and Lars Kingstons."
They lived in Doylestown, PA and they both had priors.
"Bruno has been convicted of simple assault and battery. He was arrested for extortion twice but never convicted. Want to guess about Lars?"
"He has a conviction of simple assault and battery on the same day as Bruno and some extortion arrests to match."
"Bingo."
Olivia wrote down the names of the arresting officers for the extortion case. She had a hunch that either Sarah's father or Tim and Casey's father was involved with the extortion and likely paid their lawyers fees so they could get off.