Disclaimer: The characters of Law and Order SVU and Organized Crime do not belong to me. So, this is a reaction to Elliot coming back. Warning, this is pretty much 90% AU and 10% canon. There was a lot SVU did back in the day I didn't like, so I kind of fixed it. Some of this is just my headcanon. For now, just a oneshot. I hope ya'll like. There are no characters from SVU after season 12, btw. If I do anymore reaction fics they won't be in it, most likely. I stopped watching when Elliot left.
When Fate Convenes
By Julia
It had been ten years. Olivia stood there, staring at Elliot standing in the street. She felt her brown eyes well with tears. She couldn't move. It had been so long. She hadn't…. She hadn't been able to even think of Elliot Stabler in a long time. Olivia bit her lip. It was so…. surreal seeing him. She stepped closer, and noticed that his eyes were full of tears, too. She hadn't expected to see him. But then again, she hadn't expected to see his daughter Kathleen as a victim, either. She pulled her brown hair back into a ponytail as she walked closer.
"Um, hey, Elliot." Was all she could manage. Her chin was trembling. "I'm… I'm sorry about Kathleen." The girl was dead. It sounded hollow, but what else was she supposed to say? It's not like there was anything to say. She had her own kid, Calvin, and she knew that she would be devastated if anything happened to him. Olivia saw Elliot's hand reaching out, and she wasn't sure if she should take it. He had broken her heart. Olivia knew that he'd had a hard thing to deal with, but that girl had come into the precinct and opened fire. No one was going to blame him for doing what he'd done.
It had been a tragedy, that was for sure. But it had had to be done. Sister Peg had lost her life. Olivia felt her chin trembling. She said, "Really, El?" She reached out and took his hand, anyway, and felt herself being swept up into his arms. Her first instinct was to pull away, but she didn't. She let him pull her in, and put her arms up, hugging him back.
Sinking into Olivia Benson's embrace, Elliot Stabler felt the tears coming on. He and Kathleen, along with his son, Eli, had come into town because Olivia was getting an award. Elliot had been asked to speak. Especially due to the fact that they had been engaged. He took in her scent, Chanel No. 5. It was home to him. Elliot couldn't believe that he'd just left. And he hadn't even told her he was leaving. He didn't blame her if she hated him and didn't want him in her life. But Elliot was back. He had had to come back. As soon as Fin Tutuola had called him and told him about Olivia's award, and that they were asking him to speak, he had known that it was time. It was time to try and get her back.
They had been together for four years, and partners on the force for a lot longer. He also hated that Calvin had had to go without him as a dad. He hated that he'd done that. They'd just gotten the poor kid. He stepped back, and noticed that Olivia was crying. He reached up, and wiped tears off her face. She lifted up her hand to stop him, but she didn't. Her hand ended up on his forearm, his hand was still on her face, he'd cupped her cheek. "I'm…. if you hate me now, I don't blame you." He said, and she shook her head, still crying.
He wiped more tears away. "I love you, Olivia. I know that I don't get to say that. I left. I didn't…." He stopped. He was having a hard time speaking, his own tears were threatening to spill. "I also didn't even call and talk to Calvin. If that kid hates me I don't blame him either. How is he?" Calvin would be twenty two now. He was a grown man. That felt weird. Elliot should have been there. "I never should have left either of you."
Olivia couldn't stop the tears. "I could never hate you. I'm not going to lie, pissed as hell at you, but I can't hate you. It would have been a lot easier without you if I could hate you." She said, a bit bitterly. She made no move to make him let her go. She knew that she should, at least until they'd talked it all out. She looked at him, taking in his face. It was ten years older, but still that face that she had loved. That face that had been her whole entire world. The face that belonged to the man who'd agreed to take in a child with her. Despite the anger of his ex wife. She had to admit, that had pleased her. She didn't care if that was mean.
"I don't…." She didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry that this happened to Kathleen." She again, thought that sounded weak. But she couldn't say anything that would make it better, she knew that. "And Calvin doesn't hate you. He's missed having his dad." At this, Elliot broke down crying fully. She moved to take him in her arms, and he nearly fell to his knees. She managed to steady him, and he cried on her shoulder. That was something that she'd always loved about him. He was taller than her, but not by more than an inch or so. He could bury his head in her shoulder or neck just like she could his.
"He just wanted his dad."
Elliot knew that he couldn't be luckier that Calvin didn't hate him. He and Olivia had been the first stable home that kid had ever had. Elliot wouldn't have blamed him if he'd been upset. Elliot was glad that he didn't hate him. He also couldn't wait for Eli to meet him. Eli was eight. He'd had a tiny fling a couple of years or so after he'd been gone from New York. His mother had passed away, and so Eli had been given to Elliot. He'd been in the kid's life, but he and the mother hadn't really been together.
She had been a rebound from Olivia. But she'd known that, honestly. Elliot hadn't wanted to be untruthful with her. He stepped back, and wiped his eyes. Eli was short for Elliot Stabler Jr. He had been surprised when his mother had named him that. "I can't wait for him to meet his little brother." He said, and Olivia's eyebrows rose. He explained that he had a son. "The woman was a late in life mother. We didn't plan to get pregnant, the condom must have been defective." He said. Things like that had already happened to him once. His oldest daughter Maureen had been a broken condom baby too. She was no longer living, either. Not that he'd been allowed to be in her life. Elliot blamed Kathy for that, she'd made his children have issues with him. He'd not been able to be there as often as he'd've liked, due to his police work, but she had gone out of her way to be disrespectful about him. She'd been upset that he'd moved on during their separation to Olivia.
The separation had been her idea, too. Elliot had a lot of anger for her. They didn't speak anymore. It wasn't something that he regretted. Elliot closed his eyes. Kathleen wasn't going to get to see Calvin. Dickie and Elizabeth, the twins, still spoke to him, they'd be glad to see Calvin again. As far as he knew, they hadn't kept in touch, but that didn't mean that they hadn't. There was a lot they didn't tell him. He did his best to keep his eyes off the bus that was about to take Kathleen to the morgue. "Thanks, Olivia. I know you know you mean it." He really hoped that she didn't know what it meant to lose a kid.
"I heard about Maureen, too. I'm sorry." Olivia had almost gone to the funeral. But she hadn't wanted the drama of her showing up. Dickie and Liz didn't really like her, but she wasn't surprised, nor did she blame them. She'd expected his kids to have an issue with her being with Elliot. Especially because their relationship had been coming a long, long time. Olivia saw his eyes reopen, and he was still doing his best to stop crying.
Reaching out, she brushed tears off his chin. It surprised her. That was when he closed the distance and kissed her. It was surprising, but she didn't push him away. She kissed him back, and wrapped her arms around his neck. The work of everyone went on around them, and they kissed like they never would again. And Olivia knew they would. As soon as her lips had hit his, she had known that she was taking him back. It might be rocky at first, because she was still working past her anger, but she knew that she was no longer a single woman.
The following morning, Elliot woke to a room that was unfamiliar. Then he remembered he was at Olivia's apartment. Eli was with them, he'd stopped by the hotel on the way home from the crime scene to get the kid and their stuff. Olivia had offered them to let them stay. Eli they had put in Calvin's old room, and Elliot had slept on the couch. She hadn't been ready for him to sleep in the bedroom with her. Not that he blamed her on that one.
It had been hard to tell Eli who Olivia was. And that they were probably going to stay with her for awhile. Elliot had to know who had killed Kathleen. They'd been aiming at Elliot. Or trying to get to him. He'd been working a special task force for the FBI in DC. Eli had been going to school there. Now Elliot was going to have to look into getting him into school here. He wasn't going to leave. He wanted Olivia back. And she'd told him that as angry as she was at him, she wanted them to work things out. Elliot didn't deserve it, but he was glad that they were going to work on things.
There was a knock on the front door, and Elliot couldn't believe that she hadn't ever moved out of her building. This was an apartment that they'd shared together. He didn't hear movement from Olivia's room, and wondered if she was even there, or if she'd had to go into work. He stood and went to get the door. It was Fin. "Fin? What are you doing here?" He asked, hoping that it didn't sound rude. He hadn't meant it that way.
Fin held up a bag of takeout. "Liv sent me with lunch for Eli." He took in the sight of Elliot. It was already almost noon. He could tell that Elliot didn't know that, and he looked like hell. But he got it, his kid had died. Fin wasn't allowed to speak to his own son, but he would still feel devastated if something happened to him. He stepped inside as Elliot moved aside to let him in. He called out for Eli, and there were footsteps coming down the hall. When the kid got to them, Fin noted how much the kid looked like El. The blue eyes especially. He gave the kid a wave as Elliot introduced him.
"Used to work with your dad, kiddo." Fin said, and offered the bag of Burger King out to Eli. "Liv sent me with some food for you. She thought your dad might be a bit out of it." He thought Olivia was such a good mom. Calvin was a real good kid. Fin knew that he would have been better had Elliot been here to raise him too, but Fin understood why Elliot had left. He thought it had been harsh for him to just ghost Olivia, but he also kind of got why he'd done that too. "My husband John is gonna love you, he's got a new kid to try his jokes out on."
He caught Elliot's eyebrow raise as Eli thanked him and went to the kitchen to eat. "Yeah, John and I got married about six years ago." Elliot had known they'd been together, but they'd gotten married once it had been made legal. "Our kid's heard all of ours." They had a sixteen year old daughter. She had been adopted about six years ago, not long after they'd been married.
That Fin and Munch were married shouldn't be a surprise. Elliot had known they'd never break up. "Congratulations, man. I'm glad that you guys made it legal. And glad you've got a kid." He said, offering his hand to Fin to shake. He did, and they sat down in the living room. Elliot wanted to let Eli eat in peace, and he was still kind of groggy. He needed some coffee. "How old is your kid?" He listened as Fin told him their daughter Jackie was sixteen years old now. Elliot nodded, wondering how Munch was with a kid, let alone a daughter. He ran his hand across his face, and then moved to fold up the blanket he'd used. "Livvy wouldn't let me in the bed." He told him, he'd been the only one to call Olivia that. The nickname fell right off his tongue. He didn't even notice that he'd used it.
"Is she okay?" Elliot asked, and Fin gave him a half smirk. "What? I can't ask if she's okay?" He asked, and Fin told him he'd have to ask Olivia himself. "Yeah, okay. Can you go check on Eli, while I call her?" He asked, and Fin gave him a nod. After the other man had gone into the kitchen, Elliot pulled out his cell phone. After all these years, she still had the same number. He'd had his changed, but he still had all of his old contacts from his old phone. He hadn't wanted her to get hurt, and he hadn't wanted her to talk him into staying. He knew she was going to get hurt by him leaving, but he hadn't been able to stay. He wished he could have.
When she answered, he said, "Hey, Livvy. It's me, I just wanted to thank you for sending Eli some lunch."
As that sexy voice filled her ear, Olivia was at the morgue. She'd been called there to hear the prelim findings. With Kathleen being who she was, there'd been a rush on her being looked at. Olivia had stepped out to answer his call. She let out a breath. His voice still sent shivers down her spine. "It was no problem, El. I knew the kid had to eat, and there isn't much but leftovers in the fridge." She had never been one to cook, and she had while Calvin had been growing up, but after he'd gone to college, she'd gone back to eating out.
She didn't want to tell him where she was. "Can you meet me for lunch? Fin can stay with Eli, if you're able to." She wanted to tell him what they had on the perp. She didn't relish it, but he had to know. He wasn't allowed to work the case. He wasn't even technically allowed to know things, but she was going to tell him anyway. "There's a good pizza joint just down the block, remember?" They had gone there a lot, or taken it home after a long shift. She had missed him so much. She hadn't even had a relationship since. Some one night stands here and there, but that was it. She'd missed Elliot too much.
And she'd never stopped loving him. Even with being angry as hell at him.
That didn't sound like it was just a I want to see you lunch, but Elliot was going to go anyway. He definitely trusted Fin to look after Eli while he was gone. "Yeah, I'll get showered and changed. When can you be there?" She told him in about a half an hour or so, and he told her he'd be there. He told her that he loved her, and after a pause, she told him that she loved him too.
About an hour later, Elliot was sitting in a booth at the pizza place that he'd been given, waiting for Olivia. He already had a pitcher of Coke, and he'd poured himself a drink. He took a long pull, and wondered if they'd be able to patch things up. He really wanted to. He needed to. He looked up as Olivia approached, he stood. He moved to pull out her chair for her, it was still ingrained in him to take care of her, even if she didn't necessarily need him to. But she had finally understood that he wasn't saying that she couldn't take care of herself. It was just something that he had to do to make sure that she was safe.
He was glad that she finally got it. Elliot was surprised when she stepped forward and hugged him tightly. Then, when she pulled back, she pressed her lips to his. It started off soft, and then she deepened it, kissed him more passionately. Elliot could do nothing but kiss back. Elliot brushed his hand through her shoulder length brown hair and then they both pulled back to breathe. "Well, hi." Elliot said, looking into her eyes. She looked back, and he wasn't sure what was going on in her mind.
"I love you, Stabler." Olivia said, matter of factly. She was still working on not being angry. She was. She had agreed to work through their differences, and she was trying to do that. Olivia bit her lip and was taken aback when Elliot kissed her. She kissed him back, unable to help herself. She let him help her sit down, and then he went back to sit down in his seat. She reached for the pitcher of Coke, and he was already pouring her a glass. Olivia told him that she'd been to the Morgue. He took this stoically, and she didn't blame him for that one.
A ringing in her ears sounded as she told him that Kathleen had been raped and there was no evidence of DNA that they had. She'd been choked to death, and she'd been pregnant. She could see the disappointment in his face. Olivia knew that Elliot would have loved to have a grandchild. She didn't blame him, Calvin was getting to the age where it might be something that he'd have to deal with. But she wouldn't be surprised if he ended up having kids sooner rather than later. He wanted to be there for his kids, and give them a better life than he'd had up until he'd started living with Elliot and Olivia.
"She was about three months along." She said, taking a deep sip of her drink. There was nothing about this that was easy. She wished that she could do something to make it hurt less. She reached out and laced her fingers with his, holding onto them tightly. He squeezed them tightly. She met his blue eyed gaze. Oliva knew that he was trying to digest the news, and that he was trying to decide what to say. None of the kids had had kids of their own yet, so she knew that this baby would be seen as a blessing. Olivia wondered if Kathleen had been planning on keeping it. There was no way to know for sure without evidence that she had or hadn't. Olivia couldn't imagine not wanting to, but she also didn't think that someone had a right to tell a woman what she could and couldn't do.
And as a child of a rape, she knew that if abortion had been easier to get in the sixties, Olivia might not even be here. Her mother might have gotten an abortion. Olivia finally decided she was going to ask him what he was thinking. They needed to keep working on the communication if they wanted to make this work again. "What are you thinking?"
That was a loaded question. He didn't know how he was supposed to feel. He hadn't been sure that Kathleen was ready for kids, nor if she was, would she have been happy about the fact that she was pregnant. Elliot let out a breath. The waitress came by, now that Olivia was here, and he told her their standing order without even thinking about it. Pepperoni, bacon, and mushroom, extra cheese. They usually got an extra large, to make sure that they had enough for both of them, and sometimes there was a little extra left over. Elliot would make sure that he left it for Eli if there was. He would probably forget again that Eli would need to eat.
"I don't know. I'd have liked to have met my grandkid." He finally said, and got lost into looking at their joined hands on the table. He knew that he should say more. He wanted to ask if Calvin would be into coming, and meeting his brother. Elliot had told Eli that he and Olivia had been together, and that Eli had a brother. He was into meeting his older brother, and he was surprised that he was. Eli didn't really get along with his other siblings. He tried, but Elliot also knew that his other kids had biases against him, and Eli didn't. Eli loved his father. Most of his other kids didn't.
A breath, and he decided to ask. "Have you told Calvin…. That…. That I'm back?" He asked, and she was quiet a long moment before she said that she had. Elliot nodded, and adjusted to this news. "Would… do you think if I called him, he'd want to talk? I want to invite him to come and meet Eli." He said, and he really was. He wanted his kids to get along. Sometimes that wasn't possible, but he'd also learned that he couldn't get angry about that kind of thing anymore. Getting angry about things that he couldn't change was something that he was still trying to stop doing. It was something that he was determined to work on.
Olivia met his eyes. She was sure that Calvin would. And a part of her was not happy about that. She knew that that was selfish. She wanted Calvin to have Elliot in his life. He was the only father that Calvin had ever known. She finally replied to his question. "Elliot, all he's wanted for the last ten years was the three of us in the same room again. He wants you in his life. If you called him, he'd answer. I know he'd love to meet Eli." She said. She wondered if he'd brought this up because he was trying to change the subject. It was definitely a possibility. She was quiet, just sitting with him for a moment.
Then she started speaking again, after taking a long sip of Coke. "You will have to do your best to make him trust you, though. He's had a rough time of it, with the trusting you part." Olivia didn't want to make him feel worse, or anything like that. She just wanted him to know the whole situation as it was. She didn't want him to think that it was going to be easy. That wouldn't be right. And they were trying to fix this relationship, after all. Olivia leaned across the table and kissed him. She couldn't help it, she just saw him sitting there, and he was gorgeous and sexy and he was hers.
When she kissed him, Elliot was a bit taken aback. But he kissed her back, a bit with abandon. He couldn't help himself. What surprised him was her kissing him back. Just as hard as he was her. They broke to breathe, and Elliot looked at her. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever known. Since the minute he met her, he'd been in love with her. Elliot kind of had never really loved Kathy, they got married because she'd gotten pregnant. So when he'd first met Olivia, he just, he'd fallen in love almost immediately.
It had taken longer than he'd liked in order for them to be together, but those four years had been the best of Elliot's life. He noticed that she had reached out and taken his hand, their fingers were laced tightly together on the table top. Their first date had been here, in this pizza place. It had been after a 48 hour shift, and they had still been so jazzed. It was a result of the coffee. They'd also both had an energy drink when Munch's turn to make coffee had come up. Off to the vending machines they'd gone. Elliot and Olivia had had their pizza, and then gone back to her apartment. Elliot had offered his, but hers was closer. So her place it had been.
They hadn't had sex. They'd had a crazy teenager makeout session, with lots of touching. But Elliot had spent the night, and they'd spent the day in her apartment, just being together. They'd binged some of her favorite movies, and some of his favorite tv shows. Like Oz. Which she'd thought it was hilarious that he even liked the show to begin with.
"You remember our first date?" He asked, giving her a smile.
A smile crossed her own face. She of course remembered. It had been so long ago, but it still felt like yesterday. "Yeah, we came here after working for two days." She said, and he gave her a wider smile. He leaned out to kiss her again, and she let him. "I still love you, El." She told him, and his eyes lit up. Even though she knew that that shouldn't be news to him. Olivia brushed hair out of her eyes. "I have always loved you, and you know that. That's why I took it so hard when you were gone." She looked at him, and he gave her an apologetic look. "You don't have to apologize again. I know that you're sorry." She said, waving her free hand. Her other was still entangled with his on the table.
Before she could continue, Calvin Stabler was standing next to their table. She looked up at him. "Calvin?" She asked, wondering how he even knew they were here. "If Uncle Fin told you we were here, he's a dead man." Olivia said, her mouth open in surprise.
Calvin didn't even look at his mother. He looked at his father. "Where the hell were you, Dad?" He asked, Elliot hadn't been officially his father for long before he just left. But he was the only dad Calvin had ever had, and he was always going to think of him that way. No matter how long he'd been gone. And he knew it had been ten years. He was twenty-two, an adult now himself. "And I do want to meet my brother." He said, causing more surprise from his parents. "Look, I talked to Uncle Munch, okay?" No one really called him John, except Fin on occasion.
"You didn't just leave Mom. You left me too." Calvin got why Elliot hadn't contacted him either, he would be tempted to talk to Olivia too. And Calvin got why Elliot had left, in a way. That shooting had been awful, according to his mother. Calvin hadn't been there, but knowing what happened, he could agree it had been awful. "I know you thought you'd be tempted to talk to Mom. Because she's my mom. But you were my dad, and I needed you. You could have at least told us you were leaving." He accused, folding his arms.
That was all exactly what Elliot knew he deserved, and actually less yelling and understanding on Calvin's part than he had expected. He stood, and it registered as regret as he had to let go of Olivia's hand. He knew Calvin wasn't ready for a hug, his arms were folded, so Elliot touched his shoulder and squeezed it briefly before letting go. He knew that Calvin wouldn't have shied away, so he felt it had been a safe move. "I'm sorry, kiddo. I am, I hated that I had to leave you, too."
Elliot felt his blue eyes mix with tears. Calvin was so grown up. "You're all grown up. You're a man. I'm sorry, I'm sorry that you had to do it without your dad." He said, and he thought that there would never be anything that he could do to make up for that. "And you can spend as much time with your brother as you want. And if you haven't kept in contact with the twins, I know they'd love to hear from you." He said, all in a rush to keep himself from breaking down. He didn't want to start crying in the middle of the pizza joint. "Your mom said you don't hate me. And I'm glad that you don't. But I know you've got to be mad, and I don't blame you. You can hate me all you want."
"You're right, I should have told you I was leaving."
Calvin was surprised that Elliot owned up to it. He knew that he could be stubborn. The only time his parents fought was when one or both of them were being stubborn. "I'm pissed as hell at you, but I'm too glad that you're back to not forgive you." He said, and gave Elliot another look. "But Dad, you're not leaving again, right?" He asked, and Elliot assured him that he wasn't. Calvin then rushed at him to hug him. He hugged him tightly, and Elliot hugged him back just as tightly. They stood there for a long moment, and Calvin stepped back. "I'm sorry I crashed your date. I know that you both have a lot to talk about." He said, and then turned and left.
Once out on the street, he decided he'd head to Olivia's. Meet Eli. He really wanted to know his brother.
Back inside, Olivia was brushing hair behind her ear as she turned back to Elliot. She was surprised that Calvin had actually stopped by to crash their date. The waitress came by then, and they ordered their pizza. Meat lovers. Olivia moved to scoot her chair closer to Elliot's. Like it had been the first time they'd come here. Seeing how he'd been with Calvin had always been a turn on for her, and renewed her love for Elliot. Not that she'd ever stopped loving him. She took his hand again, and looked into his blue eyes. "I love how you are with Calvin." She told him, although she was sure that she had told him that before.
This wasn't news to him. Elliot gave her a smile, and reached out to brush hair behind her ear. "I love the kid, Olivia. We agreed to take him in, and I will never regret that decision. What I regret is leaving." Elliot felt a lot better, now that he'd gotten the chance to apologize to Calvin. "I also love you. I'm so sorry. I promise you, I will never leave again. I shouldn't have been gone so long. I know that. And I will never do that to you again. You deserved better than that." He also felt glad that he'd said that. Because it was true.
"You deserve the world, Olivia. And I never felt as happy as when I was with you." Elliot said, and he saw the smile light up her face. She leaned forward to kiss him. He kissed her back, reaching to cup the nape of her neck, his fingers playing in the hair there. She had beautiful hair. He always thought she was beautiful, but he loved her hair when it was longer. He loved running his fingers through it.
Leaning into him, Oliva reached out to touch his chest. She liked to feel his heart beating. He gave her a smile and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Olivia let out a sigh of contentment. She wanted to do as Calvin was doing, and let go of the anger. She was worried about Elliot, but they could work through all of this together. "I want to do what our son is doing, El. I want to let go of the anger. I am really glad that you're back." She said, laying her head on his shoulder. She took a deep sniff. Yup, he smelled like Elliot. Like home. He squeezed her tightly, and Olivia knew that everything was going to be alright in the end. As crass as that seemed, with Kathleen and her baby being gone. And that was truly horrible. But as hard as it was going to be, they'd work through it. Elliot was back. He was hers again. Olivia was going to cling to him like he was a life raft and she was drowning.
And he definitely had PTSD. But as someone who had it herself, she could help him through that too. It would be hard as hell getting him to admit it, but she knew that he did. Lucky that they were together, she would understand how to help him and when his was making him hard to live with.
Now lately I've been living in a world that's black and white
Ever since you left all the colors just drained out of my life
And I'd been going through the motions
I can feel myself slippin' away, slippin' away
I keep thinkin' about that summer, South Daytona Beach
We never left the bed, no never got no sleep
And I been lookin' back and thinkin' bout the way it was
The way we were, we were reckless, so reckless
When I was with you, baby, I was Superman
Yeah we were sky high, there was nothing better
When I was with you, grabbin' that live wire
Where we were Johnny and June in a ring of fire
Now you're caught up in my head like a melody
Of the sweetest summer song that we used to sing
Ooooh, when I was with you, when I was with you
Author's note: SO OMG. BENSLER! I am losing my shit every time we get something new. This was just something that I had to write as a reaction. And OMG THE I LOVE YOU! I SWEAR I THOUGHT I WAS SEEING AND HEARING THINGS. There might be more on that from me, but it would have to be unrelated to this one. We'll see. But I know there will be more Bensler from me.