So, we have come to our final chapter. Thank you all for reviewing, it means a great deal to me.
The rest of their weekend was spent much the same way, making love, connecting, sipping champagne, feeding each other chocolate covered strawberries, and just being together. Sunday morning rolled around much too early for the couple and they spent the better part of the morning cleaning up and preparing to bring the children home.
Olivia arrived at Casey's apartment sometime that afternoon. "Come in," she said, opening the door for her.
"Hey," Olivia said as she stepped into her friend's apartment.
"Mommy!" Kayla squealed and ran full force to greet her mother.
Olivia caught her and pulled her up into her arms. "Hey, baby." She kissed her cheek. "I missed you." Kayla snuggled up to her mother and rested her head on her shoulder. "How was she?" she asked Casey.
"Good. Nathan and I took her into the park yesterday. They had a little fair going on and she had a ball."
"That's good. I wish I could stay and chat, but I have to run over to the grocery store and get back to the house to start dinner. Elliot already left to pick up Lizzie and then go get Dickie."
"A bit," Olivia nodded.
"You'll be fine," Casey encouraged as she slid Kayla's overnight bag onto her free shoulder.
"Here's hoping," she replied.
"Did your weekend go well at least?"
Olivia smiled, "It was perfect."
Olivia pulled up in front of their home and turned off the ignition. She sat for a few minutes and took several deep breaths before getting out. She pulled a sleeping Kayla from her car seat only to turn and be met with Lizzie Stabler.
"Lizzie," she smiled. "Nice to see you. Could you excuse me for a minute, I want to put her down, she's extra heavy when she's asleep."
"I can take her."
Olivia's heart began to race. "Oh, no honey. That's ok. I got her."
"I know after what happened you don't really trust me, and I honestly can't blame you but… I'm sorry. Dad and I talked and I realized that I was unfair to you. I want to earn your trust back."
"I appreciate that Lizzie. Thank you."
Lizzie held out her arms for Kayla. "I'll be careful. I promise."
Olivia looked from her daughter to the young teenager that stood before her. She hesitated just a bit before carefully transferring her sleeping child into the young girl's arms. She watched her walk up the front steps and then into their home. She closed the car door then went to the back to begin unloading the groceries. She picked up a few and turned to be met with Elliot's only son.
"Let me help you with that," Dickie said as he took the bags from her.
She stood, slightly in shock at the teenage boy in front of her. He was slightly taller and leaner, but also a bit muscular. His head had been shaven and he stared back at her with his father's eyes. "Thanks… Dickie," she said slowly.
"You're welcome, and it's now Rick, ma'am. Also I would like to apologize for my disrespectful behavior earlier. The way I treated you was out of line, and did not reflect the morals and manners that were taught to me by my mother and father. I hope you can one day forgive me." With that he turned and headed upstairs and into the brownstone just as Elliot was exiting, leaving her in stunned silence.
"Not bad, huh?" he smirked.
"He called me Ma'am." She said still in slight shock.
"He calls me Sir. I think it's kinda cool."
"If that's what you want to call it. I think it makes us sound old."
Elliot grinned. "Why don't you head on in and relax. I've got Liz putting the groceries away and Rick and I can finish up out here."
"K. I'll go in and start dinner, was there anything in particular you wanted to eat?"
"Haven't had your lasagna in awhile."
"Alright, I'll whip some up."
The doorbell rang and Olivia went to answer it. She was surprised when she came face to face with Kathy Stabler.
"Olivia," Kathy said cautiously.
"Kathy," Olivia replied with an edge to her voice.
They both stood and eyed each other for a moment. Kathy smiled awkwardly, "Well aren't you going to let me in?"
"No. You're not welcome here. Didn't Elliot talk to you about this?"
"Yea, but I didn't think he was serious. C'mon Olivia, my kids live here and I have a right to see them anytime I please. I just want to give them some school supplies I bought them."
"I'm not trying to keep you from your children Kathy, I'm trying to keep you from mine. This is my daughter's home and I don't want you anywhere near her."
"Now this is not fair. I always welcomed you to our home when Elliot and I were married."
"Yes, but I also treated you with respect and respected your marriage to him."
"Respected my marriage? He was with you all the time!"
"Yes, for work, but nothing else. I used to cover him at work so he could go home to you, and you repay me by trying to take him back?"
"I love him, Olivia. I always have. If he gives me the opportunity to have him back then I have to take that chance. You would do the same."
"No, because I've loved him for a very long time. If I was that kind of person I would have taken him a long time ago."
"I find that hard to believe when he's come back to me twice now."
"The only purpose you seem to serve is to remind him of what he's missing at home. My home. Look, I'm going to say this one last time. Stay away from my home and my family. If you come back here again, I will arrest you myself for trespassing."
"And I'll have you arrested for assault. You broke my nose remember?"
"Yes, I do. And I can list several attorneys off the top of my head that can have that case thrown out in a heartbeat. Believe me Kathy, I'm not someone you want to mess with. I will take out a restraining order if I have to."
"Olivia, I didn't come here to get into a pissing contest with you. I just came here to see my kids."
"Well, the next time you want to see your kids, you call ahead and make arrangements to meet them somewhere else."
"Olivia, we're both adults here. Don't you think you're being a bit ridiculous?"
"The last time you were here you tried to fuck my husband on my couch, so no, I don't. I have to deal with you because you're the mother of his kids, but other than that I don't have to have anything to do with you, and I don't need to have you in my home or around my daughter. Now, I'm done with this conversation. You can meet with your kids out here on the steps."
She closed the door behind her, and took a deep breath to calm her nerves.
"Liz! Rick!" she called up the stairs. "Your mother's here to see you."
Dinner had been consumed and cleared away in a rather friendly manner. While Lizzie rinsed and put the dishes in the dish washer Olivia took the time to go outside and get some fresh air. She sat down on the steps and watched as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. Elliot came out and sat on the step above her. He pulled her into his warm embrace and kissed the skin on her neck, right below her ear.
"Mmm," she hummed. "I love it when you kiss me there."
"I know," he hummed against her ear. "That wasn't so bad was it?"
"No. It could have been worse."
He tickled her side and she laughed. "I want you to know I talked to them already about the rules we discussed. If you're having any issues don't be afraid to talk to me about it."
He used a finger to tilt her head to look at him. "I'm serious. Don't stop talking to me Liv, don't ever stop talking to me."
"I won't. Just as long as you promise to do the same. And don't stop listening to me, either."
"Sounds good to me." He paused for a moment and watched the slowly setting sun. "I can't get over how much Di-I mean Rick has changed. Could you believe he offered to do all the dishes?"
"I know. His C.O needs to teach a class. I would LOVE to know his secrets. Speaking of which, where's Kayla?"
"With Liz," he replied and felt her body immediately tense up. He rub her back in slow careful motions. "Relax. They're in the living room watching TV. Liz is letting Kayla play in her hair. Everything is fine."
"It's going to take me a while to trust them again El. I'm sorry, but that's just how it is."
"I know. I never expected things to change overnight. Everything is going to take some time."
She nodded. She opened her mouth to say what else was on her mind, but hesitated, afraid that this was a conversation they should save for when they had a mediator. She recalled Elliot's words of reason from the other night, knowing that at some point they were going to have to handle their marriage on their own. "El…" she began.
"Yea," he answered.
"What if I can't get pregnant?" she asked and stared at him seriously.
"You mean what if you've changed your mind and don't want to have a baby anymore?"
"No. I mean what if I can't get pregnant. When I got pregnant with Kayla it seems like the odds were against her conception, and yet she's in a room right behind us. We've been trying for a month now."
"Liv, sometimes these things take time."
"Yea I know El, but what if I can't."
He looked at her skeptically. "Is there something you aren't telling me."
"No, but with my age…the odds…considering how easy I got pregnant with Kayla…I should be pregnant right now."
"That doesn't mean anything."
"But what if it does? What if I can't get pregnant? Are going to leave me?"
"Olivia, all I've ever wanted was you. As long as you're with me and your happy. I'm happy, Liv. If there's no baby… well then there's no baby. But there's still us. That's what I want more than anything. So if you want to change your mind. I know you were never one hundred percent about this."
"I want to try Elliot."
"Yea, but if you ever feel like you don't or you want to wait awhile. Yea, I'll be disappointed, but I'll be ok."
She leaned in and kissed him soundly on the lips. "I want to try."
He kissed her back and then rested his forehead against hers. "Why don't we go inside and share a bowl of ice cream."
"I want my own. You always end up eating most of it, and I don't feel like sharing."
He laughed. "Fine. C'mon." He stood and reached for her hand.
She gave it to him willingly and allowed him to help her up."Can I get chocolate sauce on it?"
"And whipped cream?"
"Ooo. And cherries?"
He paused in the threshold to their home. "Anything you want Liv. You can have anything you want."
She smiled and kissed him once more on the lips. "I love you," she said as they walked inside of their home.
"Love you more," he replied closing the door behind them.
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