A/N: Nope, not mine. Just borrowing them.

A/N: This is the sequel to Like Trees in November/All Will be Well. If it was unclear, Or Just Look Like One and If I Never Knew You ARE the same story, as it is still a crossover. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed my stories. Over 140 combined reviews for the crossover! You guys rock! This story is going to be a Carby and EO (it's here!). Updates will be frequent (every 3-4 days) as I try to finish this before I go away to camp toward the end of June. Twists are to be expected. Enjoy!

The day dawned sunny and bright; even the weather seemed to be celebrating. A warm breeze rustled through the leaves of the trees, making them dance for the sun. It seemed incredible to Abby that would be married today. But it seemed implausible – even impossible – that it was only last week that she had lost her family.

She felt they were rushing into things a bit; after all, they had only just gotten back together. True, Carter had said he wanted to pick up where they had left off and they both knew that he had wanted to marry he when it had ended, but planning a wedding in less than a week was probably some kind of record. But hey, when you had millions of dollar, anything's possible.

Abby also knew the other reason Carter wanted to have the wedding so soon: he wanted Elliot Stabler and his partner Olivia to stay for the wedding. She could tell Carter and the detectives had grown close while the detectives were undercover in Chicago. She herself had found their company comforting and enjoyable. In fact, if it hadn't been for the two of them, Abby was sure she and Carter would never have made it to this day.

A soft knock sounded on the door behind her. "Come in," Abby said.

The door opened, and Susan Lewis entered. Abby saw the reflection in the mirror and smiled. Susan was already dressed for the wedding in a sleek black dress with a pink flower pinned below her left shoulder. Her hair was pulled back from her face in a knob at the base of her neck.

"How're you coming along?" she asked Abby, as she came over to her. Abby was dressed in a white gown that went down to the floor, but her hair was thrown messily around her shoulders. The counter was strewn with various products, but it seemed Abby was struggling.

"All right, I guess," she answered. "You look lovely," she added. She sighed, looking at her hair in the mirror. "I don't know what to do with this," she said, gesturing to her hair. "Any ideas?"

Susan nodded. "Sit down. I'll do it."

"Thanks, Susan, you're a life-saver," said Abby, as she drew up a chair and sat down. Susan picked up the brush and began brushing through Abby's hair. For awhile, Abby was silent as she watched Susan work out the tangles, but then she spoke.

"This is so sudden, you know?"

Susan put down the brush thoughtfully, and then began looking for a comb. "Oh, I don't know," she said. "I always knew you two were going to end up together sooner or later."

"Did you?" asked Abby, with a hint of amusement in her voice.

Susan nodded. "I did. Do you really think waiting a few months or so would have changed anything?"

Abby considered, and then shook her head no, smiling. "You're right, Susan."

'Of course I am," she said. She finished pulling Abby's hair back so that half was up, the other half down, and fastened it with a rhinestoned barrette. She stood back to admire her work. "There; how's that?"

Abby nodded, looking in the mirror. She smiled. "Better, much better. Thanks Susan; I couldn't' have done it without you." She stood up from her chair. "It's one of those things I…" Abby broke off, awkwardly. She swallowed, and then continued. "One of those things I always thought Maggie would do for me."

Susan rubbed Abby's hand gently. "I'm sorry, Abby. It must be hard for you."

"Thanks for always being there, Susan."

Susan smiled. "You're welcome. Now let's get you married!"

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Elliot Stabler froze with his tie only half tied when Olivia entered the room from the bathroom. She wore a silky lavender dress that barely touched the floor when she walked…and somehow managed to show off every curve of her body. Elliot gaped at her. It was astonishing how accustomed her had grown to seeing her in slacks and a shirt…he could only name a few occasions he had ever seen her in a dress, more than one of them being undercover assignments. Elliot thought she looked stunning.

"Where – dress – get – you – did – that?" stammered Elliot. Olivia laughed and blushed at her partner's inability to string together a coherent sentence.

"I bought it at Macy's," she answered, "and your tie's not tied." Elliot jumped and hastily finished tying the knot.

"Cragen knows we'll be back tomorrow, right?" asked Olivia, as she checked the back of her dress in the mirror.

"Uh…yeah," said Elliot distractedly, watching his partner twirl in the mirror. "Yeah. He said congrats to the happy couple as well."

Olivia nodded. "I'm happy for them, too. They'll be good for each other. Don't you agree?"

"Yeah, I…what?"

Olivia frowned. "I asked if you thought John and Abby would make a good couple."

"Oh right, yeah, sure, uh-huh. John loves her a lot."

Olivia narrowed her eyes. "You okay, El?"

Elliot nodded feebly. "Fine, Liv, fine."

"Okay," she said slowly. "What time did she say it started at?"

"What?" said Elliot distractedly.

"The wedding, Elliot," said Olivia exasperatedly. "Are you listening to a word I'm saying? I asked what time the wedding started at."

"Uh…noon, I think."

Olivia checked the clock behind her. "Oh god, Elliot, we've got to get moving. We're going to be late!" Elliot checked the clock. It was 11:30. Olivia quickly grabbed her purse and waited for him impatiently at the door. "What are you waiting for, Elliot?" she asked.

Elliot noticed he was staring at her again. "Nothing…I was just wondering where I left the…map."

"It's in the car, where it always it," said Olivia. "Now let's go."

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John Carter stood nervously at the alter watching her walk down the aisle. The church organ played away as Abby walked in perfect step with the music, her white dress trailing behind her. She looked nervous as well, but he had never seen her so beautiful. This was the day he had been waiting almost three years to get to. He knew when he kissed her for the first time he would love her forever.

She had reached the alter now, and she looked directly at him. He took her hand and they walked toward the priest together. The elderly man smiled at them. The church organ stopped playing at once.

He read through the customary words thoughtfully. Abby and Carter could feel their anticipation rising…any minute now…

"Do you, John Truman Carter III, choose Abigail Lockhart, to be your wife, to respect her in her successes and in her failures, to care for her in sickness and in health, to nurture her, and to grow with her throughout the seasons of life?"

Carter looked directly into Abby's brown eyes. "I do."

The priest turned to Abby now. "Do you, Abigail Lockhart, choose John Truman Carter III, to be your husband, to respect him in his successes and in his failures, to care for him in sickness and in health, to nurture him, and to grow with him throughout the seasons of life?"

"I do."

The priest smiled at the two of them. "Then, by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you, John Truman Carter III and Abigail Lockhart, husband and wife. Congratulations, you may now kiss the bride."

Carter grinned and kissed Abby as the church erupted in applause.

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Olivia and Elliot stood on the side of the large ballroom, watching the couples begin to dance on the floor. Carter and Abby were dancing next to Kovac and another blond woman the detectives didn't know. Susan Lewis was dancing with a large man that was also unfamiliar to them. Elliot turned to Olivia as the song ended.

"Dance with me, Liv?" he asked as a slower song started up.

Olivia looked surprised, but pleased. "Sure," she said. Elliot smiled and took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. He led her over to where Carter and Abby were now waltzing slowly.

"Hey," said Abby as she saw them coming towards her.

"Hi," Olivia responded back. "Having fun?"

"Oh yeah, the turnout's great," Abby answered. She paused as Carter twirled her. Elliot did the same with Olivia. "Are you too leaving very soon?"

Elliot nodded. "We're planning on leaving after the celebration has ended."

"It's a shame you couldn't stay longer," said Carter, "but I suppose New York just isn't the same without two of its finest." The two detectives smiled as Carter and Abby waltzed over to talk to Susan and her mysterious dance partner.

Olivia now looked at Elliot instead. He was a fairly talented dancer when it came to waltzing. His hands were firm enough to support her, yet gentle enough so that they didn't feel too tight. He moved his feet gracefully, almost seamlessly, across the polished floor. She had never danced with anyone that way before.

"You're a great dancer, Olivia," said Elliot to her, as he twirled her from his finger.

"Funny," said Olivia, as she finished the rotation, "I was going to say the same about you. Where'd you learn it?"

Elliot shrugged. "A little bit here, a little bit there. Mostly picked it up from years of experience."

Olivia nodded. He must mean Kathy.

They continued to dance in silence for awhile, watching the other couples going past them. Then Elliot spoke.

"You look really great, Liv," he said.

Olivia smiled widely at him. "Thanks Elliot. You don't look half-bad yourself."

Elliot laughed. "No, Liv, I'm serious. You look beautiful."

Olivia's eyes became serious. "Thank you, Elliot. I'm – I'm really pleased you think so," she finished, nodding at him.

He nodded back at her as the song finished. Carter and Abby were walking towards the platform together; the room fell silent as the people anticipated some kind of speech.

"Well guys," began Carter, as he reached the microphone. "We just wanted to take this time to thank you all for coming. It makes us so happy to know you all love and care about us so much. You really are our family." The doctors, nurses, and Olivia and Elliot applauded.

Abby stepped up to the microphone now; Carter moved aside, still holding her hand. "We also wanted to take this opportunity to bid farewell to two of the guests in this room." She smiled at Olivia and Elliot. "Would Detectives Benson and Stabler please come forward?"

Olivia and Elliot looked at each other, surprised. The walked slowly toward the platform and stopped right in front of it, turning around to look at their fellow guests.

"Detectives Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler of the Manhattan Special Victims Unit," introduced Abby for her coworkers. "You may know them as Jennifer Hooper and Michael Stevens, but it turns out those were just undercover aliases. We'd just like to thank them for their work while they've been here. John and I both know we wouldn't be here right now without them."

The room broke into applause once more, led by Carter and Abby. Elliot and Olivia looked at each other, smiling slightly. Carter continued the speech. "They will be leaving tonight, after the celebration, to return to New York. We will miss them greatly, and hope they come back to visit us again soon."

Olivia and Elliot smiled at Carter and Abby, who were now applauding them again from the platform. "Make sure to say good-bye to them on their way out," concluded Carter. "Well, guys, this is the end. Thank you all for coming, safe drive home, and oh – Abby," he said, turning to her, "one last thing."

Abby smiled and nodded. She took her bouquet of flowers and threw it into the air, aiming at one person in particular. Olivia Benson caught it, looking surprised.

A/N: I will update soon...I'm guessing Wednesday and Friday, but I have an audition on Saturday, so we'll have to see. Everyone, watch the finales this week - both shows look amazing! Oh, and I wrote another SVU obsession quiz. The link is on my profile page. Review!