AUTHOR'S NOTE: This isn't going to have action, just EO. Sorry it's been awhile, I had homecoming to deal with!

DISCLAIMER: Not mine D:

Elliot put the car in park in front of Olivia's building. He looked over at her; she was asleep in the passenger seat. He got out and untangled the girls' car seats from their backseat prison and carried them upstairs; making sure he locked the car door as Olivia slept. Once he got upstairs he realized what a stupid idea this was. He couldn't just leave two babies in an empty apartment.

He pounded on the neighbor's door. He knew Olivia liked this older woman, hopefully she would watch the girls for a few minutes.

"Yeah, yeah hold on I'm coming!" He heard a voice shout from somewhere inside the apartment.

A woman in her early fifties swung the door open and stared blankly at him.

"Um, hi," he started awkwardly, "can you watch Olivia's twins for a minute while I go get her? She fell asleep in the car."

The woman smiled and took the car seats happily, "Oh no problem, I love these little nuggets."

Elliot thanked her as started down the hall towards the elevator. When he finally made it outside, he unlocked the car and slowly opened the passenger side door. He gently lifted Olivia out of the car and closed the door with his foot. He carried her into the elevator and entered her apartment, where he laid her on the bed. He took her shoes, coat, and gun off and set them on the nightstand. Then he went over to the woman's door.

"Thank you so much Ms…"

"Evelyn Moore."

He took the carriers from Evelyn and gave her a ten-dollar bill, despite her protests.

He locked Olivia's front door behind him and then took the babies into the nursery.

The walls were white still, but there were now little shelves all over the place. On the shelves were pictures of the girls and pictures of the team at Christmas parties. There were two white cribs; above one it said Isadora Rayn Stabler Benson in block letters.

His breath caught in his throat. That woman knew just what to do to make him love her. Her looked above the other crib and saw Isabella Rose Stabler Benson. He tugged Dora out of her carrier and changed her diaper, kissing her tummy the whole time. He changed her into a white onesie and placed her into the crib marked Isadora. He swaddled her up tight and kissed her forehead. He repeated the same with Bella. Then he checked in on Liv. She was sleeping on her side peacefully. He took a pillow and blanket from her linen closet and settled onto the couch.

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At about five a.m. he heard one of the babies whimper and he jumped up so Olivia could keep sleeping. He changed diapers and warmed bottles in record time. When the girls were sleeping again, he glanced in at Olivia. She was sleeping on her stomach and snoring quietly. He retreated back to the couch and fell asleep again.

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The first coherent thoughts that filled Olivia's mind when she got up was: I wonder why the girls didn't wake me up? It's nine o'clock in the morning! Are they dead, oh god, what if they were kidnapped again!? She jumped up and ran towards the nursery, but stopped when she heard the microwave going. She headed straight instead of turning right into the girls' room. Elliot was warming up a bottle in the fridge and he was leaning up against the counter with a baby on each shoulder, waiting. She smiled and snuck backwards into the bathroom.

After she got a shower, Olivia went into the kitchen again. Elliot was in the living room sitting on the couch, watching the baseball game on TV. When she got closer, she saw that the girls were sleeping on the couch next to him, a barrier of pillows preventing them from rolling onto the floor. She sat down on the other side of him.

"What are you still doing here Elliot?"

"What, you don't appreciate sleeping in?" He faked hurt.

"No, no, I do, but don't have somewhere to be?"

"It's Saturday. I have nowhere to be Liv."

She fell back into the couch and felt Elliot snake an arm around her shoulders. She leaned in towards his touch and inhaled. He smelled a little stale, to put it nicely, but it was still Elliot. He rested his head on hers. A perfect family, he couldn't help but think.

Yeah! Ok, so now that I wrote this I can take a break for about two days! Go on and click that tempting little mystery colored button right there!