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EMILY: Help on a case with a man who tried to kill me but okay.

EMILY: I don't know if him being sexually assaulted is supposed to make me feel bad for his choices, but it doesn't.

LIV: All I can do is apologize. He’s testimony helped put the man away.

EMILY: Down the street. He just told me he's seen you lately, smirked, and moved on with his day with a weird leer.

LIV: There was a case that had to do with an older man who had been taking advantage of young boys... And that some how lead back to Cassidy. He was apparently a victim of this pedophile back when he was younger. He helped nail the guy to the wall, but that’s the only thing that was done/said. I’m not sure why he smirked; other than trying to get a rise out of you.

EMILY: Cassidy. At least he didn't shoot me this time.

EMILY: Ran into an interesting man this morning who told me he's seen you recently.

A step towards their future had fallen exactly three years ago to the day. Olivia remembered it like it was just yesterday; Noah and Oliver's first Halloween together, waddling about the streets of New York, gracing everyone with their cuteness. It was even more special, in a sense, that Emily's parents had shown up to take to the streets with them. Watching Elizabeth try to keep up with rambunctious kids was far too amusing, especially in leggings and sneakers... And then they took them, despite the amount of candy that had and would be excused. She thought it to be the most perfect night, and of course, that notion had been completely solidified as the two made their way up to the roof to enjoy the rest of the night alone. Eyes watered almost immediately as they landed upon carved pumpkins; her now fiancée sitting amongst them. 'Will you marry me?' perfectly carved into orange globes that glowed a practical beacon for their days to come. Halloween 2015 was literally the best days of her life; those including the addition of a tiny human not included, of course.

And here there were; three years later. A lot had happened between then and now. There was love, and there was loss. Those close to the pair were held near and dear. Both women had their walls. Hell, both women had a lot of walls. So, when they were close, they were close. A part of Olivia thought they should wait until there was time to plan the big old extravagant ceremony for those they actually let in, but it was supposed to be a day about them. The fill-in lieutenant was well under the impression that they would be handed their asses once everyone found out they went off to the Justice of the Peace to actually say ‘I do,’ but she couldn’t wait any longer! And she very well couldn’t make Emily wait either. She agreed that a piece of paper wasn’t something needed to confirm who they were to one another, nor did she think they would be incomplete without it. However, she wanted to have the simple pleasure of being able to call Emily Prentiss her wife! She was far more excited than she could ever possibly voice. They were finally going to say those two magical words! 

EMILY: Three years later. The thought still made the woman laugh. Most married within a year of saying yes, but here they were waiting years. Of course, it still didn’t matter to Emily if they ever walked down the aisle as long as they were together. Family and friends were dying for that moment though and she was a bit of a people pleaser. “I think I was the one who mentioned getting married on Halloween so the asking wasn’t needed.” Laughing, she leaned in for another kiss before settling back down on the couch. “You do realize my mother is going to kill us both, right?” A thought that only made her want to do it more. “I’ll make sure the team knows I’m off the books Wednesday through Friday.”

EMILY: Their bodies still fit together rather well considering the ample breasts both women seemed to be blessed with. Honestly, it was a mystery how well they seemed to fit! Of course, having breasts pressed together was always one of the woman’s favorite - or having them pressed against the other in any manner. The kiss was returned; soft and slow. “I would be more than okay with going to the Justice of the Peace, Liv. We just have to have an actual wedding ceremony at some point.” The hand upon the others back fanned out and trailed up as far as possible with the others arm around hers before dragging back down. “I would even suggest Halloween considering it’s when we got engaged…. three years ago.” The last part was said low with a teasing edge.

EMILY: It was disheartening to think of the other having to watch puppy videos to cheer up, but at least they were cute! However, the woman was able to swing right back into SVU due to the large amount of time previous spent there. It was part of who Olivia Benson was. The cheese was unreal bringing laughter and a smile to the woman’s face. “I’m okay if we stay forever fiancee’s, Liv. Truly. Everything is already set up as if we’re married.” Attorneys had made sure of that. “And I know where your heart belongs.”

EMILY: Progression would be a wonderful thing! However, scientific advances have yet to come close to what the women needed to stay close during work days. “The news is depressing now a days.” Which is why Emily chose to watch other things during evenings off. The closeness shared in the current moment was rare so Emily was going to drink it up. Smiles, touches, soft words, it was perfect. The perfect lazy evening. “You are SVU.” Which is exactly why the agent was so worried about the lieutenant back behind a desk. Fears had not been vocalized consider the situation at hand, but it certainly showed every now and again if one truly looks in brown eyes. It was different for Emily. She loved the job but it had never been number one to her. Walking away was easy because number one was at home; her family. It was so much harder for Olivia which was one of the things Emily admired about the woman. As the other turned, her hand trailed to the olders lower back. “lover?” A brow quirked. “Not even a fiancee anymore?” She chuckled. “I suppose we can return rings and get separate homes if you would prefer.” She teased.

EMILY: Being based in NYC would be ideal but then she wouldn’t be running the team she current was. In fact, if NYC had asked her to return there was a higher chance of turning them down just because she didn’t have the time to bond with them like the DC team. “Cars, trains, and planes have become a second home.” She chuckled in an attempt to make light of the situation. It was strange to be away so much but absolutely nothing she could do about it. Well, there was something but the thought wasn’t going to be entertained. “They’re just trying to keep you.” The free shoulder shrugged. “Which is completely understandable considering your skill, intelligence and passion for the job.” Olivia used to breathe SVU. Finger gave a gentle squeeze to the woman side as a sigh of her own escaped. “Monday and Tuesday for certain. If we catch a case it could be longer. However, I trust the team to do a well enough job I can be home Wednesday and Thursday night after leaving the office.” The first two days of the week were generally slammed with paperwork and meetings.

EMILY: “They’ve already tried. They know where I stand.” One shoulder shrugged. As much as she loved the job, which was a lot since she was able to have somewhat normal office hours, she loved her family more. “I’ve got a family and they are more important.” A lingering kiss was pressed to her fiancée’s lips before she pulled back to speak again. “However, I’m not going to leave them stranded without a leader. Rossi refuses to step up and, as much I love the others, no one else on the team is really leader ready. They all go with their hearts too much.” Which is probably why almost every single one had been through hell in the past few years. Another reason Emily was happy to pass up the offer. “You guys are more important.” And that’s what mattered. Fingers spread out across the brunette’s abdomen before dragging to Olivia’s side to hook around. “They wont disband. They just need to regroup. The city needs to figure out their budgets and let you go.” They still had Fin, after all, and that guy was a fantastic leader! Not that Emily would voice that in case her lover was offended by the notion.

EMILY: It was amusing to hear Olivia talking in such manner about Emily’s job. Before, it was the agent silently begging the other to call in sick. My my my how the tables have turned. Lips curled to a smile as a blanket was thrown over their lower halves. One leg settled between Olivia’s two, her elbow pressed against the cushion beneath them to prop her head up, and her hand slipped under the others shirt to rest upon skin instead of just being wrapped around. “They’ll get someone hired soon enough.” She hoped. She stayed behind this past week to work from the office in order to go home at night. A long journey but worth it! “SVU really needs to get to hiring more or disband.” One shoulder shrugged. “I know you don’t want to think about the latter but until they’re sufficiently staffed they know you will stick around.”

EMILY: A soft hum was given in reply to the kiss. As soon as the lieutenant was out of view, Emily rolled to her side which was then pressed to the back of the sofa to make room for the other to lay in front of and beside her. As soon as the brunette was back, an arm wrapped around the others middle and lips pressed to her lovers cheek. "I'm glad it was a short day. I leave for DC tomorrow afternoon." Which meant they had the evening alone together but tomorrow would be spent with the kids and packing for the week. "How do you like being back at work?"

EMILY: A brow arched at the others words and even more at the awkward position. Emily was stretched across the sofa so it couldn't be comfortable for Olivia to sit at the very end just to lay her head in her lap. Half on half off would lead to back pain later. "Babe, go change and then lay with me. That's going to lead to a trip to the chiropractor or massage therapist later." She snickered. "Then we can talk."

EMILY: The loud bellow from the front door caused a brow to shoot up. Surely Olivia knew the children were with her parents. "I couldn't tell by the shutting of the door." She deadpanned, still laying on the couch so unable to see the brunette, with a smile on her face. The remote was grabbed from the table to pause the murder mystery while she waited for the other to round the couch. "How was work?"