Just some totally random crackficness. Really goofy. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Not mine!

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Kathy Stabler, looking haggard and disheveled, stormed into the Special Victims Unit precinct. "Elliot!" she screeched.

Dark and brooding (and secretly lusting after his gorgeous partner), Elliot Stabler looked up. He grimaced at the look on her face. "Yes, dear?"

Olivia brushed back a thick lock of chestnut hair, her heart pounding as she gazed at her statuesque partner. Adonis...

Kathy stopped ungracefully at his desk. "I want you out of my house. The kids are grown, but I'll still poison them against you, you bastard!"

She stormed away, laughing evilly.

Clearly upset, Elliot looked at his golden skinned partner. "What am I going to do, Liv?" he wept, helplessly flapping his toned and glistening arms.

Olivia sprung to her feet and wrapped him in her arms. "There, there, El. It'll be okay. You can stay with me, and the kids will eventually fall in love with me and call me Mom!" She stroked his thick hair.

He suddenly smiled. "You're right! I'm better off without that frumpy witch!"

"Yes, you are."

Their eyes met, cobalt on chocolate, cerulean on... well, something else that is dark and beautiful, like Olivia's eyes.

Their lips met in a fiery kiss, causing the world to stop spinning and every bird to sing!

They broke apart, and Olivia sat in his lap. "My place, after work?" she purred.

"God, yes."

They kissed again, and Elliot spun them around in the chair. When they came to a stop, he laid a hand on her belly. "Now you're pregnant with my twins."

Olivia squealed. "Yay! I'm going to be a mommy!"

He suddenly lifted her out of the chair and carried her through the squadroom. Other people appeared, and they began to clap and cheer.

"Olivia and Elliot! Olivia and Elliot!"

Love lifts us up where we belong

Where the eagles cry

On a mountain high

Love lifts us up where we belong

Far from the world below

Up where the clear winds blow

Olivia laughed and kissed Elliot again. They were finally together, and nothing would ever break them apart! (Except maybe a coma.)

In one of the interrogation rooms, Munch lifted his head, and his eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Did you hear that?"

Alex Cabot gasped and shook her head. "No! Now keep doing that!"

Munch grinned wickedly. "Yes, ma'am."

The End... for now.

A/N: LOL, like I said, just some fun crackiness. Thanks for reading, and please review!