A/N: Dear readers (if there still are any), just know that I'm sorry for the long hiatus. My writers block has been bad these past months (many months; years even), but I hope you enjoy this short chapter I just put together for you!
BENSON-EVANS RESIDENCE
QUEENS, NEW YORK
The past month had been quite blissful between the couple. They fought less, were much more affectionate, and the kids were happier seeing their parents in such a happy place with each other. That is up until one night on a late Friday evening when a drunken Elliot came stumbling up to the Benson-Evans' front door, banging as loudly as he can.
Heavy footsteps could be heard coming from inside the house, approaching the door. When the door finally opened, Carlisle was standing in the doorway.
"Ahh, Carlisle!" Elliot exclaimed, placing both his hands on the other man's cheeks. Carlisle shrugged them off.
"Elliot, what are you doing here? It's almost midnight!" Carlisle asked, sounding rather annoyed.
"I...came here...to tell you...something," he drunkenly dragged his words out. "I felt...it would be better...coming from me." he said. Carlisle sighed.
"Elliot you're drunk. Go home." he said.
"NO!" Elliot exclaimed, loudly. "Where's Olivia?! She needs to be here for this!"
...
Olivia, upon hearing the commotion downstairs, came to check. She had reached the bottom of the stairs when she heard her husband say.
"Elliot, I don't have time for your drunken ranting. My wife and kids are in there sleeping, and if you don't go now, I WILL throw you out..." Carlisle seethed through gritted teeth.
Seeing Elliot standing there, Liv stopped in her tracks. Elliot almost immediately spotted her and looked her straight in the eyes when he said the next words:
"I fucked your wife in our squad car."
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