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Mr and Mrs Stabler walk down the stairs of their beautiful Italian home

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Mr and Mrs Stabler walk down the stairs of their beautiful Italian home. It is a warm morning. Their friends and family have already opened all of the shutters to let in the gentle breeze.

"Mornin' lovebirds," Amanda says as they walk into the dining room. Bernie has prepared a lovely big family breakfast.

"Mama, you did this?" Elliot asks, looking at the spread she has laid out for everyone.

"I did," she smiles proudly, cradling a mug of coffee as she sits at the head of the table.

"I'm surprised you can walk today Liv, it sounded like you really went for it with the wedding night celebrations," Carisi teases, making Liv blush.

"Don't worry, dear -" Bernie smiles. "Everyone has a wild wedding night."

"That's gross," Ivy says as she walks into the room, her blonde curls all wild and messy from sleep. "Hi Mama," she says, wrapping her arms around Olivia.

"Morning, my sweet girl," Liv says, cuddling Ivy and kissing her head. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, Mama? Amanda and Sonny are taking the girls to the beach today. Can we go too?"

"I don't see why not?" Liv says, looking at Elliot, who nods. "We can all go. Make a day of it."

"I'll make more food," Bernie says, and Elliot stills her with his hand.

"You've made more than enough food for now, sit down and enjoy it," he tells her, sitting next to her and taking some of the fresh ham and putting it on a buttered roll.

"We might have to keep you here forever," Liv jokes as she helps herself to some food too.

"Not if we don't take her home with us first," Fin jokes. "The break room needs a chef."

"I'm no chef," Bernie laughs. "I just like to be helpful when I can."

"So," Amanda says, glass of orange juice in hand. "Sonny was talking to the gardener, Aldo? And he said you have a special orchard here because oranges typically grow in Cicily, not Tuscany," she raises her brow. "That could be a serious selling point for this place when you get it up and running."

"We haven't really talked about it," Elliot says, looking at Liv.

"What would you call it? Stabler Orchards? Benson Orchards?" Carisi asks.

"It hasn't really been discussed," Liv says, biting into her roll.

"Bensler Orchards," Ivy says, and they all look at her. "What? I made it up. Cute, right? Like their ship name."

"What does that even mean?" Fin asks, looking at his goddaughter.

She laughs, looking at her mother, who is grinning. "Bensler Orchards, I like it. El?"

"It does have a nice ring to it," he agrees. "You should design us a logo, arty Ivy."

"I can do that!" She claps excitedly. "Oh, mom. Can Francesca come to the beach with us, please?"

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