Another E/O story

Daddy is Home

Olivia sat in the living room with the kids. They were all scattered around the room, along with their toys. Callie walked up to her and held her stuffed dog in her arms and cradled him like a baby.
"When is Daddy coming home?"
Olivia turned on her phone, he was supposed to be here an hour ago.
"Honey, Dad is coming right now. Just wait he'll be here."
Her blue eyes lit up "And I can show Daddy my drawing?"
"Yes, baby you can. It's on the fridge if you want to grab it"
She squealed with excitement, and disappeared into the kitchen.
Olivia called Elliot then walked into a different room.
"Where are you, they have been waiting all week to see you. I swear to god, I'm not telling them that you're "Busy" and that you aren't going to see them. Be here."
She walked back to the living room, Callie zoomed past her, holding her picture.
She began to show her siblings how good she colored.
Olivia turned her attention to outside the front door. The muffled sound of keys jiggling.
oh great, he's here.
He bursted through the door, then threw up his hands. "Heyyy"
In a matter of seconds the girls were in his arms. They all had a variety of things that they held in front of him, shouting for his undivided attention. After what seemed like a painful 10 minutes, they went back to playing with their toys.
Elliot walked towards Olivia leaned in for a kiss. She stopped him half way, and put her hand on his mouth. Pushed him as she stepped away into the bedroom. She could feel El getting confused, then upset.
"Okay..?"
Liv didn't look back. He then gave his attention to his children, Elliot swung his jacket off and threw it on the couch. Kicked off his shoes in the mean time. He took the responsibility of looking after them, by the looks of the empty pizza box on the table, they already ate.
He clapped his hands together, then asked Noah "So how was your day?"
He shrugged his shoulders, then said
"It was fine"
"You didn't do anything fun, or.."
"School was fun, I guess" He looked back down at his plastic Dinosaur
Geez, have I been gone that long? Elliot thought to himself, Noah used to have fun with him, now it seems as if he was the hated stepfather. He was only 7,it shouldn't be that hard to connect to him.
"How about you, princess?"
Elliot said as he pulled Tessa in his lap.
She seemed over whelmed and had a bunch of things to say. All that came out were half finished sentences.
"A-and I drew a picture for you"
Elliot smiled and gave her praise
"Wow, that's beautiful. Are you sure you drew this?"
"Yep, all by myself." She gave him a smug look, that reminded him of her mother.
Callie dropped her dog then yelled as she ran over.
"HEY!! I drew a picture for daddy, you copied me!"
"Woah girls, I love both of your drawings. They both are really good"
Callie crossed her arms "No, you just like mine, because you feel bad."
He rose on eyebrow, then held her close.
"I love both of yours." He planted a kiss on both of their cheeks.
"I love it so much, I'll take it to work and show everyone how talented my girls are."
They both have him the drawings, and he proceeded to open his brief case, put them in there carefully.
An hour past and they all seemed sleepy.
He gestured his hand to the bedroom
"Come on you guys it time for bed"
He looked at his watch Jesus, it's 9:43
"It's way past your bed time"
They all stood in one place, and yawned contentiously. He sighed loudly
Elliot picked up he girls, and gently placed them in their beds.
Next was Noah. He picked him up, and put in him in his bed. Elliot pulled the cover over him, and kissed his forehead.
He opened the master bedroom door, and started to take off his tie.
Olivia walked in with a towel wrapped around her, and her hair was tied in a loose pony tail.
"I'm not sure about Noah" Elliot said
"He's been acting differently towards me, when I walked in he didn't seem surprised at all. What happened"
Olivia's voice carried from the closet into the room.
"A boy knows when his mom is hurt"
"Hurt?"
She walked in wearing sweats and a tank top.
"El, baby come back to bed" Olivia impersonated the petite voice.
Elliot looked her dead in the eye, and stood up.
"What are you doing?"
"I should be asking that question. Your dirty mistress can't control the volume of her voice"