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Someone Like You
by Dr Squidlove
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Oz/Law & Order: SVU crossover

Tobias Beecher's trying to rebuild his family in the shadow of the man he was in prison. Elliot Stabler's struggling to continue in the wake of divorce while his job eats away at his soul. It makes for an odd friendship, but it works.


Rated R for violence and explicit references to sexual violence.

Wordcount this post: 3478

Full headers are on chapter 1.

Oz is the property of Tom Fontana and HBO. Law & Order: SVU is the property of Dick Wolf and NBC. The characters are used without permission, but with much appreciation.


Someone Like You
chapter 53: Headaches

by Dr Squidlove

Previously, in chapter 52, Zombie:
Olivia woke up, and seemed okay. Mostly okay.
Elliot was glad to be kicked out of the hospital to spend a night in Toby's tender care. Toby was glad to do some, uh, caring.
Toby managed to keep Elliot around for breakfast, and though he didn't manage to wrangle an invitation to lunch with Kathleen or an explanation of Elliot's work troubles, he did leave Elliot at least considering a family trip to Vermont. Maybe not the skiing.


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Elliot settled at a back table with a couple of subs and a couple of sodas. The place was a dive, but it was close to the hospital, and Olivia's day nurse had told him it wasn't known for food poisoning.

Toby wanted him to come skiing. It was the first time Olivia had laughed since she woke up.

Elliot thought ploughing in on Toby's rare time with Harry was a bad idea. He thought Harry seeing Elliot climb into Toby's bed five minutes after meeting him was a terrible idea. And he didn't understand why Toby was pressing for all this when he couldn't even say he loved Elliot. Why would you drag a stranger into your kid's life if it didn't mean something? Elliot wanted to remind Toby that he was smoothing things over with his own kids before Toby had to face them, suggest maybe he should do the same with Harry, but it sounded cowardly to say it out loud.

On the other hand, the idea of a weekend away with Toby, far from the city - far from the rapists and paedophiles - had its appeal.

Elliot still wanted to talk to Toby. He wanted to tell him why Cragen was pushing him out, why Vermont didn't sound like a terrible idea. He needed to make Toby understand that finding out about Chris Keller had been like putting a name to the worst parts of him, and it was eating him up.

But not right now. Right now, work felt far away, and Olivia was enough to be dealing with. Olivia and lunch with Kathleen and figuring out how he was going to reach Dickie and Elizabeth.

"Hey Dad. Brought your clothes." Kathleen dropped the gym bag by his feet and kissed his cheek and gave him a hug before she took her seat. It meant more than she knew.

"Hey, Kathleen." She pushed off her furry cap and shook out her long, honey-blonde hair and took a long drink from her water glass. Her cheeks were rosy from the wind outside, but she was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot. "How are you?"

"Fine. How's Olivia?"

Kathleen was hung over. Elliot bit his tongue before he could say so. "Doing better." Olivia was starting to get sick of Elliot. "The Doc says she might be allowed to go home in a few days." If there was someone around to stay with her - he hadn't broken that news to Olivia or Toby yet.

"Has she got her memory back?"

"The doctor said she probably won't ever remember the fall, but she's following conversations better. She sounds more like herself." She wasn't the Olivia he knew, but her confidence was creeping back. Warner and her doctor were starting to sound more confident too, when they talked about a full recovery. "It's going to be weeks before they even consider letting her back on light duties. She's going to go stir crazy."

"I'll bet. I'm trying to imagine you with a month on your hands."

"It wouldn't be pretty."

Were they really going to sit here and pretend they didn't both know Kathleen had been out getting drunk again? He didn't get anything out of yelling at her; he couldn't ground her when he didn't live with her and it wasn't like it had worked so far. He wanted to storm home and tell Kathy to do something about it but it wouldn't get him anything but a fight. He wanted to drag Kathleen out to meet Lisa, show her the dangers girls faced from scumbags in bars but he didn't want his world in her head. He was helpless. And he was scared to start a fight with Kathleen when he was desperate for her to give Toby a chance.

It was chickenshit to talk about everything but the two biggest issues, but he prodded her until she talked about her friends, and a little about what was going on at school. Elliot was happy to grasp for the reassurance that his relationship with Toby wasn't going to be the only thing she cared about, but it was on his mind as they talked their way through everything but the elephants in the room, and as their sandwiches disappeared and the conversation trickled off, he finally had to ask.

"Do you want to talk about why you got drunk last night, or do you want to talk about Toby?"

Her eyes widened. "Your new boyfriend? I've been told to keep my opinion to myself."

Toby, then. Elliot wondered if it was Maureen or Kathy who'd talked her down. "Not by me. You say what you need to."

She considered for a moment. "The Church says homosexuality's a sin."

"Are you going to tell me your personal life is in line with Vatican policy?"

He could have bitten his tongue off for taking such a cheap shot at his seventeen year-old daughter, but Kathleen thought it was funny.

"Do you really have a problem with gay people?" It was still an effort to say the word.

"Of course not!"

"Maureen said you might."

"Did she? Is that why you kept it a secret?"

"No. I told you-"

"Maybe I thought that when I was twelve. What I have a problem with is you keeping secrets with Maureen. Since August."

"Kathleen..." He understood why it upset her, but he wished she'd get over it. He couldn't fix it now. "I told her because she asked me straight out. I was going to tell the rest of you, but things came up and I didn't. Now I've told you."

She picked up one of the spare straws off the table and slowly tore off the wrapper. "And I have a problem with you lying to Mom all these years."

Pow. Like a punch straight to the gut. "You really believe that? I wasn't... I loved your mother, Kathleen."

She pushed her hair back off her face, looking guilty. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't be talking about this while Olivia's in hospital. Can we talk about something else?"

"Do you really think the four of you and how you're all taking this isn't keeping me awake at night? I'd rather get it out there." He had Maureen; if he could get Kathleen onside, the twins would follow. "Just say whatever it is you want to say. Ask whatever's on your mind."

That was an invitation Kathleen could never turn down. She put her elbows on the table and looked him straight in the eye. "I don't believe you. You don't just like women one day and men the next."

Elliot still didn't know if it was 'men' or just Toby. The things he did with Toby, he didn't want to do with anyone else. The idea of being with another guy felt almost as alien as it had before his feelings stirred for Toby. Another item on the list of things he was never going to discuss with his daughter. "You don't think you'll ever change?"

"Not into a lesbian."

Elliot swallowed. "If you ever do, I'll still love you just as much as I do now."

She cut him a look. He wasn't going to get anywhere playing the good dad. He didn't know if she'd like Toby, but he was sure Toby would like her.

"It wasn't your mother one day and Toby the next. It wasn't... easy."

"Is being gay new for him, too?"

Elliot could have done without the sarcasm, but he wasn't fighting that battle here. "No. But it was a mid-life thing. He was married once, like me."

"Until he left his wife for a man?"

"She died."

"Oh." A flash of shame. "I'm sorry."

"He had a lot of bad years. He buried his wife, his son. And his father." He was going to make sure all his kids knew that much, before they met him. It wouldn't hurt if it earned Toby a little sympathy.

"Maureen said you've met his daughter."

"Holly."

She folded her arms. "How does she feel about her dad turning gay?"

"She's happy he has someone." Still not so happy about who it was, but she was getting over it.

"Isn't that nice for her."

"Yes, it is nice for her. And it's nice for Toby, to have her support." He winced. He'd promised he wouldn't snap at her. "Look, Kathleen... I know we fight about a lot of things, but I need you to cut me some slack on this. I don't know what I would have done without him this week. He means a lot to me, and you all have to fit together somehow."

Kathleen's eyes narrowed. "So like it or not, I just have to get over it?"

"That's not what I-"

She rubbed her head, looking exhausted. "You want to know why no one's turning cartwheels for you? You made Mom cry. And now you're just dancing off with someone new, and she's still alone. It's not fair on her."

There was no one in the world to match Kathleen for making Elliot feel like a scumbag. He couldn't pretend his kids hadn't heard the fights and tiptoed through the frosty silences. "I'm not the one who ended the marriage."

"Yes, you are. You checked out. She's just the one who filed the papers. We live in that house, remember? We're not deaf and I'm not stupid. You made Mom cry."

He did. He was never going to excuse it, and he was never going to win any points telling Kathleen how much Kathy hurt him as well, and especially not when Kathleen looked on the verge of tears herself. "I didn't go looking for this. When your mother left I didn't..." He shook his head. He didn't want Kathleen to know what a fucking mess he'd been. "I buried myself in work. I wasn't painting the town red. It was a big deal to even make a friend." A year ago Elliot hadn't seen a future at all, and now he was getting excited by the idea of a long weekend with Toby and his kids in Vermont.

Kathleen sipped her drink, played with her straw, getting her composure back.

"You're probably right. I don't deserve this. I didn't earn it. It just is. I fell into it and I'm lucky as hell." He was going to do it. As soon as he sorted Thanksgiving custody arrangements with Kathy, he was booked.

"I didn't say you didn't deserve it," she said quietly.

They fell quiet, and Elliot wished he knew how to bridge the gap. He'd been through all the usual stuff with Maureen, but in the end Maureen had always known he was on her side. With Kathleen, it was like a switch flipped when she was fifteen, and she hadn't trusted him since.

She let her hair fall forward to hide her face, and suddenly Elliot was looking at Weber's last victim, huddled on a bed and too ashamed to tell her father. It felt like someone put a vice around his ribs.

"Kathleen... I just want to make sure... If something ever goes wrong, I need to know you'll call me."

"Sure."

"I mean it. When you got that DUI last year I should have been your first call. If you ever get pulled up by the police again, or if someone ever... If you ever get hurt, you..."

"Dad..."

"If you ever find yourself in a crack den in Bolivia or you just need a ride home from Montauk at two in the morning, even if I'm mad about something else, you call me and I'll be there. I want to be there. You know that, right?"

"I know."

"Even if I'm angry about you being in Bolivia."

She rolled her eyes.

"I mean it. Tell me you understand."

She finally looked at him properly, and said, "I understand."

"I love you."

She heaved a little sigh, embarrassed. "Love you too, Dad."

Elliot sat back, satisfied he'd made his point as well as he could. He wouldn't know if she trusted him until the next time.

"So when are we going to meet this guy?"

"Soon." He ignored her look. He'd introduce them when she could ask that without it sounding like a threat. Toby had been through enough shit in his life without facing Kathleen's wrath.


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Elliot put Olivia's bag down in her bedroom and stood to see her staring in the mirror with big, sad eyes. "I look like hell."

The shadows under her eyes and the shaved half of her head had all blended in with the white gown and the hospital decor of the past few days, but here in her own space, in jeans and a blouse, without make up, it looked ridiculous. "I wouldn't have guessed punk rock could be your thing, but I think if you get a couple of piercings, you could carry it off."

He won a wry look. It wasn't a smile, but it was a good start. "Thank god it's winter, and I can wear hats."

"You could shave it all, start over."

"Maybe." She frowned at her reflection, looking like she was actually considering the idea, and then she hissed and lifted her hand just short of her surgery scar, fisting and flexing her fingers.

"Don't scratch."

"It itches."

"Yeah, but at least you're not barfing anymore."

"Elliot..."

"I'm going."

Elliot left her to it.



Olivia came out in sweats and a baggy flannel shirt. "What are you doing?"

Elliot dropped the blanket on the arm of the couch. "I'm sleeping here."

"The hell you are."

"You're outranked."

She gave him a look that made his skin prickle and his balls creep up. "You're pulling that shit on me?"

"Not my rank." Elliot realised he had his hands up like me might have to ward off blows. "The doctor's. She said you could go home as long as there was someone with you." He spread his arms. "Ergo, me."

"One of us is going to kill the other."

"That's a chance we'll have to take." He kept one eye on her as he dropped the spare pillow into a pillowcase. "You own flannel?"

"Shut up."

He threw the pillow on the blanket and backed off towards the phone and the stash of menus. "What's your mood?"

Olivia sat stiffly and rubbed her forehead, defeated way too easily. "Just get a pizza."

"Do you have a headache?"

"I can't remember what it's like not to have a headache. But right now I'm giddy at the idea of eating something that isn't hospital food, so don't bother to tell me to go to bed."

Elliot wasn't feeling that courageous. He went and ordered a vegetarian, came back to the couch. She was sitting back with her eyes closed, breathing evening out.

"I'm awake." Barely.

When her eyes opened he sat beside her. "I'm staying here for the next few days. I'm going to count out your pills and make you follow doctor's orders. I'm going to keep an eye on your dressing. I'm going to do your laundry. Get used to it."

She looked the least impressed at the idea of Elliot going through her laundry. "Don't you have a family to worry about? Isn't Toby wondering where you've gone?"

"My kids are doing fine, and Toby understands. He saw you in the hospital." When Olivia was back on her own feet he'd make it up to Toby - if Olivia hadn't killed him. This much time together was a lot, even for them, and Elliot talking as much as he had was off the charts. But the doctor had said no TV, no reading, no exercise, and that meant Elliot was all that was left to distract her from wondering whether she still had a career.

Olivia reached to scratch her head, growled and twitched and picked up her pile of mail instead, flipped through the first few and tossed it all back on the coffee table. "I was in there for... How many days?"

"Four."

"Four days. How did the insurance paperwork and bills beat me home?"

"Do you want me to take care of it?"

She slouched back and closed her eyes and waved it off. Later. She looked ready to sleep already. She'd slept all morning, and she was wiped out by the effort of packing her things and coming home. Elliot was about to get up when she opened her eyes again. "Did you say..." Elliot was getting familiar with the way her nose wrinkled when she was searching through fractured memories. "Did Toby meet Captain Cragen?"

"Yeah. The first night." When she was still hooked up to all the machines, and Elliot didn't know if she was going to wake up. "Toby's been... great through all this."

"How was that? Him and the captain?"

He'd told her the story a couple of times already, but he was getting used to repeating himself. "Awkward." Mostly awkward in Elliot's own head. "Nah, it was fine. Cragen tried to pull Toby into bullying me to go on vacation."

She looked at him for a long time. "Have you talked to Toby? About why Cragen's pushing you?"

Elliot didn't answer. He was going to; he just hadn't had a chance yet.

"Elliot... You're divorced because you wouldn't let Kathy in. Do you really want to make the same mistake with Toby?"

He wasn't going to make the same mistake with Toby. He just hadn't got there, yet. He'd been kind of distracted this week.

She heaved a sigh. "You haven't stopped talking in days. Why stop now?"

"I can't talk about this with you."

She went to push her hair back behind her ear, cringing when she hit gauze instead. "I just spent days sitting on bedpans, and now you're threatening to wash my underwear. You're really going to play the privacy card?"

Fair point. There was a fifty percent chance she was going to forget half this conversation anyway. Elliot braced himself. "It's different with Toby."

"How?"

"With Kathy it was about keeping all the horror we deal with away from... I didn't want her tainted with all the dirt we wade through. Lying awake picturing the shit we see every day."

She nodded. She knew all that. She took up the thread. "But Toby's already lived through it. You see him in the victims, the parents of victims. You can't distance yourself the way you used to."

"It's not that. Not just that." That part Elliot had learned to deal with. He stared at the carpet, but he could feel Olivia's eyes on him. She would choose now to stay awake and follow a conversation. "Toby's last... This guy he was with was... bad. A really bad guy."

She pulled her feet up to curl under her. "Is that who abused him in prison?" It wasn't often Liv used that voice on him, the one she used for victims.

"No. Yes. It wasn't that simple."

"Hardly ever is."

Sometimes it was. Elliot liked when it was simple. "I mean the guy wasn't serving time for jay walking."

There was a long quiet. Elliot didn't want to betray any confidences, but holding all of this in was half the problem.

He heard her inhale, the moment she figured it out. "Those photos. That's who Toby was protecting. He had a relationship with the man who murdered those men." Another minute to follow the thought. "That's why you're having trouble in interrogations. It's not the victims you're identifying with. It's the perps."

It felt like the first full breath Elliot had taken in a long time. Olivia got it. Olivia got him. He looked at her. "Haven't I always? Isn't that why I'm so good at the job?"

"Elliot..."

"Yeah." She knew it was true. He slumped back against the couch.

"You're good at the job for a lot of reasons. Because you're smart and when you get your teeth into a problem you don't let go. Because you care about the victims, because you use your anger to fight for justice."

"Because no one in SVU can befriend a rapist or scare the shit out of a suspect like I can."

"You're not like them, El."

He stood. He hadn't been fishing for reassurances. He didn't know what he wanted from her, but he felt like an asshole whining about his life when Olivia had just had her head stapled up. "Do you need anything? I'm gonna take a shower before you hog all the hot water."

The worry was still in her eyes, but she reached for his pillow and curled up ready to nap. "You'd better be quick. Don't expect me to answer the door for the delivery kid."


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end chapter 53


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S.

Date: 2015-03-02 07:13 pm (UTC)
vanillalime: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vanillalime
I know I've mentioned this before, but I just love your "previously"s at the beginning of each chapter. They always crack me up.

I think Toby might be able to handle Kathleen a little better than Elliot gives him credit for. It sounds like Kathleen could use a little heart-to-heart talk with someone who can tell her all about the horrible consequences that can arise from irresponsible drinking. If nothing else, at least she might be happy to learn about some of Toby's secrets before Maureen.

I'm not familiar with the canon Stabler children (I actually thought Kathleen was the oldest until a few chapters ago), but I can't hate on Kathleen too much. Divorce is hard on most families, and it sounds like she was the one hurt most by her parents' break-up. I don't particularly blame her for taking her mother's "side," but she needs to learn to move on like her parents are trying to do.

I like how Elliot's using Olivia's temporary memory lapses to his advantage, compelling him to open up a little more. That could be a convenient trick in Real Life.

Date: 2015-03-03 12:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sahem62896.livejournal.com
I agree with Vanillalime; I think Toby and Kathleen will hit it off just fine. I also think that one of Elliot's kids will bond really well with Harry... Not sure why, but I have a feeling it'll be one of the twins. Dickie, perhaps.

Date: 2015-03-04 12:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

I love your speculation! Thanks sahem!

Check back after the end to review your predictions...

S.

Date: 2015-03-05 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sahem62896.livejournal.com
Oh... and as for Holly? I think she will re-bond with Elliot quicker than she will bond with his kids.

Date: 2015-03-04 11:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

Thanks, vanillalime!

The previouslys are fun to write. No compulsion to make them beautiful or layer in meanings. :-)

I think you might be right about Toby and Kathleen. Perhaps he needs to remember Toby is a survivor...

I took me a long while to like Kathleen on the show. Maureen was the one who got screentime in her early-mid teens, but always seemed close to Elliot. Then Kathleen became the focus in her late teens, and she was the obnoxious wild child. I came around to like her, but mostly her episodes made me like Maureen more, for all her eyerolling at Kathleen's drama. But Kathleen was definitely the most likely to point out Elliot's flaws, which might be the real sticking point in their relationship.

I've muttered to... I can't remember which commenters, about my fascination for how outsiders have very narrow views on romantic couples, and it's just as true of the kids. They have extra perspective from being in the house, with a window to all those intimacies, but in other ways kids have such a lop-sided view of who their parents are and should be.

S.

Date: 2015-03-02 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mazephoenix.livejournal.com
Intriguing..Olivia figured out about Chris like the smart detective she is. Uh oh-Kathleen-is trouble.
Great chapter.

Date: 2015-03-04 12:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

That's the big trouble with being a detective: Elliot is surrounded by detectives.

Thanks maze!

S.

Date: 2015-03-02 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com
Poor Elliot! Having talks about his emotions is SO hard for him. Still, it's a necessary evil.

Date: 2015-03-04 12:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

I know, right? His repression is so cute!

Thanks mulder!

S.

Date: 2015-03-03 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] he1vetia.livejournal.com
Aww, I like E and Olivia together. I was hoping E would unburden himself to Olivia but I guess his shame got the better of him. Poor emotionally constipated Elliot. I like the conversation with Kathleen too, lots of mixed emotions, I've had dealings with persons with drinking problems amongst other things, it's exasperating and in the end I have to let go for my own sanity. It's a good thing I will never have children.

Date: 2015-03-04 12:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

Thanks helvetica! I always love when Elliot and Liv get a little closer. Give Elliot some time; she's pretty good at prodding.

Emotionally constipated, oh, that's awesome. And true.

I don't have kids, but I work with them. Trying to police them and befriend them at the same time is a near-impossible task. And then when you mix that into what is totally normal teenager behaviour that parents really wish wasn't, it's a wonder parents don't just give up and move out.

S.

Date: 2015-03-03 12:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sahem62896.livejournal.com
It's interesting how, once again, the story has shifted back to Elliot dealing with his "inner Chris" more than Toby's dealing with what he thought he saw in Elliot before. In some ways it's almost like the whole reason for their paths crossing and was for Elliot to start assigning a name and a face to the monster that sometimes comes out in the interrogation room and that the whole reason he fell in love with Toby (and I do believe he in love) is because Toby seems to know how to survive that kind of a monster. It puts a very new twist on the title of this story... in each case the "You" in that story is Mr. Keller himself. Crazy how he can manipulate things even in his death.

Date: 2015-03-04 05:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mazephoenix.livejournal.com
Intriguing idea. I hope they still get a happy ending. Wonder how Toby'll exorcise the ghost of Chris for good?
I hope he can.

Date: 2015-03-05 01:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sahem62896.livejournal.com
I actually don't think Toby's role is to exorcise Chris; I think it's about showing Elliot how to survive "Chris" and/or live with it. I mean, let's face it... that's what Toby has had to do, isn't it?

Date: 2015-03-05 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mazephoenix.livejournal.com
Let's hope so.

Date: 2015-03-04 12:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

Oh, sahem, I am so happy you're along to offer thoughts like this. Seriously, you don't know how happy this comment makes me. It's a thread I've had running in the background from the start, but it has less nudity so it's less noticeable than some of the other threads. :-) I'm so glad you've picked it up.

This has been one of the very rare story titles I've been genuinely happy with. It's got that obvious meaning, but it also works with so many perspectives on so many characters.

S.

Date: 2015-03-05 01:02 am (UTC)

Date: 2015-03-04 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wycombe.livejournal.com
This conversation between Elliot and Kathleen was super! You can see her straddling that gray area between a self-centered adolescent and a responsible empathic adult. I suspect she is has a wicked sense of irony that will make her fun to know as time goes on, especially when she and Toby meet. A gold medal smartass. I was gratified that Elliot was able to show some restraint, because it gave Kathleen the space to reveal more of herself and engage in a real conversation than could never happen in one of their typical confrontations. The give and take on that was great. Elliot’s tunnel vision regarding the 2 elephants in the room is understandable. But I don’t think he properly savored the fact that his 16-year-old daughter opened the conversation by asking after Olivia. Olivia may not be an elephant, but she isn't an incidental either. I give Kathleen points for that. Wonderfully written and a joy to read, multiple times. Such a quantum leap forward for both of them.

Likewise, the conversation between Elliot and Liv. I loved it when Liv said, “How was that?” So wonderfully direct. It’s great the way they crack on each other. Elliot and two great conversations in a single chapter. What a treat.

Now, this Thanksgiving vacation. Elliot’s opening reservations about joining Toby and the kids in Vermont are well founded. No matter how much Toby is looking forward to being with both of his kids in this place of fond memories, it will be a challenging weekend. I’m surprised he didn’t ask his mother to join them when he first had the idea, especially if she seemed unhappy about missing Thanksgiving with her family. He really needs another adult with whom Holly and Harry feel comfortable to help him with this, because those kids are going to be very high maintenance during this trip.

Too many expectations are riding on this one weekend. Did I read it right that there are going to be some skiing lessons? Has anyone done any work with Holly and the extreme distress when she has with her brother? I hope it turns out that she and her counselor have been confidentially doubling down on that problem while we have been distracted by other goings on. Elliot is quite right to think that this is absolutely not the right place or time to spring this on Harry. Just the logistics of this vacation, especially since Toby doesn’t drive, will be difficult enough without the emotional baggage that will be along for the ride, with or without Elliot. My seatbelts are fastened. Bring it on.

Date: 2015-03-04 02:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com
Hey wycombe!

Thank you!

Yes, yes, that's exactly why I find teenagers so fun and interesting. So often they're portrayed as awful, but I love watching them get their hands around the complexity of adult life. That's kind of how Kathleen evolved on the show: a terribly obnoxious teen, who eventually grasped some nuance. Elliot and Kathleen have a stormy relationship, but there's definitely a real bond there, that will survive the more difficult years.

I just adore the Elliot-Olivia friendship, that they can tease each other and snap at each other and call each other out. I'm so happy if I'm capturing a bit of that.

I'm glad you all aren't dismissing Elliot as a negative Nellie for holding out. Toby's jumping in the deep end, and so much could go wrong. Or maybe Toby's right and it will be easier if it all goes wrong at once. :-D

Victoria has more family, remember. Toby can haul his family off for the holiday, but it might be weird to pull the matriach out of the festivities. But that's okay, because Toby wants to bring another adult - Elliot! And then everything will be fine!

S.

Date: 2015-03-15 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iskra667.livejournal.com
I liked the bit about Kathleen being concerned about her divorced parents getting each a fair share after they split up. At her age, she's less likely to be upset about the separation per se, unlike Elizabeth, but more about perceiving that her mom got more of her fair share of hurt in the process.

And I loved the bromance between Elliott and Olivia. It's refreshing they share such a deep bond and there's nothing sexual about it.

Date: 2015-03-19 08:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drsquidlove.livejournal.com

I find it incredibly frustrating that the stories our society tells about divorce are always about how it ruins children's lives, or that there's something wrong with adults who don't make their marriage last to death. So it's very important to me that my divorce stories are positive ones, but that doesn't mean everyone's necessarily all happy about it. It's complicated, and everyone involved is going to have a lopsided perspective on it.

Hooray for platonic Elliot/Olivia! I could enjoy reading a romantic or sexual story, but I really love them best as best buds. (The only bunnny I've ever played with was Elliot's terrible regret after they sleep together.)

Thank you iskra!

S.

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