THIS CHAPTER SPEAKS OF UNDERAGE PEDOPHILIA!!! VERY BRIEFLY AND WILL NOT EVER BE IMAGINED OR WROTE ABOUT SEXUALLY!!! ONLY FOR SPEAKING PURPOSE!!!

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Elliot paced the living room as he waited for Liv to finish her makeup and hair. It was 615 and dinner was at 7. They had to stop by a store and buy a bottle of wine for the dinner too. He was unnecessarily nervous for this. He just stopped an animal smuggling ring and got shot near the heart in the process. He thought long and hard about what he was going to wear as if it was his first date and he was 16 again.

A regular suit didn't seem good enough, especially since Zitnaker loved the color purple. He asked Cragen for permission to use his "Gerald Smith" credit card that had enough money on it for three months undercover expenses for the loft. Cragen was confused as to why Elliot needed a new suit, but gave the okay. The pants and jacket was a deep purple that was almost black, the shirt was a nice lilac while the tie was a light amethyst color.

Liv chose her nice black dress she's tried to wear to her first date that sometimes never happened. A nice pearl necklace that she had and some fake diamond earrings completed her look. Her hair was up in a pretty bun and she just needed to finish her smokey eye shadow. Elliot had gone to the clothing store alone so she had no idea what suit color he picked out.

"Almost done Liv?" he asked as he leaned against the wall near the bathroom door.

"Yeah," she responded, coming out of the bathroom.

Elliot did a double take as he looked at her. She looked so beautiful. She did a twirl and looked at him. "Okay?"

He nodded maybe a little to excitedly and cleared his throat. "Yeah, you look amazing," he complimented her while watching her go get her purse and put on her shoes. He watched as she stretched her let out to slip on the left shoe and groaned inwardly. Next to perfect tanned legs and looked so smooth. He'd caught a quick sniff of her perfume as well. Juicy watermelon was the scent and it went with her body wash perfectly.

This was becoming a very hard assignment simply because of the lust he's started having for Liv. He knew it wasn't reciprocated however, so he had to really hide it as of late. She stood and sighed loudly, satisfied with her look. He smiled and opened the door to the hallway and motioned for her to step out first.

They ended up getting a nice red wine and was there five minutes early. An older gentleman answered the door. Elliot figured it was the butler. "May I take your coat, Ma'am?" He asked formally. Liv looked at Elliot with a cute smile and dipped her head to the older man.

He helped her out of her coat and he hung it up. "Thank you," she smiled as he bowed slightly to her.

"Master Zitnaker is in the study. Follow me," he stated as he started walking down a pale gray hallway. So far it was very sparse in furniture, but nicely decorated what he could see. Elliot held out his arm for Liv to take and he lead them to the room where the butler stood and slightly bowed.

"Ah, Smith, nice to see you," Ross stated as he sat in a high back red and gold chair. It almost looked like a throne. Zitnaker wore a black blazer and an orange dress shirt with white pants. He gave a toothy smile and pulled his phone out. "Thank you Adam, that's all for now."

Zitnaker dialed his phone and waited, bouncing a leg up and down impatiently. "Yes, they're here. Bring the boy."

Elliot sat Liv down on a matching couch that looked very uncomfortable, but beautiful. He'd hate to have to sleep on this sofa if he and Liv were fighting. Kathy. Kathy was his wife. If he and KATHY were fighting. "Mr. Zitnaker, this is my wife, Willow Smith." Elliot smiled as he introduced Liv.

She smiled and dipped her head slightly sheepish. Elliot could tell that she was playing to the part very well already. "Oh, Gerald, how did you land this angel?" Zitnaker asked, looking Liv over three times, licking his lips.

Trying not to bristle at the obvious, he shrugged. "We met around ten years ago in central park. I was jogging one way, she was jogging the other. I ended up looking at my music and she stopped to retie her shoes and we just collided."

Liv smiled and giggled. Zitnaker looked amazed. "And you two have been together for ten years?"

She shook her head. "Not officially. Actually at first I sort of hated him. When he ran into me he fell on my ankle and sprained it pretty bad. He gave me his phone number in case it was broken and I never called him. Fate forced us to have another 'accident' a week later at a coffee shop. I spilled coffee on his very nice seafoam green shirt and we sat down to talk a little while the shop made another coffee for me. I always found him, too proud at times, but I've since wore him down."

Zitnaker nodded. "Hence the odd request?" He asked quietly.

She nodded a couple times while Elliot tried to look awkward. She patted his leg and rubbed close to his crotch. "I obviously excite him a little bit, but he's expressed over the years the unfortunate fact that I'm getting older and he wants someone, young."

Zitnaker nodded, closing his eyes as if he understood all too well. "And Gerald, I don't want to force you out or anything but are you gay?"

Elliot cleared his throat and looked at Liv, unsure. "No, I just have a certain taste for young boys that I want to settle before we start having kids. If I get all this pent up love out now, then I'll be able to focus on our children with no sexual tension."

"Well, Nikoli's bringing the boy, so he'll be here in around 15 minutes."