Olivia took the fourth deep breath as she made her way down the 16th prescient hallway, now just exiting the elevator. She didn’t think it would be this nerve wracking when she thought about doing all this, this morning.

Finally, for the third day in a row Olivia got to wake up in her won bed, not one of those rock hard cots that the animal activists all slept on that were almost as bad as the ones they had at the squad room.

But who cares about the prescient cots? She was home at last, now she could jump back into sync with her life, get it together and be the tough as nails Detective Olivia Benson, the person she was known as and the person she was good at being.

The building wasn’t too crowded and that’s why she picked to come in the evening, show her face to the people that she knew would be in the squad room at that time of day, so there weren’t any surprises, she would be ready for anything.

But she did hear from who else, Munch, that the rumor-mill was working over time, apparently she was dead or Munch came up with the ‘undeniably funny’ idea that she was out having his love child, ya, like that would ever happen.

On other occasions she would have just been annoyed and dismissed the idea, but his was Munch and she hadn’t seen him in two months, nor anyone else, so he received a slight chuckle from her.

Ya, it was good being back, she was allowed the time away to clear her head, something she had tried earlier but still found herself crawling back to SVU, right she wasn’t sure if that time helped at all, she was a different person for certain, noting her longer hair, which she decided to keep.

Oregon was different none the less but that doesn’t mean she liked it, in fact, she hated it. Every night Olivia would always have difficulty falling asleep because she was use to a honk here and there, just noise in general, but in Oregon there was complete silence, which was just unsettling and made Olivia feel closed in.

Olivia took in another breath; she was nearing the Squad rooms double doors with the letter painted on the glass:

SPECIAL VICTIMS UNIT

Yep, her home for the past eight years, it was almost unreal. She was back and now she had to get back into the swing of things, but than, the second before she opened the doors, the one memory that had buried itself in the back of her mind that had kept nagging her for the whole time she was gone, the one thing she knew would be difficult to face when she came back, that one name, that one face, that one person, Elliot.

And in a burst of emotions it hit her as both of her hands hit the door, opening up for her, the squad room.

Her head unconsciously shot to his desk, empty. But a, Levi jacket? That’s new. Than her eyes drifted over to her desk, where someone was sitting, she expected as much, of course Cragen was going to assign a temporary partner, at least she hopes it’s a temporary partner for Elliot, until she got back, but it still baffled her, and she thought she was ready for anything, well, this sure was a surprise.

Meh…blonde, wavy hair, which was pulled back into a French braid, dressed, comfortably, but Olivia seemed to be taken to that alternative as well, which wasn’t bad in the least, but than again, she wasn’t working.

Olivia always liked to dress nice for work, you didn’t want to be walking around the city, interrogating perps and trying to intimidate them at the same time, in sweat pants. Olivia always did look for a level of respect in how a person was dressed.

This person didn’t seem high up on the scale by the way she was dressed, but who was she to judge? But hey, the blonde wasn’t completely unfortunate looking, her thoughts immediately turning to Elliot, where was he?

“Excuse me? “She started; the average person waking by would have thought she was pissed off. The women’s head looked up; who was obviously deep in thought on a case, ya, Olivia knew that all too well.

Olivia steps forward, passing Elliots desk, that looked the same,

“I’m looking for Detective Stabler; do you know where he is?” Olivia tucks one hand in her pocket while the women looked back towards the cells,

“He’s in interrogation, but maybe I can help you, I’m his partner, Dani Beck.”

Olivia couldn’t help but quirk an eyebrow as that sentence left her mouth. Partner? She hadn’t been gone that long, and it looked like this Dani had made her self right at home.

Ok, so last alternative

“Uh, no, that’s ok, Capt in his office?”

Dani raised her eyebrow,

“Sure.”

What? Does she find it cute that I actually know my way around?

Olivia couldn’t help it, she always became judgmental when it came to people and this squad, they had to be tough from day one, or you just knew they weren’t going to cut it. And she had that same feeling with this person, it was good police work or Olivia was just paranoid, but by her demeanor and posture, attitude, she didn’t belong here. Before anything else could be said Olivia headed over to Cragens office.

Olivia again, happy to be surrounded by things that were familiar pushing Dani in the back of her mind.

She took her index and middle finger and tapped on it two times, that was all too familiar. When she opened the door there was Cragen, he looked the same. He looked up and Olivia couldn’t help but smile.

“Olivia? When did you get back?” he asked, standing up quickly,

“Couple of days ago.” She stated,

“And 1PP forgot to notify me, I haven’t got a spot for ya, warrants sent a body to partner up with Elliot.”

“Ya, I just met her, how’s it working out. Olivia turned around to look at the new ‘body’,

Than her eyes caught on Elliot when he entered the squad room, bending down to pick something up over by Dani, they looked too close for Olivia’s liking, she didn’t hold back the jealously that seemed to boil inside her, hell, she had been gone for two months, she had every damn right to feel whatever the emotion she wanted to fell.

Elliot ran a frustrated hand through his hair as he walked into the squad room, no totally out of leads, back to square on. On his way over to his desk he found Dani in the exact same place he left her.

“Do you always keep your desk messy?” he asked skeptically, bending down to pick up a wad of paper, his mind immediately going to Olivia, and how her desk all ways had to be spotless.

He smiled and than it dropped when he stood back up, almost hitting his face against Danis elbow, who was stretching.

“Some one was looking for you.” She stated through a yawn.

“A vic?” he asked walking over to his desk, he couldn’t put his finger on it, but something did feel different.

“Um, no, I don’t think so, at least she didn’t act like one, she actually kind of walked in here liked she owned the place.”

“What makes you say that?” he asked curiously

“Well…she asked for Detective Stabler and than she called Cragen, Capt. She just seemed like she knew her way around.” She added.

Elliot turned around to Cragens office, the blinds were half closed but he could make out a woman with long, golden brown hair, pulled back in a pony tail. It could be Olivia; the whole time he knew her she never had long hair. She didn’t like it getting in her face.

The last she caught was “I can shift her back out but it might take some time to find her a new home.”

The first thing that went through her mind was she had to get out of there,

“No, don’t.” she said quickly, turning back around to face Cragen again.

“Im not ready to come back, that’s what I came to tell ya.” Her eyes fell on the side door of Cragesn office and she walked over to it.

“You’re going to leave without seeing Elliot?” Cragen asked, surprised, he nodded toward the squad room, an uneasiness finally settled over her, she realized it was too soon and she just couldn’t, it wasn’t time, she just had to get out of there.

“Uh, no, he looks busy, ill catch up with him later…and um…don’t tell him I was here.”

Oh ya, way to go, thatll make him suspect something different

And with one final wave, she quickly retreated from his office. All her confidence was now shot to hell, they found a replacement, who apparently did the job better than she did. Olivia felt like an intruders, like she didn’t belong there.

Maybe that much was true, tears started to burn in the back of her eys, of course things never go as you plan especially this,

“Liv?”

The voice was unsure, a question, but that didn’t turn it away from the familiar tone. Olivia stopped dead on her feet, this was the reason why she came to the prescient a couple of days early, and she knew she wanted to meet up with everyone else, but he was the main reason, Eliot. And she didn’t have a clue on what she was going to say.

Elliot stood in the hallway, he didn’t know if this woman really was Olivia, but she walked the same, stood the same she had gained a little weight but that only made her more beautiful.

And when she turned around and hit him with those pools of chocolate, ya, it was her, he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, finally, after two months, Olivia, his partner, was back.









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“Olivia.” He said again, his face lighting up, the realization setting in, it was his partner.

“Hey.” She answered, back not knowing what else to say, smoothing her right hand over her upper thigh, her shoulders rising a little.

At this point, Olivia couldn’t breathe, for the past few months she couldn’t stop thinking about him, she thought the time apart would silence her feelings for him, but it only strengthened them, and here he was, standing right in front of her, or at least, across the hall way.

She had never looked more gorgeous than she did in that moment, her chestnut hair was pulled back in a pony tail, her bangs hovering over her eyebrows and forehead, moving along with her eyelashes when she blinked, her eyes were darker, more mysterious, holding new experiences she had in where ever the hell she went.

She wore a dark navy blue long sleeve shirt with a white tank top underneath, with jeans; no one else could make something so simple look so damn sexy. Elliot was wearing, jeans which hugged around his thighs and hips and a simple light blue long sleeve shirt that really brought out his eyes, steel blue, his piercing gaze seemed to softer, and more comforting than she remembered, and they weren’t as harsh.

“Elliot!’

The voice came from behind and Elliot winced, knowing whose it was. Dani came walking into the hallway and Olivia looked back towards the opposite side of the hallway, maybe she could make a run for it with out him noticing.

“Elliot, I haven’t found anything yet, but Im going to stay, so you can call it a night and go home.” She suggested, Elliot instantly looked back at Olivia who, surprisingly, was still standing there.

“Uh, ya, ok.”

Dani followed Elliot’s gaze and saw he was staring at eh women she had seen earlier,

“Ya, that was the person looking for you.” She stated,

“Uh, Dani, I don’t think you knew, but this was my old partner, Olivia Benson.”

Dani was startled really, the way Elliot talked about her, she knew she was caring and a product of rape and good with victims, but she didn’t think his old partner would have been down right gorgeous, the ‘Bad-Ass Benson.’ Who some people around the squad called her,

Olivia forced a smile as Dani walked up to her,

“I see now, when I first worked with Elliot I couldn’t get him to shut up about you.”

Now that made Olivia truly smile, looking over at Elliot, he had a smile on his face as well and they both held that gaze, their eyes locked on each others, Dani finally noticed they were staring and walked over to Cragens door, feeling out of place,

“Nice meeting you.”

Olivia looked down at the floor and scratched the of her neck as he walked towards her,

“How long have you been here?” he asked

“Well, couple days.” She stated, she honestly didn’t know what to say, ya she thought about it because that’s basically the whole point as to why she came down here, but her mind just went blank, seeing his face, and seeing he had finally moved on with another partner.

Elliot swallowed, Olivia’s eyes drifted to his neck as she watched his atoms apple bob up and down, she wanted to place her lips there. Than the unsettling silence swept over them both, something they were used to now a days, Olivia’s eyes had gotten softer, as Elliot looking into them, they didn’t seem to be holding the intensity that they did before she left,

“Look, since I’m done here, you want to get something to eat? I’m starving.” He said with a smirk.

Olivia glanced back down the hallway and back at him, she wasn’t sure, this was coming back to her too quickly, the uncertainly, awkwardness and silence between them, she had almost forgotten about it all.

Almost.

But Olivia just wanted to get out of the prescient maybe it wouldn’t be so bad being with Elliot, she knew she wanted to catch up with him, after leaving without telling anyone.

Its just that they had grown accustomed to only seeing each other when they absolutely had to, which was only at work, so him asking her to really do anything caught her off guard.

“Olivia?” he asked again, she quickly snapped out of her and train of thought and nodded,

“Why not?”

“Ok,” he breathed with a smile, relieved she said yes,

“Just let me grab my jacket and we’ll be off.”

At first she hesitated but that she followed him to the squad room and stopped in the entry way, actually looking around the room this time. Than her eyes drifted over to her desk, no on sitting in it this time, Dani must’ve still been in Cragens office, Elliot turned around to see Olivia staring at her desk, he sighed and said quietly,

“Come one Liv,” he rested a rand on her bicep and never remembered her being so warm and soft, Olivia glanced down at his hand and than up at his face,

“Ya, sorry, I was just-lets get out of here.”

“You got it.”

Olivia really did want to come back to work, but Cragen had to find Dani a place to go an than Olivia did step into saying she wasn’t going to come back, everything was just so messed u p, she didn’t know where to start, now she was starting to remember how complicated her life really was.

20 MINS LATER

Olivia and Elliot had decided to eat at a diner they always used to eat at, but Elliot basically suggested ad Olivia said it was fine.

When they entered the diner there was a good amount of people but It wasn’t fully packed, Elliot spotted a booth in the corner and headed over to it, Olivia following in toe, the complete ride over had been total silence, Olivia staring out the window, and Elliot keeping his concentration on the road, stealing glances at Olivia every once in a while.

The whole ride, Olivia kept asking her self about Elliot and where they stood, co-worker, partner, friend, at this point, she had no idea, and that’s what scared her most, she didn’t want to lose Elliot, he was basically all she had,

You and this job are the only things I’ve got anymore; I don’t want to wreck that, I couldn’t take it.

His words flooding back into her mind, she had them memorized, they constantly repeated in her head, almost like a prayer, the night that started this whole thing, leaving didn’t fix things, It only made them more difficult and it separated her from Elliot.

Elliot felt almost betrayed, one day your partner is standing right next to you interrogating a perp, and than the next your hearing that her phone is no linger in service, now all of a sudden she is back in his life, and it brought him back to reality, Olivia is his reality.

She is here, and as stunning as ever.

Olivia scooted in the seat across from Eliot as the waiter greeted them,

“2 coffees please.” The waiter wrote down the order but before she left, Olivia spoke up,

“Uh, no, 1 coffee, and Ill have hot tea with lemon.” She stated.

Once the waiter was gone Elliot stared at Olivia quizzically,

“Pulling a munch now, are we?” He asked with a smile,

“Gave up coffee when I was undercover.” She stated simply,

Elliot leaned back in the booth and laced his finger in on the table,

Had she really been gone that long to have changed? He thought what else is different

“Oh, don’t start going vegetarian on me.” He added with a smirk,

“Don’t worry.” A smile tugging at her lips, Elliot reached over to get 2 napkins for the both of them and Olivia noticed he had finally taken off his wedding ring, he was still wearing it when she had left, the sudden question started to tug at her mind, but she didn’t want to trouble him by asking questions

But she really wanted to know.

“So……..how are things going at……” she trailed off, she didn’t know where to start or even how to approach the sensitive subject,

“Home.” He finished for her.

The waiter came back with 2 mugs in her hands,

“Here yall go, enjoy.”

Elliot grabbed the sugar and poured it in his mug, avoiding Olivia’s gaze. Next he picked up a spoon and started to stir in the mug so the little granules started to dissolved in the brown liquid, creating a clanking sound,

“There, there fine, I guess, I moved into an apartment shortly after you left.” He said with a sigh, Olivia took a sip of her tea and fiddled with the tea bag,

“I’m gland you’re able to move on.” She said, Olivia wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to say, but it was the truth, it was how she felt about the whole situation. Elliot continued to stir the now well dissolved coffee and the banging started to drive Olivia crazy,

“Elliot.”

He stopped his hand and looked up at her,

“Sorry” he apologized,

“So, whats going on with you?”

Olivia looked won in her lap, not quite ready for that question; she couldn’t even answer it when she asked her self that.

“Things are fine, I’m just glad I can eat normal food again.” She forced a smile, Olivia wasn’t even sure why she was here with Elliot, all she wanted to do was go home and take a nice hot bubble bath. She looked u pat him, and added,

“You’re a bachelor, how’s the food, coming?” a crap eating grin on her face.

Elliot sat up straight, and squinted his eyes, taking on her challenge,

“Quite well actually, I cook my won food most of the time.”

A smile slowly spread across her face as she pictured Elliot cooking,

Oh, I’m sure, your apartment probably packed with take out boxes.”

“You’d be surprised, come on, Ill show you how good I cook.”

Olivia’s smile automatically dropped, was he insane?

“Elliot, are you serious? Right now?”

“Yep.” He added with a smirk, Elliot quickly stood up and threw a 20 on the table and started walking toward the door.

“Elliot!” she called after him, but he just kept on walking, Olivia sighed in frustration and got up to follow him,

“Elliot, are you crazy? Its late.” She asked him once she got out side.

“Never too late to have a home cooked mea.” He commented before hopping into his car.

Olivia slipped into the passenger’s seat and looked over at him, he looked over her, seeing what she anted him to do, and Olivia rolled her eyes,

“Fine.”

She wondered where all this came from and looked over at Elliot again, and watched as he started the car, something was different, he seemed, calmer, laid-back this defiantly was a new side of Elliot Stabler she hadn’t seen, and that surprised her, after all, they worked together for nearly 8 yrs, and here she thought she knew everything about him,

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Once they arrived at Elliot’s building, they both got out and Olivia followed him to the door,



“Do you know how stupid this sounds?” she asked, quirking an eyebrow as they walked up the stairs.



“You know how stupid you’re going to feel when I wipe that smile off your face by my amazing cooking skills?”





When they reached his door, he opened it and Olivia stepped inside, it was pretty clean for a guy living alone, furniture, curtains draping over the windows and a pretty reasonable size apartment all together.



“And before you ask, the only reason why there’s a good amount of furniture in her is because it came fully furnished.” He commented,



“Why am I not surprised?” Olivia added,



Elliot locked the door and Olivia slipped off her coat, and Elliot startled her when he came up from behind her and helped her slip it off her shoulders,



“Here let me get that for ya.” She smiled at him for the simple gesture,



“Ok, what sounds good? I was thinking Fettuccini Alfredo.” Olivia followed Elliot to the kitchen and was too busy looking around to have heard his question.



“Liv?’



Olivia spun around to see Elliot standing right in front of her,



“I’m sorry what?” she swallowed, even though he was a good foot away, she could still smell his intoxicating cologne, causing her mind to run blank. She quickly tore her eyes away from his and shrugged,



“Anything’s fine with me.” She stated simply.



He nodded his head and smiled,



“Alfredo it is.”



Elliot turned around and started to grab ingredients out of the fridge and cupboards, Olivia saw this as an opportunity to look around his apartment, she wandered over to the living room to find a TV, a long lounge leather couch and 2 matching lounging chairs, there were a few shelves on the walls, filled with pictures of Elliot’s kids, none of Kathy, it was good he still saw his kids, but there was no doubt in her mind that he wouldn’t break all ties with them after he divorced, his kids were his life, his sanity, Elliot did say it was the job and her once, but she knew that wasn’t true, he got along great without her and that was good, she knows how it feels to completely rely on someone, to make yourself believe that you couldn’t live without them, ya, Olivia knew how that felt like and she was still feeling it.



Olivia could still hear Elliot working away in the kitchen and she wandered down the hall by the living room.



The layout was kind of like her apartment, and she liked to think that’s why he chose this one, when she walked past his bedroom his smell enveloped her senses, his cologne and just the overall smell of, Elliot. It drew her into his bedroom, she knew it was a bad idea to wander in his room, but it quickly passed through her mind as quickly as it came.



Olivia’s eyes caught on the bathroom door and saw the light was on, she walked over to the door and pushed it open, after a quick survey of the room, noticing his cologne bottle sitting on the sink, that smelled wonderful, she turned off the lights.



After she was surrounded by darkness, she heard someone walk up from behind her,



“Trying to conserve my electricity Benson?” he asked with a chuckle,



“Something like that.” She answered back, Olivia turned around,



“Now, where are you?” right after she said that, she ran into something soft but firm, Elliot, it startled her at first, her hands lifting up to his chest, her cheek running into it.



Olivia immediately stiffened when she felt his big arm wrap around her back, his other hand coming to rest at the back of her head.



“Right here.” He whispered, nuzzling his cheek against the side of her head. Olivia let out a shaky breath, trying to regulate her breathing.



“I see that” she stated blindly, not really paying attention to anything except the warm embrace he had her in. He smiled and breathed in the scent of her hair, jasmine.



“You can’t see anything right now.” He said with a chuckle, Olivia smoothed a hand over one of his pecs,



“No, but I can smell the food.” She whispered, honestly, she could careless about food right now, right now, she just wanted Elliot to hold her like he was right than, she couldn’t even believe he was doing so,



But you did JUST run into him she reminded herself.



“That’s because its ready.” He said quietly, after a few more seconds, Elliot pulled away.



“Come on, I’m starved.” He commented before leaving Olivia in his room, alone, again.



She stood there for a minute, trying to compose herself and trying to figure out what the hell just happened, she could still feel the warm places on her body where his body encased hers, she felt so safe and secure, sure about anything and everything.



But she thought she was making too much of a big deal, she shook it off and walked back into the kitchen to find Elliot dishing up 2 plates full of Fettuccini Alfredo, and man, did she feel stupid, it looked and smelled incredible, but she still had to taste it.



“You didn’t even watch, you were too busy finding out what you could steal out of my apartment.” He commented,



Olivia snorted and walked up to him to grab a plate,



“There isn’t anything around here worth stealing.” She said with a smile,



“Well at least my apartment will be the last choice for burglars.”



While Olivia was grabbing her plate, Elliot walked over to the refrigerator to get a few drinks,



“Do you still drink beer?”



“Yes.” She answered with a chuckle,



“Have any wine?” she asked heading towards the living room, but she stopped to look at him, Elliot turned his head towards her and quirked an eyebrow



“Well, beer and Fettuccini Alfredo is a little odd, don’t ya think?” she stated, continuing her way to the couch.



“Not at all,” He said back, plopping right next to her on the couch, Olivia twirled her fork into the cheesy noodles, once she got a good enough amount she took a bite. Olivia really hated to say it, but she was wrong.



“See, I told ya.” He said with a smile and a mouth full of pasta.



“Meh, I’ve had better.” She mumbled, lying.



“Horse Hockey!.” He said with a laugh, watching Olivia take another bite.



“Oh, shut up, can your ego get any bigger?”



“Well, they do have pills for that, but I don’t need them.” He stated with a crap eating grin on his face. Olivia nearly choked on her food; she looked up at him and said,



“Like I really needed to know that,”



But she ducked her head and took another mouthful of pasta to hide the blush that was evident on her face. Elliot took another bite and looked up at Olivia; she was no twirling her fork around the noodles, fiddling.



“Is there something wrong with the sauce?” he questioned, he had been careful with the ingredients, and didn’t add anything he knew she didn’t like.



“Oh, no.” she stated, her head popping up to look at him, she forced a smile.



“But?” he stared at her intently, as she looked around his living room, it was like she came back a big mystery, her bangs hooding her eyes, she was like a big puzzle now, and he had to guess what she was thinking and feeling, he used to know.



“I just…..” she started with a sigh,



“Its you, I guess, I don’t know.” She stated, shaking her head and stabbing her fork into the pasta still on her dish.



“New apartment, cooking, new clothes, no ring, I feel like I don’t even know you anymore.” Olivia added quietly, looking up at him.



Elliot swallowed, her eyes once again, drifting to his neck, he nodded and sat his plated on the coffee table.



“It hasn’t been that long”



Olivia sat her plate on the coffee table next to his and crossed her arms in front of her, turning her head to the side.



“Ya, well I……” she drifted off.



Elliot felt like an idiot, he couldn’t state the obvious, he couldn’t let her think that all she said was meaningless, because it wasn’t, or else she would she shut down and never to him.



“Where did you go?” he questioned turning the conversation to a different direction, hopefully he could get through to her in a different outlet.



“I mean the day you left I didn’t know anything, Cragen wouldn’t tell me anything, you basically disappeared off the face of the planet.”

She smirked a the expression,



“That’s a little outside the feds jurisdiction.” She commented.



Elliot smiled and draped his arm across the back of the couch, leaning his back against the arm of the couch.



“Ok, so what is?”



Olivia chuckled and looked down at her hands, her finger fiddling with the silver ring on her finger, It was her mothers, and it was her favorite, Olivia could remember her mom always caught her looking at it in her room, usually when she was drunk she would yell at her to stay out of her things, but, one day, when her mother wasn’t drunk, she caught Olivia looking at it, out for her jewelry box and she let her keep it, Olivia had worn it ever since. Those were the things Olivia liked to remember, all the good things that happened with her and her mother, there weren’t a lot but those were the things to hold on to. Olivia was pretty disappointed when the feds didn’t even let her take THAT.



It was hard being someone else, having to think of what to say before saying it, always afraid of being outed, Olivia never wanted to do it again, who would?



She twirled the ring around her finger and sighed, truing her attention back to Elliot



“Oregon,” she answered



“OOHH, sounds boring.




“You have no idea.” She said with a smile, shaking her head.



“So you walked around with a bunch of hippies.” He said with a laugh, causing Olivia to laugh,



“You did all that and you made me break in a new partner.”



Olivia immediately stopped laughing at the mention of Dani, her smile slowly fading, Elliot instantly realized he had slipped and wanted to take it back, he brought her back to real life, with the conversation they were having, it was like work never existed.



Olivia nodded and folded her lips over each other, looking down at the floor,



“So, how is…..Dani?” Elliot sighed and leaned his elbows on his knees,



“She’s fine, I’ve only worked with her for about a month, but, I missed working with you.” He stated quietly, turning his head to see Olivia staring at him, Olivia lifted her hand and smoothed it across the back of her neck, trying to massage out the kinks.



“Ya, I didn’t like working alone” she whispered, her neck was just killing her, mostly from the lack of sleep, ya, she was back in her comfortable bed, but that didn’t mean she got a descent amount of sleep.



Olivia stretched her neck out, her yes drifting closed,



“Hey, you ok?” Elliot asked, wrinkling his eyebrows,



“Uh, ya, my neck is just bugging me.”



“Here, sit on the floor.” He instructed, scooting closer to her,



Olivia opened her eyes to look at him,



“Wait, what?”



“Come on, just do it.” Olivia sighed and sat down on the carpet, so her back was leaning against the couch and her legs were crossed. Before she knew what he had in mind Elliot had scooted over so he was behind her, but still sitting on the couch.



Elliot took his hands and began to rub the base of her neck with his thumbs. Olivia’s head shot to the side so she could look at him out the corner of her eye.



“No, El, you really don’t have to-----“



“Liv, it’s the least I can do, after all, I should be in your postiont, you, just leaving without so much as a word to anybody.”



Olivia draped her head and folded her hands together, as Elliot continued his slow but firm strokes to her neck.



“Im sorry, I didn’t mean to---“



“Liv, I was only joking, you’re so tense, just relax.”



You’re the one making me tense she thought



Her body was in sensory overload, but her neck felt so good, his hands were like magic, Olivia sighed and her eyes fluttered closed, as his thumbs moved up, now at the back of her neck.



“Tell me if I’m doing it too hard.” His voice was so quiet and soothing it sent a shiver through her body, she was so tense, a knot in the side of her neck, but other than that her thin lean neck was so smooth and soft, Elliot watched as the pads of his thumbs smoothed over her skin, causing her skin to crease in some places, he smiled as he traced his thumb over a mole, as he passed that space over her neck, Elliot loved it when she had chopped off her hair the 2^nd yr they worked together, I made him notice how delicate and beautiful her neck really was, and how he just wanted to place his lips there.



But her long hair, god, her long, chestnut hair, it gave her a stronger feminine quality that tied together with everything else.



He wondered how it looked our of her ponytail, resting gracefully on her thin shoulders, Elliot was starting to get a hard-on just thinking about her hair, so he knew he shouldn’t stray far, his hands unconsciously slid down her to her shoulders, throwing his to her fingers into the mix.



Olivia could start to feel sleep over take her, she never wanted to leave, there was no more work, no more feds, not the 1-6 just her, and Elliot.



But than Elliot’s cell phone began to ring, Elliot stopped his ministrations to get his phone from his pocket,



“Stabler.”



Olivia squeezed her eyes shut as she listened to the voice on the other line; she just knew it was Dani.



“Ok, You sure? Fine, ok.”



Elliot slammed his phone shut and Olivia stood up in front of him, he sighe d and stoo dup as well.



“I have to go.” He stated quietly, Olivia just nodded and looked down at their feet.



“I should go than.”



Elliot shook his head and stepped closer,



“No, it’s late, you can crash her.” He suggested.



“Elliot---“



“Liv, really, it’s perfectly fine.” He said with a smile, she looked up at him as a smile tugged at her lips and she tried to stifle a yawn,



“Ya see.” He said with a laugh,



“Ill be back.” Elliot stated before grabbing his coat and walking out the door.



Olivia stated at the door for the longest time, still being able to feel the warmth of his hands on her neck.



Ya, Olivia knew how Kathy felt, when she would call late at night, causing Elliot to leave.

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Once they arrived at Elliot’s building, they both got out and Olivia followed him to the door,

“Do you know how stupid this sounds?” she asked, quirking an eyebrow as they walked up the stairs.

“You know how stupid you’re going to feel when I wipe that smile off your face by my amazing cooking skills?”

When they reached his door, he opened it and Olivia stepped inside, it was pretty clean for a guy living alone, furniture, curtains draping over the windows and a pretty reasonable size apartment all together.

“And before you ask, the only reason why there’s a good amount of furniture in her is because it came fully furnished.” He commented,

“Why am I not surprised?” Olivia added,

Elliot locked the door and Olivia slipped off her coat, and Elliot startled her when he came up from behind her and helped her slip it off her shoulders,

“Here let me get that for ya.” She smiled at him for the simple gesture,

“Ok, what sounds good? I was thinking Fettuccini Alfredo.” Olivia followed Elliot to the kitchen and was too busy looking around to have heard his question.

“Liv?’

Olivia spun around to see Elliot standing right in front of her,

“I’m sorry what?” she swallowed, even though he was a good foot away, she could still smell his intoxicating cologne, causing her mind to run blank. She quickly tore her eyes away from his and shrugged,

“Anything’s fine with me.” She stated simply.

He nodded his head and smiled,

“Alfredo it is.”

Elliot turned around and started to grab ingredients out of the fridge and cupboards, Olivia saw this as an opportunity to look around his apartment, she wandered over to the living room to find a TV, a long lounge leather couch and 2 matching lounging chairs, there were a few shelves on the walls, filled with pictures of Elliot’s kids, none of Kathy, it was good he still saw his kids, but there was no doubt in her mind that he wouldn’t break all ties with them after he divorced, his kids were his life, his sanity, Elliot did say it was the job and her once, but she knew that wasn’t true, he got along great without her and that was good, she knows how it feels to completely rely on someone, to make yourself believe that you couldn’t live without them, ya, Olivia knew how that felt like and she was still feeling it.

Olivia could still hear Elliot working away in the kitchen and she wandered down the hall by the living room.

The layout was kind of like her apartment, and she liked to think that’s why he chose this one, when she walked past his bedroom his smell enveloped her senses, his cologne and just the overall smell of, Elliot. It drew her into his bedroom, she knew it was a bad idea to wander in his room, but it quickly passed through her mind as quickly as it came.

Olivia’s eyes caught on the bathroom door and saw the light was on, she walked over to the door and pushed it open, after a quick survey of the room, noticing his cologne bottle sitting on the sink, that smelled wonderful, she turned off the lights.

After she was surrounded by darkness, she heard someone walk up from behind her,

“Trying to conserve my electricity Benson?” he asked with a chuckle,

“Something like that.” She answered back, Olivia turned around,

“Now, where are you?” right after she said that, she ran into something soft but firm, Elliot, it startled her at first, her hands lifting up to his chest, her cheek running into it.

Olivia immediately stiffened when she felt his big arm wrap around her back, his other hand coming to rest at the back of her head.

“Right here.” He whispered, nuzzling his cheek against the side of her head. Olivia let out a shaky breath, trying to regulate her breathing.

“I see that” she stated blindly, not really paying attention to anything except the warm embrace he had her in. He smiled and breathed in the scent of her hair, jasmine.

“You can’t see anything right now.” He said with a chuckle, Olivia smoothed a hand over one of his pecs,

“No, but I can smell the food.” She whispered, honestly, she could careless about food right now, right now, she just wanted Elliot to hold her like he was right than, she couldn’t even believe he was doing so,

But you did JUST run into him she reminded herself.

“That’s because its ready.” He said quietly, after a few more seconds, Elliot pulled away.

“Come on, I’m starved.” He commented before leaving Olivia in his room, alone, again.

She stood there for a minute, trying to compose herself and trying to figure out what the hell just happened, she could still feel the warm places on her body where his body encased hers, she felt so safe and secure, sure about anything and everything.

But she thought she was making too much of a big deal, she shook it off and walked back into the kitchen to find Elliot dishing up 2 plates full of Fettuccini Alfredo, and man, did she feel stupid, it looked and smelled incredible, but she still had to taste it.

“You didn’t even watch, you were too busy finding out what you could steal out of my apartment.” He commented,

Olivia snorted and walked up to him to grab a plate,

“There isn’t anything around here worth stealing.” She said with a smile,

“Well at least my apartment will be the last choice for burglars.”

While Olivia was grabbing her plate, Elliot walked over to the refrigerator to get a few drinks,

“Do you still drink beer?”

“Yes.” She answered with a chuckle,

“Have any wine?” she asked heading towards the living room, but she stopped to look at him, Elliot turned his head towards her and quirked an eyebrow

“Well, beer and Fettuccini Alfredo is a little odd, don’t ya think?” she stated, continuing her way to the couch.

“Not at all,” He said back, plopping right next to her on the couch, Olivia twirled her fork into the cheesy noodles, once she got a good enough amount she took a bite. Olivia really hated to say it, but she was wrong.

“See, I told ya.” He said with a smile and a mouth full of pasta.

“Meh, I’ve had better.” She mumbled, lying.

“Horse Hockey!.” He said with a laugh, watching Olivia take another bite.

“Oh, shut up, can your ego get any bigger?”

“Well, they do have pills for that, but I don’t need them.” He stated with a crap eating grin on his face. Olivia nearly choked on her food; she looked up at him and said,

“Like I really needed to know that,”

But she ducked her head and took another mouthful of pasta to hide the blush that was evident on her face. Elliot took another bite and looked up at Olivia; she was no twirling her fork around the noodles, fiddling.

“Is there something wrong with the sauce?” he questioned, he had been careful with the ingredients, and didn’t add anything he knew she didn’t like.

“Oh, no.” she stated, her head popping up to look at him, she forced a smile.

“But?” he stared at her intently, as she looked around his living room, it was like she came back a big mystery, her bangs hooding her eyes, she was like a big puzzle now, and he had to guess what she was thinking and feeling, he used to know.

“I just…..” she started with a sigh,

“Its you, I guess, I don’t know.” She stated, shaking her head and stabbing her fork into the pasta still on her dish.

“New apartment, cooking, new clothes, no ring, I feel like I don’t even know you anymore.” Olivia added quietly, looking up at him.

Elliot swallowed, her eyes once again, drifting to his neck, he nodded and sat his plated on the coffee table.

“It hasn’t been that long”

Olivia sat her plate on the coffee table next to his and crossed her arms in front of her, turning her head to the side.

“Ya, well I……” she drifted off.

Elliot felt like an idiot, he couldn’t state the obvious, he couldn’t let her think that all she said was meaningless, because it wasn’t, or else she would she shut down and never to him.

“Where did you go?” he questioned turning the conversation to a different direction, hopefully he could get through to her in a different outlet.

“I mean the day you left I didn’t know anything, Cragen wouldn’t tell me anything, you basically disappeared off the face of the planet.”

She smirked a the expression,

“That’s a little outside the feds jurisdiction.” She commented.

Elliot smiled and draped his arm across the back of the couch, leaning his back against the arm of the couch.

“Ok, so what is?”

Olivia chuckled and looked down at her hands, her finger fiddling with the silver ring on her finger, It was her mothers, and it was her favorite, Olivia could remember her mom always caught her looking at it in her room, usually when she was drunk she would yell at her to stay out of her things, but, one day, when her mother wasn’t drunk, she caught Olivia looking at it, out for her jewelry box and she let her keep it, Olivia had worn it ever since. Those were the things Olivia liked to remember, all the good things that happened with her and her mother, there weren’t a lot but those were the things to hold on to. Olivia was pretty disappointed when the feds didn’t even let her take THAT.

It was hard being someone else, having to think of what to say before saying it, always afraid of being outed, Olivia never wanted to do it again, who would?

She twirled the ring around her finger and sighed, truing her attention back to Elliot

“Oregon,” she answered

“OOHH, sounds boring.

“You have no idea.” She said with a smile, shaking her head.

“So you walked around with a bunch of hippies.” He said with a laugh, causing Olivia to laugh,

“You did all that and you made me break in a new partner.”

Olivia immediately stopped laughing at the mention of Dani, her smile slowly fading, Elliot instantly realized he had slipped and wanted to take it back, he brought her back to real life, with the conversation they were having, it was like work never existed.

Olivia nodded and folded her lips over each other, looking down at the floor,

“So, how is…..Dani?” Elliot sighed and leaned his elbows on his knees,

“She’s fine, I’ve only worked with her for about a month, but, I missed working with you.” He stated quietly, turning his head to see Olivia staring at him, Olivia lifted her hand and smoothed it across the back of her neck, trying to massage out the kinks.

“Ya, I didn’t like working alone” she whispered, her neck was just killing her, mostly from the lack of sleep, ya, she was back in her comfortable bed, but that didn’t mean she got a descent amount of sleep.

Olivia stretched her neck out, her yes drifting closed,

“Hey, you ok?” Elliot asked, wrinkling his eyebrows,

“Uh, ya, my neck is just bugging me.”

“Here, sit on the floor.” He instructed, scooting closer to her,

Olivia opened her eyes to look at him,

“Wait, what?”

“Come on, just do it.” Olivia sighed and sat down on the carpet, so her back was leaning against the couch and her legs were crossed. Before she knew what he had in mind Elliot had scooted over so he was behind her, but still sitting on the couch.

Elliot took his hands and began to rub the base of her neck with his thumbs. Olivia’s head shot to the side so she could look at him out the corner of her eye.

“No, El, you really don’t have to--“

“Liv, it’s the least I can do, after all, I should be in your postiont, you, just leaving without so much as a word to anybody.”

Olivia draped her head and folded her hands together, as Elliot continued his slow but firm strokes to her neck.

“Im sorry, I didn’t mean to--“

“Liv, I was only joking, you’re so tense, just relax.”

You’re the one making me tense she thought

Her body was in sensory overload, but her neck felt so good, his hands were like magic, Olivia sighed and her eyes fluttered closed, as his thumbs moved up, now at the back of her neck.

“Tell me if I’m doing it too hard.” His voice was so quiet and soothing it sent a shiver through her body, she was so tense, a knot in the side of her neck, but other than that her thin lean neck was so smooth and soft, Elliot watched as the pads of his thumbs smoothed over her skin, causing her skin to crease in some places, he smiled as he traced his thumb over a mole, as he passed that space over her neck, Elliot loved it when she had chopped off her hair the 2nd yr they worked together, I made him notice how delicate and beautiful her neck really was, and how he just wanted to place his lips there.

But her long hair, god, her long, chestnut hair, it gave her a stronger feminine quality that tied together with everything else.

He wondered how it looked our of her ponytail, resting gracefully on her thin shoulders, Elliot was starting to get a hard-on just thinking about her hair, so he knew he shouldn’t stray far, his hands unconsciously slid down her to her shoulders, throwing his to her fingers into the mix.

Olivia could start to feel sleep over take her, she never wanted to leave, there was no more work, no more feds, not the 1-6 just her, and Elliot.

But than Elliot’s cell phone began to ring, Elliot stopped his ministrations to get his phone from his pocket,

“Stabler.”

Olivia squeezed her eyes shut as she listened to the voice on the other line; she just knew it was Dani.

“Ok, You sure? Fine, ok.”

Elliot slammed his phone shut and Olivia stood up in front of him, he sighe d and stoo dup as well.

“I have to go.” He stated quietly, Olivia just nodded and looked down at their feet.

“I should go than.”

Elliot shook his head and stepped closer,

“No, it’s late, you can crash her.” He suggested.

“Elliot--“

“Liv, really, it’s perfectly fine.” He said with a smile, she looked up at him as a smile tugged at her lips and she tried to stifle a yawn,

“Ya see.” He said with a laugh,

“Ill be back.” Elliot stated before grabbing his coat and walking out the door.

Olivia stated at the door for the longest time, still being able to feel the warmth of his hands on her neck.

Ya, Olivia knew how Kathy felt, when she would call late at night, causing Elliot to leave.

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Olivia sighed and plopped on the couch, tears burning in the back of her eyes, she started to debate is she should stay or leave, what was she doing there? Not just in Elliot’s apartment, but overall, she wasn’t ready to come back to work, that much she knew, maybe it was because she figured our how much she really missed him.

Well, she was right before, ‘it’s just too complicated’.

Olivia laid back on her side, bring her legs up to rest on the couch, she nuzzled her cheek against the pillow, her eyelids becoming heavy, it wouldn’t be so bad if she stayed a while, after all, she was tired.

‘She’s fine’

What does that mean? Olivia thought, she wondered if Dani was a better cop than she was, was she better with the victims? Does the squad like her more? Does Elliot?

‘But I missed working with you.’ Were the last words that ran through her mind before she drifted off to sleep.

LATER IN COURT

“Better put that Dominican vacation on hold.” Elliot commented as he watched Victor walk out of the court room, he didn’t fully get what he deserved, but it was better than nothing.

“Pimping a kid is a “C” felony; you got 15 years to build your murder case.” Casey stated, walking up to him and Dani.

“It won’t take that long” Elliot said and it wouldn’t, they had gotten enough evidence where they could charge him again, everything seemed to work out for once.

“Well there’s not much more you can do, go home, get some sleep.” Dani snorted and looked down at her feet,

“Nah, I’m too keyed up, anybody up for a drink?”

Casey shrugged and smiled,

“Sure, why not?” Casey and Dani both looked over at Elliot, he chuckled,

“No, I think some sleep sounds good, but you guyz go ahead.”

“That’s because you’re weak.” Dani joked, nudging his arm, Elliot smiled and left the court, too deep and thought, he really wanted to get back to his apartment to see Olivia. He smiled at just the thought of her.

30 Mins Later

Elliot entered his apartment to see all the lights still on, had she left? He wondered, he was about to call out her name when he saw her feet poking out from the side of the couch. He chuckled and walked closer, Olivia was sprawled out on the couch, lying on her back, her left hand resting up by her temple, and her right arm, draped over her stomach.

He walked around the couch so he was in front of her, he chuckled and a wide smile spread across his face as he saw her messed up ponytail.

Elliot studied her face, she looked so innocent and content when she slept, a small grin on her face, he had watched her sleep in the cribs when he knew no one else was around, but this was different, the room was a lot brighter and he was a lot closer to her than he ever was in the cribs, his eyes started at her lean neck, and than trailed up to her chin, up to her pink, plump lips, that were slightly parted as she breathed, his gaze trailed up to her long eyelashes that rested on her red cheeks, lightly fluttering, her eyes moving under her lids, he hoped she was having a pleasant dream.

Elliot leaned down and gently slipped her hair-tie out of her soft, silky locks, rolling it on to his wrist, his right arm snaked under her shoulders while his left slipped under her knees, he carefully lifted her up and admired how light she felt in his arms.

He headed down the hall to his bedroom and closed the door with his foot, so the only thing lighting the room was the moonlight, pouring in from the window, his head immediately draped down to look at her when she let out a slight whimper, her right hand clutching his shirt, he wasn’t sure what was going on so he did the one thing he thought of, trying to comfort her,

“Ssshhh….” He cooed, walking towards the bed, after a few seconds, her grip slowly softened and her eyebrows lifted, her face taking its recent serene look.

Elliot sat her on the bed and chuckled, if she had ever found out he carried her, there would have been hell to pay, he sat down next to her lying figure.

He didn’t know why she had to be tough all the time, he watched her relaxed body, realizing how dainty and graceful she really was, but when your female partner is running down a filthy alley, chasing a pedophile right side along you, you don’t think of it that way. But Elliot now really got the chance to see how delicate her body looked, her small shoulders curving down to her thin arms, his eyes raked over the swell of her breast as they rose and fell with her breathing, than they moved to her amazingly flat stomach, noticing how it thinned at her waist and than curving back out to meet her hips, running into her thighs, and than her unbelievably long legs, to her small feet.

He smiled and scooted down to the end of the bed, seeing she hadn’t even taken off her shoes, she was so tired.

Elliot gingerly slipped his hands over her shoes and pulled them off, smoothing his hands over her feet as he did so, she was wearing black socks.

“Elliot.” She breathed with a sigh, Elliot’s head shot up to look over at her, but her eyes were still closed. The ticked was her heart, oh her hear, that’s what really sucked him in, not just her beauty, but how caring and loving she was, her soft voice she used with the victims and than the stern, strong once she used on the perps.

Olivia never slept when they had a case and rarely did she eat, it was bad, but her concern towards everything other than herself was so admirable, she was born to be a cop, born to help people.

This woman was beautiful inside and out.

And that’s why Elliot loved her, ya, love, he knew it was there, it always was there, he couldn’t deny it, he couldn’t turn away from it, he couldn’t hide it, he couldn’t hide from it. This feeling was always there, even the days she had been gone, and here she was, lying on his bed, Olivia deserved to be loved, and he wanted to be that person, he wanted to lover hr, show her what real love is, and maybe, she loved him just a much.

Elliot scooted up next o her again, smoothing his hand through her hair, savoring the fell of her silky strands slide through his fingers.

He had no idea what he was doing, but as far as he was concerned, he was just a man with the woman he loved.

Olivia started to stir and she nuzzled her cheek against his hand, he let out a shaky breath as he felt her smooth skin rub against his callused palm.

Than, his beeper went off, he sighed in frustration and hurried out of the room, so it wouldn’t wake Olivia.

A 911 from Cragen,

“Great.” He mumbled, he stole a peak at Olivia, he walked back in and over to her, he sighed again and cautiously smoothed his thumb over one of her eyebrows,

“I have to go Liv.” He whispered Elliot walked back and quietly shut the door, with that he grabbed his keys and walked out the door, locking it behind him.

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Olivia sighed as he blanketed her neck with feather-light kisses, her hands reached up to rest on his cheeks, encouraging him to continue what he was doing.

“Elliot.” She breathed with a sigh; he looked up at her and smiled which brought a wide smile to her face.

His left hand reached up to her hair, pulling out her hair tie, it all seemed so real, she knew this was finally happening, oh, she had waited so long, he rolled it onto his wrist and brought his hand to her cheek, she turned her head towards it and placed an open kiss on his palm, he chuckled, something she hadn’t heard In so long, and something she missed.

The next thing she knew, she was in the air, she yelped in surprise as he lifted her in his arms, and her hands quickly wrapped around his neck, he laughed and all she did was smile and bring his head down towards her for another kiss, Olivia lightly sucking on his bottom lip as he blindly walked to the bedroom, his tongue penetrated her mouth and she let out a slight whimper, tugging at his shirt, to bring his neck down towards her more.

Once they were in the bedroom Elliot gently laid her on the bed and smiled down at her,

“Com’ere’” she beckoned, reaching out with her arms. Elliot chuckled and did what he was told, his head moved closer to hers and Olivia grabbed the back of his neck to pull him into a searing kiss, as he moved to hover over her, she instantly bent her knees and spread them apart so Olivia was cradling his waist.

She moaned as his tongue smoothed over her teeth, while his left hand combed through her hair, Olivia’s hands smoothed over his back until they reached the end of his shirt, she slipped her hands through and raked her nails across his muscular back, satisfied when she got a groan out of him, her hands trailed up to his shoulder blades, feeling them flex as his arms supported himself over her.

But before she could take it off, he pulled away and placed an open kiss on her forehead, he crawled down to the end of the bed and took of her shoes, the room was in a haze and Olivia couldn’t be any happier, the man she loved was about to make love to her.

But that all came crashing down when she heard his beeper, Olivia looked up at him and he frowned.

“I have to go Liv.” He whispered. Olivia sat up, feeling tears start to burn in the back of her eyes, he stood up and walked over to her,

“Ill be back.” He reassured her, smoothing his thumb over her eyebrow, Olivia wrapped his fingers around his wrist,

“Not like this, you won’t be.” She said quietly,

“In a little while.” He breathed,

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” She stated sternly,

“Give it time, I WILL come back.”

Olivia’s hand snaked behind his neck and their lips became one, Olivia tilted her head so she could sweep her tongue over the roof of his mouth, hoping the kiss would last her until the next one, he pulled back.

“I love you.” She quickly stated, but all he did was smile faintly and walk out the door, disappearing,

“Elliot?” she called, but no one answered. She plopped on her back with tears falling down the corners of her eyes.

AND that’s when she woke up.

Her eyes shot open and a sob escaped her mouth as she sat up, tears fell down her cheeks as she went over the dream, Olivia sniffled and draped her legs over the edge of the bed. Her head fell in her hands, realizing she was breathing hard; she sighed and looked up at the ceiling to keep her tears at bay.

It wasn’t the first time she had that dream, every time it was just a little different, some times she would keep calling out to him but of course, he wouldn’t come, the dreams were actually becoming worse, especially when she went to Oregon, calling out in her sleep. Olivia had to deal with the embarrassment of calling out in the hospital when she was under cover.

She sighed and ran a hand though her hair, noticing her hair wasn’t up, than a familiar scent reached her nose, but it wasn’t hers, Olivia looked around the room and realized that wasn’t hers, and she wasn’t wearing any shoes either.

And that’s when everything thing came flooding back to her, Elliot drove her to his apartment and she must’ve stayed, but in his bed? She specifically remembered falling asleep on the couch. Olivia stood up and turned on the lamp that was on Elliot’s bed-side table and found her shoes lying on the floor, was the dream real?! She thought, it couldn’t have been, no.

But she really had stooped low enough that she ended up sleep walking and doing all those things that happened in her dream.

Olivia pulled on her shoes and knew she had to get out of there; she wanted to take a walk, walk of the dream, yep, she certainly was home, she left his apartment and left his building, wanting to get away from there away from any sign of Elliot, she needed to be alone.

Olivia walked down the street and decided to walk towards the park, the hint of the sunrise evident in the sky. She was defiantly home; this is how her day always started before leaving for Oregon, waking up from another hopeless, helpless dream of Elliot, waking up in a cold sweat from pathetically calling out his name through the night.

After that, she would always grab a pair of jeans and a jacket and go out, to walk off the ordeal and maybe try and figure out what it all meant. This had all started about 3 yrs ago, the feelings were always there but they never acted out except in her dreams the 5th yr, they worked together.

Her heart telling her brain to catch up with it, catch up with reality, and deal with what IS not what SHOULD be. They had gotten worse once Elliot divorced.

She thought leaving would help, silence her heart so her head could work again, so she could function and live her life again, but when Olivia was gone, she realized, life wasn’t worth living with out seeing Elliot everyday, buying him the coffee and him buying the donuts.

Now she’s back and all this time, he seemed to be functioning just fine, he doesn’t nee her and that’s what tore Olivia apart the most.

He doesn’t nee you

A silent tear fell down her cheek as she headed toward the park, and she realized, she didn’t need a walk, what she really needed was a nice hot bubble bath and more sleep, hell, as of now she was jobless and could do whatever the hell she wanted with her time.

Olivia turned around and hauled a taxi.

THE DOCKS

Elliot watched the ambulance drive away; relieved this case was finally over. His eye caught on Dani and he sighed, she was taking this too far, she had shot a perv who pimped out teenagers, little girls and she was acting like shot an innocent man.

Dani was a good cop, but she want cut out for this unit, he didn’t remember Olivia being this much of a hassle, ya, the case were hard on her, but she didn’t dwell on it, she packed up and moved on, and that’s what he loved about her tough as nails, but than she did really pack up.

Olivia was born to be in this unit, literally, but Elliot winced at his choice of words. He walked over the railings where she was standing,

“You ok? Come on, let me drive ya home.”

“I need to be alone.” She said back, and with that, she walked away.

Elliot sighed and turned away, his thoughts automatically returning to Olivia.

Of course, that always happened, especially when she had been gone the past couple of months. Every little thing would always remind him of her, his head looked up to the rising orange, catching the sunrise, he hoped Olivia had a good night sleep, and he thought about taking her to breakfast. It now being Sunday, Eggs over easy, hash browns and toast, was her favorite breakfast, he chuckled when he remembered back about 5 yrs ago when they ordered together and she told him, time really did fly. Her smile popped into his head.

Elliot turned around and headed back to his car, he’d type up his D-D5 later, but right now, Olivia came first.

Olivia moaned as she eased herself in the waiting hot bubble bath, making the bathroom smell like lavender. She sighed as her whole body slid in the tub, allowing all the water to envelope her in warmth. Her mind drifted back to when Elliot had his arms wrapped around her, she wished that he would hold her like that every night.

Olivia slouched deeper in the water, so it was covering her mouth, it was about 7’oclock so the sun was out, but clouds had rolled in, making it over cast and Olivia could hear the soft patter of rain on her window.

Olivia loved rainy days, it silenced out every thing else so there was only the sound of rain and thunder. The grey clouds seemed to create a dome over New York, cutting it off from the rest of the world.

That was the only thing she liked about Oregon, it rained a lot. Her thoughts immediately drifted back to Elliot, he was probably still out on the case, with Dani, he probably didn’t even know she left and with that Olivia sunk into the suds, completely, the water drowning out everything. If only she could do that with her life, but now she knew even running away didn’t help.

Elliot pulled up to his apartment building, surprised at how fast the sky had changed, it was clear just that morning. He parked hi car and hurried inside, not wanting to get drenched from the rain, he walked over to the elevator and hit the 4th floor, making his way up to his apartment.

When he opened the door to his apartment he saw no lights on, except one, his bedroom, light was on down the hall; he locked the door behind him and slipped off his jacket while toeing off his shoes.

As he walked past the kitchen, he sat his keys, badge and gun on the counter and than walked towards his bedroom.

“Liv?” he called out, but no answer.

“Olivia—“he cut off himself off when he looked through the door way, no one there, bathroom, no one there.

He sighed and leaned against the arch of the door, he hated the fact that Olivia felt like she need to run from him, he sighed again and ran a tired hand over his face.

Olivia obviously wanted her space and Elliot was tired, he figured he’d go to bed and call her later.

Elliot wandered into his bedroom and slipped his shirt off, finding convinced in the comfortable cotton, long sleeve shirt. He unbuckled his belt and slipped off his jeans along with his socks, he was kind of upset that she had been back for a while and she didn’t come in to work sooner, but no there was the complication of Dani.

Elliot stepped in to the bathroom and turned on the shower, waiting for the temperature to rise, he slipped off his boxers, and threw them to the floor. When the bathroom started to fill with steam he stepped into the hot spray and leaned against the cold tile wall, allowing the calm, muscle relaxing liquid run down his muscular back.

Olivia, he hadn’t seen her in months and they had barley seen each other since she was back, but she had been living with those tree huggers for that long of time, and he respected her privacy.

His mind than drifted to how beautiful she looked sleeping soundly, he grabbed the of bottle of Irish spring soap and squirted a good amount in his hand, rubbing his hands together to get a good lather. Than he remembered how she sighed his name while she was sleeping and wondered what that was, she was dreaming about him?

He evenly spread the suds through out his hair, massaging the soap around his scalp, his mind returning to Olivia; maybe she was half asleep when she said it, half awake and she saw him in front of her, ya, that’s it.

Olivia pulled the plug to her bath and stepped out, all the bubbled from her bath slowly falling down her body. She sighed and grabbed a soft towel, ready for some much need sleep.

Elliot quickly finished and stepped out of the shower, greeted by the foggy bathroom, a yawn escaped his mouth as he toweled off, after all, he hadn’t sleep all night, and nothing else sounded better, but he could think of one thing.

Olivia toweled off her hair and threw on a pair of cotton sweatpants and a tank top, satisfied with the weather, she walked over the window and opened the blinds, and she stared at the water trickling down her window pain and snuggled into the right side of her bed.

Elliot threw on a pair of boxers and stepped up to the window, than walked over to his bed and settled in. Hoping no one would call, he sat his phone on the night stand and laid back, closing his eyes.

Olivia sighed as she nuzzled her cheek against her pillow, hopefully she would be able to get some sleep.

But most likely not.

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“Baby? You ok?” a smooth voice asked him, he sighed and rested his head on the back of the couch.

“Ya, just tired” he breathed.

She brought her lips to his ear and placed a kiss on the skin beside it.

“Well, maybe I can help, tell me how your day was.” She than walked around the couch,

No answer.

When he didn’t say anything she straddled his thighs and he shot her a smile, looking up to see what she was up to.

“Come on, tell me.” She purred while placing open kisses across her neck.

His eyes raked over her body, she was wearing one of his shirts, with the top 4 buttons undone, showing the top swell of her plump, soft breasts, she knew he loved it when she wore his shirts, on anyone else it would have looked plain, but this, it hugged her every curve, making her gorgeous body look more magnificent, the hint of her light brown nipples showing through the thin cotton fabric.

“Oh stop it.” She cooed,

“Your making me blush.” She played.

“But your blush is so beautiful.” He soothed, smoothing his thumb over her cheek, studying the hint of red creeping up her neck to fill her face.

She really was blushing.

“And you know you wearing my clothes does things to me.” He added, kissing the corner of her mouth.

“You got me there.” She purred, slowly rolling her hips against his hardening erection, satisfied when she got a groan out of him. Than lining his jaw with kisses, grazing her fingers across his belt,

“Now please, tell me how your day was, you can tell me, you can ALWAYS tell me anything, I’m here.” She assured him.

“I can’t sweetheart.” He choked, Olivia pulled back, her eyes darting across his, hurt evident in them as she looked at him.

“Why not?” she asked, confused,

“No baby, come back, please.” He rested his hand on her waist, he wanted to feel her body against his, to savor it, cherish it. Afraid that she would disappear any second if he didn’t hold on.

“It’s not about today.” He started.

Olivia rested her head against his neck, closing her eyes. But than she pulled back, and smoothed her fingers across his eyebrows.

“Than what is it?”

Elliot sighed and closed his eyes Olivia’s fingers going up to rest on his temples, gently moving them in a circular motion, Elliot moaned, immediately feeling pain escape his head.

“I’m here baby.” She placed a kiss on his nose.

“Tell me, what’s on your mind.” She insisted, softness still present in her voice.

“Do you promise to listen?” he asked opening his eyes.

Elliot looked into her caramel pools, and he saw it, he so wanted to take it, but was it for him to take?

“Of course.” She said quietly, his lips placed an open kiss at the base of her neck, than his hand cupped her left breast as she moaned softly, he pulled her into a kiss, his tongue smoothing over hers, trying to tell her what he wanted to say, through that one kiss.

Elliot slowly pulled away to see her sweet face.

“Olivia, I’m afraid, I’m afraid of you leaving me, I can’t let that happen again.” Tears starting to well up in his eyes,

“El” she breathed, tracing her thumbs over his bottom lip,

“I never left you, I was always be with you.”

Elliot’s eyes slowly opened as he woke up, he took a deep breath, and turned his head to the side, feeling all the pent up emotions clogged in his throat, he looked over at the clock.

9:00 PM

He had slept all day; surprisingly he hadn’t gotten any calls from work. Elliot stared up at the ceiling as a stray tear ran down his cheek, but he quickly wiped it away.

A dream. Only a dream.

Elliot brushed it aside and walked over to his window, still raining; it had even rained all day too.

The dream came back, it wasn’t his first, and he knew it wasn’t his last.

Olivia.

He wondered what she was doing at that moment; she followed him everywhere, even in his dreams.

Maybe that’s what the dream Olivia meant, but he wasn’t sure, he spent most of his days trying to figure out what his dreams from the previous night meant, but he still had no clue, but it was something, he knew they meant something.

“crap.” He grumbled as he soon realized he had pitched a tent in his boxers.

He wouldn’t jerk off, he took a vow to never do that, ya it sounded stupid and pathetic, but it always accrued to him what Olivia would think of him if she found out he was pleasuring himself to the thought of her.

Probably disgusted. He thought,

Olivia probably didn’t think much of him to begin with, an un-devout Catholic who goes out, and divorces his wife after having 4 kids with her. With a nasty temper and anger management issues, no to mention an arrogant external rectal opening.

And she has said otherwise in the past, denying everything that was said against him by other people, Olivia saying, instead that he was a good man, and he wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyone.

He snapped out of his trance when the phone rang, he reluctantly pick It up.

“Stabler.”

His eye caught on a black band on his wrist, a wide smile spread across his face as he remembered.

Olivia’s hair-tie

“Elliot, got a case, meet me at mercy.”

“Ya, ok.” He breathed, he flipped his phone shut and brought his wrist to his nose, and much to his surprise it smelt, just like her hair, jasmine.

Elliot smiled and than remembered he had to go, he threw on some clothes and headed out the door after grabbing his keys, gun and badge.

Forgetting about his hard-on, but thinking about the next terrible ordeal the victim had to go through, took care of it.

His body no longer set for pleasure, now his mind was set to help the next lost soul.

He just sighed when he knew he would be seeing Dani’s angered face in the hospital, trying to blame the victim, he so wanted to see Olivia’s sympathetic, caring face, her trying to give comfort and support.

Again, Olivia changing lives, his, was one of them.

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10:00 PM

Olivia sighed as she walked down the isle of her grocery store. At first when she went under, it was difficult eating new foods, using nasty smelling shampoo that they didn’t test on animals, buying the right clothes that in no way, head anything to do with killing animals. It was weird, and odd, some of the people Olivia met were creepy and cared more about animals than themselves.

Now Olivia had trouble shaking her eating habits, of course, she wasn’t a vegetarian, but now she preferred organic foods, they did taste better and were a lot healthier anyway.

She figured that all this would die down soon and she would gradually return to her old habits. She turned down an isle to grab tortilla chips, when she bumped into someone.

“Oh, I am so sorry.” She apologized, the man looked up and the anger quickly disappeared from his face as he gave her a once-over.

“No, not at all, it’s my fault.” He insisted with a smile.

Olivia looked up at the man, he had dark black hair, and light forest green eyes, he was tall, lean, and muscular, with a little bit of scruff along his jaw line, maybe, late 30s, but he wasn’t bad looking, not at all.

Olivia grinned back “No, really.”

When Olivia started to walk away the man stopped her,

“Hey, wait” she turned around,

“The names Blake, Blake Wilson.” He held out his hand and Olivia reluctantly shook it, not really wanting to bother and meet someone at your corner super market.

She nodded, “Nice to meet you.” He gave her a wide smile and lightly brushed the tip of his fingers across her palm as his hand fell down to his side.

Olivia was the first to walk away, she couldn’t say she wasn’t flattered, but that sort of thing just wasn’t in the cards at that certain moment, she wasn’t even sure what she was going to do the next day, some many things were in her mind, but more importantly, someone.

She sighed and continued on with her shopping, 3 more items later and she went into the soup isle, she couldn’t decide whether or not to get clam chowder, or chili, ya, that’s what her life had turned into the biggest decision she had to make for the day was between beans, and fish.

“I prefer the New England Clam Chowder myself.” Olivia looked to her side to see the same guy she had bumped into earlier, Blake.

“Do you normally give out soup advice to complete strangers?” she commented, keeping her eyes on the tin cans in front of her.

“Well….you wouldn’t be a stranger if you introduced yourself.” He retorted smugly.

“Knowing my name doesn’t mean you know me, thus I’d still be a stranger to you.”

“How ‘bout I change that Miss……”

“You just assume I’m not married?” Olivia said, and grabbed the chili on purpose, even though the clam chowder did sound good.

“I see your not wearing a golden band on your finger.” He stated, walking along side her.

“Oh, I see, so you ‘pretend’ to go shopping in Grocery stores and than you pry on women, to get them to date you? Is that how you get your sick kicks Mr. Wilson?” she retorted, grinning at him to let him know she was screwing around with him, and enjoying every minute of it, honestly she didn’t mind the playful banter they had going, it kept her mind off things, and more importantly, someone.

“Oh, I get it.” He said with a laugh.

Olivia stopped and wrinkled her brow,

“What?”

“You’re a cop,” he stated with a smile. Olivia squinted her eyes and shifted her weight to one leg,

“And what makes you say that?”

Blake grinned, knowing he was right.

“You guys all talk the same, I have a sister who’s a cop, and she’s one out in Phili.”

Olivia nodded, deciding this conversation had already gone long enough, she didn’t want the guy to pull out his family tree and start showing it to her.

Olivia looked down at her watch, pretending she had to be somewhere,

“Well, than you know duty calls.” She said with a fake smile, heading over to the cashier, glad she had already gotten everything she needed.

“Wait! I still didn’t get your name.”

“Detective.” She threw over her shoulder.

Hopefully, that would be the last she saw of Blake.

Once she got back to her apartment, she put all the groceries away and plopped on her couch, she had hardly gotten any sleep and was exhausted. Elliot kept passing thought her mind during the day, even when she tired to get some sleep.

Olivia looked over at the kitchen counter and groaned when she saw all the stacks of bills on her counter, you think the feds would have at least given her thanks for helping them out by doing those for her, but nope, that would have made her life way too easy.

Olivia sighed, walk or bills.

Shed choose the walk, any day, at 10:40 at night, no that wasn’t odd for her, Central park sounded good.

Olivia got up from her couch and slipped on tennis shoes that were in her closet, she already at jeans and a blue fleece jacket, she figured that would with all she needed she exited her apartment and locked the door.

“You can’t push a victim that hard.” Elliot tried to explain to Dani and keep his temper in check.

“Well, she wasn’t much help.” She mumbled.

“Look.” Elliot stopped in the middle of the hospital hallway.

“I know her story was little iffy, but that doesn’t mean she wasn’t raped.”

“Well, a girl walking around like that-” She stabbed her finger down where the girl’s room was.

“Dressed like a prostitute, a guy is going to get the wrong idea.”

Elliot squinted his eyes,

“Wait, What? You think she asked for?! That’s something the defense implies, not us.” He stated before storming off down the hall, Dani tailing behind him.

That’s something he had learned a while back, no one asks to be raped, no one, and he had Olivia who taught him that.

Elliot’s phone rang,

“Stabler.”

“Elliot, I need you and Dani to go and walk through the crime scent, are you finished at the hospital?”

“Ya, sure thing Capt, Dani and I are heading over there now.”

He flipped his phone shut and glanced back at Dani,

“Captain needs us over at Central Park to walk through the crime scene.”

Dani swallowed hard and just nodded.

Olivia sighed as she walked through the east gate of Central Park, the street lamps lighting the path and there was full moon out that night, so there was this blue glow in the sky.

She loved the night, night and rain, they were both peaceful, and at night, there was just something different that hung in the air. The one thing Olivia did miss about Oregon were the nights, since they were basically more out in the country and there weren’t any big cities, the stars really came out. She had never seen so many stars.

Olivia took in a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of the crisp, cold air fill her lungs. Olivia sighed as the wind blew around her neck she did have to go out and buy more hair-ties since she couldn’t find her old one.

She didn’t mind long hair; it’s just that in her line of work, it could get annoying. Olivia remembered back when she had chopped it off, she didn’t even know what had possessed her to do that, she made a vow to never cut it that short again.

Olivia chuckled when she thought about he past 8 yrs, time really had flew, she could still remember when her and Elliot first became partners, the first day they met. She remembered thinking that she was going to get some big fat old guy who was bitter.

Boy, was she wrong.

Well, instead she got a Gorgeous, smart-ass, but she rather settle for the second one.

But he had changed through out the years, and it was odd, or, she changed either one.

Perhaps, they had changed each other.

Olivia crossed over a bridge, and decided to walk another way than she normally did; this wasn’t the first time she took that route through the park.

SVU hand changed her, for the better, she wasn’t sure, but she certainly knew that Elliot had changed her a lot and for the better.

Olivia soon regretted taking the path when she started to approach a group of people, she walked closer and was finally able to make yellow, crime scene tape, she thought about turning around but what where the odds?

The odds were defiantly not in her favor.

To her left, a brown ford pulled up by the sidewalk, and out popped Dani.

And Elliot.

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Olivia thought, out of all the murders that happen in Central Park, of all the crime scenes she just happened to run into this one.

They even had dogs, sniffing around in the bushes, grass, trash cans, and much to her luck, one was headed her way, with one uni holding the last, and another one following.

“Good girl” he kept saying as they both neared Olivia, she wanted to sprint away, but her feet just stayed glued to the ground. Her eyes wandered to the side, trying to find Elliot through the crowd of people.

“Uh, Miss, your not suppose to be here.”

Her eyes fell on the man in front of her, while the other one with the dog walked past her, he had the number ‘16’ pin on the collar of his jacket, so ya, he was from their precient, a face that she recognized, but she didn’t know him and he couldn’t make her face out in the dark,

“Miss?? Did you see what happened?”

“There is some evidence across the park that there was a struggle, but we’re not entirely sure, if we could have a detective go with the techs, we could walk that person through it.”

Elliot looked over at Dani and she shrugged,

“Lead the way.” She stated,

“So what happened over here?” Elliot asked walking over to a tech.

“The body was found here.” A man from CSU pointed to a spot on the grass,

“We found a piece of clothing, and we have a dog….” He pointed over by some trees where the dog and uni passed and than they saw another uni, talking to a woman.

“So we can track a scent.”

“Well, it looks like that guy isn’t dong much, and they clothe could have been the victims.” Elliot stated as him and the CSU started to walk towards the police officer, and the unknown woman.

“Most likely not”

“Why is that?” Elliot asked skeptically,

“Because that one piece of clothing simply does not match the victims, there is one eye witness, but he only speaks French, he’s standing, by those 2 police officers, and they have no idea what he’s saying.”

“Well, my partner speaks French, but she’s got to be on the other side of the park.”

“No, I’m sorry to be in your way, but I just go here, and I didn’t see anything.”

This man was starting to piss Olivia off, he kept insisting that she saw something but was too ‘traumatized’ to say what.

Olivia’s breath caught in her throat when she looked over the uni’s shoulder and saw, a man with a CSU jacket on and Elliot. Her eyes stayed on him; she couldn’t look away, the things the ‘newbie’ was saying were completely thrown out the window.

He had on his ‘game face’ on, all the stern, anger, remorse and compassion all mixed into one ash he surveyed the crime scene, something she had gotten used to and another thing she missed.

She wasn’t lying when she said she missed having a partner in sync with her, but at his point, Olivia wasn’t sure if that would ever happen again.

“Hey Johnson! Where did the canine go?”

The man who was talking to Olivia, now apparently, Johnson, turned around so his back was facing her.

“He continued up the path, while I stopped to talk to this lady right here.” He jabbed his thumb back towards Olivia.

Elliot’s eye fell on Olivia and a smile played across his face,

“No matter what, you just can’t stay away can you?” he asked smugly, the smile widening, Olivia grinned and shrugged,

“I guess not, but what are the odds huh?”

“Wait, you know her?” Johnson asked,

“This is Detective Olivia Benson, she’s with me.” Elliot stated, standing by her,

A smile tugged at her lips, she hadn’t heard that in a while and she had almost forgotten how much she like to hear it, especially standing by Elliot, for a second it felt like everything was back to normal and they had just gotten called to a crime scene. Elliot would have called her to get ready, and offered to pick her up, and probably would have brought her a cup of coffee for a little energy boost for the long night ahead of them.

“Ok, now where did he go Johnson?” the CSU guy asked,

“Over there, come on,”

“You could have at least told me and saved the trouble.” He grumbled, walking past her.

Elliot waited until they were out of ear shot before he asked,

“What are you doing here?”

“That’s just my luck, I decided to take walk and I just happen to run into an SVU crime scene.” She stated with a smirk,

“I told you, it’s in your blood.” He stated with a smile,

She smiled back and sighed, remembering how his eyes seemed to illuminate in the moonlight. But their gaze was quickly broken when Fin approached them,

“Yo Elliot! Where’s your partner? We only have one witness and he speaks gibberish!”

Fins eyebrows flared as he walked closer to Elliot, his face immediately softened when he saw who it was.

“Hey Liv. He greeted in surprise,

“So you’re here for about a day and you’re already at a crime scene? You really are a hard-ass.” He commented with a chuckle.

“Hey Fin.” She said with a laugh, her grin got bigger as she thought that Fin didn’t change a bit.

“But really, what are you doing here?”

“I ‘ran’ into all this, I just have bad timing.”

“Fin what were you saying?” Elliot directing the conversation back to the case.

“Like I said, there’s only one eye witness, and that’s all we know, he speaks French and we didn’t bother to track down a translator ‘cause of Dani, but she’s not here right now.”

Elliot smirked and turned his head toward Olivia, her eyes widened,

“Hey, my francais’ a little rusty.”

“Come on, take a crack at him, it won’t hurt.” Elliot insisted his grin growing as he though of Olivia returning to the squad and actually being in this investigation, but he knew that could happen, this would probably be the only time that she would be allowed to help, she nodded,

“Ok, why not?” Olivia wasn’t about to turn down the opportunity to help. Elliot nodded in appreciation,

“Where is he?” he asked Fin

“He’s over there.” Fin pointed over by a squad car where 3 men stood, 2 where unis and a man in plain blue jeans and a levi jacket. Elliot glanced over at Olivia before walking towards them. He wanted to ask her why she had left his place, but it wasn’t exactly the right time, or place for that matter.

“Ok.” Olivia breathed as she approached the man.

“Um, bonjour, mon nom est Olivia” my name is Olivia

The man’s ears perked up, finally, someone that spoke his language.

“Ampèreheure, oui, mon nom est Fredrick Francoise, me disent s'il vous plaît que, est la fille bien ?” Ah yes, my name is Fredrick Francoise, please tell me, is the girl alright?

Olivias eyebrows rose, as she processed the words, and searched her brain for the right response.

“Fredrick ... savez-vous ce qui s'est produit ?” Fredrick, do you know what happened?

He sadly nodded his head and looked down at his feet; Olivia sighed and rested her hand on his shoulder.

“Son bien….vous pouvez me dire.” It’s alright, you can tell me. She said softly,

Elliot watched in fascination as the soft, French words flowed beautifully from her mouth, his eyes resting on her lips, and thought that there was no possible way he could have fallen in love with her more, but, apparently, he was wrong.

When Olivia had asked all the necessary questions she looked back at Elliot and nodded before turning back to Fredrick.

“Merci Fredrick, vous ont été une aide énorme, vous pouvez aller à la maison, mais nous pourrions avoir besoin de toi plus tard.” Thank you Fredrick, you have been a tremendous help, you can go home, but we might need you later.

He nodded and even through everything he had been through that night, he still reached for Olivia’s hand and brought it to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of her hand.

“Merci Madame qu'il est difficile de croire qu'une femme si aimable et belle peut manipuler ces terreurs horribles journalières, je vous espèrent crochet le bâtard qui a fait ceci à cette pauvre femme.” Thank you mrs it is hard to believe that such a kind, beautiful woman can handle these horrible terrors everyday, I hope you catch the bastard who did this to that poor woman.

Elliot had no idea what he had just said, but the kiss did send a jot of jealously through his veins, he couldn’t help it, even though it was just a thoughtful, simple gesture, it still got to him, he wishes he could just do that with Olivia when ever he desired. He wanted to be able to brush his lips against her soft, velvet smooth skin.

“Merci Monsieur” She replied with a wide smile, flattered by his manners.

And with that, he walked away, Olivia turned around to see Elliot staring at her,

“So, what’d did you get?” he began,

“He said he heard screaming and wandered over to see the perp bash her head in and ran off. He ran over to her and called the police, he stayed with her every second ‘till they came.”

Elliot nodded,” Did they find the thing he used to hit her head?” Olivia asked,

“I’m not sure, I haven’t been here very long” he stated, Olivia and Elliot both started to walk back to the group of CSU’s, side by side, just like old times.

Olivia couldn’t help but wonder where Dani was, she looked around finding her no where, but she pushed Dani out of her mind, she didn’t want to think of her right now.

“How’s the victim? Have you seen her?”

“We questioned her.” Elliot stated, he looked over at her and he pulled at her elbow to stop her,

“Look, Liv I don’t want you to get attached to this, you know you’ve already done all you can do by the book.” He said in a hushed tone.

Olivia’s eyebrows flared, what did he think she couldn’t be any use? But she knew that wasn’t true, she knew what Elliot meant and she knew he was right, she sighed and looked up at him, noticing how close he was and that his hand was still lightly resting under her elbow.

“Elliot I appreciate it, but I can take care of myself, in case you’ve forgotten, I know when to back off, and I now I have to, since I haven’t come back yet”

Elliot nodded, “I could never forget.” He stated with a smile, Olivia smirked and her breath became lighter as she realized he wasn’t making any attempt to move, she looked down at his hand and her eyes stayed glued to his wrist.

She starred in astonishment, there; on Elliot Stabler’s wrist was the hair tie she thought she had misplaced. His jacket hung just above his wrist so she could see it. Olivia chuckled and looked back at him,

“Your hair might be too short for one of those.” She commented with a wide smile spreading from each ear. Elliot laughed, realizing she had seen it. Olivia studied his face; she could see red starting to creep up from behind his ears to fill his face.

He was blushing.

When he had taken it off and rolled it on his wrist he thought nothing of it at the time, but now, he felt like a teenage boy, obsessing over a girl, maybe keeping a used tissue she had used, and now, he felt pathetic, and he was worried shed be angry. He just hoped she wouldn’t be, after all Olivia was the most understanding person he knew, but he just didn’t have an explanation for what he did, or why he did it, or, he did, he just wasn’t sure if Olivia wanted to hear it.

“Uh, sorry…” he started,

But was cut off by Fin, Jesus, Elliot really had to thank him someday.

“They say by the wounds to her head she was obviously hit by something hard and heavy, CSU found a pretty good sized rock with blood in it, so they’re assuming that’s it.” Elliot and Olivia both nodded in unison.

“What did you get from frenchie?”

Olivia explained everything that the man saw while Fin wrote down the details on his notepad

After she finished, Fin wrote down his last note and patted her arm,

“Its nice to have ya back, thanks.”

Olivia nodded and Fin headed off not quite finished, Elliot turned his attention back to Olivia,

“Do you…you can tag along if you want, I still need to finish up and than get back to the house.” He asked, gesturing over by the group of CSU’s. Olivia didn’t want to miss the opportunity to get back in the swing of things, but Elliot was right, if she got too involved and knew too much of the details and what he did to her, shed want to do everything in her power to stop who ever did this.

She smirked and looked up at him,

“No, I better not, I hate to admit it, but you are right” His grin grew and his eyes scanned her hair, noticing it was a lot more wavy than usual, a lot more, he just didn’t notice because she had it up. She must’ve taken a shower and not blow dried it.

“Every word that comes out of my mouth is right.” Elliot shoved his hands in his pockets, feeling the sudden urge to run his hands through her hair, wanting nothing more than to kiss her pink, plump, soft lips at that moment.

“Well, I better go; I still have a crime scene.”

“Ya, who knows, maybe ill bump into ya again.” She commented, starting to walk away.

“I’m looking forward to it”

“I’ll bet.”

Olivia immediately folded her lips together when those words left her mouth, ok now she needed to get out of there, already starting to flirt with her former co-worker. She didn’t want anything else to slip out.

And with all that, they both walked away from each other.

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Olivia didn’t want to go home right away, her mind was still racing from the previous events that just happened, she sighed as she thought of Elliot, the whole time she was talking to the man she could feel his eyes burning holes in the back of her head, which didn’t help much with her trying to fin the right words to say so she didn’t sound like an idiot.

Every time the job always between them.

Well, that didn’t change.

Olivia decided to go the long way to a coffee shop she used to visit frequently before she left, hopefully, she could get back into that habit as well. And the long walk would give her time to clear her head, and she knew, she wouldn’t be getting much sleep that night. With all those mornings of having to wake up at 4 o’clock in the morning for a case, eventually she got to a point where she couldn’t even sleep in anymore.

At least when she actually had the chance to, which was hardly ever.

Honestly, Olivia wanted to go and sleep in Elliot’s bed, it felt so comforting to have his scent fill the air around her, to be the air she breathed, than she would be able to get some sleep, she wondered how Eliot would react, if he walked in and found her past out on his bed, drooling all over his pillow, completely knocked out, because of lack of sleep.

She laughed; a picture of his face had built up in her mind, if that were to happen.

Olivia crossed her arms tightly across her chest, the night starting to settle, sending the temperature more into a freezing than a chilly one. 6 more blocks and she would be there, Olivia tilted her head up, focusing on the tall sky line of New York City, the huge buildings clashing into the blue hued, night sky, both proving their dominance, their wonder.

Olivia always did think about leaving, she never did live somewhere else, a New Yorker, born and raised, but since she left, in Oregon she missed NY so much, she never wanted to leave this place ever again. It was her home and it always would be.

She sighed, figuring she’d probably go get a cup of coffee and than head back to her apartment, and start her bills.

Ya, that sounds like fun.

“We had the rape kit done, but we’re not going to have that back until tomorrow.” Elliot concluded, sitting at his desk.

“Ok, so far we’ve go nothing.” Cragen summed up.

“Well, we have a victim, and an out cry witness, and no per, that’s all we have got so far.” Dani added,

“In other words, we’ve got nothing.” Cragen repeated, looking down at his watch,

“Ok, it’s late, and there’s nothing more we can do, go home, catch some sleep before we start again tomorrow.”

Elliot nodded and stood up, shrugging on his jacket, Dani got up along with him and suggested,

“Hey, wanna go get a drink? It’s on me.”

Elliot looked up at her, “Dani, its 1 o’clock in the morning and I’m tired.” She shrugged, and walked over to the door,

“Won’t stop me”

“I rather not, besides I have a place I need to be.” Dani turned around to face him and cocked an eyebrow,

“Like you said, at 1 in the morning?”

“Ya, as a matter of fact.” Walking off in the opposite door, leaving a different way, to avoid Dani’s prying, constant questions, as much as he hated to admit it, he needed advice, to the one person he knew that would tell nobody else, simply because he couldn’t.

Elliot couldn’t stop thinking about her, he had trouble concentrating on the case solely because he knew she had just been by his side, and than left, like a ghost, coming and going as she pleased, but the whole time she would be there, she would make a huge difference.

Olivia knew how to draw a room to her attention, and she was damn good at it, everyone would be alerted to her presence, but especially Elliot, which was the complete opposite of ghost.

20 MINS LATER

Elliot pulled along side the street across from his cathedral.

He loved this one, the old style church, with the gothic, spiking peaks and the stain glass windows. He stepped in side and scanned the inside of the huge church, with the enormous pillars and high ceilings.

There were still a few people kneeling in the pews, left over’s from the mid-night mass. Elliot stepped forward and dipped his index and middle finger in the bowl of cool, clear liquid, holy water.

He than kneeled down to genuflect and made the sign of the cross, first starting at his forehead, than down to his chest, and up to either side of his shoulders.

Than he stood up and his eyes searched the altar, than he found the priest who was blowing out the candles that out lined the altar, Elliot made his way down the middle isle that ran between the benches of pews.

“Father I need to speak with you.” He stated in a hushed tone, so the church could remain silent for those there to pray.

“Yes, of course” the priest nodded, he rested his hand on Elliot’s shoulder and motioned towards the confessional.

Elliot kneeled into the small booth and pulled the red curtain to cover off the entrance, allowing him privacy.

Elliot took a deep breath and started, “Forgive me father for I have sinned, it has been….6 months since my last confession, these are my sins”

The priest sighed, ”Elliot, I know you didn’t come all they way down here, in the middle of the night, for me to resolve you of your sins.” He stated.

Elliot silently nodded and looked down at his folded hands, not knowing where to begin,

“Is it what you presented me with the last time you were here?” he asked, trying to give Elliot some confidence and a place to start.

“That was a long time ago, how do you remember that?”

“Believe me Elliot, I don’t do that much to have forgotten.” He stated with a chuckle,

“Its, I, I don’t even think its something that’s appropriate to be talking to a priest about, its not really a church issue, I haven’t lost my faith in god or anything.” Elliot began starting to get nervous. He even started to fiddle with Olivia’s hair band, still on his wrist, in a way, she was there for him.

“What have you lost your faith in than?” Elliot sighed, searching his head for the right ting to say.

What exactly had he lost his faith in? Or was that the wrong question? What should he be asking himself?

“Myself, I guess.” He stated.” I can’t trust myself anymore, and yet, I just want to give in, just let it out.”

“Give into what?”

“I guess, I just, it’s been locked away for so long, I’ve been hiding it, and I just cant take it anymore.”

“Are you talking about a person? A friend, a feeling that you’re afraid of?”

“Well,” Elliot breathed, “I wouldn’t say I’m afraid of it, I’m afraid of what will happen if I make it known.”

The priest thought about what was being said, Elliot never did come out and say things, if Elliot said them at all, he always had to ‘read between the lines’ to figure out what he was saying.

“So you’re afraid that this, person doesn’t share the same feelings that you share?”

Elliot sighed, his face starting to burn. “Yes,” he said quietly, draping his head.

The father nodded,

“What makes you think so? If you hide your feelings, how could she possibly know and not feel the same way, how can you know? I know who your talking about Elliot.” He sighed.

Elliot’s head shot up, “You do?”

The priest couldn’t contain his smile, his feelings and intentions seemed so innocent and pure, he knew Elliot defiantly wasn’t lying and his feelings were written all over his face.

“She came to the twin’s first communion, didn’t she? I know it is frowned upon, but our hearts don’t abide by gods bidding, I know you and Kathy just had problems and that what ended the marriage, not your feelings towards this woman, but what I mean is that you couldn’t contain them, I saw the way you look at her, you seem to light up when she’s around”

Elliot didn’t know what to say, was it really that obvious? Had he thought that he really was keeping it a secret when he was doing everything but?

“Ignore everything else and just tell her, follow what you truly want to do, everything will fall into place after that, feel, don’t think.”

Elliot took a deep breath, he wasn’t sure he could do this, now; his priest was telling him what his heart had been all a long, to tell Olivia.

Tears started to build up in his eyes,

“I love her.” He murmured,

“Well, it does no good telling me, go, go and tell her.” The priest said with a chuckled, Elliot let out a wet, throaty laugh,

“And for your penance, tell her.” He repeated,

“Ya, I got that part.” Elliot commented with a small smile,

“Your in a better mood already, my job is done, Ahora le resuelvo de sus pecados, en nombre del padre, hijo y el fantasma santo, ahora entra en paz amar y servir al señor.” I now resolve you of your sins, in the name of the father, son and the Holy Ghost, now go in peace to love and serve the lord. Father added, making an imaginary cross int eh air with his left hand.

“Amen.” Elliot whispered, before doing the sign of the cross himself and leaving the confessional.

Elliot did one last genuflect before leaving the church. Some of the weight had lifted form his shoulders, he was glad he told someone, but now, he has to tell Olivia, which wont be an easy task.

Everything will fall into place.

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He loved her there was no doubt about that.

It had been 2 days since he had received the priest counsel, but Elliot soon realized, he knew it all along, it was almost like his priest had to wake him up, uncover something that had been buried so long ago. He had simply forgotten how to share those feelings to anyone except Kathy, especially towards Olivia, all those years