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CHAPTER 1

EPOV

I whipped off my ruined shirt cussing angrily at myself, I’m going to shoot myself if I have to work with that guy who calls himself a detective, hell Ill shoot HIM! I open my locker to find a navy blue shirt, deciding it’ll do

That isn’t why she left is it?? She got sick of me? Olivia, I thought her face popping in my head, he just HAD to bring her up it pained me even to think about her, I slipped one are in the sleeve, trying to hold back the disappointment that continues to grow, ever since she left, I clamp my lips together, thinking that maybe the pain will distract me from the perfect straight white teeth of Olivia’s smile that has permanently pasted itself on my brain. While I slip the other arm in and try to straighten my collar, then, the voice that I could never forget nor want to forget, struck me.

“I like that shirt.” She stated simply.

I turn around and see her, leaning against the door frame, never looking more beautiful. I fix my collar, dumbstruck that she even showed her face ad more importantly she took the time to come to ME. I slowly approach her, and her eyes are staring to keep on my face, something I’ve never experienced with her before. I look down at her, tilting my head to the side, my face a few inches from hers, when I finally manage to get eye contact, she looks down, I blink and shake my head, out of all my years of being my partner, now, she’s acting……shy. She looks up at me, and my stomach drops 3 ft when she hits me with those big Carmel eyes.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, not the most welcoming greeting but I cant think of anything else to say, I haven’t seen her in 2 weeks and she completely surprised me, showing up,

“I heard what happened what’s going on?”

“Blaine’s just a prick.” I say back while closing my locker and finishing the buttons on my shirt, then I felt the sudden urge to ask, just ask. I turn around and walk towards her again, her eyes widen a bit and her eyebrows rise slightly. What is she afraid of?

“Liv, why’d you do it?” I ask softly

Her mouth opens a little and her eyes once again, trail down to the floor, why wont she look at me!?

“Elliot.” She starts, her head shooting up to look at me.

“We’ve been partners for 7years, a hell of a lot long then anyone else in this unit, we needed a change.”

When her eyes meet mine, they’re glassy, showing that tears are starting to form,why?! I stand there, trying to figure what the hell was with her, why she was acting so--different.

“Im sorry, it’s just too complicated.” She chokes out, struggling, her chin quivered slightly and I caught it, I search her face trying to findsomething.

“I should have told you.” She adds then she looks down once again, tapping the tip of her shoe to the ground. I swallow hard, desperately wanting something to com out, to say something, but nothing does, I nod, and she looks up at me. I want to embrace her, I want to assure her that whatever I did that made her come to tears, that I was so frackin sorry, anything, everything.

“Well I better—“

“What’s complicated? Why is it?” I blurt out, cutting her off. She shakes he head, and she looks astonished, that I even contributed to the conversation at all, if that’s what you can call this. She sighs which is the most wonderful sound in the world,

“Don’t you….” She trails off, she looks, afraid to say something but I can tell she really wants to say it, she sigh again and shakes her head making a lock of hair fall over her face, I want to take my hand and push it behind her ear, but she does it for me, quickly, almost like that’sembarrassing to her.

“Don’t you ever get sick of me Elliot? We’ve worked for so long.” I shake my head,

“Never.” I state quietly, her mouth opens slightly and her eyes widen before her head moves to look down at the floor, which is apparently more interesting then I am at this point. I watch her glossy pink plump lips close again as she starts to talk.

“Look, I really should be going.”

“Liv I want to talk to you, more about this.” I state quickly, surprised I was able of getting a sentence out, and it making sense

“Than lets do it over coffee.” She says quietly, retreating out of the room. I let out a breath that I seemed to be holding ever since I laid eyes on her minutes before. Then I hear a knock at the door,

“Hey Elliot, Capt wants you.” Its fin, he pops his head through the door,

“What are you doing in her? Come on.” And as quickly as he came in he left, it looks like Olivia slipped in and out of here, without anyone noticing, to come and talk to me I remind my self, I take one glance at where Olivia stood only moments before and then I walk out that same door. And much to my surprise I can smell her perfume lingering there, warm vanilla, the same she’s always used, well I guess that’s one thing that hasn’t changed about her.

1 WEEK LATER……..

This week has been along one and that’s how long since I talked to Liv, I haven’t had time at all to take Livs offer but I want to more than anything and now I think I can its Friday I just got done with that hellish case I had to work with Blaine and he’s gone, thank god, so once again the desk in front of me is still empty, and as long I have a partner other then Olivia sitting there, it always will be. It’s been 3 weeks Ive mostly switched with John and Fin on cases but god, I miss her, I miss my partner, I miss my best friend, and most importantly, I miss, the women, I love. I’m at my desk right now, 7:45 and just a few……..more…………..seconds……………of……………writing………and…….I……..am………DONE! I let out a sigh of relief I finished the rest of the paperwork, I flip my phone open and text message her,

HEY LIV.

STILL UP FOR COFFEE??

………………EL

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It feels good to just say her name, hoping she’ll message me back; I clean up grab my coat and head to the Elevator to the parking garage. And soon enough, my phone vibrates, by the time I get in the car and buckle my seat belt, I flip my phone open, she says nothing in particular, just tells me the place.

30 MINS LATER……

Ive been sitting here for 10 mins and she still hasn’t shown, I look at my phone again, making sure I went to the right place, I am. I decided to sit in a tall table with 2 tall stools by a window, in a coffee shop that’s nice, has 2 coaches in the back by a bookcase, which mostly college students see to occupy, and the rest are tables minus the 3 tall ones, and a bar in the front. The atmosphere gives you the feeling more like your at a bookstore, rather than a coffee shop. I take a sip of my black coffee and stare at the one in front of me, which is probably luke warm by now, 2 regulars, I even know her favorite, which happens to mine, just good old fashioned coffee, not a mocha frapecino or whatever the hell those things are that my daughters get, I start to tap my fingers on the table, but knowing that I WILL see Liv tonight, keeps my patience in check. The conversation we had a wk ago, plays again in my head, I remember every little detail the locker room, how I felt how beautiful Olivia looked, how golden her hair was, the smell she left behind that engulfed my nostrils on the way out of the locker room. Her voice rings in my ears, how scared she looked, and she talked to me like wed only known each other for a few days rather than 7 yrs. But than I realize its not my imagination thinking of her voice,

“Hey.” She says softly, walking from behind me, she never fails on surprising me with her presences and her voice, so calming it automatically brings peace to my thoughts. Especially after a chaotic day, I blink slowly and watch her scoot in her chair before saying,

“Hey.” back, with a smile. She takes a sip of her coffee and disgust doesn’t flash across her face because of the temperature, which I was expecting, she sighs and closes her eyes, the coffee giving her a mental boost.

“Got my favorite, its been a long week.” she comments

“You can say that again, at least you just get to sit on your ass and stare at a screen all day.” I add, smiling but it soon drops when she just nods her and looks down at the table, she always adds some smart-ass remark, what has happened to the Liv I once knew? I lower my lower my head, trying to catch her gaze.

“Liv, what is it?” I ask sympathetically she shakes her head and takes a hold of her coffee, she shakes her head again,

“El.” She chokes my name. She then looks at me and I see that her eyes are full of tears, but none have fallen. I shake my head again, completely stunned, that she would allow herself to do thins in front of me, but in public as well.

“Liv.” I say softly. I take hold of her hand and squeeze tight assuring her that I am here,

“Liv.” I say again, I don’t know what to say, since me and Olivia don’t do this, but I want to comfort her in anyway I can. I start to stroke my thumb over her knuckles, she sniffles and looks at me and her eyes are dry and you would have never known she was about to break down.How can she do that? How can she compose herself so well and……quickly? God knows and she certainly does that when I need to yell at someone I yell at them, but 2 seconds ago Liv was about ready to sob, and now she looks completely fine but I know she really isn’t.

I shake my head and look back at her, surprised,

“Elliot, I want to talk about this but not here, not in front of all these people.”She gets up and throws her coffee in the trash; I get the message and get up to follow her. When we exit the shop, she looks back and waits for me, I catch up and we both start waling in sync down the sidewalk. She folds her arms tight around herself and we both fall into a comfortable silence for the next few minutes, listening to the honking horns, the bitter cold that shows through our breath, but we don’t mind, the dark sky masked by clouds,

“How is everyone?” she blurts our of the quiet,

“Good, we all miss you.” I state simply,

“Hows CCU?” I look over at her and see her frown, than I notice how rosy her nose and cheeks got from the cold, accenting her complexion perfectly.

“Ugh, no one ever talks, they just sit at their desk all day, and they all seem wound a little bit too tight, but I really haven’t seen any blood or tears in the past few wks so that’s a plus.”

“Ya.” I add not knowing what else to say what if she plans to stay?? First of all, is she?

“Are you staying?” she sighs and rubs her let hand across her right arm.

“I don’t know.” I nod and look a head of the sidewalk.

“But…………” she trails off stopping; she sighs angrily and runs her hands through her hair,

“Goddamnit, I don’t know.” She mumbles, I stop with her, and look at her questioningly,

“Liv?” I ask, what is she thinking?

OPOV

“Goddamnit, I don’t know.” I mumble angrily. I don’t know what im doing her with Elliot I don’t know whats going on between us anymore, I don’t know what im going to do.period.CCU just isn’t for me, that the only ting I DO know.

“Liv?” I look up at him to find he stopped right with me and now was staring at me, I look down and shiver suddenly feeling the cold rip through my body, Elliot notices this and places his hand on my lower back.

“Come on let’s go back to my car and Ill drive you home.” I just nod, not being able to concentrate on anything except for the heat that’s radiating from his hand through my whole body, which is making me completely warm.

EPOV

When we get to the car I open the dor for her and she slides in, not bothering to look up at me. I enter on the drives side and add,

“Liv you know the whole point of meeting was so we could talk more about the other day.” I look over at her and shes staring straight ahead, her eyes flutter close and she says quietly

“I know.” I start the car and drive down the road a few blocks.

“We just needed space.” She mumbled looker out her window, staring at nothing. We stopped at a light and I turned to face her,

“Why?” I ask, shes looking ahead and I can see her eyes darting across the wind shield, trying to think of an answer,

“Come on Elliot you know why, because we tend to fight every other day, and I cant take it anymore.” She looked over at me, and then back out her window, shaking her head. I sigh

“Im sorry…..its just that we…..Kathy and I--“

“Don’t make this about you.” She shot back turning her head towards me, I blink and shake my head, then a car honks and I see it’s a green light, I wasn’t making this about me what does she mean? I don’t know anything about her anymore.

“Well Liv, its kind of hard to make it about you when you wont even tell me whats been bothering you.”

OPOV

“Well Liv, its kind of hard to make it about you when you wont even tell me whats been bothering you.” I run my hands though my hair and sigh,everything’s bothering me, but the one thing is I want to come back to SVU and what I realized is that I don’t want to go back because of the job, but because of, Elliot. For reasons that scare the crap out of me, I cant do this to myself, I cant let myself rely on one person, I never have before, so why start now? I CANT do that now, I CANT fall in love with Elliot Stabler.

“Liv?” IM torn out of my thoughts to remember Elliot is sitting right by me. I look at him and hes says

“We’re at her your apartment.” I take a deep breath and look up the familiar building, so many times Elliot has dropped me off at this time of night, and………I don’t want him to stop. Then I feel a hand on my arm and I turn my head to look at him I cant stop my heart from speeding up and damnit, its getting harder to breath by the second.

“Well Liv I………..you can talk to me about anything, do you know that? And I……….” he looks down and sighs.

“What?” I ask suddenly growing curious, and then his head shoots up, hitting me with those striking steel blue eyes, that seem to give off a metallic shine in the moonlight. His hand then trails from my shoulder to my neck, and now I definitely cant breathe, his eyes are searching my face, searching for approval, than he strokes his thumb over my pulse and my eyes automatically drift closed, I hear him move forward and I suddenly feel his breath on my lips. I open my eyes, and his face is centimeters from mine, his hand than hooks behind my neck, I start to feel my eyes water, not knowing what to do, and im breathing hard, my head says to get out of that damn car now! But my heart is saying to just frackin kiss him already!

My head acts first, I move away his fingers sliding across the side of my neck, causing a shiver to run down my spine and even down to my toes,

“I have to go.” I say quickly and swing the door wopen so I can get the hell out of this car. I hurry and open the door to my building, and once I reached the staris I look back to see Elliot still in his car. I hurry up to my floor, and once I reach my apartment, I walk over to my window to see Elliots car, gone.

I lean against the wall next to the window and slide down, to the floor, tears form in my eyes when I go over what just happened, what Elliot was going to do, But most importantly, what he WANTED to do.

“Elliot wanted to kiss me.” I whisper in the emptiness of my apartment, suddenly out of breath.

“Elliot.” I mumble, god ive missed him, he was right there and we didn’t even talk, at all, I cant face him, not with thoughts or DREAMS ive been having about him lately, causing me to jolt up from sleep in a cold sweat, needing to relieve myself from the grip Elliot had put me in from those dreams. My heart flips as my mind is reminded. Then I feel a sudden migraine coming on, all the sleepless nights, the words ‘I love you’ repeating constantly in my head, keeping me from falling asleep, I’ve fallen and I’ve fallen HARD.

I crawl over to my couch and climb on it; lying on my back I drape one arm over my forehead, too lazy to get an aspirin, knowing im going to regret it later.

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