a/n: I know what you're thinking, who do i think i am starting another story? Am i right? Well my muse has been working triple time these days! Maybe cause i just moved, and got inspired to write new things... I have another story in the works as well, ALLY coming soon! But enough about me, how are you?
Olivia awoke, but was still too tired to open her eyes. Events of the past few days spread through her mind like a wildfire, and she couldn't shake them. If she opened her eyes it would send her back to reality, if she kept them closed just a little bit longer, maybe, just maybe, it was only a nightmare.
Turns out it didn't matter, even with her eyes closed the events of the past week still managed to creep into her head.
"White escaped, he was at Benson's apartment…he left his seminal fluid on her bed," she overheard Munch tell Don.
…
"She's not to leave the precinct, he's more fascinated on her now then he ever was. 24 hour protection until I tell you otherwise. That means you three are not to leave the precinct either." Cragen said to Elliot, Munch, and Fin. "Lake and I will cover all the field work."
"He got into her apartment again, stole photos, clothes, jewelry, anything that Olivia might have personal attachment too. We gotta get this guy; he's not going to stop until--"
…
"I'm
scared," she said barely above a whisper. She looked over at
Elliot who was lying on the cot next to hers. She quickly looked away
when she felt a tear slide down her face.
"I won't let him hurt you, Olivia." He said and outstretched his hand to her, "Liv," he said motioning her to take his hand, "I'll protect you."
That was the last thing she remembered before sleep took over. She opened her eyes now, wondering if Elliot's hand was still outstretched.
"El?" She looked around the room but did not see him, "Elliot?" She called out again in panic. The panic turned to fear when she heard a small groan, followed by her name, "Liv,"
She flew off her cot so fast and ran towards the sound of Elliot's voice, "Liv…" She heard him groan again.
White's got him!No, not Elliot! He was supposed to get me! Please God not Elliot.
That was all she could think as she booked it towards the bathroom, visions of Elliot's bloody body haunted her with every step she took. Before she knew it, she was in the bathroom and was tearing open the shower curtain---
"OH MY GOD!" She screamed and her hand went directly over her mouth. She quickly backed away and walked out of the bathroom. Oh. My. God! Was that--? Was he? Did I see that correctly? No way…no fucking way! She thought and her cheeks became flush, and she couldn't help but let out a giggle.
EOEOEOEO
When Elliot woke up the first thing he noticed was Olivia's hand still intertwined with his, the second thing he noticed was that he was fucking harder than he had ever been in his life. He knew he had better do something about it before Olivia woke up. Conflicted by the fact that he wasn't allowed to leave her alone, (not even to go to the can…Cragen's orders) and the fact that she would think he was the biggest pervert on the planet if she saw him with a raging huge boner. He chose to take an extremely fast and cold shower.
However when he got in there, and his throbbing member was showing no signs of going down, he decided it would be faster just to tug at it until the problem was solved. Unfortunately for him once he started yanking at it, pictures of Olivia flooded through his mind, and he couldn't stop them. The more he thought about it the harder he got and the more intense his orgasm began. He was so enthralled by what he was doing he didn't realize that he had started moaning out loud. That is until he heard her scream, and then saw her face…
EOEOEOEO
When Elliot finally came out of the bathroom he had no idea what was going to happen. He felt like the biggest douche bag imaginable. She was going to kill him; no she was going to destroy him. She was going to request a new partner.
That thought killed him. He couldn't lose her as his partner, she was so much more then that, and now with White on the loose, there was no one else he trusted to protect her. God what did he do!?
He hung his head low and walked out towards the locker, he squeezed his eyes shut with embarrassment when he saw her sitting there, by his locker. She had waited for him.
Elliot walked over slowly and sat down next to her, having no idea, absolutely NO idea what to say in a situation like this. He was glad when she began to talk first.
"Listen Elliot, your partnership, and friendship means more to me than anything other thing in this world, and I will be damned if I lose you as both of those things. That being said, I'm going to tell you the only thing that I think might make this situation better and not as…um…uncomfortable for you." She looked over at him to see if he was listening. His head was still down and she knew that she had to tell him, to save their partnership.
"When I was in Oregon, I woke up in the Hospital after having a nasty concussion--"
"What!? Olivia what happened!? Why didn't I know about this? Were you hurt? Are you ok?" Elliot barked his concern for Olivia made him momentarily forget about the current situation.
"I'm fine, Elliot, and we are not changing the subject." she said and watched as Elliot's ashamed eyes fell to the floor again, "When I woke up, this girl Hope asked me who Elliot was." She looked over at Elliot, she wasn't sure if she should continue or not, but when she knew that she had too, "Apparently while I was unconscious I kept…um…moaning your name…in a dreamy like fashion," she said rolling her eyes at her self, "My cheeks immediately blushed, when I remembered what I had just been dreaming about…and Hope couldn't stop repeating your name, 'Ellliot, Ellliot…'" She said impersonating Hope. Olivia placed her hands on her knees and pushed her body up and walked out of the door leaving Elliot there, baffled.
Did she just admit too...? Did I hear that right? No, that can't be right…no fucking way!
EOEOEOEOEOEOEOE
Munch, Fin, and Olivia were scattered about in the interrogation room when Elliot arrived shortly after Olivia. He couldn't look at her, not just yet, but he did sit down across the table from her.
"Alright, since you guys are back we're going to take a couple hours." Munch said and he and Fin walked out.
"Still don't think anything is going on with them?" Munch asked Fin as they headed to their desks and piled their files on in.
Fin opened his mouth to respond but he spotted Kathy walking in the squad room and decided now would not be the best time to discuss the topic of Elliot and Olivia.
"Hey Munch, hey Fin," Kathy greeted as she got closer.
"Hey Kath," They both said in unison.
"Any idea where I can find my husband?" She asked as she held up a plate of cookies.
"Ah…yeah in interrogation one." Fin said and started to head up the stairs and Munch followed.
"Didn't she mean, EX-husband?" Munch said as they walked up the stairs to the cribs.
EOEOEOEO
Kathy headed towards interrogation one, she hadn't seen Elliot in a few days, and she figured since he can't go home, she mind as well come here. She walked through the door and was about to head into the other door to where Olivia and Elliot were, however curiosity got the best of her, and she set the plate of cookies on the table and stared through the double pane window.
Something about the way her husband was looking at Olivia did not sit well with her, not at all; but something else was not sitting well with her either and that was the way Olivia was looking back at her husband. She saw the little white intercom button on the side of the glass and pondered whether or not she should push it. Temptation giving in and her hormones being completely out of whack thanks to the baby, she decided to go ahead and push it.
But there was silence, they weren't even talking, they were just staring at each other. She saw Elliot smile at Olivia and she cringed, "You're not going to be all awkward around me now are you?" Olivia asked him with a smile on her face.
"Completely awkward," Elliot winked with a smirk. Kathy nearly busted in right there but she decided to wait, "But in all seriousness…I don't um…think about you---"
Olivia placed up her hand urging him to stop, "No, no no….no talking about it…I don't want to hear about who you…I ah…yeah, let's just not talk about it, ok?"
Just then Elliot's cell went off, "Stabler…uh huh…fucking A! That sick son of a bitch! Where the hell were the uniforms? That mother fucker! Yeah…yeah…she's fine, she's with me…don't worry," he said into the phone but he looked directly into Olivia's eyes, "I won't let her out of my sight." He clicked his phone shut and got up and sat next to her. He took her hand and placed it in his, but Olivia quickly pulled it back, tears already formed in her eyes, she knew that what Elliot was about to tell her was not going to be good.
"Just tell me, Elliot," She whispered.
"Simon is missing…they found blood in his vehicle."
Olivia's eyes widened and a few tears fell down, "No..," she said under her breath and wiped the tears that fell.
"He's going after everybody you care about…"
Olivia's eyes went so wide they almost popped out of her head, before she even put two and two together she felt Elliot's arms wrap around her in a bear hug. She was starting to hyperventilate and Elliot could feel her heart pound 170 beats per minute. He rubbed his hands around her back in order to try and sooth her.
"It's ok, Liv. We'll find him." Elliot whispered as he continued to rub circles on her back, "We'll find Simon and White."
The only thing she could think was that Elliot would be next, but did Elliot know that? White sure did, he had her journal for Gods sake, he knew every deepest and darkest secret about her. She gripped Elliot tighter than she had ever hugged anyone in her entire life.
