I Can't Give You Anything But Love
Olivia finally closed her last file over, she and the team had been working non-stop for the past few weeks to find Eric Walker, a man so depraved and evil he made their regulars look fairly sane. They discovered a partial print at what seemed like their hundredth crime scene, Elliot had taken it to the lab to be run through every database that they had access to. Finally, a hit. Before they knew it, Elliot, Olivia, Fin, Munch, Cragan and a SWAT team were speeding over to Walkers address to arrest him. When the team arrived, SWAT knocked the door down, Olivia and Elliot entered the premises with their guns drawn and the others hot on their tails.
After they stormed the premises they had found Walker unconscious on his bathroom floor, holding an empty pill bottle. Elliot called a bus and started performing CPR. The ambulance arrived and Elliot had stabilised Walker, the paramedics took him into the back of the bus and whisked him away to hospital.
"He must have figured out that we were closing in on him and couldn't handle it." Fin said.
"Seems like it. Alright, you have all been working 24/7 for the past few days, take the weekend off starting now." Cragan announced.
"Don't have to tell us twice, Cap!" Munch said as he patted Cragans shoulder whilst walking past him to the exit.
Elliot, John and Fin left the precinct, Olivia insisted on staying for a while and trying to get through at least some of her paperwork so she could enjoy her weekend of relaxation.
It was around 5pm when she decided to head home when her phone started ringing, she knew she didn't have a case because Cragan told them they were all off for the weekend. She reached into her pocket, pulling out her cell when she saw Elliot's picture lighting up her screen.
"Hey El, what's up?" she asked.
"Liv, I wanted to know if you wanna meet Fin, Munch and I at the bar later?" Elliot asked.
Olivia thought for a moment, she truly wanted to get home, shower and collapse in front of her TV with some wine but she could never say no to the guys, especially to Elliot, especially to Elliot promising her a night of alcohol infused fun. She smiled to herself, getting excited for the evening ahead.
"Sounds great El, I've literally just stepped foot out of the precinct, but I'll text you when I'm on my way." she stated.
"Alright, see you soon babe... Liv, I mean Liv… Okay I gotta go, bye!" Elliot spluttered and hung up the phone quickly.
Olivia giggled as she put her phone back in her pocket and hopped into her car, she would have to remember to tease him about that later.
It was just past 5.30pm when she arrived home, pulling into a space just outside of her apartment buildings front door. She got out and made her way up the stairs, entering her apartment, locking her door and beginning to pull her clothes off. She turned her shower own and felt goose bumps on her skin as the cold water slowly began to heat up. She stepped in when the temperature was right, she stood letting the hot water run over her for a few minutes, letting the horrors of the day pass down the drain. After 20 minutes she stepped out, wrapped a towel around her body and began to get ready. She sat at her white vanity table that was lined with makeup, perfumes and body butters. When she finished putting her makeup on and drying and straightening her hair, she got up and put on a black lace bra and matching underwear. They were her favourites, she wasn't expecting to go home with anyone tonight, not unless Elliot had a sudden romantic epiphany and told her that he was madly in love with her, scooped her into his arms and brought her home. She sighed as she thought, there was a sliver of hope.
She took her black high waisted jeans from her wardrobe and pulled them up her long legs and buttoned them, she meticulously picked out a shirt for tonight, she eventually settled on a deep red plunge blouse and then slipped on her black and white converse, her outfit was 3 parts sexy and one part cute. She took one final look in the mirror before slipping her leather jacket on, grabbing her purse and phone and leaving her apartment. She hailed a cab in no time and headed over to the bar to meet the guys.
"Hey El, in a cab and on my way, see you soon, Liv." She wrote and then pressed send.
She looked out of the window and felt her phone vibrate, it was Elliot. That was quick.
"Can't wait." He replied.
She thought that was weird for Elliot to say but she just put it down to him being a little drunk. She hoped.
She arrived at the bar, paid her cab fare and walked in through the big wooden double doors. She looked around seeing a few people at the bar and then she heard the guys laughing, she turned the corner and saw John, Fin and Elliot.
"Hey guys! Sounds like I have some catching up to do!" She laughed.
She looked at Elliot catching his eyes washing over her body. She blushed a little but she felt good about it, considering all the effort she put into tonight's ensemble. She relished in the thought that Elliot was looking at her and no one else. She slid her jacket off of her shoulders and turned slightly to hang it over her chair.
Elliot knew he was staring, he wanted to stop himself from looking but he couldn't. The alcohol he had already consumed wasn't exactly helping him to refrain at this moment. He started at her legs, those damn long legs, he continued raking his eyes upward, catching a glimpse of her ass as she turned to put her jacket down, he continued up to her hips and waist, stopping himself from releasing a moan as he reached the sight of her breasts in that shirt. Damn, she looked so good, she always did but especially tonight. Her eyelashes draped over her big brown eyes and that's how she got him. Her body was certainly something that descended from heaven but those eyes. He would do anything for a peek at them when he was having a bad day.
He eventually realised that all his staring was probably getting creepy so he gave himself a shake.
"Liv! You made it, let me get you a drink!" said Fin.
"No, no guys, it's my round. I'll get the drinks." Elliot said.
"I won't argue with that!" said Much raising his glass to Elliot, they all shared a laugh then Elliot stood up, slightly wobbly from the booze, and began to head up to the bar.
He was just about to pass Olivia when he tripped on Fins jacket that had slipped off his chair and onto the floor. He began to fall backwards and he reached for the first thing that he could find, which happened to be Olivia. He grabbed her by the waist and they both tumbled onto the floor. Elliot landing on his back and Liv landing on top of him face down, their noses almost touching. Elliot could feel her breast squashed against his chest and her thigh tangled in between his legs, grazing his crotch.
"Oh God, Liv, I'm so sorry, I just tripped." He exclaimed.
"It's okay El, accidents happen, I just didn't realise you were already this drunk." She teased, winking at him.
He could smell the toothpaste on her breath and the scent she was wearing. That smell made him swoon, it was so perfectly matched to her personality, sweet and totally alluring. She put her hands on his biceps, pushing herself off of him, as she moved, her thigh rubbed his groin and he desperately tried to hold in a moan. He was already a little drunk, a little turned on and trying not to embarrass himself by getting a hard on in public. She moved off of him and then he jumped up trying to save as much face as he could.
"Okay, how about that drink?" Elliot suggested.
"Sounds great! Thank you El!" She replied.
"Don't worry about it, besides, you're getting the next round anyway." He winked.
They all sat for a while, round after round came and went and by 1am John and Fin had went home leaving Elliot and Olivia to their own devices.
"Y'know Liv, I think we done real good work today. I'm glad we caught the bastard." Elliot proclaimed.
"I know El, it's like a weight off my shoulders, I've been so stressed recently. Catching Walker and coming out tonight has helped a lot, thanks for inviting me." She said with a small smile.
"Are you kidding? It wouldn't have been a good night without you, Liv! You also completed all of your paperwork today!" Elliot said with a grin.
"That's true, I think we should be celebrating… With shots!" she said.
Liv was never really one for shots or partying by any means but tonight she was throwing caution to the wind. She just wanted to have a little fun.
"Woah Detective Benson, you've been holding out on me! I'll buy them." Elliot said, laughing.
Elliot and Olivia both walked up to the bar and ordered their shot of choice. Tequila. Olivia put a line of salt on each of their hands and got their limes at the ready. They licked the salt, downed their shots and took a big bite of lime to sooth their throats and taste buds. Elliot coughed and spluttered after swallowing the bitter liquid. Olivia giggled at his reaction to the drink.
"What are you laughing at Benson?" he asked, giving her a big grin.
"You nearly choked after one shot! Come on Detective Stabler, be a man! It's just a little shot." She joked.
"Oh, I'll show you how much of a man I am, Olivia." Elliot said and gave her a quick wink.
Olivia's heart fluttered for a second and she wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol or from the man she has called her partner for years. Elliot asked the barmaid for two more shots of tequila and prepared the salt and lime for himself. He slowly began to lick the salt from his hand all whilst looking Olivia dead in the eyes. Liv paid attention to his tongue and she could feel her cheeks going red and her heartbeat speeding up. She wasn't sure where all these feelings were coming from. It was Elliot, her partner and best friend and nothing else. She sighed at this thought and then got back to watching him take his last shot. He poured the liquid into his already open mouth much slower than the last time. Still looking Olivia in the eyes, he swallowed and picked up the last slice of his lime and slowly sucked all the juice out.
Olivia could feel her eyes getting darker just watching him, his tongue, his hands, his lips. She stopped for a second and shook those thoughts from her head, she was a grown woman not a horny teenager.
"What's the matter Liv?" he whispered.
"Hmm, nothing! Good job on taking your shot." She waffled.
"Um, thanks?" he laughed. "Okay, take your last shot and we can blow this joint." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
Olivia took her last shot and it burned her throat but not as much as Elliots gaze was burning into her skin. She finished the shot and sat the tiny glass down on the bar. Elliot took a step towards her, he lifted his hand and wiped a drop of tequila from Olivia's bottom lip. He sucked the residue off of his middle finger and Olivia watched with dark eyes and her mouth hanging open slightly.
"Come on, let's get out of here." He said.