Chapter 1

"Benson!... Benson!"

Fin shook his head and threw his pen at Olivia's head. She jumped and spun round glaring at him.

"What the hell Fin?"

"The Cap wants you," he said nodding towards Cragen who was stood in the doorway to his office.

"You back with us now?" asked Cragen.

"Yeah …..Sorry. What's up?"

"You partner is being released from hospital, he is gonna need a ride home. He can't drive with the cast on his arm. And from the way he was grinning this morning I would say the pain meds they have given him are pretty strong. So if you're finished your paperwork and staring into space, head over and pick him up. I will see you in the morning."

"Okay Cap ….sure."

She stood up and grabbed her jacket from the back of her chair and turned her computer off. She looked over at Fin and saw a huge grin on his face.

"What?" she asked him.

"You gonna kiss Stabler's injury better for him? Play doctors and Nurses with him while he recovers."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

Fin shrugged. "I don't know, just figured now he was single…..living alone, he is gonna need some help till his arm gets a little better."

"What you figured we would just jump into bed with each other?"

"Hey, I've seen the way he looks at you across the desk, all dreamy eyed."

Olivia laughed "Elliot is anything but dreamy eyed when he looks at me… So if I'm playing doctor for El and kissing him better, you doin the same for Munch, when he gets released."

Fin looked at her and pulled a face. "You did not just say that to me Benson."

"What I'm sure Munch would love you to kiss his ass," she laughed as she walked out the office.

"Yeah, well maybe if he had an ass as cute as yours I would think about it," he called after her. She stopped at the door and turned around.

"Have you just admitted you look at my ass," she grinned.

"Who doesn't," he smirked back. "Your partner can't keep his eyes off it."

"Fuck you Fin," she said turning back around and walking out.

She leant against the Elevator wall and sighed. She knew Fin was joking, him and Munch done it all the time and normally she could easily just ignore it, but lately she was finding it harder to. Ever since Elliot told her him and Kathy had split up, she had looked at him differently, felt different around him. They had always flirted and joked and she knew nothing would ever come of it because he was happily married and they were just friends, but now. She shook her head and walked out the elevator to the car and climbed in, closing her eyes. It was so much easier to control her feelings for him when he was married. Jesus she felt like she was 14 yrs. old again with a crush on the star quarterback.

"Get a grip Benson," she said to herself.

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Elliot sat on the edge of the hospital bed in only his jeans. It had just taken him 5 minutes to pull them on with one hand. He had tried to use his arm with the cast on but the pain was too much. He picked up one of his sock from the small pile of clothes and lifted his leg up. He tried to open the top of the sock with one hand as he pulled it over his toes, finally getting it far enough on he pulled it over his foot.

"Yes," he said out loud pleased with himself. He heard a chuckle from the doorway to his room and looked up to see Olivia leaning against the frame with a grin on her face.

"You seriously better not be laughing at me," he warned her.

"As if I would do that," she said entering the room. "You need a hand?" she asked him.

"I'm not a kid Liv, I can dress myself!" he snapped. She held up her hands and sat herself down in the chair by the bed. "What you doing here anyway?"

"Came to give my partner a lift home."

"Thanks," he mumbled as he struggled with his other sock. Olivia sat with a smirk on her face as she watched him, holding in the urge to laugh.

"Swear to god Liv, If I hear you laugh or look up to see smiling," he said as he dropped the sock on the floor. "Fuck!"

Olivia stood up and stepped over to him and squatted down picking up his sock. "Stop being so damn stubborn," she said taking hold of his foot and putting it on her knee.

"Liv," he said feeling embarrassed as she pulled the sock over his foot.

"See wasn't that a lot easier."

"I'm not a kid Liv," he said as she picked up his sneaker.

"So you said, but there is no harm in letting me help you. You have just been shot, you're obviously still in a lot of pain despite the meds they have given you, and there is no way you can use your arm yet. So stop whining and let me help, isn't that what a partner is for."

"Yeah," he said watching her as he put his foot into his sneaker and she tied the laces. "I just feel so useless," he told her as she put the other sneaker on.

Olivia lifted her head up and smiled at him before lowering her eyes again slowly as they roamed over his bare chest and torso. She had seen him without a top on before in the cribs but never this close up, was he living in the gym these days. Her eyes continued downwards over his abs to the top of his jeans, they were still open at the button and the zip was only half up. She swallowed hard when she realised her eyes were level with his crotch and she could see the top of his boxers and the bulge pushing at them.

"Liv?" he said. "You okay?"

"Erm…..yeah sorry," she said dropping her head and fastening his laces on his other sneaker. She could feel her cheeks burning slightly. "All done," she said standing up quickly, and turning around before he could see her flushed cheeks.

"Thanks," he said a small smile on face, he couldn't believe he had just caught her checking him out. For years he had watched her, checked her out when she wasn't looking. I mean who wouldn't she was gorgeous. He had always controlled his feelings in the past but now he didn't have to. Ever since Kathy had left him he had found himself drawn towards her more and more as a woman, not just his partner and a detective. He picked up his shirt from the bed and pulled it over the arm with the cast then shoved his good arm into the sleeve. "I should have told Maureen to bring a t-shirt," he said to her, as she stood with her back to him still looking out the small window into the corridor. "Liv….. Hello."

"Sorry," she said turning around.

"You sure you're okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah I'm good," she nodded. "It should be me asking you that question," she said trying not to look at him. "What the hell is wrong with you," she thought.

"Yeah well, I can't feel too much right now, I think my meds are kicking in," he chuckled.

"Great, listen I've been thinking wouldn't it be best if I took you to Kathy's to stay, you know whilst you recover."

"I don't want to go to Kathy's, I will be fine at my place…. I have my partner to look after me," he grinned.

"Yeah, I guess you do," she said stepping back from him. They both stood for a few seconds in silence.

"Erm Liv….could you…..would you fasten my jeans for me. I tried before you came, I just couldn't do it. I was gonna get a nurse, I mean I can still get a nurse if you want me to."

"No, its fine," she said giving him a small smile as she stepped closer and took hold of the top of his jeans. She felt him jump slightly as she pulled the button together, her fingers brushing against his skin. She dropped her eyes down unable to look at him as she done up the button slowly.

Elliot watched her as she dropped her head, he could smell her shampoo and body wash, they had never been this close before, they were stood only inches apart. He jumped when her fingers brushed over his stomach as she fastened the button. He licked his bottom lip and felt his dick twitch as some loose strands of hair fell against his chest. He felt her hand go to his zip and pull it slowly up, brushing against his growing erection.

"Jesus calm down," he thought. "The last thing you need right now is a raging hard on when she is trying to help you."

"All done," she said lifting her head. He could feel her breath on his chest they were so close.

"Thanks," he said, his voice just above a whisper as his eyes met hers.

"You want me to … to err do your shirt up as well?"

"Yeah, if you wouldn't mind."

She reached up for the first button and pulled the shirt together as she slipped it through the button hole.

"Don't mind at all," she said. "Like you said I'm your Partner and I'm here to look after you."

"Is that all I am?" he asked her. She stopped fastening the buttons but kept her fingers on his shirt.

"What?"

"Your Partner," he said his voice deep and low.

"El…"

"Am I interrupting something?" asked Munch's voice from the door.

Olivia let go of his shirt and jumped back running her hand through her hair.

"Hey John, I was just…just helping him to get ready."

"Well I really hope Fin doesn't get that close tomorrow when he comes to pick me up," he said leaning against the wall.

Elliot began to chuckle "Oh I don't know John , maybe he could kiss your wound better, where di d you get shot again."

"My ass," he answered smirking. "And as much as I love him he isn't going any near it. Of course if he was as good looking as your partner, then I might consider it."

Olivia couldn't believe they were having almost the same conversation she had not long ago had with Fin. "Consider it….." said Olivia turning round. "John you would have your trousers dropped in seconds if you thought I would kiss your ass."

Munch smiled at her "I don't think it would even take that long."

Olivia shook her head and picked up Elliot's bag. "Is there anything I can get or do for you before I take him home?" she asked him.

"I could do with a sponge bath," he smirked.

"Oh no," said Elliot. "She is my partner, you want a sponge bath use your own partner for it."

"Hey you can't blame an old man for trying," he said turning around and leaving.

"You ready to go?" she asked Elliot.

"Yeah, these meds are really kicking in," he grinned.

"I can tell," she laughed.

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"El," she said reaching across the front of the car and gently rubbing his leg trying to wake. "Come on you need to wake up so I can get you inside." He had fallen asleep soon after they had started the drive to his house. The strong medication he had been given for the pain kicking in. "Come on El," she tried again. "You need to wake up, just till I get you in the house, then you can go back to sleep."

"Just a few more minutes, baby," he mumbled. "Then I will get up."

"El, it's Liv not Kathy," she told him, when she heard him mumble baby.

"I know " he said sliding down in his seat and going back to sleep.

Olivia smiled to herself he will be so embarrassed when the medication wears off . "Oh no you don't," she said as he began to snore softly again and his head fell against the window. Climbing out the car she ran around to his side and opened his door. "You can't sleep here El, we need to get you inside and into bed."

Elliot started to grin "You offering to take me to bed Benson," he laughed.

"In your dreams, Stabler," she sighed. "And mine" she thought to herself as she reached across and undone his seat belt.

"You're always in my dreams Liv," he whispered looking at her his eyes sleepy and his words slightly slurred.

"Let's just get you inside," she said helping him out the car. She leant him against the side as she reached in for his bag of meds.

"These meds are way better than alcohol," he laughed. "I can't feel a thing," he said as she slammed the door and locked the car.

"You gonna be okay to walk in?" she asked him.

He nodded and slowly walked towards the steps and his front door, he wobbled slightly and Olivia steadied him. "Sorry," he said apologising.

"It's okay," she said putting her arm around his waist to steady him. "I just don't want you falling on your arm and making it any worse.

"You gonna catch me if I fall?" he asked her.

"As always," she smiled, taking his keys out her pocket and opening the door. Elliot leaned against the door and continued to stare at her. She looked up at him and locked eyes with him. "Come on let's get you in and sorted," she said looking away and leading him in.

She stopped dead as she walked into his living room. "Jesus El I think you've been burgled," she said grinning at him as she looked around the living room. There where clothes scattered everywhere and empty beer bottles. In the kitchen area empty take away wrappers and boxes where all over the benches.

"Yeah, it's my maid's week off," he said kicking off his sneakers and walking to the fridge.

"And you said I was a slob," she said following him.

He went to the fridge and took out two bottles of water and handed her one. "You leaving straightaway?"

"You kicking me out?"

He shook his head "Don't know how much company I will be, these meds are knocking me for six," he said taking a drink, his eyes half shut.

"Well I have nowhere to be, so why don't you go get changed and I will order us some food."

He stepped forward into her space and looked her in the eyes, "Liv," he smirked. "Your gonna have to come and undress me," he said to her.

Olivia felt goose bumps over her skin, she had never heard his voice sound so deep before, she watched his mouth as his tongue slid out and licked his bottom lip, god she loved it when he did that. She dragged her eyes away from his lips.

"Okay, but this is the last time. After this you're in sweats and t-shirts…. No buttons," she said stepping back. Elliot grinned and walked past her to his bedroom. Olivia took another drink of her and took a deep breath. It was hard enough getting him dressed how the hell was she going to get through undressing him.

"Liv!" he called from his room. "Can you bring my meds in I'm due to take some more."

She grabbed his meds and took another gulp of water before following him into his room. He was sat on his bed pulling his socks off when she entered.

"You know I'm sure you could manage to undress yourself," she said standing in the door way.

"It's a new shirt," he grinned. "The buttons are a little tight to do with one hand."

"Whatever Stabler," she said putting his meds and her water down and standing in front of him. She reached up and took hold of the first button undoing it. She kept her eyes fixed on his shirts refusing to look up at his face. She could feel her fingers trembling as she made her way down the front of his shirt.

"This only ever used to happen in my dreams," he whispered his head dropping down to hers.

"What's that?"

"You undressing me."

She stayed silent trying to ignore him, but her heart was racing. She had dreamt about undressing him so many times before. She tried to calm herself down, it had to be the meds making him like this. Because this was nothing like the Elliot Stabler she knew. The serious and moody one who loved his family and his religion. She undone the last button on the shirt and went to move back but his good hand grabbed her wrist.

"You forgot my Jeans Liv."

"El what are you doing?" she asked him as she reached for the button on his jeans and began to undo it.

"Trying to flirt with you, but I guess if you had to ask then I'm not doing it right," he smiled.

"Those meds must be stronger than I thought," she replied still not looking at him. She could feel his warm breath in her hair.

"Why do you say that?"

"Cause you wouldn't be acting like this if they weren't."

They both stood inches apart in silence the only sound in the room was the sound of their own breaths.

"So what's your excuse?" he asked her.

"What do you mean?"

"Well you reckon I'm acting like this cause of the meds, so what's your excuse."

"I….. I'm …I'm just helping you …. I'm you're …."

"Partner, yeah I know."

Olivia swallowed hard and bit her bottom lip. She raised her eyes slowly upwards, her hands still gripping the top of his jeans by the button she had undone.

"El…."

"You're so beautiful," he said smiling at her.

"El ….."

"Yeah," he said as he tipped his head down towards her his lips moving closer to hers. Just as they were about to touch someone pounded on his front door. They both jumped apart and stood staring at each other, not knowing what to say. The banging continued.

"Erm you get changes, I will see who's at the door," she said backing away from him.

"Liv," he said as she got to the door. "Just for the record, it's not the meds talking."

She smiled without looking back at him and went to the door as whoever it was kept knocking.

"Jesus alright, I'm coming," she said under her breath as she pulled the door open and stared at the person in front of her.

"Kathy."

Kathy glared at her before pushing her way through the door. "My husband gets shot," she snapped. "And nobody informs me. I have to find out from the news."

Trying to keep this story a little lighter and fun. It's not going to be very long. Just a little something as I get my thoughts together for another story I'm doing.

Reviews are nice so I can gauge whether people like it enough to carry on.