Panic
Summary: Olivia and Elliot move forward with their relationship and help eachother get through some of the hardest challenges they have ever had to face. Sequal to Close Calls
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me
A/N: Sorry this took sooo long to get up. It isn't complete yet, so if there are long periods of time between posts, i am soo sorry. Finals are coming up in two weeks, so there may not be many posts around then, but then I'm off for a whole month! So i'll be working on it then!
This is the sequal to Close calls, so read that first!!!!!!
Hope you like!!!!
Birthday Surprises!
Olivia was awoken by a strange feeling on the bed, and the sound of something clinking. She opened her eyes, and saw Elliot standing over her, placing a bed tray over her legs.
"What are you doing?" She asked with a smile as she carefully sat up.
The two had been together for close to eight months. Everyone knew about their relationship, but they still worked to keep it quiet.
Today was Olivia's birthday, and Elliot was sure to make it a special one. He knew that she wasn't used to people treating her to things, and he was determined to change that.
Elliot had decided to begin the day treating her to breakfast in bed. He had woken up early to run to the market, because he knew that she didn't have much food in her kitchen ever.
When he got back, he went to work making her favorite, chocolate chip banana pancakes with a side of coffee. He placed the food on a tray with a single red rose and a glass of orange juice.
"What, you've never been served breakfast in bed before?" He asked casually.
Olivia just stared at him in awe for a moment with a goofy smile plastered on her face. The truth of the matter was, she had never been served breakfast in bed. Most of the guys she had slept with in the past preferred to leave before the sun even came up! And if they did, they were usually gone before breakfast. Of course they weren't the only ones to blame. She usually preferred leaving her past lover's beds before it got too late as well.
"You gonna sit there and smile at me all day, or eat your breakfast?" He added.
"You made my favorite." She noted with a smile as she picked up her fork. "What's the occasion?" She asked as she dug in.
"What's the occasion?" Elliot asked, truly shocked that she hadn't even remembered her own birthday. He sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. "It's your birthday Liv." He told her.
"Oh, it is!" She exclaimed. Olivia had never been big on birthdays, so for her to forget about hers was no big deal. She hardly knew what day it was anyway with her job. "Thank you." She smiled. "You want some?"
"I was waiting for you to ask." Elliot smiled, pulling a fork from his pocket as he took some of her pancake.
"Hey, I said some!" She squealed, grabbing the plate away as he tried taking almost half the pancake.
"What? It was some!" Elliot joked back, reaching across her body with his fork to try to get at the breakfast.
When he couldn't reach it he resorted to playing dirty. He tickled her ribs, causing her to jolt back, and erupt in laughter. Her knees knocked the breakfast try, almost sending the contents all over the bed.
"El! Stop!" She said through laughter. "You're gonna make me spill everything!"
"Then hand over the pancake!" He bargained.
"But it's my birthday present!" She wined.
"First of all, you didn't even know it was your birthday, and second of all, that's not your present, it's just your breakfast." Elliot answered.
Olivia placed the plate back on the tray. "You mean, you got me more than this?" Olivia asked, truly surprised.
"Yes." Elliot laughed; he couldn't believe she actually thought that this was it. "You really thought that this was it?"
"You don't have to do all this you know." She simply answered.
"But I want to. Now, let's finish here, cause we have to be in work in an hour." He told her.
Olivia walked out of the interrogation room that afternoon feeling very accomplished. Her and Elliot's good cop bad cop routine had caused yet another perp to crack, and confess his crimes. Another pedophile would be off the streets and behind bars now, and that helped her rest a little easier.
"Nice work in there Benson. I thought that perp was gonna cry." Munch noted as she and Elliot took their respected seats.
"What can I say, when you got it, you got it." She gloated.
"Hey, I was in there too ya know." Elliot piped in.
"Yeah, telling that sick S.O.B. that you'd give him a shoulder to cry on!" Fin mocked.
"Can't always be the bad cop!" Elliot answered with a shrug. He knew the teasing nature of their squad; he would get Fin back later.
"So tell me, who gets to gets to be the 'bad cop' at home?" Munch mocked over his glasses at the couple. He was satisfied with himself when he saw both partners blush uncontrollably.
Ever since the two were officially caught, Munch had made it his mission to embarrass them any way he could.
"You are a sick man my friend." Fin laughed.
Before anyone could add anything more to the conversation, Casey rushed into the bullpen.
"Cragen needs all of you in the interrogation room now." She stammered, out of breath.
"Why, what's wrong?" Olivia asked, concern in her voice, as she got up and rushed to the door.
"Just hurry!" Casey barked.
The group rushed for the interrogation room Olivia and Elliot had just come from. Olivia threw the door open with her gun readied, and stopped dead at what she saw.
There were balloons tied to the chairs, and a "Happy Birthday" streamer swaged along the back wall. On the table Olivia saw a birthday cake, and sodas.
Olivia lowered her gun and laughed. "Are you guys serious?" She asked, turning to face the group of smiling men behind her. They were proud of themselves that their plan had actually worked. "You know, I thought something was really wrong in here." She added as she re-holstered her gun. "You're lucky I didn't shoot you." She said to Cragen.
"Well, I'm glad you waited to shoot until you assessed the situation." He answered with a laugh.
"Are we gonna just stand here and look at the cake, or can we eat it?" Casey asked from behind everyone.
"Oh we're gonna eat it!" Olivia smiled as she made her way over to the table. "Thank you everyone." She smiled once everyone was around the table.
"You deserve it Benson." Fin smiled. "Now cut this damn cake." He added, handing her a knife.
She chuckled, took the knife, and sliced into the birthday cake. It was chocolate cake with white icing, and had "Happy Birthday Benson!" written across the top in pink icing.
She and Cragen put the slices on plates and handed them out to the people in the room. The group milled about the room, making the most of their break.
Olivia stood looking out the window as she picked at her cake. Elliot snuck behind her and placed a light, inconspicuous kiss on her cheek. "Happy Birthday." He whispered into her ear.
"You really didn't have to do this." She said over her shoulder to him.
"This one wasn't just me." He answered. "This was the squad."
"Thank you." She repeated, turning to face him.
"Stop thanking me." He smiled. "It's you're birthday, and you deserve to celebrate."
"I'm just not used to all this attention." She said, attempting to explain herself. Her mother had never really been one to want to remember her daughter's birth, and all the pain that had surrounded it. Sure she had had parties as a child, but very little commotion was made on Olivia's actual birthday.
"Well, I'll just have to make for that today." Elliot answered with a smile.
Olivia just shook her head and smiled. "What did I do to deserve someone like you?" She asked.
"Some people are just born lucky I guess." Elliot quipped before bringing his lips to her quickly. They may have been on break, but they were still in work, and had to keep their PDA to a minimum.
"If you two are done makin out over there, we'd like to give Benson her presents." Fin called over. Elliot may have quick, but not quick enough.
"There are presents too!" Olivia beamed. "You guys really didn't have to do all this for me."
"Hey, we never do anything for your birthday. Hell, we didn't even know when your birthday was before Stabler told us." Fin answered, draping his arm over her shoulder. He handed her a wrapped box with the other hand. "Happy Birthday."
"Thank you." Olivia smiled as she took it, and pulled away to sit in one of the chairs in the room. She pulled off the blue paper to reveal a box. Inside the box was a mystery book that she had mentioned wanting to read. "Fin, thanks. I never would have found the time to get to the book store myself." She smiled and embraced her friend.
"Hey, when you got it, you got it." He smiled
"Don't get too cocky there partner." Munch quipped. "My present is going to blow yours out of the water." He boasted as he handed Olivia a gift bag.
"Well then." Olivia smiled as she dug through the tissue paper that was stuffed in the bag. Inside she finally found her favorite, and moderately expensive, coffee. "Munch, you know me too well." She smiled. "Thank you."
"Happy Birthday." He smiled and let her hug him as well.
Next up to deliver his gift was Cragen. He had racked his brain for weeks trying to figure out what to buy for his detective. He knew that she had had a difficult year with transferring back and forth, and Elliot's shooting and recovery. She deserved something nice. One day he over heard her telling Casey how she wanted to see "Moving Out" on Broadway. He decided that he would get her a pair of tickets, and give her the day off so that she could finally go.
"I guess it's time for my present." He said with a smile as he handed her the card.
"Captain, you didn't have to get me anything." She said as she accepted the gift.
"What and look like the only schmuck showing up empty handed?" He retorted.
"You do have a point." She smiled. She opened the card and examined the two tickets inside. "Don, you didn't have to do this." She said.
"I heard you say that you wanted to go. I'm giving you the day off, so they'll be no interruptions." He simply answered.
"Thank you." She smiled adding him to her list of "hugged" that afternoon.
"Alright boys, stand back. It's time for my present." Casey smiled. She handed Olivia a silver bag with purple paper stuffed inside. "Happy Birthday Liv." She smiled.
Olivia dug into the bag and pulled out a long silver envelope. When she opened it, she found a gift certificate for a luxury spa on the west side. "Case. You didn't have to do this." She noted.
"I got one for me too. Just think of it as me wanting someone to go with." Casey smiled. "There's something extra in the card." She added stealthily.
Olivia dug for the card, excited to find what lay inside. She found it, and immediately ripped it from the silver envelope. She didn't even note the dancing, smiling birthday cake on the outside of the card. She opened it and quickly shut it when she saw the little pink gift card.
"Well, I assume you won't be sharing in this one with me huh?" She asked. The men in the room were lost. They hadn't seen what was in the card, but were curious. Of course, there was no way Olivia was going to let any man in this squad see that she had a Victoria's Secret gift card to spend. She would never hear the end of it.
"No, I'm pretty sure someone else has you covered in that area." She said, wagging her eyebrows.
Olivia just laughed. Her laughter increased when she saw how confused her colleagues were among the girl talk.
"Well thank you. I really do appreciate this." She smiled, standing to embrace her friend. "Thank you everyone." She addressed the room. After hugging everyone one last time she helped clean up.
Everyone made their way back to the bullpen to continue on with their day. Olivia was about to leave, but Elliot stopped her.
"Hey, hey, hey. Not so fast." He called, gripping her arm lightly.
"What's wrong?" Olivia asked.
"You think I didn't get you anything?" Elliot asked, when he noticed the shocked look on Olivia's face. "I was married way too long to not know that you always have something for a woman on her birthday!" He joked.
"But El." Olivia began. "What about breakfast?"
"That was breakfast, not a gift." He answered, handing her an envelope.
Olivia opened it and pulled out the slip of paper that was inside. She unfolded it to reveal a scripted letter that read:
"One Elliot Stabler requests one Olivia Benson's company for dinner this evening of October 29th 2006, at the 8th hour in the evening. Promised is a night she will not soon forget. Formal attire is suggested."
She laughed at the note, and shook her head as she looked up at him. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked in a joking tone.
"What? I was trying to be romantic." He smiled bashfully.
"Oh, is that what that was." She laughed, kissing him on the cheek. "Well in that case, guess I can't refuse." She smiled. "I don't assume you'll tell me where we're going?" She questioned.
"Your intuitiveness is what makes you a great detective Benson." He smiled before pulling away. "Your chariot arrives at promptly eight." He called back over his shoulder before crossing the door way that separated them from "partner world" and "lover world".
TBC... tell me what u think! I hope u all like it so far. There will be fluff in the first few chapters, then the case and action, then more fluff, and then more action. I'm thinking this story will have a lot of turns!