A/N: I have been wanting to do an E/O fic to "The Golden State" by John Doe & Kathleen Edwards (from the True Blood soundtrack) for a while now as I think it's a great song for Elliot and Olivia. This is what I came up with, it's sort of a discussion of their relationship. I hope it's ok! I warn you now that I am not very SVU savvy, though I do love the show and this is only my second SVU fic. Hope it's still ok :)
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For Better, For Worse
You are the hole in my head
I am the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden
Elliot had never thought it was possible to be as close to someone as he was to Olivia.
Perhaps it was just the nature of their job, their shared dedication to their duty. But deep down he knew that their connection ran much deeper than that.
You are something in my eye
And I am the shiver down your spine
You are the lick of my lips
And I am on the tip of your tongue
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are buried up to our necks in sand
Olivia liked to believe that she had no weaknesses, at least none that would interfere with her ability to do her job.
She had been right, until she met Elliot Stabler.
They worked well together as partners due to their deep, almost instinctual connection. But such a connection could also have a negative component, for Olivia it meant that Elliot became her weakness.
They were so close that sometimes it stifled her whilst at other times it was the only thing that got her through the day.
We are luck
We are fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away…
Walk away
Elliot realised just how deep their connection ran when she left.
Left the job, left him. Without so much as a word.
Without her he felt incomplete, unsure. Almost as though he was trying to function without something vital to his existence, it was only after she returned that he realised what that thing was.
He needed her.
Well you are the dream in my nightmare
I am that falling sensation
You are my needles and pins
I am your hangover morning
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden
Olivia had left for many reasons, not the least being how her relationship – both personal and professional – with Elliot was faring. The major complication being that it was becoming less professional and more personal.
He was starting to get the unnerving ability to hurt her, more deeply than anyone or anything else. That he was also the only one who could make her feel better had become less important.
In the end she had been almost forced to return by one startling fact: she needed him.
She had never needed anyone before. It was almost frightening, but it also meant that she could begin to accept the bad with the good more easily when it came to him.
Running away no longer was an option.
We are luck
We are fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away
Walk away
Walk away
You are the hole in my head
I am the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart
She had tried running away; he had tried shutting her out.
Neither had succeeded.
The sad truth was that no matter what happened they would always be too close, too in synch. They would always be able to bring out both the best and the worst in each other.
The phrase "for better and for worse" had never been more apt than when applied to their partnership.